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Chapter 161: The Demon King's Death

The beastly roar swept across the area, and the devilish aura rose again.

The Mortal-Returning Realm skill on Su Xing's body seemed to have encountered a provocation, and it suddenly emitted a rich aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gradually, a giant head shaped like a snake's head appeared in Su Xing's sight. The head looked around before striding out. As it gradually walked out, the giant figure from ahead was also revealed.

Its head was like a huge snake, but its body was like a turtle. Its limbs were huge and thick, and behind it was a 100-meter long tail. It looked like a huge mutant turtle.

What was even stranger was that its entire body was blood-red, and the messy magic patterns on its body were like flowing lava. When the raindrops hit its huge body, they instantly turned into water vapor.

The huge creature sensed the terrifying aura on Su Xing's body and instantly stopped moving. It looked at Su Xing vigilantly.

It was very surprised that someone could still stay awake under this demonic acid rain. This young man had something!

"Human, who are you?"

"Big guy, I should be the one asking you this question. Who are?you?"

"You don't have the right to know my name. All you need to do is tell me if this is the Eastern Wastelands."

Su Xing nodded, his eyes turning cold.

"Yes it is, so what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of ecstatic voice was heard.

"Hahaha! I have finally come to the Eastern Wastelands. Demon King Antoine is here. Learn to tremble and bow to me from now on, stupid human!"

The Demon King? Antoine!

It seemed that this was the backup plan the demons had set up in Green Mountain City. The ultimate goal of the blood demon formation was to summon the more powerful demons. The system and Su Yan'er had already guessed this.

Unfortunately, this fellow had run into Su Xing the moment he arrived. It could be said that he was unlucky!

The miserable state of Green Mountain City appeared in Su Xing's mind, and his voice suddenly became as cold as an ice mountain.

"I don't care if you are the demon king or the demon emperor. You are dead meat today."

After saying that, a hundred refined iron axes appeared in Su Xing's hand, and a strong killing intent burst out from the spot.

"Cut!"

Su Xing had not mastered many martial arts techniques, but his cultivation had reached the point where he could destroy the world with a casual strike.

With this strike, the huge axe condensed by the Immortal power had an overwhelming momentum, and wherever it passed, it instantly cut anything in its way in half wth its sharp Qi.

Demon King Antoine's eyes were filled with shock!

"How is this possible? How can this human youth be so strong?"

He originally thought that the youth in front of him was only able to stay awake in its demonic rain because he had a magic artifact protecting his body.

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Then, he realized that he had made a wrong judgment. The sharp attack that was aimed at him right now was so powerful that even a ninth-transformation Ascension Realm demon would not be able to withstand it.

"Don't be too arrogant. I'll fight you!"

Antoine's huge body began to release monstrous demonic Qi, covering the sky and the sun for a moment.

He absorbed all the red light into his body. As the blood Qi in the surroundings was completely absorbed, Antoine used all his strength to unleash a demonic divine ability.

"Demonic Qi armor!"

Rumble!

The huge Immortal iron axe exploded the air with the strength that could break an army of ten thousand soldiers. A huge crack appeared on the ground in front of him.

Su Xing used his flying technique and flew to the sky. He looked at a cloud of dust.

"I haven't even used half of my strength yet. is the so-called great demon king not good enough?"

"Humph! He's just a demon that doesn't look like much. How dare he come to my Eastern Wastelands!"

Roar!

Antoine let out a furious roar. Obviously, the attack just now was not pleasant.

"Damn it! Where did this monster come from?"

If it had not been for the demonic Qi armor that was formed in time, the attack just now might have seriously injured him.

Antoine used his divine ability, and his body suddenly turned into a ten thousand feet giant beast. The demonic Qi on his body also increased sharply, and there was a sound in the air of something being crushed.

The ground under his feet could not bear the weight, and instantly, deep pits were formed from the pressure.

At this time, Su Xing's expression also became somewhat serious. Antoine's current aura had already reached the peak of the ninth transformation of the Ascension Realm, and he was only one step away from entering the half-step Human Immortal Realm.

"Human brat, die before this king!"

Antoine roared angrily, and an incomparably huge flame spewed out from his huge mouth like a volcanic eruption.

It could be seen that he seemed to have realized that Su Xing was not easy to beat. He immediately used his killing intent and wanted to kill Su Xing in one move.

The demons seemed to have a special talent. Through some kind of method, they could often stimulate a powerful strength that surpassed their own. The four blood-robed men from before were the same, and the current demon king Antoine was the same as well.

"Hmm? This move is barely enough for?me?to make a move!"

