Demonic Flame Reaches the Heavens (Part 2)

A magnificent golden light cleaved down towards the Right Saint, while simultaneously, a ball of red light and a ball of green light intertwined in the air, forming a Tai Chi symbol that struck towards the Right Saint. Ling Guangzi focused his mind, controlling the two balls of light and bombarding the Right Saint. Liu Xingzi, meanwhile, manipulated his sword with a sword art, grabbing a golden talisman charm with his left hand and shouting, "Who are you people? How dare you act so presumptuously in my Yiyuan Sect?"

The Right Saint let out a fierce roar, the wrinkles on his face twitching for a moment. He bellowed, "Good, a true expert has finally appeared. Unfortunately, you're still a far cry from me, old man. You're only at the early stage of Spirit Severing, and you, little brat, are merely in Spirit Nurturing, yet you dare to attack me?" He also sent out a stream of green light from his right hand, which entangled Liu Xingzi's sword light. With his left hand, he fiercely grabbed and directly seized Ling Guangzi's magical artifact.

The two balls of light emitted a dazzling brilliance. The Right Saint's claw began to make sizzling sounds, and a burnt smell continuously emanated from it. Ling Guangzi's expression changed drastically. With a soft cry, his body shot up, and a Five Elements Heavenly Lightning struck down towards the Right Saint. The Right Saint laughed maniacally, "That's right, your magical artifact is completely useless against me." His left hand flashed with black smoke, and Ling Guangzi's artifact was already shattered into dust. Ling Guangzi, whose mind was connected to the artifact, let out a pained groan and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Xingzi felt an immense pressure transmitted through his flying sword. The sword light, which was usually agile and obedient, felt sluggish and somewhat out of his control. He suddenly circulated his true qi, but the wound inflicted by the True Dragon Sword on his chest immediately sent a sharp pain through him. He thought to himself, This time, I'm probably doomed. Oh well, oh well. He loosened his grip on the sword art with his right hand, spat out a breath of true qi, and said, "Hasten!" The golden light immediately split into over a thousand strands, forming a net of light in the air that tightly blocked the strange, python-like green light.

Liu Xingzi flicked his left hand, and the golden talisman charm on his left hand, carrying immense lightning, shot out. The talisman charm, no more than an inch in size, instantly expanded to over ten zhang in area and smashed down towards the Right Saint from the sky. Golden light flashed on the talisman charm, and countless talisman charms appeared, a wave of righteous energy permeating the entire Qingyun Flat.

The Right Saint froze for a moment, then shrieked, "'Demon Subduing Treasure Charm'? How did it end up in your hands? Damnable things, I hate this kind of magical artifact the most... Hahahaha, it's a good item, but unfortunately, your strength is a little too lacking." His body flickered, and the Heavenly Lightning unleashed by Ling Guangzi was dodged by him. His right hand had already heavily struck Ling Guangzi's chest. A colossal force like that of a dragon and elephant erupted, and Ling Guangzi's upper torso instantly turned into minced meat and scattered.

Liu Xingzi screamed, "Senior Brother." A spiritual light flashed from Ling Guangzi's corpse, and a completely naked little figure dazedly looked around. It unleashed a spiritual light like lightning and shot out of Qingyun Flat, heading somewhere unknown.

The Right Saint roared in anger, "You bunch of damn fools, why didn't you snatch those Nascent Souls with such profound cultivation? Damn it, how much cultivation could I have gained by consuming them? A bunch of idiots, a bunch of good-for-nothings, a bunch of prodigal sons... You've angered me to death, open up for me!" He raised his hands to the sky and punched out with all his might. With a loud clang, the 'Demon Subduing Treasure Charm', possessing infinite power, its golden light flickering erratically, fell to the ground and returned to its original form.

Liu Xingzi's primordial spirit was violently shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. A sharp claw had already pierced through his back. Spirit Absolute Lord grabbed Liu Xingzi's heart with one hand and swallowed it into his mouth. Liu Xingzi let out a scream, "Demon... you won't take this Daoist's primordial spirit." He decisively vibrated his true qi and detonated his own Nascent Soul. A golden light, no more than ten zhang in area, flashed. Spirit Absolute Lord let out a scream, his entire body charred black and emitting black smoke as he retreated rapidly. His muscles had all turned to charcoal, but his Nascent Soul was preserved.

The Right Saint trembled with rage, "A bunch of trash, you guys are all like this even when facing someone I've beaten to near death?"

