Chapter 298: Death's Resentful Cry

Seeing the Luo Xia Sect disciples rush out, the Wisdom Tiger Demon King flew into a rage.

Soft tactics didn't work, so you're going hard? Since your scheme failed, you intend to force it?

What a Luo Xia Sect, treating my Huling as nothing—you don't even put my Tiger clan in your eyes.

His gaze swept over the masked men, as if searching for Yang Xian's figure.

And in the crowd, at that moment a masked man suddenly shouted.

"Hong Zun, you did well in this battle; once I take Huling, I'll wipe the slate clean of past matters."

"Huh???"

Hearing that, Hong Zun froze, while the Wisdom Tiger Demon King's gaze instantly locked onto the speaking masked man—it recognized the voice, which was Yang Xian's.

But Hong Zun was filled with doubt: Did I bring Yang Xian here? When I left this morning, didn't I specially give him a bowl of bewildering soup? How did he end up on the battlefield?

He glanced doubtfully at the masked man, but Hong Zun's reaction was also quick; he immediately replied.

"Yang Xian, this is the matter between your Luo Xia Sect and the Tiger clan; I've repaid your kindness."

"Good, the previous kindness is wiped clean."

"Yang Xian, you're courting death."

The Wisdom Tiger Demon King roared in anger; immediately the blood mist vanished, and the Slaughter Tiger that had still been present had long since disappeared.

It turned out that earlier, seeing the situation was wrong, it had slipped away long ago.

Afterwards the disciples followed the plan, pressing deep into Huling with great momentum, not hiding at all; but if you paid attention, it was easy to see that their speed was actually not fast.

At this moment a group of masked men appeared, including the one who had just imitated Yang Xian's speech—turns out he is an Outer Door Disciple of Divine Sword Peak.

"Junior Brother, you can do that? You still have this trick up your sleeve."

"Hehe, I learned some ventriloquism as a kid."

"Not bad, not bad, great ventriloquism."

The disciples advanced toward the depths of Huling without hurry or delay; not long after, they encountered a blockade of demon beasts, and there were many of them.

It was obvious that the Wisdom Tiger Demon King's side had responded.

"Kill them."

The leader was a demon king; upon seeing the crowd, he immediately shouted angrily.

The Luo Xia Sect is simply outrageous, launching such a grandiose attack on Huling as if the Tiger clan were soft persimmons to be squeezed however they pleased.

The demon beasts launched a full-scale assault; seeing that, the originally mighty crowd hesitated not, turning and fleeing.

Seeing that, many demon beasts were momentarily dazed.

"What does that mean?"

"Damn it, weren't you supposed to come attack Huling? Why did you just run?"

But having come this far, it's not as simple as saying you'll come and then saying you'll leave; immediately the lead demon king shouted angrily.

"Catch up to them and kill them."

"Do you think you can just leave? Right now, demon beasts from Huling surround us from all directions; today I will make sure these Luo Xia Sect disciples die in Huling no matter what."

The demon beasts frenziedly pursued, while the disciples fled quickly.

Unlike the leisurely advance earlier, now the disciples' speed was such that the demon beasts behind could not catch them no matter what.

"Holy shit, why are these humans running so fast?"

"You idiot, I checked their movement techniques—almost none are below the Perfection realm, and many are at the Transformation level."

"All of them have Transformation-level movement? When did the Luo Xia Sect disciples' movement become this strong? And the Luo Xia Sect isn't known for movement prowess, is it?"

"But the demon king has given orders; they must pursue, and demon beasts from other places are also rushing over—certainly to hold them back."

That demon king was blocked by Hong Zun and couldn't escape; of course, Hong Zun had also changed clothes, his face covered.

All the way in pursuit, soon many demon beasts entered the pre‑laid trap zone.

They had seemed about to catch up.

"Charge, block them—don't let these humans get away."

Suddenly with a boom, the trap was triggered; formation light shot up to the sky, instantly trapping several demon beasts.

"A formation?"

"Damn, there's a trap."

In just a few breaths, hundreds of formations, talisman seals, and light shot up to the heavens.

The demon beasts immediately fell into chaos.

Meanwhile, the demon beasts not caught in the trap continued the pursuit; at this moment Ye Zhangqing covered the retreat of a group of menial disciples.

Suddenly a mortal demon charged over, its eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Humans, die......."

Its target locked onto Ye Zhangqing; seeing that, Ye Zhangqing didn't panic either—it was just a mortal demon, a matter settled with one blade.

But before he could act, the many menial disciples around him all turned and attacked that mortal demon.

"You're courting death."

The killing intent in their eyes was even stronger than its, as if they bore a grudge for patricide.

The many disciples who had been busy fleeing suddenly turned and charged back; seeing that, the mortal demon also froze.

"What are you doing? I didn't do anything, did I?"

"When I attacked you before, I never saw you react like this."

In an instant this provoked the fury of hundreds or thousands of menial disciples, who all struck out, while the mortal demon was weak and alone, surrounded by the crowd.

"Dare to attack Senior Brother Ye Zhangqing—I'll kill you."

"Exactly, get rid of him."

Ordinary demon equals human Golden Core Stage cultivation, and during this time the Divine Sword Peak menial disciples have made considerable progress.

Most have broken through to the Golden Core Stage.

A group of Golden Core Stage cultivators surrounded an ordinary demon; various attacks fell like a downpour, instantly devouring it.

Even in death, that ordinary demon never knew what it had done to suddenly draw such a siege; it didn't even run, merely seeking to kill itself.

Not to mention it, even the surrounding other demons and Ye Zhangqing all wore strange expressions.

Seeing the many menial disciples stepping up for him, Ye Zhangqing's mouth twitched as he silently called up his personal panel.

Host: Ye Zhangqing.

Identity: Menial Disciple of the Dao Yi Sect.

Cultivation: Minor Accomplishment in the Purple Mansion Realm.

His cultivation is indeed minor accomplishment in the Purple Mansion Realm, yet he was rescued by a group of Golden Core Stage menial disciples?

While he was puzzling over that, the beasts that hadn't arrived in time to assist now finally came, hundreds of them, all ordinary demons.

Having witnessed the whole process, the leading black wolf demon fixed its gaze on Ye Zhangqing and shouted with a wise expression.

"This person's identity is certainly extraordinary; he must be an important figure of the Luo Xia Sect—capture him."

Being able to make so many disciples protect him at the cost of their lives surely means he's no ordinary disciple; capturing him would certainly be a great merit.

Thinking thus, the black wolf demon resolutely charged forward.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing looked doubtful and said, "Is he talking about me?"

However, seeing more and more beasts chasing, it was clearly no time to linger in battle; he immediately shouted to his fellow junior disciples.

"First, retreat."

"Senior Brother Changqing, we............"

"If we don't leave now, we won't get to eat anymore."

"Senior Brother Changqing, take care yourself."

No time to explain; he just said that, and upon hearing it, the previously unwilling menial disciples immediately turned and left, while Ye Zhangqing stayed behind to cover their retreat.

A group of ordinary demons still poses no threat to him, and Ye Zhangqing isn't worried about anything.