Su Xing's indifferent voice fell to the ground, and he raised his hand to strike out with another axe.

This time, the giant axe formed was a few times stronger than before. It was released from Su Xing's hand, and with every step forward, it would become bigger. After traveling for dozens of meters, it was comparable to Antoine's own body size!

"Who's bigger? I'll show you what a giant really is."

The giant axe carried endless power as it hacked at the lava flames that Antoine had spewed out.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the earth-shattering sound of the giant axe colliding with the lava was heard. The sound was so loud that it shook the sky and Earth.

An inexplicable aura soared into the sky and rose higher. Even Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling, who had retreated dozens of miles, could not help but widen their eyes when they felt the monstrous power.

"Senior Brother Su Xing is fighting with that monster. Senior Brother…"

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"Senior brother is… so powerful!"

The two girls were shocked.

Su Yan'er's feelings were the most obvious. She knew that the battle between the two of them had far surpassed their expertise.

"Senior Brother has already surpassed the limit of the Eastern continent. He is getting closer and closer to the Emperor Realm."

Shen Yaoling, who was standing aside, was suddenly absent-minded when she heard that.

Such a battle had already surpassed the might of the Ascendance Realm. Was this the strength of their eldest Senior Brother?

…

Roar, roar!

"You… you're not human!"

Antoine let out a furious roar of fear.

He could already be considered as one of the best among the demons. There should not be anyone in the Eastern Wastelands who could match up to him, but his young man had actually easily chopped his waist with an axe!

What kind of joke was this? The highest level in the Eastern continent was Ascension and Circulation Realms. How could such an existence appear?

Antoine's huge demonic eyes were filled with fear and shock.

"I'm not human? You only know now! However, it seems like you've understood too late."

Su Xing sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

Antoine's huge demonic eyes suddenly shook when he felt a sharp pain.

Its huge body lost its support and fell to the ground.

"How is this possible? I am the king of the demon race. How can I die?"

How tragic! It was not easy to summon him, but he had met such a perverted human youth. He seized his last moments and looked around with all his strength.

He never thought that he would die the just minutes after he stepped into the Eastern continent.

It was too late for regrets!

Su Xing stood in the air, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Looking at the demon king who was no longer alive and who was shrinking smaller and smaller, he stepped into the air and arrived in front of the demon king.

The blood rain stopped, and the blood on the ground began to fade away. Suddenly, the dark blood light at the bottom of the pit flashed and disappeared

Suddenly, the red blood light under Antoine also flashed and disappeared.

"Hey! Is there something happening?"

Su Xing's attention was attracted by the fading blood light. With a thought, he waved his hand and sent a stream of Immortal power over.

"Eh?!"

Su Xing frowned slightly, and a strange look appeared in his bright eyes.

He originally wanted to cast a spell to remove the flashing thing, but he did not expect it to fail.

Chapter 162: The Appearance of the Son of Fate

At this moment, Antoine had already revealed his true form. He looked like a stone turtle covered in lava, and there seemed to be something under his shell.

Su Xing kicked away Antoine, and his slightly large body appeared.

A long sword that was similar to Antoine's skin color and a scarlet-red bead immediately appeared in front of him, suspended in the air.

"A sword and a bead?"

Su Xing held it in his hand, and a warm aura diffused through his palm.

Could this be a treasure that the demon king had dropped and left behind ?

Then, he activated his purple demon eyes and looked again, but he still could not see anything. Since he could not make out the details of the two, Su Xing thought for a while and put them into the system storage space.

"It's finally over!"

Su Xing swept his gaze around and let out a turbid breath.

After confirming that there were no abnormalities in the surroundings, he put Antoine's corpse into the system's backpack, lit the ruins with fire, and then turned around to leave.

This place had already been transformed by the demon race into a land of devilish specters. Let the Great Fire purify the sins that had been committed here!

Su Xing sighed and his figure flew into the sky.

In the next moment.

In the depths of the various sects, the ancestors who were in seclusion had all opened their eyes.

At the edge of a cliff in the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, four skinny figures who were sitting on the ground suddenly opened their eyes as well. Their eyes were filled with doubt.

One of the really old men who seemed to have turned into a withered tree muttered to himself.

"After waiting for a thousand years, the legendary Son of Fate who transcended the shackles has finally appeared!"

"I hope that this time, he will succeed."

"The Son of Time and Fate!"

A moment later, a beautiful figure landed at the edge of the cliff.

"Four ancestors, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Did something happen to the seal?"

Bai Xueling examined the seal and suddenly revealed a puzzled expression. However, the seal at the bottom of the cliff was just fine!

"Little Ling'er," an elder said in a hoarse voice.

