Chapter 365 The Death of Jiang Yunzi
"What...what should we do?"
Seeing the situation, Jiang Yunzi knew that if things continued like this, his life would be in danger, so he looked around and ran into the hall.
Inside the hall was a secret chamber equipped with an emergency teleportation array, specifically designed to handle such situations.
He glanced furtively at the dire situation, a fierce glint in his eyes, and activated the mechanism. "Don't blame me, if I ever have the chance, I will definitely avenge you!"
After saying that, he plunged into the secret room and quietly escaped alone.
At this moment, an elder who was fighting desperately was hiding behind a pillar in a disheveled state when he was suddenly drawn to a flash of light. Only then did he realize that the emergency magic array had been opened, and he roared, "Damn it, who ran away!"
This emergency formation was known only to the sect leader or elders. He looked around and found that Jiang Yunzi was nowhere to be seen. He was immediately filled with rage and gritted his teeth, saying, "That old bastard!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a terrifying pressure suddenly came from behind him. "Where does that magic array teleport you to?"
Upon hearing this, the elder's breath hitched, and he turned his head in a daze, only to see Feng Yue, radiating demonic energy, standing behind him at some unknown time. "You demonic scoundrel, what do you think—"
Before he could finish speaking, a longsword made of solidified demonic energy pierced through his chest and instantly killed him.
"Too much nonsense."
Feng Yue drew his black demonic sword, kicked the corpse into the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "Your sect leader has escaped. If anyone can tell me the location of the teleportation point first, I will spare his life!"
Upon hearing this, the other elders exchanged glances and eagerly replied, "I know!"
"Lord First Demon, I...I know!"
I know he is—
Feng Yue looked at the surging crowd, his sword-like eyebrows furrowing slightly as he said with a wicked grin, "Their heads are too high."
Upon hearing this, some quick-witted individuals immediately knelt down. In an instant, a sharp demonic blade slashed across, and those who hadn't even had time to react were instantly cut in two, falling to the ground with a thud. Crimson blood splattered everywhere, terrifying those who were still prostrate on the ground, who trembled and dared not even raise their heads.
"Ten miles to the south lies Red Cloud Valley!"
At this moment, a man's voice came, and Chen Yici transformed into a beam of light and rushed over, leaving the elders looking surprised, yet also seemingly touched.
He hadn't returned to the sect since the incident with Yu Zheng and Cheng Rou, but unexpectedly he came back.
Elder Chen…
Chen Yici raised his hand to signal him to be quiet, then stepped forward and bowed to Feng Yue, "Lord Chumo, the culprit is Jiang Yunzi. These disciples are innocent. I hope you will show leniency and spare their lives."
Seeing Feng Yue staring at him coldly and remaining silent, he forced himself to continue, "Rou'er, she certainly wouldn't want you to become a bloodthirsty person—"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly struck by a terrifying pressure and forced to his knees. With a thud, the bluestone brick beneath his knees shattered.
"You've miscalculated by trying to ask me for a favor."
"Lord First Demon, have mercy!"
Chen Yici knelt on the ground and looked up at him, his eyes showing a resolute look, "If you want to vent your anger, you can cut me into a thousand pieces, but could you please spare these disciples!"
"To be torn to pieces?"
Feng Yue looked at him for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fine, your suggestion is good."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished without a trace. When everyone came to their senses, they suddenly felt the aftershocks of a battle coming from afar.
"Is that the direction of Red Cloud Valley?"
Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment. In just a moment, Feng Yue had moved ten miles away. What terrifying speed was that?
After a short while, Feng Yue reappeared, carrying the barely alive Jiang Yunzi in his hand. "Where are you going?"
With a loud thud, he was thrown from the sky by Feng Yue. He vomited blood again, staring at him in horror, "Lord Chu Mo... have mercy! I was tricked by Bai Qingyi and the others..."
Jiang Yunzi knelt on the ground, completely devoid of his usual arrogance, and kept kowtowing to Feng Yue in the air, "Please, please, please spare my life!"
"OK."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunzi was taken aback. He hadn't expected Feng Yue to agree, and his face lit up with joy. But the next second, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Feng Yue, a cold smile on his face, took out a jet-black demonic sword and threw it down from the sky, saying in a deep voice: "If people from your Qingyue Sect take turns stabbing you with their swords, and you are lucky enough to survive, then I will let you go."
"What?" Jiang Yunzi's face was filled with horror. She looked around at the more than one hundred people present and shook her head tremblingly. "No, no!"
The Demon Lord looked at everyone present and sneered, "The First Demon Lord is merciful, giving you all a chance to clean house. What are you all standing there for?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances. After a moment's thought, the leading elder picked up the demonic sword from the ground and, without a word, slashed at him with it. "Hmph, you were the one who acted ruthlessly first, so don't blame us for being unjust!"
"you--!"
Jiang Yunzi's face was contorted with rage as he stared blankly at his chest. Wisps of demonic energy eroded his body, instantly restraining him and preventing him from even unleashing his self-destruction power.
Now that someone had started, the disciples present all gathered around. He retreated with a look of terror on his face, "I... I am the sect leader... You are treating me like this... That is betraying your master and destroying your ancestors!"
At that moment, no one cared about his threats anymore. They scrambled to grab the demon sword and slashed it fiercely, yelling, "Aaaaah—!"
Immediately, Jiang Yunzi, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, let out desperate and painful cries that echoed throughout the valley of Qingyue Gate.
Feng Yue coldly observed everything, straightened his sleeves, sat back in his chair, glanced at Chen Yici who was resting his chin on his hand, looking utterly bored, and asked, "Which other restaurants are there?"
Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord unfurled the scroll, his finger tracing the large red X marks to the latest position before pausing. "Uh, that Illusionary Sound Sect..."
"oh?"
The Demon Lord chuckled, "Hehe, the intelligence I presented said that they only went there and didn't seem to make a move. I think we can skip this one."
"Skip it?" Feng Yue's sharp gaze swept over him. "Since you went there, wouldn't it be very impolite of me not to pay you a visit in person?"
"Huh?" The Demon Lord looked troubled. "Are we really going to the Illusionary Sound Sect?"
"Um?"
Seeing his displeasure, the Demon Lord cursed inwardly, "Go away!"
He turned and gestured to Han Qiao, and the warship immediately turned and headed towards the Huan Yin Gate. The group left in a grand procession.
The Demon Lord stood at the bow of the ship, a bitter feeling rising in his heart. "What a tragedy..."
Ever since Feng Yue's consciousness was taken over by the First Demon, he has been living in constant fear, afraid of displeasing this master and getting a fatal blow, which would ruin his new body.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. He really missed that soft, cute kid; at least he was still an older brother...
"What are you standing there for? Come and pour me some wine!"
Hold!
Feng Yue's voice suddenly came from behind, startling the Demon Lord so much that he shuddered and put on a practiced smile, "Alright! Coming, coming!"
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