Chapter 404: Four Against One, And Yet He’s the One Who Gets the Kill!
In the Eastern Demon Clan, at Wuqi Mountain.
In just a breath’s time, Shi Qingyan hurriedly brought Long Huan here.
Beyond this point lay Human Clan territory; they were essentially safe now.
With a sigh of relief, Shi Qingyan set Long Huan down, her pretty eyes creasing as she glanced back towards their starting point.
… At that moment, a massive barrier had enveloped the area.
“It’s Uncle Hu You’s barrier… We’re done for.” Beside her, Long Huan squatted on the ground, hugging his little head with a dejected expression, his lips trembling white. “A barrier set up by the Fox Clan’s bloodline powers could trap even the Great Ascendant Realm! Young Master Sang is really going to get killed by Daddy…”
“Don’t worry.”
Shi Qingyan calmly shot her a sidelong glance. “Young Master Sang isn’t as weak as you think.”
“A nobody like him can’t possibly be the infamous Warden Demon Lord.”
“If he really wants to get away, it shouldn’t be too hard for him.”
“Really, really?” Long Huan looked at her pathetically, his eyes shimmering.
To be honest, Shi Qingyan couldn’t guarantee that.
But there was no point moping around with an air of negativity at a time like this.
Better to choose to believe in her man.
“Speaking of which.” Shi Qingyan turned her head and glared at Long Huan. “What’s got you all worked up? I’m letting you go home safe, and you’re still not happy?”
Long Huan pouted his cherry lips, his big doe eyes particularly pitiful, speaking in a small, timid voice:
“I… I’m afraid that once I get home safely, Daddy will kill Young Master Sang.”
“He can’t die… What will happen to me and the child in my belly if he does…”
So pitiful, on the verge of tears, truly heart-wrenching.
Shi Qingyan: “…”
Indeed, cheating the foolish has its consequences.
Next time, she wouldn’t let Young Master Sang pull this trick again.
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Meanwhile.
With his mask on, Young Master Sang stood before the four Great Ascendant Realm demon beasts, like a lone boat tossed about on a stormy sea.
Just the overwhelming aura that felt like the primordial chaos seemed capable of crushing the narrow gorge around them.
… These were all ancient demon beasts that had lived for thousands of years.
To say Young Master Sang had no psychological burden would be lying.
But he knew he had to hold them off to buy Shi Qingyan time to escape.
He had to confront them regardless.
On the other side, an enraged Long Xiao had clearly been suppressing his anger for far too long. He let out a thunderous roar, bellowing at Young Master Sang:
“Give me back my daughter!”
From within the clouds, a massive dragon head opened its jaws slightly, releasing a beam of black light imbued with destructive power, heading straight for Young Master Sang.
Not planning to go toe-to-toe, Young Master Sang slipped away into the black mist, his figure flickering like a mirage, barely dodging the attack.
Only a massive crater remained where he had stood.
Before Young Master Sang could relax, a nine-tailed giant fox suddenly leapt forward, its claws shimmering with chilling light, seemingly ready to shred the very space around him.
Young Master Sang drew the Dream Jun Sword, raising it to meet the claws. The impact resonated like the grinding of metal against metal.
…Clang.
With a muffled sound, both Young Master Sang and Hu You were pushed back.
However, Hu You managed to stabilize himself after leaving two deep gouges in the ground.
Young Master Sang, on the other hand, found himself facing a fire lion engulfed in flames, which belched forth a fireball as intense as the sun.
“Roar!!”
In another direction, a giant python coiled atop the mountain also opened its mouth wide, shooting two poison arrows from its fangs.
The dark purple venom, radiating a rotting and ominous aura, seemed capable of dissolving anything, making it impossible to approach.
“…Tch.”
Young Master Sang’s eyes turned cold. In an instant, the Dream Jun Sword transformed into a massive cauldron, enveloping him entirely.
In an instant, flames erupted forth, with the cauldron standing unyielding amid the inferno.
Clearly, these four Great Ascendant Realm demon beasts were not only immensely powerful but had also spent years honing their skills and coordinating perfectly.
With their energies tightly locked onto him, Young Master Sang had little room to maneuver and mostly had to endure head-on clashes.
But this was exactly the scenario Long Xiao and the others relished.
In a direct confrontation, not to mention Young Master Sang, even Li Shanyan couldn’t hope to withstand four of them alone.
Soon, after the flames subsided, the cauldron morphed back into the Dream Jun Sword in Young Master Sang’s hands.
He nonchalantly flicked away the toxins clinging to the sword, though the lingering heat made him frown.
“…This kid is more capable than I imagined.” The fire lion Xuan Ao squinted slightly, looking up at the masked figure hovering above.
Logically, coordinating an attack among four Great Ascendant Realms would be an uphill battle.
Yet this mere newly promoted Great Ascendant from the Human Clan appeared to have foreseen every one of their moves, perfectly intercepting their attacks.
Though slightly at a disadvantage, they hadn’t gained a single upper hand either.
It was as if every action of theirs played out in his sight.
Zhen Fu was even more puzzled: “How can this kid be unaffected by my poison?”
Hu You, staring at the bloodied cut on his own fox claw, said solemnly: “Be careful, this kid’s sword is strange; I don’t know what grade of divine weapon it is, but it can injure even our demon bodies. Don’t underestimate him.”
Long Xiao wore a sullen expression as he gazed at him.
“…I refuse to believe a human can reach such a level.”
“Is this all thanks to the treasure of the Earth Guardian? How many Earth Guardian treasures do you have on you?”
“Tch, want to know?” Young Master Sang sneered. “Do you think I’m an idiot who’d spill the beans just to show off?”
“If you can’t even touch me, I thought four Great Ascendants were terrifying—turns out, they’re nothing much.”
“You brat!” Xuan Ao howled, his lion paw charging in with enormous force.
“Alright, alright.”
“Now, it’s my turn.”
The next moment, Young Master Sang’s eyes turned icy, and his figure abruptly dissolved into the black mist.
“Hmm!?”
As Xuan Ao swiped at thin air, astonished at the disappearance, a furious scream echoed in the next moment.
The giant python Zhen Fu, coiled on the mountain, suddenly erupted in a fountain of blood, a glimpse of a figure with a sword tearing through its hard, slick scales.
“Roar!!”
The giant python thrashed, crashing through a few mountain peaks, and before it could regain its senses, a soul-stealing scythe with chains leapt towards Hu You, who was poised to ambush from afar.
…Can he even detect me?
Shock registered as Hu You failed to evade, one of his fox tails ensnared by the chains, tearing off with a loud rip.
Now Young Master Sang materialized from the cliff, resembling the Grim Reaper himself.
He shook off the blood from the Dream Jun Sword, fixing his gaze on Long Xiao in mid-air.
“Four against one, and yet you’re being killed.”
“Do any of you even know how to play?”
