The voice transmitting down from the sky leaked an aura of decisive slaughter down to the bone. Hearing it in his ears, Fang Han felt as if he saw the Demon God all over again.
The Demon God was a generation's sect master, a Great Sage of the demon gates, possessing boundless power. Even an avatar could heavily injure Fang Qingxue; that oppressive force penetrated deep into the marrow, keeping his memory of it fresh at all times.
And now, the voice in the sky actually ambiguously contained the aura of the Demon God. One could see that in the near future, an expert at the level of a generation's Demon Emperor was slowly being born.
"Demonic Marshal, could it be you are also someone who hides their head and conceals their tail?" Shilongzi indeed stopped, not taking a single step forward, but instead speaking sternly to the sky.
"Good. Just for those words 'hiding head and concealing tail', you will have to pay the price of an arm." The Demonic Marshal's voice sounded again. Suddenly, high in the sky, twenty white rainbows traversed from north to south. Auspicious multicolored auras fell down profusely, scattering like rain of flowers. A man stepped on a white rainbow and slowly walked down step by step amidst the auspicious aura.
This man was between twenty and thirty years old. His figure was extremely upright, his spine perfectly straight. His hair was tied into a Daoist topknot and pierced with a jade hairpin. The lines of his face were very mild. He was empty-handed, not holding a treasured sword or any magical item. Especially his pair of eyes, they looked down upon the four seas, vast as the ocean. Slowly walking down amidst the white rainbows, auspicious auras, and sky-falling flowers, he looked like an immortal descending to the mortal realm; there was not a shred of an evil or demonic aura, it was entirely an immortal aura.
"Is this the legendary Demonic Marshal? No matter how I look, he looks like an immortal," Fang Han muttered in his heart, but he was unwilling to relax in the slightest, releasing all the wolf smoke to protect himself and Fang Qingxue.
Fang Qingxue remained wrapped in the large purple lightning cocoon, showing no movement, completely turning a deaf ear to the events outside.
"Ying Tianqing, this is an internal matter of our Ascension Sect; your hands are reaching a bit too far," Jin Shitai, seeing the Demonic Marshal's imposing might, stood behind Shilongzi with a sinister tone.
"Whoever touches Qingxue touches me. Even if it is the Nine Heavens Immortal Venerable, I will definitely kill him." The Demonic Marshal's tone was very light. "Shilongzi, you make your move first. After I defeat you, I will then look for trouble with this brat behind you. Or you can first kneel down and beg for mercy, cut off one of your own arms, and I will let you leave."
"Such arrogant words. To tell you the truth, I wanted to cross blows with you today. Rumor has it that you are a rare millennium genius of the demonic path, and the thing I love doing most is strangling geniuses in their cradles; how delightful that is." Shilongzi cackled and suddenly pointed a finger!
Rip! A sharp golden light sword aura struck straight at the Demonic Marshal Ying Tianqing's body.
This golden light sword aura was dozens of meters long and as wide as a door panel. It contained a profound sharpness that could shatter and pierce through anything. Compared to the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade, it possessed more of a Sword Immortal's fierceness.
This was the Great Unfettered Profound Gold Sword Aura, one of the Ascension Sect's Eight Great Divine Abilities. Forging sword aura to protect the body, achieving great unfettered freedom, roaming between heaven and earth. As an unconstrained Sword Immortal, one utilized no magical artifacts; with a casual point, sword aura burst forth, surpassing any flying sword and sitting above even treasure-artifact level flying swords.
Seeing Shilongzi strike first, the sword light tearing through the air and shooting over like lightning, the Demonic Marshal Ying Tianqing grabbed with his hand. Astral qi brimmed between his five fingers, grabbing straight at the profound gold sword aura.
His attack was extremely fast. The astral qi between his five fingers was purely bright white, like white bones melted into an air current. As the air current rolled, it emitted creaking, bone-like popping sounds.
"Connate White Bone Divine Ability!" Yan said in shock.
Before its voice faded, that white bone astral qi had already seized the profound gold sword aura.
The profound gold sword aura shrank continuously, seemingly about to be collected.
Seeing the Demonic Marshal Ying Tianqing seize his sword aura, Shilongzi did not panic but laughed instead. A smile of a successful plot appeared on his face. In this critical moment, his mouth spat out eight true words: "Un! Fettered! Free! Roaming! In! Stant! Kill! Great! Law!"
Buzz buzz buzz, buzz buzz buzz. The profound gold sword aura seized by the white bone astral qi suddenly vibrated intensely, speeding up. Amidst the vibration, it suddenly vanished, as if instantly teleporting.