"Little Ling'er, the seal is temporarily fine due to the suppression of the immortal array. We had asked you to come here for other reasons."

"Please speak, Elder!"

"The Son of Fate of the Eastern Wastelands has already appeared…"

Hearing this, Bai Xueling's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank.

…

At the same time.

In a thatched cottage at the back of the mountain of the Clear Water Sect. An old woman who was resting under a tree suddenly narrowed her eyes and hurriedly shouted.

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"Someone!"

As her voice fell.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A few figures quickly appeared and stood respectfully in front of the old ancestors.

"Pass down the order."

"Please give the order, ancestor!"

"The Son of Fate has appeared. From today onwards, our Clear Water Sect will do our best to find the Son of Fate and provide him with all the conveniences he needs."

These people were all cultivators with white hair, but they could not help but lower their posture in front of the old woman in respect.

This person was the ancestor of the Clear Water Sect, and he was also a cultivator of the most senior generation of the Clear Water Sect.

"Ancestor, who is this Son of Fate? Where should we go to find him?"

The old ancestor was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he said.

"The Son of Fate has gathered all the fate of the Eastern Wastelands into one body. He must have an extraordinary appearance. His cultivation has already broken through the shackles, and he can easily be called a promising young man."

Hearing these words, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Extraordinary appearance? Extraordinary cultivation? Where could they find such a person?

"…"

All the old factions that had been around for a thousand years immediately received a message from their forefathers.

It was as if they had pushed down the greatest barrier and all the major factions began to take action one after another, joining in the search for this Son of Fate.

There were even countless rumors spreading.

Some said that the demon race was going to launch a counterattack and that they were going to make a big move soon. Some said that there was a certain treasure that could reach the heavens that had appeared in the world. Every family sent out people to search for it.

These questions spread far and wide, and their versions were all different.

For a time, it became a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner, all while they resisted the advances of the demon race.

…

A thousand miles away, in the underground demon race's palace, Chen Youliang, the holy son of the demons, opened his eyes, which looked like they had been dipped in blood, and a strange red light flickered in the darkness.

"Oh! The first test subject is dead. Interesting."

"Recently, the forces of the Eastern Wastelands have started to fight back, so we have to keep a low profile for a while."

In the dark space, a figure walked out from behind.

"Your Highness, do you want me to go to Green Mountain City to take a look?"

"A demon king was killed by someone. I think there must be something fishy going on."

Chen Youliang stood up slowly, a strange smile on his face.

"There's no need for that. Dead things are of no value after they die. The sacrificial rites in other places should start as soon as possible. Just wait. Half a month later, we will launch a large-scale counterattack."

The figure responded and retreated into the darkness.

"Eastern Wastelands? Hehe, it's just a small place."

Chen Youliang walked into the secret chamber behind the screen with a cold smile. When he saw Mo Shenghong who was looking good, the smile on his face became even wider.

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"Old Thief Mo, how have you been!"

Ever since he had absorbed too much of the Human Emperor's bloodline and almost caused Mo Shenghong's death, he had not entered this secret chamber for a long time.

He had asked his subordinates to use so many spirit herbs to help Mo Shenghong recuperate until now. It was time to ask for something in return.

"Hey!"

Upon seeing the person who had come, Mo Shenghong's face instantly turned cold.

"Chen Youliang, you're finally here!"

"Are you planning to make a move on me this time?"

"Senior! Yang'er has fattened up. You should at least come and take a look."

"You…"

Comparing him to a beast, when Mo Shenghong heard such insulting words, his slightly pale face was immediately filled with anger.

A scholar could be killed but not humiliated. Although he had already been reduced to a prisoner, he was not someone who would allow others to humiliate him.

Seeing Mo Shenghong's face full of determination to die, Chen Youliang smiled sinisterly.

"It's not easy to want to die. You should be grateful that I sent you to reunite with your son in the afterlife. Keke!"

"You probably don't know yet. Your first prince has already been killed by Mo Yuanqing."

"The brother betrayed the father, and sister killed brother. Don't you think it's very interesting?"

Chen Youliang's words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Mo Shenghong's heart.

During the time he had been imprisoned, Mo Shenghong had thought a lot and thought through so many things. Now, he no longer hated Mo Wudao. All he had was guilt.

When he suddenly heard this strange news, he was stunned.

Seeing his expression, Chen Youliang laughed happily again.

"Haha, I suddenly changed my mind."

"I'll give you a day to digest this news. I'll come back tonight."

This was the best way to kill someone, slowly.

Mo Shenghong stood there in a daze. He did not even realize when Chen Youliang had left. A sigh came from the empty secret chamber.

