Decree of the Immortal Official
Chapter 42

Act When It's Time to Act

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"Demon Tamer?"

Shang Yunhai saw through the man's origins at a glance.

Unlike the ordinary sort of beast taming that resembled keeping pets, Demon Tamers were a branch of Mystic Art Masters. They could plant a mark refined from their Divine Soul into a demonic beast's body while it was still young. Once the beast grew up, it might become far stronger than the Demon Tamer himself, yet because of that mark, it would remain under his control forever.

Some high-level Demon Tamers could even directly descend their will into a demonic beast's body, using that more powerful flesh to fight.

Some demonic beasts took hundreds or even thousands of years to mature. If the Demon Tamer who planted the mark could not wait for it to grow up, he could pass the mark down to his descendants.

Thus, Demon Tamers were exceedingly rare in this world, yet they often produced freakish figures whose combat power far surpassed their own realm. Once encountered, they were usually extremely troublesome.

Even those a major realm above them were unwilling to fight Demon Tamers head-on.

And this Black Robed Man, arriving in a blaze of fury, drove three ferocious demonic beasts into a charge.

"Awooo—"

On the left, a massive silver-gray wolf with iron-like fur let out a bloodthirsty howl. Cold light flashed in its blood-red eyes, and with two leaps, it crossed the courtyard spanning over a hundred zhang before pouncing over.

On the right was a gigantic ink-black bat, as tall as a person. It was astonishingly fast, flashing before them in an instant.

In the center was a male lion with four wings sprouting from its back. It looked imposing and terrifying beyond measure.

Without another word, Wen Yifan and Shang Yunhai both leaped forward to meet them.

A great battle erupted without warning.

Liang Yue flashed aside, temporarily avoiding the front-line battlefield.

It was not a question of fear. This fight was simply a little above his level; he could not even judge what realms the two sides had reached.

Before he had a clear grasp of the situation, he would not rashly intervene. Otherwise, he would only be more likely to cause trouble.

For now, there were only two words he needed to remember: trust them.

Shang Yunhai shot into the air. In midair, his form abruptly transformed, his body swelling dramatically as he let out a beast-king roar. "Roar!"

By the time he landed, he had become a half-beastman. His muscular, sinewy body slammed into the giant wolf. Though there was still a vast difference in size, his strength did not fall short in the slightest.

Boom—

Facing the giant wolf's pounce, he braced it with both fists and actually withstood it head-on. With a burst of force, he even flipped the wolf into the air!

The giant wolf rolled three times across the ground. Amid a chaotic crash and rumble, it crushed a large stretch of the outer wall.

"Come on—" Shang Yunhai roared, hammering his chest with his right fist until it boomed.

Whoa.

Liang Yue watched with a twitch of his lips.

Brother Shang usually looked refined and gentle, like the sort of honest man who would not get angry even if someone insulted his parents. Once he entered battle form, he was this wild?

Even the giant wolf was startled by Shang Yunhai's ferocity and hesitated for a moment. The Black Robed Man in midair tightened his expression, brilliance flashing in his eyes as though he had urged it onward.

"Awooo—" Only then did the giant wolf's eyes turn blood-red again as it pounced once more.

Whoosh! Bam!

Shang Yunhai soared into the air and delivered a flying kick, sending the giant wolf's jaw snapping upward. A miserable howl choked out of its throat.

Liang Yue was hiding behind a pillar, observing the battlefield, when he failed to notice the huge shadow that suddenly enveloped him from above.

Confused, Liang Yue looked up and was immediately both startled and amused.

The enormous Silver Guardian Beast had apparently awakened at some point. It was now in the exact same pose as him—one claw wrapped around a pillar, trying to use it to conceal its body. Its round, massive head looked utterly lost, its large eyes darting about as though they were saying... The baby is terrified.

"Heh." Liang Yue laughed.

So this ferocious-looking giant was a coward too.

Shang Yunhai had the upper hand on his side.

Wen Yifan, meanwhile, was fighting one against two. With a lift of her hand, she scattered sword light across the sky.

Mystic Sect Myriad Swords Technique!

The sky full of sword light pierced straight through the blood bat. The demonic bat's body dispersed into a misty cloud of blood.

The seemingly powerful flying lion was sliced directly into countless fragments, and a shower of blood rained down with a splatter.

Instant kill!

It was simply horrifying.

This woman, ranked near the top of the Young Phoenix Ranking, was no ordinary opponent. Even a Demon Tamer who had cultivated for years would feel his heart skip a beat.

The Demon Tamer's true body had originally been floating in midair. As the myriad swords swept past like clouds, they knocked him down to the ground as well.

