The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

In the southern border of Northern Zhou, above Ji'an Prefecture closest to Daqian, a fiery comet streaked across the sky.

Accompanying the fiery comet was a thunderous roar of anger.

"Ye Lingshuang, you thieving woman," the voice bellowed, "Purgatory Peak and the Yin Demon Sect are allies, not your servants. We choose our own alliances; how dare you accuse us of betrayal!"

"Since you're not our allies, killing you is justified."

A giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky, clearly formed from True Qi, yet it was delicate and smooth like the hand of a young lady.

This jade hand slapped down from the sky, smiting the Molten Fire Giant before it as if it were swatting a fly.

"Hiss—"

A grating sound echoed as the delicate hand, possessing unmatched strength, sent the Molten Fire Giant skidding along the ground, leaving behind deep scorched marks.

Eventually, it crashed into the Luoshui River on the border, instantly evaporating copious amounts of water.

Amidst the dense steam, the Molten Fire Giant shed its Molten Lava-like True Qi and shrank to the size of a normal man, revealing his true form.

"Remember, betrayal comes with a price."

Ye Lingshuang appeared out of thin air above, her hand pressing gently downward, causing the Luoshui to cease flowing.

At the riverbed, and across the banks, a huge palm imprint formed, embedding a burly middle-aged man at its center. He was twisted all over and unconscious.

In the end, Ye Lingshuang did not kill this Divinity Realm warrior from Purgatory Peak to vent her anger. The Demon Path was currently in a relatively peaceful phase, and killing a Divinity Realm from Purgatory Peak would undoubtedly disrupt this fragile peace.

Of course, sparing him did not mean he would not be punished. His injuries were severe, hitting vital points, and even with the recovery abilities of those in the Divinity Realm, it might take a considerable amount of time to heal, possibly even leaving behind lingering injuries.

Ye Lingshuang gave an indifferent glance at the near-death Divinity Realm warrior before vanishing into the air.

All that was left at the scene was a long trail of scorched earth and the Luoshui that struggled to flow.

With Ye Lingshuang's severe wounding of a Divinity Realm warrior from Purgatory Peak, Northern Zhou began a full-scale manhunt for disciples of Purgatory Peak.

The remaining Three Demonic Sects, along with the Northern Zhou Court, exerted their full strength, causing the muscular brutes of Purgatory Peak to flee everywhere.

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Near Shouguang City in Yan Province.

Over a dozen burly men, each standing tall, were alertly watching their surroundings while restoring their consumed True Qi and physical strength.

Among them, their martial arts abilities varied, with some as high as the True Pill Realm and others merely at the early stages of the Divine Origin Realm.

Interestingly, the young man in his twenties with the lowest realm was the highest in rank among these burly men.

All the burly men spread around the young man, staunchly protecting him.

At that moment, this high-ranking young man was gulping down water, replenishing the hydration lost during their arduous journey.

Suddenly, the young man exerted a fierce grip, crushing the water bottle in his hand, and hissed vehemently, "Those wretches from the Yin Demon Sect, how dare they strike so ruthlessly!"

It was indeed too ruthless. In just two days, first, Wang Chiyan, a stationed Divinity Realm warrior from Northern Zhou, was beaten to near death, followed by a kingdom-wide manhunt.

The Three Demonic Sects, along with the tributes of the Northern Zhou Imperial Family and those mysterious Taoists, launched a sudden attack, catching Purgatory Peak entirely off guard.

Purgatory Peak had initially thought that the Yin Demon Sect would start by negotiating, given that they had only released three princes of the Heavenly Demon Palace. How could they completely sever ties? Even if the negotiation failed, they were protected by Wang Chiyan, a powerhouse of the Divinity Realm.

Logically, even if relations ultimately broke down, Purgatory Peak would simply withdraw from Northern Zhou and not align with the other three sects.

However, they had not anticipated that the Yin Demon Sect would act so decisively, nor had they foreseen Ye Lingshuang's formidable strength.

Wang Chiyan was no match for Ye Lingshuang. He was pursued relentlessly, sustaining severe injuries in the Luoshui River.

The disciples of Purgatory Peak remaining in Northern Zhou, although not crushed by a Divinity Realm powerhouse, were still driven to desperate flight by the joint forces of the Three Demon Sects and the court.

"Young Master, the pursuers might be upon us soon. We should get moving," said Zhao Han, a burly man from the True Pill Realm, to the young man beside him.

"Once we get past Ji'an Prefecture, we can meet up with our contacts, and then we'll be able to safely leave Northern Zhou."

"Alright," the young man stood up, "let's go. After we survive this calamity, we will eventually return. I, Chi Xiao, will definitely make those scoundrels pay."

"Make them pay? I'm afraid you won't live to see that day. Hehehehe..."

A seductive and bone-chilling laughter echoed all around, causing the robust men to tremble with excitement, their faces flushing with agitation.

"Soul-Devouring Bone-Crushing Sound, Hua Baimei, it's you again!" gritted Zhao Han.

Hua Baimei was the leader of the Yin Demon Sect responsible for the pursuit. Hundreds of Purgatory Peak disciples had died directly or indirectly at her hands.

Zhao Han harbored a deep loathing for her, wishing he could tear her to pieces. However, he absolutely did not want to see Hua Baimei at this moment.

Her presence meant that the other pursuers were nearby. Likely, the main force was present.

"Hua Baimei, think carefully. If our third young master dies here, the Peak Master will undoubtedly seek revenge. Is the Yin Demon Sect ready for an all-out war with Purgatory Peak?" Zhao Han shouted.

"War, haha..." the seductive voice continued to laugh, "Where does Purgatory Peak get the courage to talk of war, tired of living, are they?"

With Yin Tianxia present, even the Blood Demon Sect wouldn't dare start a war rashly. Where did Purgatory Peak get such audacity?

"It doesn't matter if Chi Xiao dies here, even if his elder brother Chi Sha dies, you wouldn't have the guts to go to war."

Hua Baimei's voice suddenly turned fierce, "Tell me, who is the contact? Speak up, and you might spare yourself a life."

Hua Baimei had overheard the previous conversation between Zhao Han and Chi Xiao and knew their contact was close.

In fact, the fact that this group had managed to flee to the border amidst the squeeze of two forces was because the pursuers were letting them escape. The goal was to draw out that contact or, perhaps, the new backing Purgatory Peak had found.

"And then be tortured by you until death is preferable?" Zhao Han bellowed, "Dream on!"

"Then prepare to die."

With a harsh shout, palm prints and blade energy were unleashed simultaneously, striking down the people of Purgatory Peak.

At the same time, a dark sword shadow burst from the ground, piercing through the heart of a big man. The sword tip that emerged bore lethal sword energy, aimed at the protected Chi Xiao.

It was an assassin from the Doomed Hall. Hua Baimei and her group genuinely didn't care about Chi Xiao's life.

Zhao Han tried to turn and block, but it was too late; he could only watch as the sword energy was launched.

In a critical moment, a blood shadow flashed down from above, enveloping Chi Xiao within. Crimson True Qi flowed like a stream, absorbing the sword energy within.