…

A big fire spread rapidly.

The flames soared to the sky, illuminating the entire sky!

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated bit by bit until they completely disappeared. The dark clouds over Green Mountain City dispersed, revealing a new moon, the bright moonlight shining down.

A figure gradually walked further and further away.

Tonight was destined to be a restless night.

The plague of the demon race was happening throughout the entire Eastern Wastelands tonight. Under the cover of the gloomy night, it was a scene of chaos and slaughter!

Although not many people knew that Su Xing had killed demon king Antoine, it was like lighting a fuse that was ready to be fired. What was missing was the fire in the hearts of the humans of the Eastern Wastelands who had been suppressed all this time.

All the major forces of the Eastern Wastelands, as well as every kingdom and empire, and even every single cultivator began to resist the demons under the leadership of the general.

There was a saying that when things reached their limit, they would rebel. Under the oppression of the demon race for a long time, the cultivators of the Eastern continent were completely awakened.

The Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, which originally had found it difficult to support themselves, also received support from all sides.

Chapter 163: The Sword Saint of the Clear Water Sect

When Demon King Antoine died, the strange phenomenon in the sky instantly disappeared.

The oppressive aura in the air also gradually decreased and disappeared.

Lei Mingyuan and the others, who were fighting against the demon race, immediately felt the pressure on their bodies lessen by a large margin.

The devilish aura of the demon race members, who were originally fearless and were rising again and again like cockroaches that could not be killed, also weakened with the passage of time.

It was obvious that the frequency of their attacks had slowed down compared to before.

Oh no!

He followed Ye Youji's gaze and looked over.

Lei Mingyuan, who was originally fighting successfully with two demons who were both at a great cultivation level, had gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

And although the disciples had obtained a moment of breathing time with the help of the Heavenly Elemental Formation, the situation was still not optimistic.

Ye Youji gritted his teeth and prepared to gather everyone to remove the formation and instead, directly fight with the demons.

At this moment, more than a thousand streams of light flew overhead from afar. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared on their faces.

A group of sect disciples dressed in white rushed into the arena.

"Who are you? You're courting death!"

Hundreds of demons had also noticed the arrival of these blinding streaks of light at this moment, and they hurriedly stopped their steps to attack the approaching formation.

"We're the disciples of the Clear Water Sect. We have been ordered to come and eliminate the demons."

"You demons and devils, come forward and die without haste!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The disciples of the Clear Water Sect drew their swords and fought with hundreds of demons.

"Xu Changqing, it's actually him!" Ye Youji recognized one of the figures at a glance.

If it was really him, then he could make a move and remove the formation. Ye Youji called out to the other disciples in a clear voice.

"Get out of the formation and help the fellow Daoists of the Clear Water Sect get rid of the demons!"

Seeing that reinforcements were coming, the disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect, who had been holding back their anger, rushed out of the formation and charged toward the demon army without hesitation.

In an instant, the cultivators rallied up the demon army, intimidating them into two groups and suppressed them.

High in the sky, Lei Mingyuang retreated with a single strike and could not stop laughing.

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"Hahaha!" We have never been fighting alone. It's simply wishful thinking to invade and destroy our Eastern continent."

Seeing the situation reverse, the faces of the two demon race experts immediately darkened.

The two of them looked at each other, and the scarlet killing intent in their eyes was instantly transmitted.

It was not a good sign that someone had come to support the cultivators!

As for now, only some Nascent Soul Stage and Golden Core Stage cultivators had come. If a few more cultivators of those stages or above had come, then they might be stuck here!

For now, they could only…

They looked at Lei Mingyuan with eyes full of killing intent. "Die!!!"

The two demon experts shouted at the same time, and their cultivation erupted without holding back, instantly turning the air surrounding them into two black clouds.

The black clouds mixed with dense demonic Qi shot toward Lei Mingyuan's body.

Although he had already escaped from the battle, Lei Mingyuan had not ignored the existence of the two people. However, he was still tired, and the moment the attack was launched, he felt the shocking killing intent.

His body had suffered some injuries from the previous fight. The strange black gas seeped into his body through the wounds on his torso and limbs. At this moment, although he looked relatively fine, his strength had been reduced by more than 30% .

Facing the attack of the demonic gas, Lei Mingyuan could only grit his teeth and take it head-on.

A hearty laughter came from not far away.

In the next moment, a middle-aged man dressed in white with a long sword at his waist appeared in front of Lei Mingyuan with an elegant and handsome aura.

"Haha, Elder Lei, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to me to take over."