A gust of foul wind blew over, and the little cat, drooling profusely, widened its eyes and madly pounced towards the Right Saint. The Right Saint jumped in anger, "You dead tiger, you dare to attack me? Scram..." He grabbed the little cat's front paw, swung it violently, and hammered it into the ground more than ten times before throwing it out of Qingyun Flat, letting the little cat's body fall like feathers. The little cat spat blood from its mouth and fell without a sound.

Li Feng was in the nearby woods. He saw Ling Guangzi's physical body destroyed, Liu Xingzi self-destruct his Nascent Soul, and the little cat beaten to an unknown state and thrown out. He was furious, his muscles tensing. He wanted to rush out and fight desperately, but he didn't dare. He didn't dare to make any sound, fearing that he would be discovered by those black-clothed figures. The aura emanating from those black-clothed figures was too strong; any single one of them was a hundred times more powerful than Li Feng. He knew that if he showed himself, he would surely die.

If it weren't for the 'Heavenly Escape Talisman', if it weren't for the infinite wonder of the 'Heavenly Escape Talisman', he would have already been found by those black-clothed figures who were searching everywhere. Fortunately, no one, including the Right Saint, had reached the 'Void Penetration' realm, and no one could detect him who had already merged with the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Otherwise, even with ten lives, Li Feng would have already perished.

Li Feng trembled all over, hugging his head in extreme pain and crouching in the woods. He thought, Where is Master? Where is Master? Where did Master run off to? Could it be that she too... Li Feng bit his lower lip tightly, and drops of blood flowed down his chin into his neck. He dared not imagine what had happened to Zhao Yue'er. The overwhelming demonic energy emanating from those black-clothed figures had completely terrified Li Feng. He couldn't mobilize even a trace of his true qi, and he didn't even have the strength to escape a short distance.

Li Feng was timid, but at this moment, it had nothing to do with courage. The gap in strength was too vast. Facing these black-clothed figures, Li Feng had no strength to move. He could only rely on the power of the 'Heavenly Escape Talisman' to hide in the woods, blankly watching the black-clothed figures wantonly destroy the immortal-like Qingyun Flat.

Four golden lights shot out from where Ling Guangzi and the others had been in seclusion. Xie Yuezi shouted fiercely, "You demons, this Daoist will fight you to the death!"

The Right Saint laughed wildly and met them with the three Spirit Lords. None of them paid any attention to the heavily injured Spirit Absolute Lord. The primordial spirit of Spirit Absolute Lord let out a fierce cry and directly pounced on the nearest black-clothed figure. After directly devouring the primordial spirit of that black-clothed subordinate, he usurped the nest and the new Spirit Absolute Lord moved his body, letting out a triumphant roar.

With a bang, bang, bang, bang, Gu Lingzi, Lei Zhenzi, and Gui Xinzi were sent flying, blood gushing from their mouths. Xie Yuezi cried out fiercely, and countless golden lights shot out from his body, striking the Right Saint. The Right Saint laughed wildly, reached out with one hand, and forcefully grabbed Xie Yuezi's primordial spirit. Xie Yuezi's primordial spirit struggled for a moment, seeing that it could not break free from the demonic claws, and let out a mournful laugh. The self-detonating golden light erupted from his body.

The Right Saint froze for a moment, waved his hand, and threw Xie Yuezi's primordial spirit into the sky. The dazzling golden light flickered for a moment and then gradually disappeared. The Right Saint roared with extreme dissatisfaction, "Damn it, even now, haven't you captured a single Nascent Soul to devour? You bunch of bastards." He then lunged at Gu Lingzi and the other two.

Gu Lingzi and the other two smiled bitterly, exchanged glances, and simultaneously self-destructed their Nascent Souls. Even though the Right Saint retreated quickly, his outstretched left hand was blown into minced meat. The Right Saint cried out in pain, and his right hand randomly slapped out, sending the Spirit Heart Lord beside him flying three zhang away, stars flashing all over his body.

Several black-clothed figures rushed out from where Xie Yuezi and the others had been in seclusion. They sneered, "Right Saint, Right Saint, heh heh, we've dealt with five, and the one with the lowest cultivation actually self-destructed. Heh heh." The faces of the black-clothed figures were filled with satisfaction. Judging by their bulging belts, they had clearly plundered countless Spirit Pills and magical artifacts.

The Right Saint's triangular eyes widened abruptly, "Excellent, with this, all twelve disciples of the Yiyuan Sect are wiped out, hahahaha. Find the cave dwelling where those five old guys were in seclusion, and I'll take advantage of their inability to move to destroy them, hahahaha..."

