Chapter 342 Unlucky Feng Yue
After leaving Peach Blossom Valley, Feng Yue flew westward. Suddenly, the Demon Lord in his mind said, "Wait, there seems to be a small town below. You should rest for a while and recover your depleted spiritual energy."
The journey day and night had taken its toll on Feng Yue, so he landed in the small town below. To his surprise, he ran into an acquaintance as soon as he landed.
"Feng Yue!" Shi Yi's face was grim. Without waiting for his reply, he grabbed him and pulled him into an alley. "What are you doing here?"
Feng Yue said, "I...I have something to take care of..."
Shi Yi gestured for him to be quiet, then craned his neck to look around and asked, "Are you alone?"
Feng Yue nodded. "By the way, what are you doing here?"
"Oh no!" Shi Yi whispered, lowering his voice, "The various immortal sects of the Eastern Region are currently gathering and heading to Peach Blossom Valley! I secretly sent a jade slip to Xiao Xi, but I don't know if she received it!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yue looked towards the street and indeed saw many disciples from various sects. "How could it be so fast..."
Seeing his pale face, Shi Yi patted him on the shoulder and advised, "You should leave here now. If other sects see you, you might not be able to leave!"
"Okay, thank you!"
Even without the Demon Lord's urging, Feng Yue knew he was in a dangerous situation, so after a brief thank you, he ran out of the town.
But Feng Yue suddenly stopped running, startling the Demon Lord. "What are you doing, kid?"
Seeing that Feng Yue ignored him, he followed his blank gaze and indeed saw Qing Yu's figure.
have to.
The Demon Lord sighed inwardly; apart from this little beauty, no one could make him look like this.
Qingyu was talking with her disciples and was completely unaware of the strange occurrences.
Feng Yue felt his breath catch in his throat, his fists clenched tightly beneath his sleeves, "He's here too..."
"Alas, you two are from different realms, immortals and demons, and were never meant to be together. You should just give up on that idea as soon as possible," the Demon Lord said. "Hey, don't just stand there, hurry up and leave this place!"
Feng Yue lowered his dark eyes, turned around and continued running towards the city gate, when suddenly someone in the distance exclaimed, "Feng Yue?"
Feng Yue subconsciously looked up and saw several disciples of the Qingyang Sect walking towards him. He immediately felt a sense of foreboding.
The sudden sound attracted the attention of many people, and Qingyu and her group in the distance also looked over.
The Demon Lord exclaimed, "Damn it, brat, run!"
Feng Yue summoned his flying artifact and flew out of the city in a flash. Only then did the disciples of Qingyang Sect react, exclaiming, "Damn it!"
"Hurry, hurry, go after them!"
"If we catch him, we'll have accomplished a great feat!!"
"Stop! Don't run!"
The disciples all chased after them. Qingyu's heart skipped a beat when she saw this. After giving a few brief instructions, she also flew off on her magical artifact to catch up.
News of Feng Yue's appearance spread quickly, exciting many sects. If they could capture him, their chances of conquering Peach Blossom Valley would increase significantly.
As a result, cultivators from many forces, both large and small, volunteered to go out of the city to capture people and claim credit, and the number of people chasing Feng Yue increased rapidly.
Feng Yue suddenly darted into the dense forest and fled, skillfully dodging obstacles in front of him, thus gradually slowing down his escape.
Seeing the group relentlessly pursuing them, the Demon Lord hurriedly warned, "Quick! Kill those tails behind us first!"
"Kill them?" Feng Yue hesitated. If he really killed them here, he would never be able to turn back.
The Demon Lord urged, "Don't hesitate any longer, keeping them alive will expose our whereabouts!"
"I know!" Feng Yue said through gritted teeth, his eyes cold and deep. He summoned a long, slender black sword and slashed fiercely at the pursuing group.
The men who caught up with Feng Yue were caught off guard and two of them died on the spot in the blink of an eye.
The dark, dense forest was instantly filled with the stench of blood, and a chilling, terrifying pressure brought the hot-headed crowd to their senses.
Feng Yue is a demonic cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.
For a long time, because of his low-key nature, they had almost forgotten this fact.
They are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so catching up with them is practically a free gift!
The remaining few turned to run away, but before they could get far, Feng Yue slashed them down with a single blow. Their corpses fell from the sky, startling the hiding beasts into fleeing in terror.
Seeing that the trouble was resolved, Feng Yue continued to flee forward.
Not long after he left, the people who arrived saw their disciple's tragic death and were filled with rage, cursing loudly.
Seeing the scene of corpses strewn across the ground, Qingyu's face also turned grim. "Feng Yue..."
At this moment, several figures flashed in from behind. It was Lin Wenhao, the leader of Qingyang Sect, and his elders. Seeing their disciple die tragically, they roared, "That Feng Yue! He actually dared to kill my disciple! Elders, come with me to kill him!"
Seeing the group of people chasing after them aggressively, Qing Yu's face also showed anxiety. It seemed that there were even cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage among them. If they were caught, it would be terrible.
"That idiot!"
"Qingyu!" Shi Yi arrived just then after hearing the news. He swallowed hard as he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground. "Where's Feng Yue?"
Qingyu: "They ran away."
Shi Yi: "Tsk, this guy... this is going to be difficult."
He killed so many people at once. If he were really caught, even if his master pleaded for him, it would be no use!
After thinking for a moment, Qingyu said, "Let's go, let's follow them and see what's going on."
...
As Feng Yue flew away at high speed, he naturally felt the pressure behind him. In no time, he was surrounded from both sides.
"Hmph, you little brat, let's see where you can run now!" Lin Wenhao said angrily.
Feng Yue watched the group warily, trying to find the best escape route. One of the Nascent Soul cultivators sneered, "I never thought that the reincarnation of the Primordial Demon would be such a piece of trash."
Feng Yue: "..."
Lin Wenhao, standing beside him, chuckled and said, "Elder, if we can successfully capture him, we will have made a great contribution within the Immortal Alliance. We will definitely be able to compete for the position of council elder in the future. Please lend us your help later."
"Hmm." The reclusive elder glanced at him. "If it weren't for the sect, I wouldn't bother with it."
"Yes, yes, thank you for your help, Elder."
Just as they were talking, Feng Yue tried to escape while they weren't paying attention, but he was trapped by the rising barrier.
At this moment, the Demon Lord within their sea of consciousness grew anxious. If things dragged on like this, it would ultimately be disadvantageous for them. "We must finish this quickly! Hand over your body to me!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yue did not hesitate and directly handed over control of his body to the Demon Lord. Instantly, demonic energy surged from his body. "You dogs, stop talking nonsense and come and die!"
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