Can You Fight Three at Once?

Guzhou, Azure Nether Sword Sect.

Bai Qiuran rode the Clear Autumn Waters, transforming into a streak of light, and arrived above the Azure Nether Mountains.

Looking down from here, even the Blackstone Mountains that he had carried over to allow Tang Ruowei to practice her skills could be clearly seen. However, the Mountain Protection Array of the Azure Nether Sword Sect had indeed been broken. Visibly, several nodes on the mountain range had been blasted into large craters by Arts.

There were still some Cultivators moving around on the mountain. They seemed to be doing some kind of labor for the Demon Race. Most of these Cultivators used to be members of the Azure Nether Sword Sect, but Bai Qiuran had already silently expelled them from the Azure Nether Sword Sect in her heart.

Without concealing himself, he landed directly on Seven Star Peak, in front of the small courtyard where he lived.

Surprisingly, no Demon Race or traitorous Cultivators came here. It seems that this remote mountain peak is unlikely to attract the interest of others at any time.

He pushed the door open and checked briefly; nothing was missing, so it seemed no one had come.

Indeed, there were no valuables in his room. The storeroom was filled with spare Iron Sword and ordinary cloth robes. All the valuable Cultivation Technique he created and the high-level Magical Artifact and pills he refined were stored in the storeroom of the Azure Nether Sword Sect.

Those places should have already been looted by the traitorous Cultivators.

Perfect timing! He also needed to have a serious talk with these people about the issue of compensation for the losses suffered by the Azure Nether Sword Sect.

Bai Qiuran closed her door, locked it, and then flew towards the Qingming Sect Main Peak without looking back.

Outside the sect leader's residence on Sect Master Main Peak of the Azure Nether Sword Sect Other Courtyard, a group of Cultivators followed a Demon Race.

The Cultivators were all dressed in the robes of the Azure Nether Sword Sect, which appeared to be red and black, suggesting they originally held a high status. The Demon Race they were following was about the size of a normal human, entirely black, with fire-filled eyes. Its skin resembled some kind of rock shell, and it had two large, curved horns on its head. Its limbs had visible cracks, from which dazzling firelight emanated, and sparks occasionally flew out, making it feel incredibly hot.

Wherever it stepped, it left a deep, scorched footprint, clearly indicating that this Demon Race was also a powerful Demon Venerable.

It exuded an oppressive aura, and the Cultivators following behind it dared not utter a sound.

But their silence didn't mean the Demon Venerable remained silent. After ascending the steps, the Demon Venerable slowly spoke, asking, "Human Race Cultivators, is there any news of your kin who escaped?"

"Reporting to Lord Demon, they must have fled to the Heavenly Demon Sect."

A former Executive Elder of the Azure Nether Sword Sect replied, "The Headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Sect is located in the Northern Abyss Lands, which is the best feng shui location in the Northern Abyss. It's easy to find."

"Um."

The Demon Venerable left a melting footprint as he arrived in front of the Other Courtyard's Sect Master.

"Those humans aren't a threat. What I really want to know is who killed my fellow countrymen in the mountains outside the Prison that day."

As he spoke, he placed his palm on the wooden door of the courtyard. The Demon Venerable tried to push the door open, but the heat from his palm ignited the wooden door, burning it to ashes.

Looking at the consequences of his actions, the Demon Venerable rubbed his hands together, then stepped straight into the courtyard through the doorway.

The Spirit Plant and herbs that Jueyunzi had originally planted in his courtyard all shrank their branches and leaves due to the scorching heat emanating from him, and some of the heat-sensitive herbs even withered and died.

The Demon Venerable led these Cultivators to the place where Jueyunzi used to oversee affairs, and sat down on the wooden chair that belonged to the Sect Master.

"The only ones who could pose a threat to the Demon Lord are probably Immortals..."

The Executive Elder of the Azure Nether Sword Sect stood below the Demon Venerable Lord, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "However, in the Mortal Realm... I do know of such an existence."

"Oh? Who is it?"

The Demon Venerable asked with great interest.

"Yes..."

The Executive Elder gritted his teeth and said, "He is a legend in the Cultivation World, and he is from our Azure Nether Sword Sect..."

"What do you mean by 'your Azure Nether Sword Sect '?"

A lazy voice suddenly came from outside the Great Hall of the Other Courtyard, interrupting their conversation.

The Demon Venerable frowned slightly, while the deserters from the Azure Nether Sword Sect turned ashen-faced.

"I never imagined there were beings like this among humans, capable of evading my detection."

The Demon Venerable looked into the room and spoke in a voice as loud as Great Bell.

Who are you?

There was no reply from the person outside. After a moment, a White Hair young man in a white robe walked in leisurely with his hands behind his back.

His gaze held a hint of leisure, just as it always did whenever he came here, as he casually swept over everyone present.

When his gaze swept over them, the disciples who had defected from the Azure Nether Sword Sect all lowered their heads, some whispering, "Martial Ancestor Uncle."

"Don't call me Martial Ancestor Uncle, why are you being so familiar with me?"

Bai Qiuran smiled at them and said, "You're not disciples of the Azure Nether Sword Sect, why are you calling me Martial Ancestor Uncle?"

The head Executive Elder, sweating profusely, stammered, "But... but we are..."

No, you are not.

Bai Qiuran calmly scanned their faces, then took a deep breath.

"You dare call yourselves disciples of the Azure Nether Sword Sect? Traitors!"

The sound suddenly rose, accompanied by a burst of energy that shattered the doors and windows of the Great Hall, sending debris flying everywhere.

The Hurricane whipped the robes of these traitors from the Azure Nether Sword Sect into a fluttering sound; they kept their mouths tightly shut and their eyes closed.

A moment later, the Hurricane dissipated, and Bai Qiuran's expression softened again. He smiled, straightened the clothes of the leading Executive Elder, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "However, guests are guests, and our Azure Nether Sword Sect cannot be impolite. Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you now."

Suddenly, applause rang out from the side. The Demon Venerable, sitting crookedly in Jueyunzi's seat, clapped while laughing.

"You humans are truly fascinating creatures."

It laughed loudly, "The Demon God is truly insightful, having adopted such a strategy. I love seeing you fight amongst yourselves like this."

Bai Qiuran tilted her head and looked at it, feigning surprise as she asked, "Huh? When did a Demon Monster appear in my Azure Nether Sword Sect? And what is Demon God?"

"Heh, so you're the one who killed my compatriots."

The Demon Venerable laughed, "I acknowledge your power, but do you know that I am not the only Venerable One present in this sect? The number of our clansmen guarding this place is several times that of those in the Prison."

As it spoke, the ceiling suddenly cracked, and a demon lord, with a body entirely white, a pair of enormous wings on his back, and a Demon Venerable like that of an eagle, descended from the sky and landed on Bai Qiuran's left side behind him.

Then, another shadow snaked in from outside the door, transforming into a faceless humanoid Demon Venerable who stood to the right behind Bai Qiuran.

Together with the Flame Demon Venerable seated there, they formed a triangle, surrounding Bai Qiuran in the middle.

The Flame Demon Venerable sat in his seat, looking up at the silent Bai Qiuran, and laughed, "You can defeat one Demon Venerable, but can you fight three at once?"

"Snort."

Bai Qiuran suddenly chuckled and said, "You mean... like this?"

He stretched out his hand, and suddenly two heads appeared in his hand: one was white like a hawk, and the other looked like a human but had no facial features.

At the same time, the Flame Demon Venerable suddenly felt that he had lost control of his body.

Its eyes widened, and a stream of molten blood spurted from its throat, landing on the ground and igniting a patch of earth.