In the next instant, that profound gold sword aura suddenly manifested out of thin air behind Ying Tianqing's head, cutting down with incomparable sharpness. The speed was so fast and the vibration so violent that heaven and earth resonated. Fang Han only felt the sword aura vibrate, the sound waves resonating with heaven and earth; the sand dune beneath him jolted as if an earthquake had arrived.
The air currents between heaven and earth fluctuated madly. Where the sword aura resonated, tornado pillars appeared, sweeping up thousands of tons of yellow sand.
"Instant Kill Great Law! He actually cultivated the Instant Kill Great Law within the Great Unfettered Profound Gold Sword Aura. This strike of sword aura is highly synchronized between the spirit and the flowing air currents of heaven and earth. The sword aura teleports instantly, slaying gods and cutting ghosts; an invincible ultimate move. Moving at exactly several times, or even dozens or a hundred times the speed of sound, slicing through everything. In the past war between immortals and demons, I don't know how many Demonic Sect elites the supreme master of the Ascension Sect instantly killed with this move."
Yan was shocked once again. "If he had deployed the Instant Kill Great Law just now, your wolf smoke dharma sphere would be broken."
"Instant Kill Great Law! This move is too formidable. I must learn it in the future, I must absolutely get it in my hands!" Fang Han's heart pounded violently, because this Instant Kill Great Law was too fierce. Even the gentlest water flow, moving at extremely fast speeds, could slice steel, let alone sharp sword astral qi?
Seeing that the Demonic Marshal Ying Tianqing was about to be beheaded by the Instant Kill Great Law, his back of the head was ultimately a physical body; it could not possibly resist the instant kill sword aura. But at this most critical juncture, clack! From an unknown acupoint on the back of his head, a fist-sized bone pellet suddenly rose up. The sword aura of the Instant Kill Great Law slashed fiercely onto it, but actually sank in. Like a clay ox entering the sea, it vanished without a trace.
"White Bone Relic!"
Shilongzi was greatly startled.
"You actually cultivated the Instant Kill Great Law, no wonder you had the strength to challenge me. However, your Instant Kill Great Law has not reached mastery, only reaching eight times the speed of sound. If your magic power were more majestic, raising it to eighteen times, then I would be somewhat apprehensive today. Rumor has it that the Instant Kill Great Law sword aura of the Ascension Sect's supreme master can reach three thousand times the speed of sound. You are far from that level." Having deployed the White Bone Relic and collected the sword aura, Ying Tianqing sighed gently, appearing very regretful. "A pity, ah, a pity. Today I want one of your arms; it will be hard for you to advance another inch in the future."
"Let's go!"
Hearing the Demonic Marshal's mild yet deeply lethal words, Shilongzi did not hesitate anymore. A golden rainbow rose from beneath his feet like a fountain, instantly wrapping himself and Jin Shitai, and breaking through the air to leave. This method of flying escape was deployed with prompt decision, without the slightest delay, showing matchless decisiveness.
"Can you escape?"
As the Demonic Marshal spoke, that White Bone Relic behind his head soared into the sky, turning into a ghastly white bone shadow. It dragged out lines of afterimages in the sky, and with a few flashes, approached the golden light sword escape. Making a cruel tearing sound, the miserable screams of Shilongzi and Jin Shitai rang out.
Then the white bone demonic shadow returned, holding two bloody arms in its hands. Champing and chewing massively, it swallowed them into its stomach in the blink of an eye.
Cha!
Seeing this situation, the Demonic Marshal shook his head slightly and uttered a single word. This white bone demonic shadow turned back into a White Bone Relic in the blink of an eye and drilled into the back of his head.
"Alright, release the wolf smoke. With me here, nothing will happen to Qingxue. Furthermore, you haven't cultivated to the Divine Ability Realm, so you cannot utilize many of the Seven Malice Gourd's profound functions. You are also lacking flying swords, and the Seven Kill Sword Array hasn't been set up properly." The Demonic Marshal Ying Tianqing said amicably to Fang Han: "However, you have merit for guarding Qingxue, so I will bestow you seven flying swords."
While speaking, this Demonic Marshal moved his finger, and seven flying swords floated around him—some black, some white, cyan, purple, gold… The quality of each was extraordinarily good.
"Hold on! I am of an immortal path sect, and you are a person of the demonic path; we are as incompatible as fire and water! Why would I want your flying swords? When I succeed in cultivation in the future, I naturally will not lack spirit artifacts!" Fang Han waved his hand fiercely and said toughly, "I, Fang Han, never owe favors to irrelevant people, nor do I need your reward."
"Oh?"
The Demonic Marshal did not expect a petty Fang Han to actually speak such words. With a flick of his finger, the seven flying swords vanished; his expression flickered indecisively.
"Well said, Fang Han. I did not misjudge you."
Right at this moment, that large purple lightning cocoon suddenly ruptured, and Fang Qingxue stood up.