Chapter 235 Soul Dissipates



Holy crap, what is this thing?!

Bi Xie's thousand words boiled down to one "Holy crap!" When Xie Yang Zhenjun saw what was happening, he exclaimed "Feng Xie!" He was distracted for a moment before being grabbed by the waist by sharp claws and lifted up.

"Great Ancestor!" Bi Xie cried out urgently, not having time to consider whether the black needles were poisonous or not. He threw out a thunderbolt that barely blocked the beauty's face and rushed towards the Sunset True Lord.

"The leader of the Golden Light Sect is as weak as a chicken," a mocking laugh echoed from the black mist. "Oh, I recognize you. Three hundred years ago, when the four great immortal sects destroyed my Yin Demon Sect, you were one of the leaders!"

The True Lord of the Setting Sun glared angrily: "He Gao, evil will never prevail over good. The Floating Light Continent will never be the domain of demonic cultivators!"

"Hahaha, still stubborn even when death is imminent! With the Celestial Venerable Chongyu dead, I don't even need the Demon Ancestor to lift a finger. I can lead my demonic cultivators and beasts to raze the four great immortal sects! Hahaha—"

As if seeing the dawn of the revival of demonic cultivation, He Gao's laughter grew increasingly arrogant, "Fine, I'll send you on your way first!"

The claws tightened, and Bi Xie's heart tightened as well.

Just then, an immense pressure suddenly approached, and the cultivators and demonic cultivators with weaker cultivation levels screamed and fell directly off their flying magical artifacts.

The monsters on the ground seemed to sense something terrifying, their bodies trembling like leaves as they hesitated and retreated.

Even Bi Xie, who was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe, and soon a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

He Gao excitedly cried out, "Lord Demon Ancestor, Lord Demon Ancestor has arrived!"

"Welcome back to the world, Demon Ancestor."

The remaining demonic cultivators on the ground and in the sky seemed to be possessed, screaming wildly, their cries soaring into the heavens, "Welcome back to the Demon Ancestor!"

"Welcome back to the world, Demon Ancestor!"

"Welcome back to the world, Demon Ancestor!"

The sea of ​​clouds over the Tianshan Mountains rolled and the faint sound of thunder could be heard.

A black shadow emerged from the sea of ​​clouds. As the man in black approached, the oppressive aura grew stronger and stronger, and many cultivators who were barely able to stand on their flying magical artifacts turned pale.

He Gao, who had been hiding in the black mist, revealed himself and looked respectfully at the black-clad man floating in mid-air in front of him, unable to hide his excitement.

The man, dressed in a long black robe, stood there with his dark hair casually draped over his shoulders. His exquisitely beautiful face held a cynical smile, yet his eyes were filled with desolation, as if the people beneath his feet were not the common folk, but ants.

"He Gao, are you looking for death?" A face with red lips and white teeth uttered words that sent chills down one's spine.

He Gao's respectful expression faltered for a moment. What did the Demon Ancestor mean by this?

He was puzzled, but dared not speak, nor could he speak.

Without him realizing it, his throat felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, choking him so tightly that his soul almost left his body.

He could already sense that the Yin spirits on the Yin Refining Banner had noticed his unstable soul and were beginning to stir.

He looked at the man in black with a mixture of confusion and pity, his face pale as he stretched out a hand...

The black mist-formed claws vanished instantly, and Xieyang Zhenjun fell to the ground, caught by Bi Xie's moonlight. He stared blankly at the handsome, godlike man, his eyes wide with horror, his mouth opening and closing, "Ji Gui, Demon Ancestor Ji Gui..."

Bi Xie pursed her lips. She had wanted him to enjoy himself as Wuyou for a while longer, but she never expected that without him, she would ultimately be nothing.

"He Gao, your ears must be deaf. I have said that the affairs of demonic cultivators are none of my business. The title of Demon Ancestor is just something you bestowed upon me. I, Ji Gui, roam the world freely, and I am free to do as I please. Whether the Floating Light Continent is ruled by the righteous path or governed by demonic cultivators is none of my concern!"

"You secretly released my pet from the Abyss of Demons. Are you prepared to die?" The man spoke slowly, his question seemingly calm, yet it struck everyone like a thunderclap.

In that instant, all sounds in the world were drowned out by the man's lazy and casual voice.

"Hehe, silence means consent, you should be punished," the man suddenly laughed, his handsome face like a blood-red lotus slowly blooming, almost bewitching.

The setting sun was startled and looked at He Gao, who had been behaving strangely since the beginning but had remained silent.

Bi Xie also glanced sideways at it.

He Gao's face was as white as paper, and his body trembled like a leaf. Suddenly, his eyes rolled back, and he spat out a tiny baby from his mouth. The baby crawled out of his mouth and ran away in terror.

Ji Gui curled the corners of his mouth, casually moved his fingertips, and a gust of wind shot out like a meteor, turning into a wind blade in the air, directly piercing through the fleeing baby.

The tiny baby let out a mournful cry and then vanished into the air as tiny specks of light.

And He Gao's body also quickly dissipated after the baby disappeared.

The demonic cultivators were dumbfounded when they saw this.

The Demon Ancestor killed Lord Hegao...

Lord Hegao was at the late Nascent Soul stage, yet he vanished into nothingness so easily?

Why does the Demon Ancestor kill his own people?

The demon cultivators were somewhat stunned and angry. Could such a Demon Ancestor really lead them to revitalize demon cultivation?

Their revered Demon Ancestor, whom they held in high esteem, personally stated that the affairs of demonic cultivators were none of his concern.

Were Lord Hegao lying to them all along? He said that after finding the Demon Ancestor, the Floating Light Continent would be the domain of demonic cultivators, and that the Demon Ancestor didn't care about their rise and fall!

The demonic cultivators who had survived by sheer luck were all bewildered and furious. The demonic beasts that He Gao had brought suddenly became uncontrollable, as if they had fallen into a great fear. They trembled like quails and had no fighting power whatsoever.

After a period of stubborn resistance, the demonic cultivators were wiped out by the combined efforts of the disciples of the Golden Light Sect.

As Bi Xie helped True Lord Xie back to the main hall of Cuiwei Peak, his face still showing fear, he remained silent for a while before looking at Bi Xie as if he couldn't understand.

"Feng Xie, Ji Gui killed He Gao... Why did he kill He Gao? After killing He Gao, he left without saying a word. Why didn't he slaughter my Jin Guang Sect?"

Bi Xie's eyes flickered as he continued to channel spiritual energy into Xieyang Zhenjun: "Great Ancestor, Feng Xie also does not know."

The True Lord of the Setting Sun sighed: "These demonic cultivators have no rules or methods. It's not surprising that you don't know them. I also can't figure out what this Demon Ancestor Ji Gui is thinking. But we still can't let our guard down."

Bi Xie nodded with his eyelids lowered and withdrew his hand: "Grand Ancestor, you should rest well. Feng Xie will go back first."

“Alright,” True Lord Xieyang said wearily, “You’ve been frightened too. Go back and rest well. Other sects should be coming to our sect in a few days. Come over then.”

Bi Xie hummed in agreement and walked outside.

On the square, many cultivators were blankly cleaning up the battlefield. Some cultivators were wiping away tears with their sleeves. One after another, the unrecognizable and bloodied corpses were carried out.

Bi Xie walked over, and several Foundation Establishment stage inner disciples greeted him respectfully before dejectedly continuing to use the Rain Transformation Technique to clean up the bloodstains.

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