Seeing the person who had come, Lei Mingyuan's expression froze, but he did not put up a brave front. Instead, he fell to the side to watch the battle.

If the people he had seen just now were the basic forces of the Clear Water Sect, then the person in front of him now could be said to be a cultivator with outstanding combat strength. He was one of the sword cultivators who were on par with the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect's Bai Xueling, and was the closest to being a sword saint!

It was the sword saint of the Clear Water Sect, Yin Zhiping.

Just as Lei Mingyuan was thinking about the elegance of this sword saint, Yin Zhiping only struck out with one sword and landed lightly on the ground.

Huh?

It ended just like that?!

The demonic Qi attack that had been so menacing was now like a thin piece of paper, weak and powerless.

A tearing sound was heard, and the two demon experts that had turned into black clouds instantly pierced through.

Then, they dissipated into a sphere of gas.

A breeze blew over… and they dissipated into the world.

Yin zZhiping glanced at them proudly, then sheathed his sword and walked towards Lei Mingyuan.

At this moment, under the siege of the disciples of the Clear Water Sect and the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect, the remaining hundreds of demons were gradually killed. Two figures, one green and one white, constantly shuttled through the demon army, as if they were starting to collect rewards in a competition.

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Yin Zhiping and Lei Mingyuan naturally did not need to intervene in such a battle. Originally, they intended to temper with the battle and take their disciples apart from the demons. Seeing that their disciples had already stabilized the situation, the two of them became spectators for a moment.

Lei Mingyuan nodded, his face revealing a gratified expression. The disciples were doing so good! However, he still turned his head to look at the other white figure.

"The disciples of the Clear Water Sect are indeed the cream of the crop. I haven't seen Martial Nephew Yin for a long time, and his cultivation has made a significant breakthrough."

Upon hearing someone praising his disciple, Yin Zhiping's expression eased up a little.

Although the Clear Water Sect and the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect both belonged to the top ten sects, and their relationship had always been good, they would still compare each other in private. This could not be said to be an open competition or an internal struggle, it could only be said that cultivators could not help but have the desire to compete and compare.

Yin Zhiping's gaze also landed on the two figures who were competing with each other.

One of them was his beloved disciple Yin, and the other should be the young elites of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect.

However, he faintly felt that his disciple was better than him. This was not just a kind of intuition, but it was also influenced by the confidence in his heart.

A moment later, the demon race had been exterminated1

The disciples of the Clear Water Sect and the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect began to clean up the battlefield, arranging for the injured disciples to be treated, and sending the disciples who could not be saved back to the sect.

The remaining fire burned the corpses and traces of the demon race completely.

After settling everything, the disciples began to wait for orders on the spot.

At this moment, Ye Youji and a handsome youth dressed in white walked up.

"Elder Lei, the matter has already been dealt with!"

The white-robed youth glanced at Ye Youji, his calm eyes still containing a burning flame.

He walked up to Yin Zhiping and said. "Master, I've fulfilled your orders."

Lei Mingyuan and Yin Zhiping looked at each other in tacit understanding, then turned their gazes to their respective disciples.

"Who won?"

"Your disciple has slain 108 demons!" The white-robed youth said as he looked provocatively at Ye Youji.

Eh… was this some competition?

Ye Youji smiled helplessly.

"The number of demons who died at my hands was a total of 97."

Upon hearing this, Lei Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder and said to smooth things over.

"Many thanks to fellow Daoists from the Clear Water Sect for coming to help us today. After the demons are completely eliminated, my Mysterious Sky Sword Sect will definitely send people to your sect to worship the mountains."

"Elder Lei, what are you talking about? The demons have once again wreaked havoc in the Eastern Wastelands, and none of us cultivators can sit idly by and watch. The Mysterious Sky Sword Sect has taken the initiative to send people down the mountains to fight against the demons."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries and discussed the recent situation in the Eastern Wastelands.

After a moment of conversation, their expressions soured.

Chapter 164: Forgotten Items

In the Eastern Wastelands, the anti-demon operation was in full swing.

The various sects and the powers of the secular dynasties that had been watching from the sidelines also joined in the extermination of the remnants of the demon race.

What was strange was that after the demon race had lost a portion of their troops, they actually mysteriously disappeared.

In the following period of time, no matter how many people searched for them, other than a few lower-level demonic creatures who had been hiding and could not retreat in time, the once arrogant demon army had actually disappeared without a trace.

This had aroused the suspicion of many cultivators.

The demon army had left just like that?

It was obvious that things were not that simple. They had been scheming against the Eastern continent for a long time and would not give up easily, but whether they could actually leave the Eastern Continent or not was a mystery.

