Fellow Daoist, My Brother Spoke a Little Loudly Just Now

"He's an old acquaintance. Let's go; this matter has nothing to do with us."

As Shi Xuan spoke, he took out a mask from his storage ring and put it on.

Seeing this, Liang Yi behind him also followed suit, and the two of them, master and apprentice, always wore masks when they were in the Land of Slaughter.

However, Shi Xuan didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came knocking on his door.

"Stop!"

A lookout Black Devil Bandits blocked their path.

"Fellow Daoist, is there something you need?"

Shi Xuan asked calmly.

The Black Devil Bandits said, "We Black Devil Bandits Thieves never leave anyone alive. You two are unlucky to have run into us today."

Shi Xuan smiled and said, "We can pretend we didn't see it."

"Snort!"

The Black Devil Bandits sneered, "Only the dead can keep secrets in this world. Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his curved sword down at Shi Xuan and the other man.

Why bother?

Shi Xuan said calmly, and easily grabbed the blade's edge with his hand.

With a snap, the blade shattered.

This scene terrified the Black Devil Bandits, who immediately shouted, "Brother, there's another expert!"

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Eighteen Thieves immediately turned his gaze to Shi Xuan and his companion.

Although the two people in front of me were wearing masks, judging from their voices, they were not very old.

To be able to easily catch a knife from his own brother at such a young age, he must be a prodigy.

The most important reason why the Black Devil Eighteen Bandits were able to roam freely in the Profound Continent for many years without incident was that they avoided provoking powerful forces.

Especially the chosen ones from the Great Sage, such beings not only have powerful backers, but also the ability to challenge those of higher levels.

What he feared most was that he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the young man in front of him.

"My brother spoke a little too loudly earlier, and I apologize for any offense he may have caused. Please forgive him."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xuan's lips curled into a slight smile, "You mean, my disciple and I can leave now?"

"Certainly."

The leader of the Eighteen Thieves even made a gesture of invitation. His underlings looked at their leader with puzzled expressions. This was different from how the Black Devil Eighteen Bandits usually behaved.

"Snort."

Shi Xuan snorted coldly, "You think you can just stop us whenever you want, or make us leave whenever you want? Do you really think we, master and disciple, are made of clay?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Eighteen Thieves' expression beneath the black mask changed slightly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you determined to fight the Eighteen Thieves to the death?"

"Hehe."

Shi Xuan chuckled, "A fight to the death? You think you're worthy?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "I'm giving you a chance to make a move, so you won't accuse me of bullying the weak later!"

"Arrogant!"

The leader of the Eighteen Thieves lived a life of constant danger and was inherently arrogant. Now, being ridiculed like this by an unknown person, he naturally felt a Wuming rage rising in his heart.

He slowly drew the Full Moon Devil Saber from his waist, a powerful weapon of spiritual treasure rank, renowned even in the Profound Continent.

"Devil Sha Slash!"

With a furious shout, the leader of the Eighteen Thieves brought his knife down with a sudden crash.

That slash resembled a crimson crescent moon, its scarlet light staining the entire sky blood-red.

"A trivial skill!"

Shi Xuan didn't even draw the sword from his waist; he formed a sword shape with two fingers and pointed it at the flashing blade.

A burst of Sword Qi erupted from between his two fingers.

Sword Qi appeared, and sword shadows materialized.

The leader of the Eighteen Thieves' pupils dilated instantly upon seeing the sword shadow behind the Sword Qi.

"Sword Intent takes shape, Sword Intent Great Perfection!"

Clang!

With a sword's cry, the crimson sky vanished, replaced by a Sword Qi that streaked across the heavens.

With a tearing sound, it pierced through the body of the leader of the Eighteen Thieves, and the next second his body was separated from his head and fell from the sky.

This scene completely stunned the remaining eighteen thieves present.

"Our eldest brother has fallen! Run!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and the eighteen thieves abandoned their opponents and scattered in all directions.

Shi Xuan didn't chase after them. Instead, he said to Liang Yi behind him, "Xiao Yi, go loot the corpse and see what good treasures this guy has on him."

"Yes."

Liang Yi naturally wouldn't resist such a thing; being able to assist his master was a blessing he had accumulated over several lifetimes.

"Junior Jin Xi thanks Senior for saving me."

The girl in yellow, along with her fellow disciples, stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"I had no intention of saving you; those guys were blind and blocked my way."

Shi Xuan didn't even glance at Jin Xi.

These words naturally drew dissatisfaction from the disciples of the Sacred Dao Academy behind Jin Xi, who all looked at Shi Xuan with displeasure.

"Snort!"

Shi Xuan snorted coldly, and an aura of the Dao Integration Realm instantly enveloped everyone.

The men who were already injured were so shocked by Shi Xuan's imposing aura that they all coughed up blood.

Jin Xi quickly asked, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Shi Xuan said, "I don't like their gaze. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

"Yes."

Jin Xi didn't know who this senior was, but she couldn't afford to anger him now, or they would all perish here.

She quickly urged everyone to flee the area.

After a short while, the people of the Sacred Dao Academy breathed a sigh of relief when they realized that the masked man had not followed them.

A young cultivator said, "Senior Sister Jin, that guy is too awful! Not only did he show you no respect, but he also injured you."

This statement was echoed by many people.

"Not bad, it's a pity we don't know which faction he belongs to, otherwise we'll definitely get our revenge later."

"A guy who's hiding his face and acting suspiciously is probably a heretical cultivator."

"..."

"Shut up!"

Jin Xi interrupted the group, "Don't you want to live anymore? Dao Integration cultivator's divine sense can cover an area of tens of thousands of Wanli. If their divine sense is still on us, none of us here will be able to escape."

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent, no one daring to utter another word.

A female disciple asked, "Senior Sister Jin, are we still going to that place?"

"Of course we have to go, otherwise we'd have come all this way for nothing. But let's rest for a bit first." Jin Xi knew that everyone was seriously injured and didn't urge them to continue their journey.

On the other side, Liang Yi excitedly flew to Shi Xuan with two storage rings in his hand.

"Master, all of that guy's treasures are in these two storage rings."

"Um."

After Shi Xuan responded, he immediately used his divine sense to erase the divine sense imprints on the two storage rings, and then used his divine sense to probe inside the rings...