Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 916 - 500

Now the situation is, seven Taoist Platform Realm experts including Su Jie form a circular formation, with the lonely Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance, Situ Hao, in the center.

Situ Hao’s combat power is undoubtedly strong, but what he faces are seven vicious Demon Cultivators. Even though he has the highest cultivation at Taoist Platform Realm Fifth Layer, it’s impossible to fight seven alone.

"Dare to single out!"

Situ Hao stared fiercely at Su Jie, knowing he couldn’t beat seven people, and hoping to escape was futile. All he could do was desperately try to drag down Su Jie, his enemy.

"Alright!"

Su Jie smiled brightly and then waved his hand: "Everyone, go together! Elder Situ Hao wants a duel, so let’s fulfill his wish - a duel with the group against him alone."

Situ Hao’s face turned livid, wishing he could tear Su Jie to shreds.

Among the four elders of the Fire Cloud Palace, Di Pingqiu, with his fiery red eyebrows carrying a cruel smile, was the first to approach Situ Hao.

"Situ Hao, when your Ten Thousand Sword Alliance took over our Fire Cloud Palace’s property back then, didn’t think you’d have this day, did you? When we wipe you out, your Ten Thousand Sword Alliance will also be on its last legs."

Di Pingqiu wielded a flame long spear. As he spoke, the spear pierced through the void, transforming into a galloping flame dragon, biting towards Situ Hao.

The other three elders of the Fire Cloud Palace followed suit. With their deep-seated feud with the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance, in this situation, naturally, they wouldn’t miss the chance to kick someone when they’re down.

Zhang Junwei and Lu Jingshi joined the battle shortly after.

In an instant, Situ Hao was engulfed in a tide of magic and magical treasure strikes.

Boom!

The Nine Sword Seals blocked the flame dragon, while behind Situ Hao, a Fire Cloud Palace elder rapidly approached, spouting a flame assault from his palm.

Situ Hao quickly turned to deal with it, but more attacks came covering him.

After just two minutes, with a resounding tear, Situ Hao’s shoulder was cut by a long saber, and amidst the burst of brilliance, his shoulder and left arm were severed at the joint.

Crash!

Lu Jingshi controlled the Eighth-grade Earth Evil Ghost, clapping its hands towards Situ Hao.

Situ Hao spat a mouthful of blood, and his entire body began to show hideous blood handprints one by one.

Zhang Junwei’s brow split open, a poisonous insect crawled out silently, and a blood mark appeared on Situ Hao’s neck, tearing half of it open. Countless tiny mosquitoes swarmed out from the ripped throat.

"Die for me."

Di Pingqiu shouted in excitement, the long spear in his hand piercing Situ Hao’s chest, allowing the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire to enter his body.

This Ksitigarbha Bone Fire, glowing green, spread from flesh to bones, finally permeating Situ Hao’s bones, burning them to crisp, fragile cinders that shattered at a pinch.

Faced with the siege of six Taoist Platform Realm cultivators, Situ Hao couldn’t fight back at all and was directly beaten into a near-death state.

Su Jie, sneaky as always, did not participate directly in the fight; seeing the battle about to settle, he seized the opportunity and finally decided to act, shouting: "Xiao Qian."

As soon as the voice fell, the thousand-hand centipede descended from the sky. Its target was not Situ Hao; rather, it opened its bloody mouth, biting down on the Nine Sword Seals.

The Nine Sword Seals were indeed top-grade magic treasures, but now, Situ Hao was gravely injured and dying, long unable to control the Nine Sword Seals to put up any further resistance.

Therefore, the thousand-hand centipede effortlessly opened its mouth and swallowed the top-grade magic treasure, claiming it.

While the thousand-hand centipede snatched the sword, Su Jie clapped his hands, and rolling seas of blood directly covered, transforming into a boundless tsunami, engulfing Situ Hao within.

Di Pingqiu initially wanted to pursue and attack further. Seeing the blood sea rushing over, his instinct was to take Situ Hao’s storage bag from his waist.

Every Taoist Platform Realm cultivator is a walking treasury, with wealth no less than tens of millions of Spirit Stones, especially someone like Situ Hao, the second-in-command of the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance, who surely has abundant riches, tempting every cultivator.

But just as Di Pingqiu extended his hand, he was unexpectedly hit with a peculiar force that made him slow down, unable to reach Situ Hao’s storage bag.

Turning his head, he saw Han Ruyan floating in combat, holding a dressing mirror, reflecting the scene and displaying their silhouettes, including Situ Hao’s.

By the time Di Pingqiu dispersed the coldness enveloping his body, Situ Hao had long been swept into the blood sea.

"Elder Su, you can’t just hog everything yourself!"

Di Pingqiu grumbled, somewhat dissatisfied. They from Fire Cloud Palace put in effort, but none of the spoils were seized from Su Jie’s side.

"Everyone uses their own ability; whoever gets it, keeps it."

Su Jie shrugged, clenched his palm, and within the blood sea, countless blood-red tentacles drilled out, wrapping around Situ Hao’s body, in his desperate gaze, unleashing tremendous force, tearing him into pieces, his primordial spirit just emerging, swallowed cleanly by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in the blood sea.

The sky poured down torrential rain, which was Situ Hao’s final spiritual power dispersing, affecting the weather, as if even heaven and earth were mourning the fall of this mighty figure.