On the other side.

After dealing with the demon king who had suddenly appeared in Green Mountain City, Su Xing and the others set off on their journey to get rid of the rest of the demons and defend their way.

But it was obvious that their next journey was destined to be fruitless.

Su Xing had planned to travel north along the Great Feng territory, flying at least to the Red Cliff for a thousand miles. After exterminating the demons along the way, he would turn to other places for battle.

But after flying for two days, he came to a stop gloomily.

Where was the demon army that he had been promised? He had been travelling for hundreds of miles, but there wasn't even a shadow of a demon.

He saw many displaced mortals instead.

Su Xing and the others followed a group of refugees and came to a village that was still relatively intact.

These refugees had their homes burned down by the demon race, so they had no choice but to embark on the road of wandering. Some of them were even unable to escape the pursuit of the demon race, and they were kidnapped by the demon race not long after they left.

Hearing their recount, Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling's faces turned gloomy.

"What the demon race has done is truly heartbreaking and insane. If I were to encounter it, she would definitely let them taste death." As she spoke, Shen Yaoling clenched her fists and waved them in the air a few times, displaying a fierce expression.

The refugees passing by were instantly confused by her actions.

A few kind-hearted women came forward to dissuade her. "Young lady, we appreciate that you have such a heart, but the demons are all demons who can fly in the sky and escape the earth. It's better for you not to waste your lives."

"That's right! It's the greatest fortune is to be alive these days!"

"Sigh! Our villagers were all captured by those beasts of the demon race, leaving us powerless women. What should we do in the future?"

Hearing this, Su Xing and the others felt a trace of compassion.

The world was not benevolent and treated people like dogs. The cultivators were high and mighty, but only these mortals suffered undeserved disasters.

The common people of the world had suffered for a long time!

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But this was the law of this world. The strong preyed on the weak, and natural selection prevailed.

In such a world, the weak would be beaten mercilessly.

Only by constantly becoming stronger could one day be able to control one's own fate, but before that, one could only become a duckweed at the mercy of the wind and rain.

A mysterious aura appeared in Su Xing's mind, and his originally calm state of mind suddenly rippled.

The things around him quietly moved away from him. In the next moment, he looked around and seemed to be on the surface of a calm lake in the depths of the lake. He walked aimlessly on the surface of the water, and his body slowly sank into the lake. However, he did not seem to notice it, and continued to walk forward with his head lowered.

The lake water spread to his chest, abruptly waking him up.

Just as he recovered his senses and was about to leave the lake, he suddenly realized that he had returned to reality.

Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling were staring at him curiously, as if they had discovered something strange.

"Junior Sisters, what's wrong?"

Su Yan'er was also a little puzzled. She shook her head and said, "Senior brother just entered a strange state. We don't know what exactly happened."

Shen Yaoling, who was worried by the side, also nodded. Clearly, Su Xing's performance just now made her a little worried.

When she saw Su Xing wake up, a smile appeared on her face again.

At this moment, a familiar notification sound rang in Su Xing's mind again.

"Beep, beep!"

"Host has sensed the path of mortals. Congratulations, host, for obtaining a strand of Great Dao Sensing."

Did he just enter the path of mortals?!

Su Xing opened the system and checked it suspiciously. Surprisingly, there was an additional attribute in the system.

"[ System: Check in to System 2.0 every day ]

[ Host: Su Xing ]

[ Strength: early stage of the Human Immortal Realm (15%)]

[ affiliation: Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, Sunset Peak ]

[ Supernatural ability: destiny-born immortal sword, twelve sword techniques, meteorite primordial divine art, aerial ladder, purple demon eyes ]—— true meaning of returning to the mortal realm.

[ Great Dao: Mortal Great Dao (1%)]

Primary Roulette chance 0 times, Intermediate Roulette chance 1 time.

Note: Great Dao can improve the comprehension of cultivators when they cultivate. Each of the 3,000 Great Dao has different comprehension methods. Mastering a complete Great Dao is the key to becoming an emperor."

After the system's explanation, Su Xing finally understood what the so-called Great Dao was.

However, there was still a long way to go before he reached the emperor-level. It was not the time for him to think about this.

After checking for a while, just as he was about to exit the system, a golden item in his backpack caught his attention.

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It was the Heavenly Desolate Body, one of the ten great Heavenly Desolate Bodies in the world!

Looking at the Heavenly Desolate Body that was buried in the corner, Su Xing secretly laughed and cursed.

After Li Yiyi became his disciple, the heavenly physique ability was automatically distributed to his backpack, but after a series of events, he had forgotten about it.

