Chapter 408

Chuan Ying strode in, carrying the Dragon Soul Blade and Phoenix Blood Sword.

"You're… Chuan Ying?"

Xie Tiao took one look at the man's aura and recognized him instantly.

A flicker in his heart told him exactly why Chuan Ying had come.

"Do you think, with just you, you can take my supreme divine art?"

The Dao Heart Seed Demon Method is a secret never passed down by the Demonic Sect; the Demon Heart Seed Dao Technique is Xie Tiao's own path to further advancement.

Just after receiving the reward from the Heavenly Dao Golden List, he understood this reward would draw endless envy.

So he hid himself within the Demonic Sect Secret Realm, hoping to gain insight before anyone else found him.

He never expected the Demonic Sect Secret Realm could be found so easily.

And the one who found him was Chuan Ying—ranked thirtieth on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Dao Combat Power Heavenly Flower List, just like himself!

"With these two weapons in my hands: the Dragon Soul Blade and the Phoenix Blood Sword!"

Chuan Ying slowly drew his divine blade and sword, then shifted his tone.

"And the Qinglong Society behind me!"

At these words, the Demonic Sect disciples who had been stirring with intent fell utterly silent.

You're one of the top thirty combat masters on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Dao Combat Power Heavenly Flower List!

You're a well-known, named figure under heaven!

You come here to challenge us—and still name your backers?

Is that funny?

The Demonic Sect disciples were all stunned, not daring to move an inch.

Afraid they'd be mistaken for enemies of the Qinglong Society.

After all, their sworn enemies, Pudu Cihang Jingzhai, had been destroyed by the Qinglong Society.

Even the founder Di Ni's head had been severed at the very site of Pudu Cihang Jingzhai's former grounds.

None of them believed their own heads were harder than Di Ni's.

Xie Tiao was so enraged he staggered—how could someone dare bully him so brazenly?

When had the First Generation Evil Emperor ever been bullied by others' power?

Isn't it always the other way around—when you announce your name, others are the ones who get bullied?

Truly, fortune turns full circle!

For a moment, Xie Tiao wanted to cry.

"This is the Demonic Sect's sacred ground—how dare you act so recklessly? Attack him—!"

With a major enemy before him, Xie Tiao could only suppress his Demon Seed, release Zhu Yuyan, and prepare to fight with all his might.

Though he'd heard of Chuan Ying, he truly didn't know his combat methods.

So he wanted the Demonic Sect disciples to test the waters, to probe Chuan Ying's strength for him.

In the past, one command from him would make the disciples cheer and leap to obey.

But now, after Xie Tiao gave the order, the disciples looked at each other, then at each other again.

Not one dared to move a step, let alone attack.

Afraid they might accidentally land on the Qinglong Society's blacklist!

"You… really piss me off!"

"With a great enemy before you, you're all timid and hesitant—where is the spirit of a Shengmen disciple?"

Xie Tiao, face flushed with rage, erupted into furious curses.

"Xie Tiao, no more words."

"None of you Demonic Sect disciples dare lift a finger."

"Either hand over the two secret manuals—or die!"

Just a short while ago, someone had said these very words to him.

Now, it was his turn to say them—using the power of the Qinglong Society and Ximen Wudi.

After speaking, Chuan Ying could only think of one word: satisfying!

So incredibly satisfying!

Either submit—or die!

"Fine. Let me see what He Deheneng you have to stand beside me!"

Xie Tiao, enraged, laughed bitterly, moved his body, and unleashed all his true energy toward Chuan Ying.

"Child's play."

Chuan Ying saw through it—Xie Tiao's move was grand in appearance.

But in truth, it was all thunder and no rain.

He sneered inwardly, crossed his blade and sword, and immediately unleashed his ultimate sword-and-blade techniques.

He had reached great mastery in sword arts in his youth, then abandoned the sword for the blade, achieving peak proficiency in blade techniques.

For many years, he hadn't drawn his sword.

Yet the Heavenly Dao Golden List had granted him the pseudo-Dragon Soul Blade and pseudo-Phoenix Blood Sword.

So in this fight, he unconsciously drew both blade and sword together.

His sword technique still originated from observing the flight paths of birds and deriving insight from them.

At first, he felt his hand was clumsy.

But then, blade and sword techniques came together.

He felt his saber art and sword art merge into one, their power surging more than tenfold.

Yet for some reason, Xie Tiao only used feints.

Before the two sides could even clash, Xie Tiao's momentum was directly broken by Lord Chuan Ying.

"What a fearsome saber-and-sword killing strike…"

Xie Tiao inwardly marveled, having no time to keep up his bluster.

He directly used the peculiarity of the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Great Art, seized seven or eight nearby Demonic Sect experts, and hurled them at Lord Chuan Ying's killing move.

Then his body erupted with a burst of black mist, and he ran straight off….

246—feels awesome!

What a spineless wretch!

Lord Chuan Ying's head filled with black lines, feeling ashamed to be ranked alongside Xie Tiao.

After all, the two of them were evenly matched in strength, yet Xie Tiao flinched before the fight even began and used his own sect's disciples as a human shield.

No matter what, Lord Chuan Ying could never do something so despicable.

Although those Demonic Sect disciples dragged in as shields were innocent, Lord Chuan Ying showed no mercy.

Once a killing move is unleashed, what reason is there to recall it?

He took the opportunity to slaughter those Demonic Sect disciples clean, then leaped into the air.

"Wei Lianxiang, you know what to do, don't you?"

Wei Lianxiang was precisely that strange old man who had rushed in earlier to deliver the message; at this moment he was supporting Zhu Yuyan.

He channeled over a mouthful of true essence, freeing Zhu Yuyan from the demonic seed's influence.

"Senior brother?"

Zhu Yuyan was utterly bewildered; she only remembered Xie Tiao forcibly demanding Shang Xiufang earlier, and knew nothing else.

"Alright, I'm going to take this lord and continue searching for Xie Tiao."

Wei Lianxiang was precisely Zhu Yuyan's senior brother; before his self-castration, he had also harbored feelings of love for Zhu Yuyan.

The reason Lord Chuan Ying could find the Demonic Sect Secret Realm so quickly this time was precisely because this old man, driven by that twisted love, had betrayed the Demonic Sect.

After soothing Zhu Yuyan, Wei Lianxiang took Lord Chuan Ying and set off in pursuit in one direction.

The Demonic Sect Secret Realm was originally located deep within Shenshan, carved out by hollowing a great mountain.

Wei Lianxiang led Lord Chuan Ying in a hurried rush, at first still heading underground.

But as they walked, they actually began heading upward.

When they emerged from the passage, they saw not far away a grand and magnificent palace.

The Great Tang Imperial Palace—the Great Ming Palace!