Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!
Chapter 926 - 505: The Hunt_2

Chapter 926: Chapter 505: The Hunt_2

When he saw that the three Heavenly Swords had vanished without a trace, he immediately let out a sigh of relief and leapt out of the ground with his one remaining leg. His face was pale as paper due to the loss of his physical body and Primordial Spirit, weak beyond compare.

"Li Yuze, don’t let me catch you, or I’ll grind your bones into powder."

Di Pingqiu cursed angrily, filled with hatred.

As the Supreme Elder of Fire Cloud Palace, he held a high rank and formidable strength in Qing Province and had never suffered such humiliation, forced to feign death underground just to survive. If word got out, his reputation as a Taoist Platform Realm powerhouse would be utterly tarnished.

The only consolation for Di Pingqiu was that no one witnessed this scene, so he could still preserve his heroic reputation.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching, accompanied by a teasing voice.

"Oh, isn’t this the famous Elder Di of the Fire Cloud Palace? How did you end up like this after just a day?"

"Who?"

Di Pingqiu’s face turned angry, his eyes emitting a cold light.

Though he was severely injured, he would not let just anyone mock him. He intended to show this reckless fool the cost of taunting him, while also eliminating any witnesses, thus maintaining his strongman’s image.

But when Di Pingqiu turned his head and saw who it was, his pupils shook with shock as he exclaimed: "Su Jie, why is it you?"

The newcomer was a young man in a black robe, with a black-purple centipede coiled around his shoulder, accompanied by a stunning woman in a blood-colored wedding dress.

Having once closely collaborated with him as intimate allies, Di Pingqiu could never misrecognize the great demon from Qingzhou, Su Jie.

Su Jie smiled at the corner of his mouth, raising his hand in greeting as he said: "Elder Di, long time no see! I heard you guys at Fire Cloud Palace are planning to attack the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance, so I came to help.

Your Fire Cloud Palace is quite something. Didn’t you say that attacking the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance and Guan Chao Pavilion required long-term planning? Why did you act against the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance the moment I left? Are you trying to cut me out of the spoils and trick me away? Your Ten Thousand Sword Alliance really lacks integrity!"

As he spoke, Su Jie walked toward Di Pingqiu.

Hearing this, Di Pingqiu felt something was off and couldn’t help but say: "Elder Su, you’ve misunderstood. We didn’t intend to act so hastily. It’s just that we suddenly heard the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance was planning to ally with Guan Chao Pavilion, so we had to act early to prevent their union. It all happened so suddenly, and we didn’t have time to inform you."

Internally, however, Di Pingqiu sneered, thinking that Su Jie was there to claim a share of the spoils from the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance.

He decided that after regrouping with Sect Master Chu Yangang, they would first eliminate Li Yuze, then dispose of Su Jie, using his head to clear Fire Cloud Palace of its association with the Demon Path.

In doing so, he could also silence Su Jie, preventing him from spreading tales of his own embarrassing state to the world.

"Is that so? It seems I’ve misunderstood you, then."

Su Jie nodded, drawing closer to Di Pingqiu.

When they were less than a zhang apart, Di Pingqiu noticed a fierce glint in Su Jie’s eyes.

Something’s wrong... Di Pingqiu’s expression suddenly changed as he saw Su Jie abruptly move.

Su Jie’s right hand shot out like a dragon, his palm grasping for Di Pingqiu’s head. His five fingers were like dragon claws, as strong as steel. Not just a human head, even a solid metal ball would be crushed by Su Jie’s grip.

Di Pingqiu, being a strongman of Fire Cloud Palace, at the critical moment, his neck suddenly became soft as a snake, extending inch by inch to dodge Su Jie’s hand.

Rip!

Flesh and bone separated as Su Jie’s clawed hand reached Di Pingqiu’s shoulder, tearing his left shoulder and arm completely off. Blood spattered onto Su Jie’s face, making him look even more ruthless.

"Oh, quite alert, aren’t you?"

Su Jie tossed aside the severed arm, speaking in a tone of regret for not crushing Di Pingqiu’s head with one strike.

While on the other side, Di Pingqiu was both furious and frightened.

"Su Jie, are you mad? We are partners, yet you dare attack me? Do you intend to make enemies of our Fire Cloud Palace?"

At this moment, Di Pingqiu was left with only one arm and one leg, staring at Su Jie with flames in his eyes, and a hint of uncontainable fear.

"Heh heh heh! Partners? Please, I’m a Demon Cultivator. Are you really talking about trust with me?"

