Chapter 235: Heaven's Ruined Daoist

Seeing the Wind Demon go completely berserk, it roared and charged at Jiang Feng.

Long Bad Dao stood aside, helplessly shaking his head.

At this moment, he no longer intended to make a move.

In his view, the Wind Demon is now a madman who has lost his mind.

The three brothers died miserably one after another; his Dao heart had long collapsed, his strength was less than one tenth, and charging now would be nothing but courting death.

But the next second, an accident occurred.

The Wind Demon, halfway through its charge, suddenly froze, then instantly turned into a dense black mist!

The mist flickered in the air, then rushed toward the distance in an instant, vanishing from the night in the blink of an eye.

He actually fled!

"Damn! That brat actually ran?"

Long Bad Dao was first stunned, then, angry, began stomping his foot.

"Damn! All three brothers are dead, and he actually ran? What a shameless fool!"

As he spoke, Long Bad Dao was about to chase, but before he could take a step, Jiang Feng blocked him.

"Stop the chase."

Long Bad Dao halted, turned his head toward Jiang Feng, a look of incomprehension on his face.

"Why not chase? Keeping this guy is also a disaster!"

Jiang Feng shook his head, his eyes carrying a hint of mockery.

"His Dao heart is already ruined; now he's a startled bird, his strength has sharply dropped, he can no longer become a Qi climate, there's no need to waste time pursuing him. Moreover, he betrayed Jiangnan Wang, and Jiangnan Wang will not let him survive."

Hearing this, Long Bad Dao stroked his chin, thought Jiang Feng's words reasonable, and gave up the thought of pursuing him.

Only he still felt a bit annoyed.

"What a cheap brat!"

He turned his head toward Jiang Feng, unable to hide his curiosity.

"By the way, Old Jiang, who exactly is Jiangnan Wang? He sounds intimidating; why did he spend such a huge price, sending four Grand Masters to kill you?"

Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders.

"Who knows? Maybe because I caused him to lose several hundred billion."

"What? Several hundred billion?"

Long Bad Dao's eyes widened instantly, and he inhaled a cold breath.

"You… you kid, you're something! To make Jiangnan Wang lose several hundred billion, what exactly did you do?"

Several hundred billion is no small amount; even a hidden clan would feel the pain for a long time after such a loss.

No wonder that Jiangnan Wang hates Jiang Feng so much, sparing no expense to send assassins of this caliber to kill him.

"I didn't do anything; it's just that this guy's brain isn't good."

Jiang Feng said lightly, his expression still laced with mockery toward Jiangnan Wang.

Long Bad Dao swallowed, and his gaze toward Jiang Feng changed.

"Good fellow! You're really a troublemaker! A grudge of several hundred billion—Jiangnan Wang certainly won't let it go!"

He paused, deliberately striking a conflicted pose.

"I need to think carefully now whether I should continue being friends with you; staying with you, who knows, maybe one day I'll be dragged into trouble because of you!"

"Boring."

Jiang Feng gave him a withered glance, too lazy to waste words with him.

After speaking, he turned and headed toward Jishi Hall.

Seeing this, Long Bad Dao immediately chased after with a mischievous grin.

"Just kidding! Just kidding! A few hundred billion is nothing, what's the big deal! We're brothers who would lay down our lives for each other; your trouble— with me around, see who dares to touch you!"

Meanwhile, at Jiangnan Wangfu.

The palace interior was brightly lit at this moment.

Jiangnan Wang sat on a red wooden Chair covered with tiger skin, eyes closed, nurturing his spirit, while a few maidservants stood nearby, attending him cautiously.

Suddenly, the door was slammed open, and a disheveled figure staggered in, none other than the Wind Demon who had just escaped.

He was drenched in blood, his mask long gone, revealing a snarling, twisted face.

The Wind Demon rushed to Jiangnan Wang, fell to his knees with a thud, and hammered his head heavily on the ground.

"Prince, forgive my crime! My subordinate is incompetent, could not kill Jiang Feng, and also…"

Jiangnan Wang was startled by the sudden commotion.

When he saw the Wind Demon kneeling on the ground, his brows instantly knit.

"Wind Demon? Why are you the only one who returned? Where are Thunder Demon, Rain Demon, and Lightning Demon?"

Logically, four Grand Masters teaming up should easily slay Jiang Feng, so why did only the Wind Demon come back?

The Wind Demon's eyes reddened the moment he heard Jiangnan Wang's question.

"Prince, Jiang Feng's strength is far more terrifying than we imagined! He is not an ordinary Grandmaster; he at least has the power of a Grandmaster Seventh Level! Our Four Brothers together are no match; the third, second, fourth… they were all killed by Jiang Feng with a single move, dying in a gruesome way…"

By the end, the Wind Demon's voice was tinged with crying.

After all, they were his own brothers!

"What? Grandmaster Seventh Level?"

Jiangnan Wang trembled all over, leapt up from the red wooden Chair, his face full of shock.

He staggered back two steps, barely steadied himself, and sat back down.

He never could have imagined Jiang Feng was this formidable!

He originally thought Jiang Feng was only a somewhat capable master, at most possessing the strength of a Grandmaster Initial Level, so he only sent the Western Frontier Four Demons.

The loss of several hundred billion had already made him deeply distressed.

Now losing the four trump cards, the Western Frontier Four Demons, is, for him, undoubtedly adding insult to injury!

At that moment, Si Jiannan also walked in from outside the door.

Si Jiannan went to Jiangnan Wang's side, bowed down, and whispered a few words into his ear.

Jiangnan Wang, after listening, had a trace of helplessness flash across his face.

He wearily waved his hand and said to Si Jiannan.

"Understood, go make arrangements, properly collect and enshrine the bodies of Thunder Demon and his two companions, and give them a proper burial."

"Yes, Prince."

Si Jiannan respectfully replied, turned around, and was about to leave.

"Wind Demon, you also find a place to rest well…"

"No!"

Wind Demon suddenly lifted his head.

"Prince, we can't just leave it at that! My three brothers died so terribly, this Blood Sea Grudge cannot go unanswered! That kid Jiang Feng must die!"

He is now consumed with thoughts of revenge and cannot accept the fact that his three brothers died so miserably.

If it weren't for revenge, he wouldn't have fled back.

Jiangnan Wang helplessly placed a hand on his forehead.

"Revenge? How to exact it? Even your Western Frontier Four Demons together aren't his match; among the people under my command, who else could kill him?"

Although he has many experts in his hand, there are hardly any who can compare with the Western Frontier Four Demons.

Even if they were sent, it would be a futile sacrifice.

He certainly doesn't think that sheer numerical superiority can bridge the gap with Jiang Feng's strength.

Wind Demon abruptly lifted his head, a flash of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Yes! My master, the Heavenly Ruin Daoist! My master has long reached the Grandmaster Ninth Level realm; his power is unfathomable. As long as we can get him to intervene, that mere Jiang Feng can be killed in an instant!"

"Heavenly Ruin Daoist?"

Jiangnan Wang's eyes instantly lit up upon hearing that.