If not for this inexplicable realization, he would not have thought of this.

Guilty, guilty, guilty!

Su Xing immediately pressed the use button on the system.

Suddenly, a cool feeling spread all over his body. Su Xing could not help but look at the clothes on his body. When he saw that everything was intact, he was relieved.

At this time, the sky was already dark.

The three of them found a simple residence in the village and planned to rest here for the night.

As soon as they entered the house, Su Xing walked into his room and sat cross-legged on the ground to feel the changes in his body.

Perhaps it was because of his mortal-returning ability, other than feeling that his body had become more muscular and his outline more distinct, he did not seem to notice anything special.

Just as Su Xing was admiring his figure, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Junior sister, why are you here?"

Su Xing subconsciously turned around and saw Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling pacing back and forth at the door, as if hesitating whether to enter.

Just as he was feeling a little puzzled by the strange expressions of the two girls, Shen Yaoling stretched out her hand and pointed at his abdomen.

Woah!

"Wow! Senior Brother Su Xing, you actually have eight-pack abs…"

Su Xing: "…"

Whoosh!

Su Xing hurriedly put on his long robe at lightning speed, and his face suddenly became a little stiff.

"Senior Brother, are you okay? Ling'er will help you with whatever!" Shen Yaoling walked forward, pulled on Su Xing's sleeve, and asked with concern.

"No, it's fine…"

They were all on the same side. If she saw his great physique, she would not be at a disadvantage!

Su Xing hinted to himself.

Su Yan'er, who was at the side, blushed slightly. She stole a glance at Su Xing's abdomen, then quickly turned her head.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little envious of Junior Sister Shen Yaoling.

She could rush forward and pull on Su Xing's sleeve without any scruples, while she could only pretend to be nonchalant as she watched from the side.

No! What are you thinking? That's your Senior Brother.

Su Yan 'er habitually looked at the sky, and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Chapter 165: Senior Brother Let Me Give It a Try

It was obvious that this world was not that open. Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling's slightly red cheeks did not fade away for a long time.

Su Xing laughed dryly.

"Oh right, Junior Sisters, why aren't you resting in your room?"

Although the three of them were Senior Brothers and Sisters, Su Xing still had to think about his Junior Sister's reputation. When it came to serious matters, the two girls' faces immediately returned to normal.

In the quiet night, three figures silently left the village.

Su Xing used his flying technique and led Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling to the southeast in pursuit.

Two hours later, two figures on flying swords appeared in their line of sight. They were flying forward one after the other.

The figure in front walked and stopped, as if he was injured.

The cultivator following behind them appeared to be very relaxed.

Like a cheetah hunting, he was not in a hurry to start a fight. Instead, he hung behind the former, trying to use this method to drive the cultivator in front to exhaust his energy.

Su Xing's perception told him that the cultivator in front should be a cultivator in the early stage of the Mastery Stage, while the cultivator chasing behind him was in the peak stage of the Mastery Stage. He was only one step away from the Crossing Calamity Stage.

Looking away, the three of them looked at each other.

Obviously, this was what Su Yan'er and Shen Yaoling had discovered, the two cultivators who had directly passed through the village from above.

Su Xing only knew one of these two people, but it was not difficult to guess their identities from the clothes they wore.

They were dressed in long clothes with no patterns embroidered on them, but there was a scarlet mark on their chest, just like a scarlet sun.

There was only one sect in the entire Eastern Wastelands that wore such clothes.

It was none other than the Selfless Sect, one of the ten great sects.

The Selfless Sect was particular about the integrity of the four major sects. They advocated simple clothes, and the red sun on their chest represented maintaining their original heart.

If there were any cultivators who knew them here, they would definitely be surprised by the identities of the two people in front of them.

The one flying in front was none other than the Great Elder of the Selflless Sect, Daoist Heartless. What was more interesting was that the person chasing after him was not a mere cultivator either. It was none other than the Sect Master of the Selfless Sect, Daoist Zuo, who had died a long time ago!

It turned out that the plot to frame the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect was seen through by Yin Yijun in the main hall of the Clear Water Sect. Daoist Heartless then sneaked away when no one was paying attention to him.

He originally planned to sneak back to the sect and plan something big again.

After he left the Clear Water Sect, he was attacked by the mastermind behind the scenes, Daoist Zuo, and was seriously injured.

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After that, Daoist Heartless did not know what he was planning. He stopped attacking and followed behind him.

If he wanted to turn back to the Clear Water Sect, he would be attacked by Daoist Zuo. Just like that, he was chased like a poor duck into a remote mountain forest.

Daoist Wuxin turned back to look at him unwillingly.

