Chapter 477

"Why do you not take action to kill the demons?"

She looked at the two personal disciples and the various elders in front of her who had not moved, her expression cold as she frowned.

From just a moment ago, she had felt a chilling demonic Qi lingering around her, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Hehehehe..." A terrifying, cold laugh came from behind her.

The next instant, flames flickered.

A scorching magma dagger stabbed into her back, piercing through her lower abdomen!!

"Cough!"

Her expression was horrified, and she coughed out a large mouthful of blood, hurriedly channeling her cultivation technique.

Ice dust filled the sky, blowing away everyone around her.

Her breathing was rapid, and she felt a piercing pain in her heart; she waved her hand and shattered the dagger.

As a Half-Saint, after practicing the Cold Lotus Body, ordinary weapons could not hurt her, but scorching magic treasures could still heavily injure her.

Moreover, that kind of burn was difficult for the Cold Lotus Body to heal on its own!

The greatest weakness of the Cold Lotus Ice Peak Sect’s cultivation technique was mastered to perfection by these people!

The various elders and two personal disciples laughed coldly, their voices becoming increasingly strange.

An Luchen’s pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and only then did she discover that they were all demons!

These elders and personal disciples who had been with her day and night were actually transformed from demons!?

They had hidden themselves too perfectly...

"Sect Master, we... are the demon race." The Great Elder smiled indifferently and said in a low voice.

"How could we possibly harm our own kind."

As they spoke, they walked forward slowly and surrounded An Luchen.

The cultivation of a Demon Venerable spread out without any concealment!

A rotting demonic wind filled with the smell of blood swept across heaven and earth!

An Luchen’s gaze was icy as she stared fixedly at the crowd of demons.

“Impossible… With my cultivation, how could I be unable to distinguish between the demon race and the human race?”

She bit her lip lightly, unable to believe she had been deceived for so long.

As the sect leader of one of the Ten Great Sects, her strength was already at the pinnacle of humanity, yet she had made such a low-level mistake!?

“An Luchen, you cannot blame yourself for this.”

The Eighth Elder spoke, killing intent swirling in his eyes. His head shook, transforming into his demon form—hideous and terrifying.

“Everything relies on our Demon Lord, Lord Zituo!” his voice rasped.

“A hundred years ago, the Demon Lord wiped out the Shushan Sword Sect and destroyed every single sword manual there.”

“At the same time, he learned techniques from the remaining miscellaneous Shushan arts on how to completely conceal demon aura, integrating them into the Ancient Ancestor Art.”

“Thereby… benefiting thousands of demons.”

“Now that we have taken human form, it is difficult to tell us apart,” the Great Elder added with a sinister smile.

“The Demon Lord laid this plan a century ago, letting the strong among us infiltrate the human race to dismantle it one by one.”

“Lord Demon Lord’s schemes and layouts are unsolvable by heaven and earth.”

“To die under the Lord’s arrangements, you can die without regrets.”

The group sneered.

Upon hearing this, An Luchen’s pupils dilated slightly.

The Shushan Sword Sect… had actually been wiped out?

Had the demon race grown so strong that even the strongest sword sect in the mortal world could not match them?

Enduring the dual pain of body and soul, she formed seals with her jade hands and began to circulate her cultivation art to face the demons!

She was not an elite of this world, so although she was at the Half-Saint realm like Xiang Wuhui, the gap in their strength was like heaven and earth.

Facing the siege of so many Demon Venerables, she knew the situation was extremely perilous.

But she never thought of retreating!

If she could take them down with her before she died, it would be a service to the human people!

But the moment she activated her art, she found her meridians obstructed, making it difficult to channel her power.

She suddenly raised her head and looked toward the few of them.

“Haha, An Luchen, you are a noble Half-Saint expert; how could we not have taken precautions?”

The great demons smiled even more, their eyes filled with mockery.

“The Long Incense Sun Ling lit for you last night contains our ancient demon poison, which will prevent you from using your full power for 12 hours!”

Blood spilled from the corner of An Luchen’s mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She had never imagined she would die so pathetically.

“Han Feng, Sun Ling, you are actually both demons…”

“Yet I taught you everything I knew, passing on my ultimate arts.”

Looking at the two female disciples she had raised day and night, anger surged in her eyes as she bit her silver teeth.

She felt endless irony.

The two demons smiled indifferently.

“Hehe… We could not cultivate human arts at all; we had to modify them ourselves and integrate them into the Ancient Ancestor Art to practice.”

“Fortunately, we finally succeeded, and now our Ice Dao strength is not weak either.”

“In this regard, we still owe thanks to our Master.”

As they spoke, the two gripped their magma weapons and stepped forward to surround and kill her.

“Although we owe you for the teachings, you are ultimately a lowly human, so there is only a dead end for you.”

They wore eerie smiles, their demon aura spreading without restraint!

“A generation of Half-Saint, dying so humiliatingly, hahaha, how satisfying!”

“We shall return every bit of humiliation your human race gave us millions of years ago!”

The several elders also sneered and attacked.

In an instant, purple wind swirled across the sky, and demon aura pierced through, intent on burying her completely!

Just at this moment.

Hum!

Countless sword beams flashed in a complex web, shredding the entire curtain of demon aura.

The sword marks on the ground were like peerless sharp currents, sweeping across in an instant; even the spiritual Qi in the air was sliced into dust!

A young man in white, with handsome features and eyes as calm as a deep pool, stood suspended in the air, holding a soul sword burning with blue-purple radiance.

He was expressionless, looking down at the entire scene, his posture invincible.

It was none other than Su Ming’s clone, Su Sha!

The several Demon Venerables were instantly sent flying hundreds of meters, vomiting blood uncontrollably.

Their eyes were filled with shock; they could not believe the scene before them.

“How is this possible!?”

The demons’ faces were pale, and even their original forms had been slashed out.

Their bodies were covered in sword wounds, riddled with holes, and demon blood flowed everywhere.

They were all veteran Demon Venerables above level 68; otherwise, they would never have dared to infiltrate the Cold Lotus Ice Peak Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects.

Even if An Luchen hadn’t been poisoned or injured, it would have been impossible to repel them all so easily with a single strike!

So what if she was a Half-Saint?

A Half-Saint had not yet crossed that step; they were still within the realm of Venerables.

Could this person be a Sword Saint!?

The moment the words "Sword Saint" echoed in their hearts, the great demons on the battlefield all shuddered, their scalps tingling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

“No… impossible. If he were a Sword Saint, we would already be dead from that last strike.”

The Great Elder forced himself to stay calm and shouted.

The few demon clansmen nearby, who had previously been drenched in sweat, finally calmed down.

“Y-yes, that’s right.”