Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: The Death of Ji Xue (Requesting Recommendation Votes)

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“Where has the Pavilion Master gone?”

“What is this speed…”

“Although the Pavilion Master’s Martial Path strength is only at the Dragon Vein Realm, his Magic Cultivation must be much, much higher than ours.”

Seeing Su Han disappear, those beside him, Hong Chen, Liuyun, and others all showed shocked expressions.

Since they had joined the God-Slaying Pavilion, this was the first time they had seen Su Han’s strength. Although he hadn’t made a move or killed anyone, just the sheer speed of coming and going without a trace had left them extremely shocked.

…

Blood Demon Sect, Sect Residence.

At this moment, the Sect Residence of the Blood Demon Sect had been mostly destroyed; the ground was covered in either corpses or dust. All the previous luxury and cleanliness had turned into a complete mess.

“Whizz!”

A figure rushed in from outside, directly entering the council hall.

This person was a mess, with blood-red eyes. Beneath that angry red, deep fear was hidden.

It was the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect, Ji Xue!

“Damn it! Damn it!!!”

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Ji Xue looked back and saw a middle-aged man walking leisurely from a distance with a playful and mocking expression on his face, clearly not in a hurry to kill him.

“Su Yunming, God-Slaying Pavilion…”

Ji Xue roared in a low voice, “You might as well revel now. My Blood Demon Sect indeed is no more, but the Sect of True Martial Arts will definitely make you understand what pain is!”

As he spoke, Ji Xue charged again and arrived behind the Sect Master’s seat in the council hall.

There was a Crystal Stone there. Seeing this Crystal Stone, Ji Xue seemed to see hope.

He immediately reached out to slap the Crystal Stone, but at that moment, Ji Xue suddenly looked up.

He saw the space in front of him fluctuate, ripples emerging, followed by the slow appearance of a young and handsome figure in white.

“Is it you?!”

Ji Xue’s face greatly changed; even though he knew he was no match for Su Yunming, he had not looked this way.

Because the handsome young man in front of him was the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion, Su Han!

“What are you doing?”

Su Han looked at Ji Xue and spoke flatly.

“I want all of you dead!!!”

Ji Xue roared fiercely, slamming his palm onto the Crystal Stone.

“Bang!”

The Crystal Stone immediately shattered, a light emerging from it and forming an illusory screen.

In that screen, an old man was watching this scene, looking at Ji Xue.

“What’s wrong?”

The old man saw Ji Xue’s disheveled appearance and slightly furrowed his brows.

“Deputy Sect Master Lin Ying, the Blood Demon Sect has been annihilated!” Ji Xue glanced at Su Han and said darkly.

“What?”

The old man’s eyes widened, somewhat in disbelief.

He was the Deputy Sect Master of the Sect of True Martial Arts, a person at the Peak of the Dragon Pill Realm. The Crystal Stone was given to Ji Xue by him.

The establishment of the Blood Demon Sect owed much to its formidable capabilities and ample funds, closely related to the Sect of True Martial Arts.

Bluntly put, the Blood Demon Sect was a branch of the Sect of True Martial Arts, just not operating under the formal name for certain reasons.

Lin Ying was very aware of the strength and power of the Blood Demon Sect; even at its inception, it already had over ten thousand disciples. If not for the exceedingly strict selection, requiring a minimum of six Dragon Veins, the number of disciples in the Blood Demon Sect might have doubled to thirty thousand!

With such a foundation, it was definitely not inferior to those established Ninth-Rate Sects, and now, Ji Xue was telling him that the Blood Demon Sect had been destroyed?

“Which Eighth-Rate Sect was it?” Lin Ying directly asked.

In his view, only an Eighth-Rate Sect could have annihilated the Blood Demon Sect.

“It’s not an Eighth-Rank Sect.”

Ji Xue’s expression grew even darker: “It’s a Ninth-Rate Sect, the God-Slaying Pavilion.”

“The God-Slaying Pavilion?”

Lin Ying’s brows furrowed yet again.

Logically speaking, to possess the strength to annihilate the Blood Demon Sect, it should be at least an Eighth-Rank Sect, and even if it were a Ninth-Rate Sect, its reputation should certainly be significant.

But he had never heard of this God-Slaying Pavilion.

“This man is the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion!” Ji Xue looked towards Su Han.

Lin Ying’s gaze also followed Ji Xue’s, only to see Su Han standing there with his arms crossed, looking interested.

Lin Ying even wondered if Ji Xue was lying?

The God-Slaying Pavilion had destroyed the Blood Demon Sect, and its master was standing right here, but why hadn’t he killed Ji Xue?

Was it arrogance? Or conceit?

“You are the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion?” Lin Ying spoke.

Su Han grinned and nodded slightly.

“The Blood Demon Sect was a subordinate sect developed by the Sect of True Martial Arts, you would do well to leave a way out for yourself,” Lin Ying said coldly.

“Paths are made by walking them, I don’t need to leave one for myself, and I certainly don’t need others to,” Su Han replied.

“What arrogance!”

Lin Ying snorted coldly, “Do you mean you must destroy the Blood Demon Sect?”

“Your blather is too much, just get out of here.”

Su Han waved his hand, and the screen immediately shattered with a bang.

Ji Xue was stunned for a moment, then turned and fled.

He had thought that with the Sect of True Martial Arts intervening, Su Han would be somewhat cautious and, seeing as the Blood Demon Sect had already been destroyed, Su Han wouldn’t kill him out of respect for the Sect of True Martial Arts.

But he hadn’t expected that Su Han simply didn’t care about the Sect of True Martial Arts, he was practically a madman!

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Ji Xue employed every trick in the book, continuing to sprint, and directly smashed through walls blocking his path with a single palm strike.

But no matter how fast he fled, there was always a figure in white following beside him.

This figure was like a ghost, merely following Ji Xue but not making a move, seemingly wanting to see just how far Ji Xue could run.

With the chase flying by, the hopelessness in Ji Xue’s heart grew further, even giving him a sense of being tormented.

The psychological pressure from the white-clad figure made him feel a surge to end his own life.

This feeling was like knowing you would die, yet not knowing exactly when it would happen.

“What exactly do you want?!”

After running for a while, Ji Xue’s figure suddenly stopped.

He knew he couldn’t escape anymore, and truly didn’t want to flee any longer.

“Did you think relying on the Sect of True Martial Arts would let you live?”

The figure in white also stopped, staring at Ji Xue and said indifferently, “Ever heard of the phrase ‘releasing the tiger back to the mountain’?”

“I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!” Ji Xue roared.

“Then you might as well become a ghost now!”

Su Han’s voice suddenly turned ice-cold, his palm swung, and immediately a white fist shadow blasted towards Ji Xue.

Ji Xue reflexively tried to defend, but in that moment, the space around him suddenly solidified, and he was like he’d turned to stone, wanting to move but his body utterly unable to budge.

“Bang!”

Blood sprayed, brain matter burst.

Ji Xue’s body fell to the ground, lifeless.

The Blood Demon Sect, was utterly annihilated!