Wang Xuanyi stood in place, his eyes opening and closing. The two colors of Yin and Yang were reflected in his pupils, and a crimson flower pattern emerged within them, bizarre and enchanting.
“You're courting death!”
A single drop of bloody tear rolled down. Chaos qi filled his eyes like the breath of creation, and two brilliant lights shot out from them like two peerless, deadly weapons.
With a squelch, they pierced right through Han Xinyan's body.
“Mother!”
Lin Lulu's pupils contracted sharply. She gathered her mana, and a black skull manifested, its bone radiating an intense, malevolent energy as it emitted a deafening, demonic screech.
“You die too!”
Wang Xuanyi reached out with his large hand, slapping the skull and reducing it to dust. His other hand reached toward Lin Lulu's head, intending to crush it on the spot.
Right then, a Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivator lunged from the side, shrouded in black light. Holding a black staff, he swung it down hard toward Wang Xuanyi's head.
Boom!
Debris flew in all directions, and dust filled the air, completely covering the area.
The Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivator knew that his strike wouldn't be enough to completely kill this monster. He thrust his pitch-black, skeletal hand into the dust, unleashing a torrent of corroding demonic qi.
“Where is he?”
The dust scattered, but Wang Xuanyi was nowhere to be found.
Just as everyone was filled with doubt, Wang Xuanyi's voice echoed from above.
“Heaven-Treading Technique!”
Wang Xuanyi took a step forward. With a thunderous boom, laws manifested beneath his feet, the aura of the Great Dao flowed, and tens of thousands of strands of spiritual pressure descended.
Crash!
The ground trembled and caved in. The terrifying gravity felt like a hundred thousand mountains weighing down on the heads of the demonic cultivators, making it impossible for the six Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivators to even stand.
“Netherworld Ghost Claw!”
The Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivator thrust his pitch-black, skeletal hand upward against the gravity. However, the closer he got to Wang Xuanyi, the stronger the gravity became, until he could barely move a single inch.
Thud!
Wang Xuanyi took another step.
Brilliance spread from beneath his feet, sending ripples through the air. It continuously tore through the demonic cultivator who was struggling to advance, separating his skin, flesh, and blood layer by layer, until he finally collapsed into a heap of shattered bones.
He was like a descending deity, his entire body as brilliant as jade, his eyes swirling with chaos qi as he stood between heaven and earth, suppressing them all.
“Junior! Brother!!!”
Clutching the missing half of his face, Lin Ang, now overflowing with demonic qi, rushed over from dozens of miles away. The moment he arrived, he saw Han Xinyan's pierced body and his daughter suppressed underfoot.
How could he not be furious!
“Great Heavenly Demon Transformation!”
Lin Ang snarled, and countless wisps of black demonic qi converged on him. He drained the flesh and essence blood of the nearby corpses, causing his cultivation to surge once more.
Peak Soul Formation Realm!
Rumble!
Rolling thunderclouds gathered around Lin Ang. Purple lightning crackled within the endless demonic qi, condensing into a long spear, which he threw straight at Wang Xuanyi.
“Pierce!” the word burst from his lips.
The purple-black lightning spear tore through all restrictions, flying at a speed too fast to track.
Whoosh!
Chaos qi swirled in Wang Xuanyi's eyes. Looking at the spear that was powerful enough to heavily injure him, his face remained exceptionally calm. He tilted his body slightly, and the spear brushed past his cheek, cutting a few strands of his hair.
However, because of his dodge, the restriction below was lifted. The six Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivators soared into the sky, unleashing all kinds of lethal techniques.
For a moment, the black demonic qi flared, swallowing Wang Xuanyi whole.
Clap!
Seeing this, Lin Ang clapped his hands together and roared, “Seal!”
Countless black runes flowed like a river into the mass of demonic qi, radiating an obsidian light as the power of laws sealed Wang Xuanyi within.
His time at Tianzhu Peak had been the happiest years of his life.
He did not want to kill his master and Shi-niang, and similarly, he did not want to kill Wang Xuanyi, his lively and cheerful junior brother. He certainly did not want to watch them get devoured by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
“Junior Brother, have a good sleep. The demonic path is not entirely filled with bloodthirsty, ruthless people. You will eventually understand what your senior brother has done.”