Su Jie burst into laughter, as if he had heard a joke. "As for opposing the Fire Cloud Palace, if I kill you, how would you have the energy to come after me? Better think about how to protect yourselves first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the thousand-hand centipede coiled around Su Jie’s shoulder opened its mouth.

Countless pale corpse hands emerged from the void, filling every inch of the surrounding space. Just a glance would trigger anyone’s fear of density, forming a vast ocean of corpse hands surging towards Di Pingqiu.

Ksitigarbha Bone Fire!

Di Pingqiu desperately activated the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire, but having lost a hand and a leg, with his heart gone, and his internal organs severely damaged, along with half of his Primordial Spirit missing, his power was greatly diminished, weakening the might of the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire significantly.

The Ksitigarbha Bone Fire could not stop the advance of the numerous pale corpse hands; those being burned were fewer than the new ones growing.

Each pale corpse hand clung to Di Pingqiu’s body with incredible strength, their palms growing fangs and a single eye, biting his flesh and emitting rays that melted his skin and muscles.

"Su Jie, you bastard, you won’t die a good death."

Di Pingqiu screamed in agony, knowing he couldn’t escape today, his fury toward Su Jie reaching the heavens, while his heart was filled with sorrow.

If he were in his prime, how could he fail to deal with just these corpse hands? But having been heavily injured by the Tao Sword Formation earlier, he couldn’t withstand even the small maneuvers of the thousand-hand centipede now.

"Tsk tsk, when we first met, you pretended to be crazy and foolish, but you weren’t like this back then! You’ve broken down so easily!"

Su Jie shook his head with a chuckle, patting the head of the thousand-hand centipede. "Xiao Qian, this guy is yours. Make him understand pain."

Buzz!

The thousand-hand centipede crawled down from Su Jie’s shoulder, its six pairs of wings fluttering, maintaining a size of several yards. The surrounding pale corpse hands automatically parted to create a path.

With a whistle, the thousand-hand centipede arrived in front of the still-cursing Di Pingqiu, its cold insect eyes devoid of any emotion, its body like a giant python, coiling around Di Pingqiu, continually tightening and contracting.

Furthermore, tiny, slender centipedes fell from the thousand-hand centipede, beginning to burrow into Di Pingqiu’s mouth and nose, entering his body to gnaw on his organs and flesh.

Di Pingqiu’s physical body was continuously compressed, feeling his bones breaking one by one, as the numerous small centipedes devoured him. The sensation of death approaching clearly, along with the agony of being bitten by thousands of insects, filled him with immense fear, making him struggle with all his might.

Clusters of Ksitigarbha Bone Fire drilled out from Di Pingqiu’s flesh, but the thousand-hand centipede wouldn’t budge.

Its body had already shown characteristics of a Tao Chaos Creature, transforming into streams, flames, metal, and iron, with extremely high resistances against various attacks.

How could Di Pingqiu, in his near-death state, with Ksitigarbha Bone Fire of that level, possibly harm the thousand-hand centipede?

After the thousand-hand centipede had had its fun, the pale corpse hands on either side of its body grabbed Di Pingqiu’s frame tightly and exerted force.

The sky began to rain blood, as Di Pingqiu’s body was torn into chunks of flesh and broken bones, as if being passed through a meat grinder. This was how he met his end.

Beside Su Jie, Han Ruyan took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and gently waved it, drawing Di Pingqiu’s shattered Primordial Spirit into the banner, successfully embedding it within.

Meanwhile, the droplets of blood that had fallen from Di Pingqiu to the ground, like wriggling tadpoles, moved continuously towards Su Jie, burrowing beneath his voluminous black robe.

The thousand-hand centipede, carrying Di Pingqiu’s Storage Bag in its mouth, excitedly brought it to Su Jie, presenting it proudly.

With this, Di Pingqiu, a Taoist Platform Realm Fourth Level expert from the Fire Cloud Palace, fell at the hands of Su Jie. His soul was captured, his blood was harvested, and his possessions were plundered. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was utterly wrought dry.

"Good job."

Su Jie patted the thousand-hand centipede’s head, then scanned the Storage Bag with his Divine Sense.

"Tsk, it’s worth at least thirty million Spirit Stones. This old guy sure raked it in!"

Upon seeing this, Su Jie broke into a broad smile, evidently satisfied with the contents of Di Pingqiu’s Storage Bag, feeling that his venture into danger hadn’t been in vain.

After putting away the Storage Bag, Su Jie held the thousand-hand centipede and cleaned up the battlefield, then continued onward, in search of the next target.