Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 662 - 25 Our Shu Mountain is a Reputable Faction 【Vote for The Monthly Pass!】_1

Chapter 662: Chapter 25 Our Shu Mountain is a Reputable Faction 【Vote for The Monthly Pass!】_1

Xuan Yinzi walked away calmly.

....

Although Xuan Yinzi’s screams could not be heard, Empress Feng could already feel the tremors from the other side, which made her smirk mischievously.

But immediately following, there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power transmitted from the black hole.

Empress Feng exclaimed in surprise: "This scoundrel is about to come out!"

Xuan Yinzi’s face on the other side turned ferocious.

Let’s see who dares to mock me. You wouldn’t have imagined that this is the last Massacre Spirit Altar I need, would you?

Although he was burned to a state of blurred flesh and bones, he still touched the last Massacre Spirit Altar, and absorbed its spiritual power with a wide-open mouth.

He had only restored a small part of his peak cultivation, but it was enough for him to break through this final seal. He had used all his cultivation to puncture this cave before, and this was the only part he lacked.

This Massacre Spirit Altar was the last straw that broke the cave.

"Ah——"

Xuan Yinzi let out a howl of pain, anger, and relief, his true qi suddenly burst out. Although he looked like a walking corpse, that power carried a world-destroying momentum!

A seal created from the sacrifice of a Seventh Realm expert — how robust it is?

Only such a strong cultivator could break through!

Boom, boom, boom——

The cave collapsed and shattered, the river waves roared furiously! Demonic Qi like a sky full of dark fog gushed out from the bottom of the river!

"Tremble! Fear! Howl!" exclaimed Xuan Yinzi, maintaining his last bit of vitality, discharging all his spiritual power with an exhilarating release, knowing that as long as he escaped, he could quickly replenish it.

As the barriers of the seals were broken and the two spaces merged, he could clearly see the person in front of him.

It was a woman wearing a fiery red robe with a high slit, revealing her slender white legs. Her black hair fluttered due to the tremor, and her gaze was cold and indifferent.

Xuan Yinzi and she were holding onto the two ends of a Massacre Spirit Altar, she grabbed it with her hand while Xuan Yinzi’s hand was stuck to it...

Was it this woman who made fun of me earlier?

Two people seemed to be cultivators standing behind her.

Good.

All were excellent flesh and blood sources.

Becoming the first batch to be devoured by me after I emerge, and my offering to return to the peak, you guys should feel proud.

Xuan Yinzi used to not believe in fate, but now he believed a little. He firmly believed that after he escapes, he will definitely climb to the Eighth Realm again, retake the Underworld King Sect, return to his former position or even a step higher.

There was an saying, extreme of misfortune can turn into good luck.

He spent the first half of his life struggling, growing into the Eighth Realm Underworld King Sect Master from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, when he was supposed to enjoy glory, he suffered from the treachery of an apostate and fell to the Seventh and a half Realm.

Just when he had been declining for many years and thought that his chance was coming, someone sealed him to death while fighting for the Immortal Treasure Map, and his life barely hung on a thread.

Most people who have been to such depths of despair would find it difficult to survive.

But he held on.

The rest of his life was bound to be smooth sailing!

Xuan Yinzi looked cruelly at the people in front of him.

Today it’s you who are unlucky to meet me, kneeling and begging would reduce some pain, remember to tell Lord Yama in the Underworld that you want a good reincarnation in your next life!

The feeling of controlling the life and death of others was indeed exhilarating. Thinking about it, he exhaled out a full-blown laugh.

"Hehehehehe...."

The two people standing opposite to each other gave out identical nasty laughs at the same time.

"Hmm?" Both of them were puzzled at the same time.

Xuan Yinzi was wondering, I came out and I laughed. Why did she laugh?

It’s clear that I’m a big devil.

Is she not afraid of me?

Empress Feng frowned, "What are you, daring to laugh like me?"

"I?" Xuan Yinzi was so provoked by her words that he was taken aback, could it be true that after so many years, young people no longer recognize my authority?

"Today you’re unlucky to have met me..." Empress Feng said solemnly.

Huh?

Xuan Yinzi puzzled even more, weren’t these the words I just thought of...

"If you kneel and beg for mercy, I might make your pain a little less..." continued Empress Feng.

That’s not right.

Xuan Yinzi was furious, if you say it all, what am I suppose to say?

"In the Underworld, remember to tell Lord Yama to have a good reincarnation in your next life!" Empress Feng added at the end.

Xuan Yinzi’s veins nearly popped.

All the words she said were mine!

"Wa ya ya..." He let out an angry roar.

The overwhelming demonic Qi converged and metamorphosed into an immensely powerful aura full of murderous intent, ready to attack the three people in front of him.