Once Situ Hao died, his storage bag naturally landed in Su Jie’s possession.

"Not sure how Zhao Bilong and Zhang Chenfeng are doing over there."

Su Jie withdrew the Blood Sea and used his Divine Sense to sense that the two fifth-level Dao Platform Realm powerhouses, relying on their low-grade spirit treasures, were fighting fiercely. The battle area had long since deviated from this place.

"The battle fluctuations are over on the Taifeng City side. They’re fighting back. Let’s go over and support them."

Su Jie spoke, then led the group swiftly toward Taifeng City.

............

Meanwhile, near Taifeng City.

Rumble!

In the sky, True Dragons formed from seawater were collapsing, and a figure like a meteor fell to the ground—it was Zhao Bilong.

"Zhao Bilong, today is the day of your death."

Zhang Chenfeng stood in the sky, with a gaping hole in his chest that could not heal, revealing writhing innards, and deep bone-revealing wounds all over his face and body, with barely any intact flesh left.

But even so, he had won the battle because Zhang Chenfeng was in an even worse state, with his Spiritual Power almost depleted.

"Ha, haha, I never thought I would still lose to you."

Zhao Bilong let out a tragic laugh. In his youth, he was the most outstanding disciple of Guan Chao Pavilion and also an Immortal Seed.

At the same time, Zhang Chenfeng was the most outstanding disciple of Fire Cloud Palace and an Immortal Seed as well.

The two had fought once in their youth, and that time Zhang Chenfeng won.

Unexpectedly, in this second confrontation, he still lost and had to stake his life.

"You put all your energy into studying formations, how could you compete with me."

Zhang Chenfeng slowly descended, his eyebrows burning into flames, and the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring above his head continuously released rolling heat waves, turning the earth into scorched ground.

"I am doing it to nurture the next generation of Guan Chao Pavilion. In my lifetime, I have no hope of breaking through to the Purple Mansion Realm, but the next generation still has hope.

In contrast, your Fire Cloud Palace, in order to deal with our Guan Chao Pavilion, collaborated with the devil Su Jie without hesitation. Even if you win this time, your Fire Cloud Palace’s reputation will plummet, and you’ll be scorned by the world, with no fresh blood joining your Fire Cloud Palace."

Zhao Bilong sat up, his complexion pale but showing a smile. He stared sinisterly at Zhang Chenfeng, "And do you really think you’ve won? A devil like Su Jie will sooner or later become a severe threat to our Righteous sect. Once you’ve helped him deal with our Fire Tide Pavilion, without us holding him back, he would grow, perhaps even reaching the Purple Mansion Realm, and by then, your Fire Cloud Palace would be his next target for destruction."

"Humph, even dying, you try to sow discord. Our Fire Cloud Palace is none of your concern, just go peacefully."

Zhang Chenfeng frowned, he didn’t care about Su Jie, as there was deep enmity with Guan Chao Pavilion, and today Zhao Bilong must die.

"Then, allow me to do one last thing."

Zhao Bilong looked down at the Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Staff in his hand and said, "Go now, take them home."

The Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Staff trembled slightly and flew out of Zhao Bilong’s palm towards Taifeng City.

"Don’t even think about it."

Zhang Chenfeng’s expression changed, and he turned to rush towards the Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Staff.

He had been coveting this low-grade spirit treasure for a long time, and if he could seize it, it would be a great profit.

"This is the treasure of my sect, how can it fall into the hands of your Fire Cloud Palace."

However, Zhao Bilong used the last of his strength to throw himself onto Zhang Chenfeng, holding him tightly.

"Seeking death."

Zhang Chenfeng erupted with rolling flames around him, and the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring shone like a great sun in the sky, unleashing terrifying high temperatures, burning everything.

Zhao Bilong’s skin and flesh were scorched red, with his blood constantly evaporating, like a cooked shrimp.

But Zhao Bilong refused to let go, and his last bit of Spiritual Power turned into water currents, binding Zhao Bilong’s hands and feet, dragging down his pace.

Meanwhile, the Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Ruler that flew into the city automatically headed towards the Extreme Treasure Auction House.

Here, only Mo Shiyao and a few other talented disciples remained. Seeing the solitary Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Ruler flying over, Yu Wenjing seemed to understand something, his eyes widening.

The blue radiance of the Sea Suppressing Double Dragon Ruler fell, transforming into a blue sea dragon, carrying no one on its back, then flew into the distance as though it had intelligence, escaping away.

And outside Taifeng City, after a standoff for a while, Zhao Bilong had been burned to a charred corpse, finally being released by Zhang Chenfeng, and with a hand blade severing his neck.

After that, Zhang Chenfeng took away Zhao Bilong’s storage bag, hurriedly running towards the former location of the Extreme Treasure Auction House in Taifeng City.

The ruins, destroyed by the thousand-hand centipede, were already empty, with no cultivators in sight and no trace of Mo Shiyao, Yu Wenjing, Jiang Lin, He Wenfeng, or Wei Qingwan.

"Damn it, my low-grade spirit treasure!"

Zhang Chenfeng was so angry he could only slap his thigh, full of regret. The value of a low-grade spirit treasure was astonishing, and its effect was immense. It could greatly enhance the combat power of a Dao Platform Realm cultivator, as just now when he wielded the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring against Zhao Bilong, other Dao Platform cultivators could barely approach. This was the strength of a low-grade spirit treasure. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

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