He formed hand seals with both hands, activating all his cultivation to condense the blood bat's form again.

And this time, he drove it with his full concentration. Light blazed around the demonic bat, turning it into a dazzling crimson sun!

"Die!" the Demon Tamer shouted, and that blood sun smashed toward Wen Yifan.

But Wen Yifan did not indulge him at all. She raised her hand and expanded the sword radiance until it was as broad and thick as a door panel. A giant sword hung in the air, then slashed the blood sun apart with a single stroke.

The Demon Tamer's heart trembled. With a twist of both hands, the blood sun exploded with a thunderous blast!

The demonic bat self-destructed, transforming into a mass of viscous blood mist that trapped Wen Yifan inside.

It could not hurt her, but it could hold her back for a moment.

After only a brief clash, the Demon Tamer made a wise decision.

He could not win.

Run!

This little girl was vicious!

If he kept fighting, he would surely be doomed.

With the blood mist buying him a little time, he turned to ride the wind into the air. Yet before he could take flight, he saw a flash of snow-bright blade light!

Just then, after observing the situation for a while, a bold thought suddenly arose in Liang Yue's heart.

He had heard that Mystic Art Masters possessed powerful Divine Souls but weak bodies. Once a martial artist got close, even if the Mystic Art Master's cultivation far surpassed his opponent's, he would still face immense danger.

Why not test it out?

When it was time to act, he should act!

He happened to have the long blade he had taken from the man in black earlier at his waist, and it felt quite handy in his grip. He immediately drew it and charged forward.

At this moment, the Demon Tamer was fully occupied with Wen Yifan, with several dozen zhang between them.

For a Second Realm martial artist, crossing several dozen zhang took no more than an instant!

Generally speaking, Demon Tamers were a type of Mystic Art Master, and their physical bodies did not improve much with their realm. Even high-realm Mystic Art Masters remained frail.

Yet when this Demon Tamer landed, he paid no attention to Liang Yue's position.

Because he had never regarded this Second Realm martial artist as a threat.

Even when he saw Liang Yue truly charging at him, the Demon Tamer felt no fear. Instead, a sneer curved across his lips.

A mere crude Second Realm martial artist, stupid to the extreme. He could neither fly nor release his qi outward.

He could not even get within ten zhang of him.

Without a care, he prepared to rise into the air!

But what the Demon Tamer had not expected was that when Liang Yue was still ten zhang away, his body and footwork suddenly wheeled in an unimaginable fashion. His entire figure streaked through the air in a twisted afterimage.

In an instant, he swung his blade light before the Demon Tamer.

So fast.

What kind of movement technique was this?

In the brief moment that question crossed the Demon Tamer's mind, the Second Realm martial artist had already closed to within three zhang of him. One more step, and the long blade would be able to wound him.

Snap.

Though panicked, the Demon Tamer still responded. Flipping his hand, he produced a jade talisman and crushed it with a snap.

With a rumbling crack, an earthen wall rose from the ground between Liang Yue and him. So long as the wall delayed him for an instant, he would have time to form seals and ride the wind skyward again.

Even if this martial artist was somewhat strange, he was still only in the Second Realm. His cultivation was inherently insufficient; there was no way he could break through his—

Eh?

As that thought arose, a boom sounded. Several surging streams of blade light actually smashed through the talisman-generated wall, not even allowing it to delay him in the slightest.

This Second Realm martial artist actually possessed such powerful blade arts?

That sweeping waterfall of blade light was none other than the Hu Family Blade Technique.

Liang Yue burst through the wall. He was still one zhang away from the Demon Tamer when, beneath the latter's horrified gaze, he swung his blade light again.

Shhk—

Surging blade qi struck from afar.

Mystic Art Masters had never been known for their physical bodies. At this moment, the Demon Tamer had no other choice but to use his final method.

Unless he had been driven into a corner today, he would never have used this move...

The Mystic Art Master raised both hands and suddenly shouted like spring thunder, "Spare my life, hero!"

Liang Yue did not hold back in the slightest. Blade qi crisscrossed the air!

At this critical moment, his opponent's cultivation was far higher than his. This immensely precious chance to get close allowed no room for even the slightest softness!

The Demon Tamer was struck across the chest by that blade qi and sent flying backward, blood spraying across the scene!

Wen Yifan had just broken out of the viscous blood mist, wrapped in sword light. When her gaze swept over, she saw this very scene.

Liang Yue had rushed in—a flash, a break, a blade strike!

Seeing the methods he had displayed, brilliance immediately blossomed in her eyes!

Good morning.

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