Holy Fist
Chapter 292 - 151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!

Chapter 292: 151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!

In an instant, a strange phenomenon erupted.

A white fog surged from all directions, quickly enveloping the entire Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters. The hazy fog, like a stream of flowing fluid, gently rolled, creating a faint friction sound on the ground.

It was as if it had a life of its own.

Near the Martial Arts Building, in the center of the square.

A dense mass of black silhouettes abruptly appeared, motionless.

With a gentle breeze, Bai Xiao then saw.

The figures on the square were actually lifelike human-shaped black stone sculptures. Each had its own pose, each its own expression: some were terrified, others resolute, and some were furiously indignant. Their subtle expressions were so vivid, they seemed to carry emotions. Coupled with the intricately detailed clothing wrinkles and hair, they looked no different from real people.

The stone sculptures collectively stood guard, all facing towards the center.

They faintly exuded a formidable aura. Among the sculptures, quite a few had a presence not inferior to Yan Qi and others, carrying an extreme sense of danger.

Bai Xiao, with sharp eyes, suddenly noticed that some sculptures bore emblems on their clothing similar to the current uniforms of the Fierce Bird Sect. All were patterns of fierce, domineering birds of prey, only slightly different in subtle details.

His gaze followed the path to the center around which all of the black stone sculptures were gathered.

There stood a figure, almost demonlike in its extreme ferocity. The figure maintained a human shape, but its back had a pair of black avian wings. Its entire body was covered with smooth, bone-like armor, hot as if metal had been heated red. The head was covered with a menacing beak-like helmet.

Upon closer inspection, one could see dense, exquisite blood-red runes on the body armor, resembling scriptures from religious ceremonies, densely engraved.

The runes seemed alive, breathing in and out, lighting up and dimming.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was not these runes.

It was the sword!

The demon-like figure stood upright in place, its head heavily drooping forward.

At the base of the skull, at the neck.

A Cross Bone Sword was deeply plunged in, as if using the body as a container and sheath, continuously nourishing and drawing from it. It was a Black Sword, but the surface of the blade had patterns like strands of molten lava.

At the hilt, the sword guards on both sides were dense, intricate metal wings. Their tips curved up high, with a subtle red light flickering.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

At the joint between the hilt and the blade, a tiny red heart pulsed.

"Beyond any doubt, the Magic Bird Secret Scripture!!!"

In Blood Bird’s eyes blazed an extremely fervent light; he was so excited that he almost lost his sanity in an instant. For decades, he personally orchestrated the downfall of the Fierce Bird Sect, all for this moment, to claim the thing he coveted! Fortunately, Blood Bird had not yet succumbed to madness.

That silent scream at Wu Binghe was just in his mind.

"Wu Binghe, the best opportunity has arrived; do you still need me to remind you when to make your move?" His gaze shifted, staring in the direction of Wu Binghe...

On the Fierce Bird Sect’s side, everyone was also astounded, exchanging perplexed glances.

Except for a few who were privy to the situation, more than half of the elders were unaware. Because this involved a huge secret of the Fierce Bird Sect from years ago.

In fact, the only one who knew all the secrets was the Sect Leader Yan Qi himself.

The Fierce Bird Sect wasn’t always known as such.

It had a more resounding and more taboo name.

Demon Bird Sect!

It was a real major school! Not like the current Fierce Bird Sect, confined to Huaisui City, merely a local snake. There were even rivals like the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, preventing it from absolute command.

The Demon Bird Sect of the past was famous and powerful.

If it were to be compared to a power of today.

It would probably be like the He Xian Martial Arts Hall, which has risen like the midday sun in the past decade or so.

Of course, all that glory is in the past. The current Fierce Bird Sect is merely a remnant of the once-mighty Demon Bird Sect, living in obscurity, changing names and identities for half a century, even altering the inheritance of its core Secret Martial arts completely, devoid of its original essence and greatly reduced in power.

The reason for this can only be attributed to the Magic Bird Secret Scripture before them.

What led to their rise also brought about their downfall.

The prosperity of the Demon Bird Sect began with the Magic Bird Secret Scripture, and its decline and collapse were also due to it. Looking at the statues in front of them, one could tell they were once living people, renowned masters within the Demon Bird Sect.

And now, what they have become is evident to the naked eye.

For many years, Yan Qi has firmly believed in one thing.

The Magic Bird Secret Scripture is toxic!

It shouldn’t be called a secret scripture or secret martial arts.

It should be called the Demon Book, the Evil Technique!!!

Yan Qi has witnessed the scene before him more than once. Every time he saw the heart pulsing on that Cross Black Sword, it was as if endless insidious whispers buzzed in his ears, beguiling and tempting, coercing and pleading, even cursing, urging Yan Qi to step forward to take the Black Sword, to claim the Magic Bird Secret Scripture!

An endless expanse of fear, like the fog before him, enveloped him completely. It pushed at Yan Qi’s back, relentless in wanting him to step forward.

"Do you want power? Come quickly, here lies great power!"

"Hahaha, the root of all fear!"

"The world trembles in fear, finds reality in pain!!!"

"Mother of Fear, Demon Bird, Seed of the Tyrant!"