“In the future, together with my wife and daughter, our Tianzhu Peak family can still live together.”
Lin Ang said gently. Even though half of his face had been shattered by Wang Xuanyi and his body was being corroded by Dao injuries, he did not blame his junior brother.
In his eyes, Xuanyi was still that lively, cheerful, and adorable little kid.
He was just going through a rebellious phase.
“Hehe...”
A light laugh drifted out from the seal.
Lin Ang and the remaining six Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivators froze, staring at the seal in shock. They saw the mass of black demonic qi being incinerated by a silver-white flame.
“Hehe. What 'overbearing demoness falls in love with the righteous senior brother' drama, what 'the demonic path values loyalty and gratitude while the righteous path schemes against each other,' hehehe...”
Wang Xuanyi held his forehead and laughed bitterly, bloody tears flowing from his eyes. His robes had been completely corroded by the black qi, exposing his flawless, perfect physique.
“It's all fucking bullshit!”
“A demon is a demon. A dog can't stop eating shit, and you can't change your nature!”
“I was a fucking idiot too. Back then, I actually cared about our brotherly bond, fantasizing that you and your beast of a wife would stay away from trouble, which was why I let you leave.”
“Now, I'm truly getting my retribution.”
Lin Ang frowned and barked, “Junior Brother, she is your senior sister. We belong to the same lineage. How can you insult your family like this?”
“Hehe... I really was a fucking idiot.”
Wang Xuanyi laughed in self-mockery, his expression suddenly turning ferocious. “You beasts, if I don't completely obliterate every single one of you today, I'll write my surname backward!”
“Arrogant!”
A Soul Formation Realm demonic cultivator immediately made his move. A black palm print shot toward Wang Xuanyi, surrounded by endless black qi that symbolized death.
“Ultimate Dao Seal!”
Wang Xuanyi met palm with palm. The Dao palace inside his body rumbled, chanting the sounds of the Great Dao. With a loud bang, the black palm print shattered, and the power of the Ultimate Dao Seal slammed toward his opponent.
Seeing this opening, Han Xinyan suddenly lunged from a distance, appearing behind Wang Xuanyi. The bone whip in her hand transformed into a spinal sword, and wrapped in black demonic qi, she stabbed forward.
“Die!”
Wang Xuanyi sidestepped to dodge the spinal sword, grabbed her by the neck, and poured laws into his palm to restrict her movements. With his other hand, he threw a Dao Destruction Fist.
Boom!
Han Xinyan's head was blasted to pieces by Wang Xuanyi, brain matter and blood splattering everywhere.
The reason he hadn't completely killed this beast earlier was because of the endless flesh, blood, essence, energy, and spirit on this battlefield, which had allowed her to recover.
“Mother!”
Lin Lulu roared, her pretty face twisting in rage. She charged recklessly at Wang Xuanyi, a layer of black demonic qi swirling around her body.
“Daughter, don't!”
Lin Ang called out to stop her, but it was already too late.
With a tearing sound, Wang Xuanyi, like an invincible god of war, tore through her protective demonic qi with his bare hands. With pure, raw violence, he ripped the charging Lin Lulu apart.
“Hmph!”
Wang Xuanyi shook his dirty hands, his face expressionless. “Go accompany your mother in death.”
However, right at this moment, Han Xinyan, whose head had been blasted to pieces by Wang Xuanyi's fist, bizarrely began to move again. Holding the spinal sword, she stabbed at Wang Xuanyi once more.
Clang!
Wang Xuanyi grabbed her wrist. Just as he was about to shatter it, the spinal sword gleamed with cold light, and a continuous stream of black qi gathered at the blade, shooting out a beam of black light.
Clang!
Wang Xuanyi's face remained calm. His law-covered hand blocked the attack, then crushed it, completely blowing Han Xinyan's body to pieces along with it.
Demonic cultivators were bizarre, and the techniques they practiced were incredibly evil.
This battlefield was covered in demonic qi, flesh, and blood, all of which served as rich nourishment for them. Unless their souls were completely obliterated, they would remain immortal and indestructible.
Otherwise, they would remain immortal and indestructible.
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