The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1652 - 1649: Fierce Battle with a Horde of Demons!

Chapter 1652: Chapter 1649: Fierce Battle with a Horde of Demons!

Mizuka crossed his hands behind his back, a smile spreading across his face as he gazed at Lin Bai and laughed softly, "Dongfang Bai, you destroyed my Valley of Demons’ Zhu’s Fairy City agent and killed five of my Valley of Demons’ Demon Saints!"

"This blood feud must be settled properly!"

"Hand over the Demon Sword in your storage bag, and I’ll ensure your death is less painful today."

Mizuka narrowed his eyes, his gaze chilling as a cold smile hung on his lips, his posture exuding an air of absolute confidence. He spoke to Lin Bai in a commanding tone.

"You, the Peak Master of the Ninth Peak of Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, actually became a dog for the Valley of Demons," Lin Bai said coldly.

Mizuka replied with a cold laugh, "Peak Master? So what? In this world, strength reigns supreme. Since Heaven-reaching Sword Sect couldn’t give me the power I desired, why should I continue to swear loyalty to them?"

"The Valley of Demons offered me authority, strength, and wealth, whereas all I received in the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect were endless humiliation and torment!"

Mizuka spoke coldly, "These are all matters of the previous generation, things you wouldn’t understand."

"Hand over the Demon Sword!"

Mizuka demanded coldly.

"And if I refuse? What then?" Lin Bai retorted, his voice icy.

Grinning coldly, Mizuka surveyed the surroundings before saying indifferently, "It seems the Junior Sword Venerable Dongfang Bai still refuses to give in. In that case, honorable Demon Saints, here is the culprit behind the death of Hantian Demon Saint and the other Demon Saint powerhouses!"

"I leave him to you."

Mizuka grinned wickedly as he stepped back, retreating behind the twenty or so figures present.

"So this is Dongfang Bai! I’ve heard of him for so long, but seeing is truly believing!"

"Even Hantian Demon Saint met his demise at his hands. Impressive—let’s see how long he can last against us."

"Since we’re all here, let’s deal with him while we’re at it."

"Indeed, and we’ll teach Heaven-reaching Sword Sect a lesson!"

"..."

The twenty-odd figures sneered coldly, their forms radiating waves of demonic qi filling the air.

Though these individuals wore the robes of Heaven-reaching Sword Sect disciples, their true identities were Demon Saints of the Valley of Demons, each monstrously strong, with the weakest being at the Second Level of the Yangshen Realm!

Lin Bai’s eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at Mizuka and exclaimed, "You actually brought the Demon Saints of the Valley of Demons here!"

Mizuka laughed coldly, "Why not?"

At that precise moment, one of the Demon Saints let out a cold snort and lunged forward, shouting, "Dongfang Bai, this old man was a close friend to Hantian Demon Saint. Today, I’ll take your head as an offering for my old friend’s spirit in the heavens!"

The hunched figure of the Demon Saint shot forward, a trail of waning shadows accompanying as he closed the distance to Lin Bai at an extreme speed, a terrifying force aimed directly toward Lin Bai’s face.

Amid this surge of power, a black beastly claw suddenly manifested, sharp as a blade of immortals, slashing through the sky!

"Humph! Qing Mo old man, his life isn’t yours alone to claim," another Demon Saint declared as he also struck out ferociously from another angle, targeting Lin Bai’s face!

"Let me face you!"

"Kill him!"

"Ha! It’s been so long since I’ve slain a monster-level prodigy!"

"After Dongfang Bai falls, I can’t wait to see the shock and fury on the Sword Master of Heaven-reaching Sword Sect’s face when he sees Dongfang Bai’s corpse."

"Haha, slaughter him!"

Over twenty Demon Saints launched their attacks simultaneously, mobilizing from all directions—above, below, left, and right—with a relentless barrage. With such overwhelming force, even a warrior at the Great Perfection of the Yangshen Realm would likely perish instantly!

Lin Bai’s expression turned icy as he deftly retreated, holding in his hand the Demonic Sword, which hummed with impending fury.

"Flying Swords! Primordial Unity Sword Array!"

Lin Bai’s thoughts churned as he commanded his flying swords to soar into the sky, clashing against the black beast claw and repelling it. At the same time, a ferocious Sword Aura surged toward the Cloud Sky!

"Stormy Ambience! Devouring Sun Sword Skill!"

"Aurora Realm! One Thought Godslayer!"

"Slaughter Comprehension! Blood Sea Seven Steps!"

The exquisite synergy of realms and martial techniques emerged as flashes of brilliance from Lin Bai’s hand.

Lin Bai’s sword skills clashed violently against the offensive of over twenty members of the Demon Clan Powerhouse, producing earth-shattering explosions as a tumultuous storm of Spiritual Power swept across a hundred-mile radius!

Pu!—

After the initial clash, Lin Bai was sent flying, battered and disheveled!

Meanwhile, the sneers on the faces of the twenty Demon Saints grew fiercer as they unleashed their movement techniques, chasing after Lin Bai.

"He managed to withstand a strike from these Demon Saints. Mizuka Senior, could it be..." Qi Xuan hesitated nervously, fearing the possibility that even these Demon Saints might fail to kill Lin Bai.

Mizuka responded coldly, "Don’t worry. With twenty Demon Saints striking together, even a master of the Fifth Level of the Yangshen Realm wouldn’t escape death!"

"Perhaps Lin Bai’s strength allows him to hold his ground for the first few moves."

"But soon, he’ll start to crumble!"

"Qi Xuan, rest assured. Lin Bai will die today; it is an inevitable conclusion!"

Donning an air of serenity, Mizuka’s visage radiated confidence.

Hearing Mizuka’s reassurance, Qi Xuan calmed slightly and turned toward Dongfang Bai, mumbling coldly, "What a pity that this bastard won’t die by my hand. Truly, he got off easy."

Mizuka spoke, "However... I must admit, Dongfang Bai’s talent and strength are unparalleled in Lingnan. Simultaneously mastering three realms of comprehension—it’s far beyond what the prodigies of Lingnan Continent could achieve!"

"If this man doesn’t die, he might one day secure a place in the East Continent!"

"But alas... such a prodigy is destined to perish at our Valley of Demons!"

A cruel smile stretched across Mizuka’s lips.

Boom!—

Boom!—

Pu!—

The twenty Demon Saints attacked in unison, sending Lin Bai hurtling over a thousand meters before he landed harshly, kneeling on one knee. He used the Demonic Sword to prop himself up, his expression bleak, his face pale, and blood consistently spilling from his mouth.

Just as Mizuka claimed, against the attacks of over twenty Yangshen Realm experts, Lin Bai initially managed to endure a few exchanges. Yet, with time, his resistance waned.

After ten moves, Lin Bai fell into disadvantage.

By the twentieth move, Lin Bai was gravely injured!

Cold eyes fixed on Lin Bai from some distance, Mizuka chuckled mockingly, "Dongfang Bai, how about now? Still want to fight? Still want to resist in vain? Hahaha!"

"Hand over the Demon Sword and take your own life—I’ll spare you unnecessary suffering!"

"Otherwise, these twenty Demon Saints will swarm you and tear every piece of flesh from your bones!"

Mizuka’s cold laughter echoed.

Lin Bai lifted his gaze toward the twenty Demon Saints ahead, murmuring inwardly, "Among these twenty Demon Saints, there are three at the Fourth Level of the Yangshen Realm! The others even possess power comparable to Wei Tianjun and the like!"

Observing their power, bitterness flashed across Lin Bai’s face as he thought to himself, "Must I once again borrow the Power of the Giant God from my true self?"