Chapter 319: Lingxiang Satirizes the Two Demon Generals

Inside Wuji Hall, Lieyang Zhenren, along with Shangqing Zhenren and the various Elders of Yuanqing, were using the Seven Star Array to perform a spirit-splitting on the Dust-Peering Mirror and the Hunyuan Instrument, while the first disciples of each Elder stood behind their respective masters, guarding the corners of the array.

At this moment, on the Hunyuan Instrument, the Seven Red Army-Breaking Star Position suddenly shone brightly, and strands of black Qi spread out, instantly shrouding the entire Hunyuan Instrument within.

It is an omen of disaster!

Hanyang was greatly alarmed; it was said that the catastrophe twelve years ago also had such a precursor—could it be!

"Master!"

Hanyang hurriedly spoke to warn Shangqing Zhenren, but Shangqing Zhenren remained with his eyes closed and motionless; after taking a breath, he continued to change his hand seals on his own.

The other Elders also sat upright and composed, only Fuyin Zhenren had his brow slightly furrowed. Although those who cultivate the Dao should not show their emotions, he felt a lingering sense of unease in his heart.

Seeing their own masters all so calm, the disciples did not know what to do for a moment; they naturally knew what this meant for the Hunyuan Platform, but since the Elders were all so composed, they could not easily say anything.

Lieyang Zhenren sighed deeply: "What is meant to come will eventually come."

The disciples were anxious in their hearts, yet they had to hold their breath and focus on protecting the Seven Star Array. It is unknown how much time passed when the hall suddenly shook violently, as if there were an earthquake, causing the accumulated dust of years on the beams to fall one after another.

The disciples became panicked, not knowing what had happened; only then did Shangqing Zhenren open his eyes and say to Lieyang Zhenren: "I fear Junior Brother Zhaoming has already met with misfortune; from here on, I must rely on you, Senior Uncle."

Lieyang Zhenren nodded, then continued to sit and guard the star position.

Outside Wuji Hall, Xin Yi lured Maidong away, originally intending to knock her unconscious, but every time he was about to get close, she would easily dodge him; helpless, he could only shout with all his might, attempting to awaken Maidong's consciousness.

Long Qi panted heavily as he arrived before Lingxiang, but Lingxiang did not seem to care about Long Qi's abnormal state, simply taking a Pill on her own, then sitting cross-legged to regulate her breath and heal her wounds.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden shaking of the earth and mountains; Long Qi looked up and saw four figures standing above the Dharma Array, one of whom, a burly figure, was stomping his feet with great force.

The shaking of the earth was actually caused by this person.

"Finally here..." Lingxiang slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the sky; among the four people in mid-air, was one of them not the very Guihua who had been forced back by Lingxiang just moments ago!

"What?" Long Qi did not understand what Lingxiang meant, or perhaps he had not heard clearly.

Just then, a "Crack!" was heard, and the Dharma Array beneath that person's feet actually split a fine seam, which spread in all directions as he landed his foot again. Above the Dharma Array, spiritual essence shattered continuously, like scorched leaves falling one after another, burning and dissolving.

The glass-like cover shattered, yet the Dharma Array did not Collapse, as if it were desperately trying to maintain its isolation from the outside world, but all of this was merely in vain.

A stone suddenly exploded, and following it was the Collapse of the Dharma Array; Zhaoming Zhenren had actually set the array eye on an ordinary stone.

The four people overhead descended one after another, and only then did Long Qi see the newcomers clearly; apart from Guihua, he had never seen the other three.

The burly figure was named Shanglu; his face was like a platter, his sideburns flew horizontally, and his eyes were like copper bells. Although an iron mask covered his mouth and nose, just seeing those eyes made one's whole body turn cold, not to mention his sturdy frame and burly posture.

And the child to the side was called Feilian, who had red lips and white teeth, yet could not hide the ruthlessness between his brows; he held a large sickle and had an arrogant demeanor.

Another person was the one wearing a mask whom Chiyanzi had once seen at the border of Manzhou; no one knew his name, and no one had seen his appearance. Even in the Demon Realm, the people of the Demon Race only knew that he had followed the Demon Lord ever since the Demon Lord ascended the throne.

Guihua was naturally someone he had seen; he watched as she swayed her waist and walked forward with a look of disdain.

"Yo~ you were so arrogant in front of me just now; I thought you were how capable, yet you still ended up in this state, looking all pitiful—who are you trying to show that to?"

Hearing this, Long Qi immediately wanted to draw his sword, but was pressed down by Lingxiang.

"Hmph, you are nothing but a defeated opponent; what qualifications do you have to throw your weight around in front of your grandmother here?" Lingxiang did not seem to care about the current situation at all, remaining calm and composed as she sat regulating her breath.

This sentence truly caused Guihua to lose face, especially in front of the few people beside her; Feilian laughed so hard he doubled over, which angered Guihua until her face turned bright red.

"You! You little demon girl! Let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

Guihua made a move to step forward, but was held back by the masked man at her side.

Sure enough, being able to appear alongside Guihua, his status must be significant. Lingxiang took in the man's actions, snorted coldly, and provoked him with a disdainful sneer: "Do you dare?"

Once these words were spoken, Long Qi at her side was instantly stunned; he looked at Lingxiang in disbelief: Could this little girl be scared silly? To actually say such arrogant words in this kind of situation?

And although Guihua was filled with unbearable anger, she did not dare to make a move.

Admittedly, if she had encountered Lingxiang on any other day, Guihua would have wished to grind her to dust, but today was different.

Today, she was not the only one here...

Feilian at the side was already laughing wildly, slapping his thigh and pointing at Guihua, mocking her intermittently: "I didn't expect... didn't expect... that you would have such a day, actually being handled by a little girl!"

Here, Guihua was furious beyond measure; hearing Feilian's sarcasm, she became even more incensed, pulled out a whip, and lashed it toward Feilian.

Feilian naturally dodged it with ease; while dodging, he laughed wildly and mocked her, but at this moment, he heard Lingxiang speak again.

"Hmph! Truly the pot calling the kettle black, six of one and half a dozen of the other."

Hearing this, Feilian stopped abruptly; his small body reached out a hand and easily caught the whip Guihua had lashed out.

"I say, little girl, this trick of yours might work on this woman, but this young master doesn't buy that."

"Oh?" Lingxiang raised her eyes to look, her pupils full of provocation, "Naturally you don't buy it; if you really did, I fear you would be in for a world of trouble when the time comes, and even if you were, you'd have to weigh the bones of a short-statured fellow like you."

It is unknown whether Lingxiang said this intentionally or unintentionally, but Feilian heard it and felt she was mocking his height—he had worried quite a bit about his stature.

"Ah? You stinking girl! What did you say?"

Seeing Feilian annoyed, Guihua finally calmed down; she glanced at the furious Feilian and revealed a mocking smile—How about that? Didn't you also fall into the hands of this dead girl?

Only then did Long Qi feel that perhaps Lingxiang was intentionally inciting them to turn on each other? But how could he know that Lingxiang was merely throwing caution to the wind.

The disaster was already at hand, so let it take its course!