He never thought that he would end up being chased by Daoist Zuo after working for him.

After thinking for a moment, Daoist Wuxin could not take it anymore and stopped.

Even if he continued to flee, it would be useless. Zuo priest clearly did not intend to let him off. Instead, he was toying with him like a rat.

He had had enough. Even if he wanted to die, he could not let this bastard who had crossed the river and destroyed the bridge get away with it.

"Why? I'm doing this for you, yet you want to kill me."

Sorrowful! His heart was filled with sorrow, and heartless priest's eyes were about to explode from staring. A wave appeared in his hand and condensed into a sharp palm wind that struck at Daoist Zuo behind him.

"Haha! How much ability do you have now? You're overestimating yourself!"

Daoist Zuo laughed sinisterly. He waved his hand and kept the incoming palm wind into his sleeve.

"I'll return it to you!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the palm wind that was originally flying at Daoist Heartless instantly knocked him down.

With a scream, Daoist Heartless fell down.

"Daoist Zuo, you killed your own fellow disciples. You will die a horrible death…"

"A horrible death? ! Haha, it seems that you will never see that day!"

Daoist Zuo let out a weird laugh and flew toward Daoist Heartless, who was falling to the ground in a sorry state. A strong aura pressed him to the ground.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled to this!"

"Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me?"

Daoist Heartless screamed crazily, but he could not move at all. He could only watch as Daoist Zuo approached him step by step.

"Kill you? Who asked you to do such a bad job? You should at least find a scapegoat to take the blame!"

"Otherwise, if you don't die, I might be the one to die in His Highness' place. I don't want to die."

Thinking of Chen Youliang's temperamental style, a trace of fear appeared on Daoist Zuo's face.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame the Mysterious Sky Sword sect!"

"Oh! Then tell me, what does this have to do with my Mysterious Sky Sword Sect?"

"Who is it? Get out here for me."

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Hearing the voice, Daoist Zuo stopped and looked around with a serious expression.

"I am the Sect Master of the Selfless Sect. I am dealing with the traitors of the sect. Please leave quickly."

As his voice fell, a handsome young man walked out. Behind him were two beautiful women, one on his left and one on his right.

If it was any other time, Daoist Zuo could not help but sigh. What a pair of talented and beautiful women. However, at this moment, he was clearly not in the mood.

"It's you! You are Bai Xueling's disciple? !"

Daoist Zuo's expression was gloomy, and his eyes revealed a naked killing intent.

Coincidentally, Su Xing had met him once in the Great Hall of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect. At that time, Su Xing had deliberately taken a few more glances because of his strange clothes. He did not expect to see such a scene after so many days.

"Brat, there's a path to Heaven, but you didn't take it. You barged into Hell without a door."

"It's fine if you died, but you even implicated two beauties. Hahaha!"

Daoist Zuo's laughter stopped. He turned his hand and released an attack filled with black gas. The black gas, mixed with the power of the completion stage, turned into a pitch-black palm print and slapped toward Su Xing and the others.

Eh?! What was going on? They could still laugh.

A trace of suspicion flashed through Daoist Zuo's heart.

"Run quickly and report to your sect that Daoist Zuo has betrayed the east barren and joined the demon race."

Daoist wuxin, who was on the verge of death, seemed to have triggered his conscience or something else. He suddenly condensed his remaining spiritual energy and blocked in front of Su Xing and the others.

"Run! I'll stop him!"

Daoist Wuxin drained all of his spiritual energy and looked at the attack that he had blocked. Then, he collapsed on the ground.

Eh? This person was not hopeless.

Su Xing was going to attack himself, but Su Yan'er walked out from the side.

"Junior Sister, what are you doing?"

A determined look appeared in Su Yan'er's eyes, as if she had made up her mind.

"Senior Brother Su Xing, let me try!"

Ever since Su Xing defeated the demon king, Su Yan'er's pride and dignity as an empress had been broken in an instant. She did not want to hide behind Su Xing all the time, because if this continued, they would one day become people from two different worlds.

What she wanted to do was to follow Su Xing's footsteps and be his companion.

It was hard to imagine that an empress would have such negative thoughts.

At this moment, Shen Yaoling, who did not understand the situation, said in a serious tone.

"Senior Sister, do your best. Defeat that strange person who likes to laugh. Ling'er doesn't like him…"

Su Xing was stunned for a moment before he understood what Su Yan'er meant.

It seemed like he had been acting too much recently and had hurt the empress's self-esteem. However, he really did not do it on purpose. If he could continue being a salted fish, he wouldn't have bothered to take action. Wasn't this just a coincidence!