Chapter 405, The Reveal of the Hidden Card

Long Xiao was feeling a bit uneasy at the moment.

In his plan, the most ideal scenario was to capture Young Master Sang alive.

With Hu You’s bloodline magic barrier in place, it would be incredibly difficult for Young Master Sang to escape from the joint attack of the four of them. The Human Clan’s short training history meant their spiritual power reserves were far inferior to those of demon beasts. As long as the four of them attacked in turns, he could easily wear Young Master Sang down until he was too exhausted to fight back.

This way, not only would he secure his daughter, but he could also conveniently take the Ksitigarbha treasure from Young Master Sang.

However, Young Master Sang’s resilience was far beyond Long Xiao’s imagination.

Not only did that eerie divine sword manage to injure even the proud bodies of demon beasts, but he was unpredictable in his movements, making it hard for the four mighty demon beasts to pin him down.

Long Xiao had no idea what kind of sorcery this was.

But compared to demon beasts, those annoying spells were indeed the toughest challenge for the Human Clan.

This was also the biggest reason Long Xiao had been wary of Li Shanyan back then. When it came to spells, Li Shanyan was indeed the best among the Human Clan, and his bizarre techniques could give anyone a headache.

This kid might not be as exaggerated as Li Shanyan, but he was still definitely a tough nut to crack.

Moreover, he had the Ksitigarbha treasure in hand…

Long Xiao didn’t want to destroy the Ksitigarbha treasure in a fish-or-cut-bait scenario.

But right now, Young Master Sang’s strength was clearly beyond expectations. Even under the siege of the four, he was still managing quite well and even managed to find opportunities to injure others.

Furthermore, his spiritual power seemed endless, with no signs of fatigue whatsoever.

If he didn’t entertain thoughts of seriously injuring or even killing him, there was no way to capture him.

He would have to go all out. Long Xiao made up his mind, and his hidden form emerged from the clouds, a massive black dragon rushing straight toward Young Master Sang.

Young Master Sang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the Dream Jun Sword suddenly erupted with a deafening sword cry.

——Pure Peace Floating Life Sword!

The sword light flickered, and Young Master Sang lunged forward, his sword’s radiance transforming into a dazzling giant blade, engaging in a battle with the massive black dragon in midair.

One had to admit, the Ancestor Dragon family rightfully held the title of the demon clan’s leader. Each claw and tail swipe carried horrifying levels of power.

Taking a blow head-on, even if Young Master Sang exhausted all his cultivation to resist, he would still end up with a tremendous shock, sending him flying.

His only reliable recourse was the extraordinarily exquisite swordplay of the Pure Peace Floating Life Sword, using its superiority to stall against Long Xiao.

The Ancestor Dragon’s body was incredibly tough, and even when he swung the Dream Jun Sword with all his might, he could only slice off a few bloodied dragon scales.

…What a big boss. Such exaggerated attack power and health. Young Master Sang couldn’t help but complain inwardly.

However, his focus was not on Long Xiao.

“Nian Nian.” He silently thought in his heart.

“Can we use that thing?”

“Sure.” Nian Nian’s delicate voice rang in his ears instantly, “But that thing burns money, you know? Why are you not concerned this time, Host?”

“Shut up.” Young Master Sang replied irritably, “I’m being attacked by four Great Ascendant Realms; who cares about money right now?”

“Besides, it’s not my money you’re burning anyway.”

Another sword strike hit Long Xiao’s dragon back. Accompanied by blood splatter, the black dragon let out a painful roar and swiped with a claw, forcing Young Master Sang to block it hard.

A metallic clang echoed as Young Master Sang was sent flying straight toward the ground.

Waiting in ambush, Xuan Ao rushed over immediately, unleashing a lion’s roar as he opened his massive jaws to take a bite.

Young Master Sang wasted no time, adjusting his form in midair, with the sword light swirling, the Dream Jun Sword expanded to a mountain-sized blade, slashing down hard.

“Boom!”

Another loud crash.

But this time, Young Master Sang’s figure disappeared into the dust.

“Look out!” Zhen Fu shouted, searching for Young Master Sang while flicking its tongue, suddenly narrowing its eyes and shooting a poison arrow toward Hu You.

Hu You almost instantaneously reacted, the newly grown ninth fox tail swelling wildly, turning the tip of its fox fire into a sea of eerie blue flames.

At that moment, caught between the two attacks, Young Master Sang revealed himself, reluctantly transforming the Dream Jun Sword into a massive cauldron to cover himself.

…That was close! Hu You thought, feeling a surge of relief.

This kid has been hard to track, and if it weren’t for Zhen Fu’s timely support, I might have been ambushed myself.

And now, with the failed ambush, the tide was about to turn.

Caught in the pincer attack, Young Master Sang was like a turtle in a jar.

Soon, Xuan Ao arrived, unleashing flames that consumed everything along with the two clan leaders towards Young Master Sang.

Long Xiao in the air also opened his dragon mouth, black annihilation waves pouring down violently.

Trapped and besieged, Young Master Sang could only endure desperately. Even the giant cauldron formed by the Dream Jun Sword seemed to tremble and groan, finding it hard to withstand.

However, what alarmed the four demon leaders was that at this moment, Young Master Sang displayed no signs of significant energy depletion under their combined assault.

He appeared like a bottomless black hole, with all the surrounding spiritual energy swirling toward him desperately, leaving Long Xiao and the others feeling woefully drained.

…This guy, does he have infinite spiritual energy or something? This question flashed in the minds of the three clan leaders simultaneously.

“Don’t panic.”

Long Xiao said solemnly, “Even if this kid absorbs spiritual energy at a terrifying speed, the surrounding energy is gradually depleting. He won’t be able to outlast the four of us, no matter what.”

“Let’s concentrate and take him down now!”

The three clan leaders quickly focused their minds, unleashing the vast spiritual energy accumulated over thousands of years, as if intending to evaporate Young Master Sang on the spot.

Just then.

Hu You suddenly noticed that inside the giant cauldron, Young Master Sang’s eyes seemed to be looking at him from beneath the mask.

That gaze, cold and calm, instinctively made Hu You feel a wave of unease.

What does this mean?

Does this kid have a hidden trump card?

As Hu You was still puzzled, the next moment, a voice that made his whole body bristle with fear echoed behind him, causing him to break into a cold sweat immediately:

“Are you wondering why I’m looking at you?”

“Because—”

“—The thing I hate the most is a pretty boy.” That voice, reminiscent of the underworld, seemed to call upon death itself.

“What—”

At such close range, there was no room to dodge.

The other three, who were exerting their full power, suddenly heard an earth-shattering wail from the demon fox and turned with uncertainty.

“What happened?”

Then, under the stunned gaze of the three, they saw a massive sword slash down directly, leaving a horrific blood channel across Hu You’s back.

As the giant fox slowly fell down.

What was revealed in Hu You’s place was a face identical to Young Master Sang’s.