Chapter 232: Everyone battles the Blood Demon, Feng Feifei dies

Demon-Subduing General breathed a sigh of relief; with these people helping, that's enough—he alone couldn't match the Blood Demon, mainly because this Blood Demon's staying power isn't as great as that of ordinary strong foes; after fighting this long, it's still at its peak, completely unaffected.

As for him, his combat power drops with time, and drops quickly—this is the flaw of his cultivation method, like on a battlefield: first flourish, then wane, then exhaust; his staying power is worrisome.

Such killing energy harms the user, consumes too much; if he keeps fighting, defeat is inevitable, and in the end he will be devoured by the Blood Demon.

"Zhang Dongtian, what do you say?"

Zhang Dongtian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "General, you're joking; since the Blood Demon is hated by both men and gods, I naturally must act to kill him."

At this point, Zhang Dongtian is no fool; if he really acted oppositely, provoking everyone present, his fate would be grim.

Bai Chong is the same, joining in the attack; the Blood Demon's threat is too great—after fighting to this point, he shows no weakness at all, but rather grows more terrifying; that aura makes even him feel he can't continue, they must kill him quickly, otherwise endless trouble will follow.

Since we've moved, we might as well eradicate the root.

"Fellow cultivators, attack—kill him!"

Hearing that, the crowd surged forward together.

The encirclement began again.

The Blood Demon fought while retreating, repeatedly pulling and tugging to increase distance, keeping itself out of the encirclement; it also knew that facing the united crowd it wasn't a match, so by pulling back it could gradually break them down—this tactic was naturally seen by them.

The crowd closed in, not letting it escape; they were all the elite of various sects and forces—if anyone were a fool, they'd have been eliminated long ago.

However, some fought with all their strength, while others were merely putting on an act, or concealing their true power.

Zhang Dongtian and Bai Chong were precisely such.

Zhuge Ruolan and Feng Feifei saw through their thoughts, disliking the two all the more; yet they themselves were likewise cautious of Zhang Dongtian and Bai Chong.

The ones truly fighting were Ming Jianzi and Jing Yuheng, who teamed with the Demon-Subduing General to battle the Blood Demon.

Those harboring ulterior motives each had their own calculations.

They all thought of weakening their own side's strength while also wanting to kill the Blood Demon.

These two aims are not contradictory.

After Zhuge Ruolan acted, Yin Ghosts swirled and corroded the Blood Demon.

She glanced at Zhang Dongtian with both eyes, her heart on alert: "This Zhang Dongtian must be watched; who knows if he'll turn on us."

"This person is very cunning, and Bai Chong is the same; we must guard against their backstab."

Feng Feifei met Zhuge Ruolan's gaze; in an instant she understood her thought.

The two drew closer, attacking together; they harassed the Blood Demon from the side, using Yin Ghosts to bind it, harassing it, thus gradually eroding it—the Yin Ghost's aura and the Blood Demon's blood qi are opposite, giving a certain corrosive effect on blood qi.

Such harassment made the Blood Demon furiously angry, yet unable to draw near.

"Pfft."

The Yin Ghost appeared behind the Blood Demon at some unknown time, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

Its attack style was very strange.

It pierced the Blood Demon's chest, shaking its soul.

The Blood Demon's body differs from that of an ordinary person, possessing the fluidity of blood.

But the soul is different; once the soul is injured, the damage is permanent.

The Yin Ghost's attack targets the soul, making the Blood Demon greatly wary.

"These two little devils of the Yin Gui Sect must be killed first; those Yin Ghosts affect me greatly."

"Soul tremor greatly restricts me."

The Blood Demon glanced at Zhuge Ruolan and the others, killing intent condensing.

Zhuge Ruolan and Feng Feifei naturally understood that glance; they nodded, pressing their hands to the ground.

"Yin Gui Darkness."

"Yin Gui Devour."

Yin Ghosts emerged one by one from the ground formation, swiftly encircling the Blood Demon.

Zhuge Ruolan shouted loudly: "Everyone, attack—his soul is bound by me; destroy his flesh!"

Ming Jianzi drew his sword in an instant.

"Spirit Sword Slay."

The Spirit Sword Sect's sword technique is immensely lethal.

One strike, and the Blood Demon's head flew up.

A second strike, and its body split in half.

"Seven Slaughters Fist."

Seeing this, the Demon-Subduing General showed no mercy, unleashing a full-force punch that shattered the separated body and head.

Blood rain fell across the sky.

They bathed in the rain; Jing Yuheng struck again: "Incinerate."

Flames rose up.

Incinerating the blood.

Next, the Yin Ghosts devoured the soul.

This set of maneuvers is indispensable—none can be omitted.

True eradication leaves nothing behind.

For a moment, heaven and earth fell silent.

The blood qi seemed about to dissipate.

The flames' incineration seemed unable to utterly kill the Blood Demon.

"Hum."

The long spear trembled like a dragon.

「Thunder God. 」

On the long spear, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Lightning and thunder bombarded the surroundings.

Thoroughly destroyed the soul and the last of that blood.

After this move, Jing Yuheng felt somewhat weak, but his brow was tightly furrowed.

「The blood hasn't dissipated yet. 」

「This blood is……condensing. 」

At this moment, Jing Yuheng shouted: 「Be careful, the Blood Demon isn't dead yet; he is condensing his body. 」

Upon hearing this, everyone retreated in fear, worried that the Blood Demon would succeed in a sneak attack.

「Hum. 」

Zhuge Ruolan and Feng Feifei's faces changed; their retreating silhouettes were blocked.

A streak of blood-red liquid slowly formed behind them, gradually condensing into a figure.

The Blood Demon was right behind them.

「Run. 」

Zhuge Ruolan and Feng Feifei, without a word, scattered and fled.

At this time, nobody could look after anyone else.

「Hmph, you little rats of the Yin Gui Sect, you can't escape. 」

「I have sacrificed so much just to kill you. 」

「I'll start with you, little girl. 」

The Blood Demon's body flowed like light, leaving a red afterimage.

Feng Feifei let out a miserable cry: 「Save me. 」

Her body was pierced through in midair; her inner core was pulled out by the Blood Demon and stuffed into his mouth.

Immediately after, her body withered.

Blood rapidly drained; no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

「No! 」

Feng Feifei's body was enveloped by blood energy; in just a few breaths, she died completely.

The same fate as the Peerless Ghost.

The blood was swallowed.

The Blood Demon's body condensed again, returning to its original form.

He opened his mouth, full of fangs, not resembling a human.

But he is human.

「Kekehaha, so delicious, this deliciousness truly intoxicates people. 」

「Next is you, little rat. 」

The Blood Demon pointed at Zhuge Ruolan; his killing intent could not be concealed.

He no longer feared anyone present.

Having devoured Feng Feifei, then killing Zhuge Ruolan, then no one among these people could stop him.

「Hmph. 」

The Demon-Subduing General snorted coldly: 「With this general here, you shall not act recklessly. 」

Ming Jianzi's face was grim; he coldly glanced at Zhang Dongtian and Bai Chong. At that moment, the two of them did not act, but merely watched helplessly as Feng Feifei was killed—this was also part of their calculation.

These two are too hateful.

Zhang Dongtian felt somewhat guilty, not daring to meet Ming Jianzi's gaze.

Song Wu and Ge Xuan, like Ming Jianzi, coldly glanced and said: 「Fellow Daoist Ming Jianzi, some people cannot be trusted; we should hurry to kill the Blood Demon, then slowly settle scores with them. 」

Ge Xuan said angrily: 「Once the Blood Demon becomes a force, they won't be able to get away with it either. 」

「Idiot. 」