At this moment, although he is not as brave as before, probably not even a hundredth of his peak time, dealing with these ordinary people should still be...

Boom!

"Eh..." Xuan Yinzi’s high spirit was abruptly stopped, because Empress Feng’s punch hit his face, causing the former Sect Master of the Demon Sect to see stars.

His vitality was extremely weak to begin with, and with this severe hit, he almost collapses on the spot.

Wait a second....

This isn’t right.

Where is the promised rise after the fall?

Boom!

I’ve been falling for most of my life, where’s my rise?

Boom—

Ahhh I won’t yield, I want to return to the peak...

Boom, boom, boom——

The purplish-gold Samadhi Divine Fire exploded in all directions, with Empress Feng’s hair flying high, her expression extremely cold.

I hate...

"I—hit——" Empress Feng roared in the end.

Bang!

When she retracted her punch, Xuan Yinzi’s body tipped over, everything below his neck was intact, but his face had been caved in.

In his exploded eye sockets, one could still see his longing and desire for a new world, as well as the endless bitterness of his shattered hopes.

Hatred.

Hatred pervaded above his dead body, his hands reaching towards the sky for either revenge or forgiveness. But anyway, it all turned to dust.

"This damn demon head, quite a hard skull." Empress Feng twisted her fist, disdainfully said.

"Indeed very powerful." Chu Liang agreed.

This was his first time seeing someone who could simply die to his master’s fire punch rather than being annihilated outright.

Not wiped out.

Every Seventh Realm cultivator he had encountered before, regardless of how arrogant they were, would not have intact bodies left after a series of her fire punches.

"He should be Xuan Yinzi, right?" Chu Liang asked Jin Yuzhi.

Jin Yuzhi was currently wide-mouthed, standing there like a wooden hen.

She only heard before that Empress Feng was cruel and ruthless, but seeing it firsthand, she understood the rumors were understated.

This was too terrifying.

Good heavens...

Fortunately, the disciple arrived at Jinyu Temple before the master today, otherwise, if the debt-collecting master had arrived first, that would be... too horrifying to even think about.

"Uh." After a while, she answered: "I don’t know him, and even if I did... I can’t recognize him now, can I?"

Xuan Yinzi looked bitter now with his mangled face, his body shrunken like wood, wear and tear like dirt, his vitality drained to horror. Even if Empress Feng hit him so hard, there wasn’t a drop of blood to spill.

He died in extreme peace.

For the sake of survival, he had completely drained all his blood.

After tons of hardships, he finally got the last Massacre Spirit Altar, thinking he could regain his dominance, but outside hell was another hell.

There’s a nineteenth level above the eighteenth level.

Life is but falling and falling and falling, where’s the talk of turn of luck?

Of course, all of these were realized only after his death.

...

"We should bring the body back to Shu Mountain for identification." Chu Liang proposed.

"Not bad." Empress Feng agreed immediately, "Strip him of his magical storage tool and personal belongings, and seal the rest."

Before she could finish, Chu Liang had completed all the actions, even though he hadn’t handled corpses for several years, his steps were incredibly smooth.

"As usual, I’ll take the magical storage tool and find someone to open it."

"Remember to share with your master this time."

"Don’t worry, I dare not covet my master’s spoils of war."

"I’ll burn this place down, making sure no trace is left."

"Master, there’s no need for it this time, he was a bad person."

"..."

Watching the master and disciple tidy up the scene, they looked like seasoned psychopathic killers who have been cooperating for many years. In a moment, it seemed as if nothing had happened at all.

What do you mean there’s no need this time?

Which time had they needed to destroy all the evidence?

It seems like this isn’t the first or second time this has happened.

Jin Yuzhi became even more afraid.

She feared this pair would kill her in the heat of the moment.

Chu Liang turned his head to see Jin Yuzhi standing there silent. Sensing her mood, he offered her a harmless smile: "Daoist Master Jin, don’t worry. We of Shu Mountain are of a righteous and reputable sect."

"His finger bones won’t break, his magic artifact cannot be taken off, do you want to take the Dustless Sword and help me cut it off?" Empress Feng called from the other side.

"Okay." Chu Liang turned back to reply: "I can dissect him too and make sure nothing is hidden in his abdomen. Previously, Jin... oh, I forgot the name... hid a treasure inside his stomach..." He chuckled sheepishly.

"Oh my, is that how you dissect? Have you never dissected a person before?" Empress Feng advised.

"Master indeed has more experience." Chu Liang humbly accepted: "I’ll remember next time."

"Hehe." Jin Yuzhi gave a pale smile.

Surely, Shu Mountain is a reputable and righteous sect.

But it might also harbor demons...