A black-clothed figure rushed over, "Right Saint, we've discovered the entrance to the cave dwelling, but the restrictions are too powerful, and our brothers can't get in."

Li Feng roared wildly in his heart, "No, no, no, don't..." He heard the news that Xiao Longzi and the others had been killed and completely broke down. His soul seemed to have left his body, and he collapsed limply in the woods, completely devoid of consciousness.

The Right Saint nodded and said triumphantly, "Excellent, go, we'll destroy those five old guys of the Yiyuan Sect, and with the Chiyou Banner, we can return to see the master. Heh heh, keke."

A massive tremor shook the entire Qingyun Flat. The Right Saint unleashed his supreme demonic art to break through the restrictions set by True Man Qingquan and led all his subordinates into their secluded cave.

The Five Elders of Yiyuan sat in a five-element formation, with the Chiyou Banner fluttering above their heads. Seeing a group of extremely sinister black-clothed figures suddenly rush in, their hearts were greatly shaken. The Chiyou Banner immediately swayed, and Chen Songzi and True Man Huoyun both spat out a mouthful of blood. The Right Saint laughed wildly, too lazy to say more, and directly unleashed his full strength, striking True Man Qingquan in the center. A vast counter-force clashed and reverberated within the cave, and over forty black-clothed figures let out screams as their physical bodies were annihilated...

Two hours later, the Right Saint led his remaining subordinates out of the cave, roaring with laughter. The Chiyou Banner was wrapped around his body.

After walking a few steps on Qingyun Flat, the Right Saint suddenly roared, "Damn it, why haven't those three scoundrels who went to chase the little beauty returned yet? Heh heh, this old grandpa has already enjoyed the beauty, increasing my cultivation by at least five hundred years. What about the little beauty? She'll be a perfect cauldron for me to refine my Yin spirit, excellent."

Li Feng had already completely collapsed on the ground, speechless. "Retribution... If my Senior Martial Uncle Ancestor and the others hadn't coveted that Chiyou Banner, would this have happened?... Retribution... If my Senior Martial Uncles hadn't been so kind, so trusting of others, and had learned from me, Li Feng, how could they have been ambushed by Old Daoist Wu Shen, suffering severe injuries and being unable to resist?... The cycle of heaven and earth... Heavens, are you trying to tell me, Li Feng, that good people don't live long? Then, let me, Li Feng, become a complete villain. What's the point of being a good person anymore?"

A thunderous downpour of lightning struck from the sky.

A black shadow, battered and bruised, flew over from the northwest, trailing a plume of black smoke: "Right Saint, Right Saint, that female brat has an extremely vicious magical artifact. Two brothers were killed by her... Fortunately, this subordinate reacted quickly and escaped disaster... Right Saint, that female brat..."

The Right Saint frowned, grabbed the black-clothed man's neck with his right hand, and roared, "Where is that female brat?"

The black-clothed man trembled all over, "This subordinate was anxious and a stream of Yin Lightning destroyed her right arm, causing her to fall off a cliff. That Yin Lightning was bestowed by you, Right Saint. It's estimated that the female娃娃 won't survive... Right Saint, spare my life..." With a scream, the Right Saint mercilessly snapped his neck, pulled out the Golden Core within his body, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Over there, a group of black-clothed figures let out a cheer. They had finally opened the cave dwelling where Yellow Dragon True Man was worshipped. The lineage book of the Yiyuan Sect was taken out, and the portrait of Yellow Dragon True Man was also taken out.

The Right Saint sneered, "Fine, fine, the harvest this time is quite good. Let's go. I'll leave an illusion for them, so that other righteous people won't come here again. Heh heh, otherwise, the destruction of the Yiyuan Sect would shake the entire cultivation world... Heh heh, we lost over eighty people. If it weren't for the Chiyou Banner, it would be hard to explain... Hmm, Qingquan, Lingwei, Miaomiao, Huoyun, Qingsong... Heh heh, all disciples of the Yiyuan Sect are dead, hahahaha."

The Right Saint glanced at the portrait of Yellow Dragon True Man, and his body trembled violently, "Heavens, 'Seven Absolute Demon Slaying Sword', 'Life Creation Pot', 'Immortal Binding Rope'... This old bastard left so many magical artifacts? Damn it, fortunately, these Yiyuan Sect disciples didn't have them on them, otherwise..."

The Right Saint let out a few low, sinister laughs and drifted away with his subordinates.

Qingyun Flat had completely turned into ruins. In the small patch of woods that remained, only Li Feng lay there like a dead person, enduring the beating of the * .