"Aren't you celebrating a little too soon?"
A calm voice echoed from the core of the energy-filled explosion.
A powerful gale swept out from the mushroom cloud that towered hundreds of ters high, completely shredding the imnse cloud until nothing remained.
Once the mushroom cloud dissipated, the devastation from the previous clash was finally laid bare for all to see.
An area with a three-kiloter radius had been completely razed. The ground was deeply sunken in around the spot where Hong Yu stood, forming a funnel-shaped sinkhole a hundred ters deep.
Of the hundreds of towering peaks that once surrounded the Cyan Nether Sword Sect in the vast Cyan Nether Mountain Range, only a few now remained.
Even the Cyan Nether Main Peak, protected by a powerful Array, had half of its side sheared clean off!
The force of a single strike had affected an area dozens of kiloters across. What terrifying power was this?
'If an attack like this were to land elsewhere, a city like Shishui City with its hundreds of thousands of people would probably face annihilation!'
GULP!
The surviving experts of the Sword Sect stared blankly as the once-dense mountain range was transford into a flat, open plain. They couldn't help but shudder and swallow hard.
'Is this truly sothing humanly possible?'
But at this mont, the focus of everyone's attention was not on the Demon Owl who had caused all this, but on the two figures standing silently in the center of the enormous, funnel-shaped crater.
Hong Yu was unconscious.
His body was covered in blood, and he had fallen into a deep slumber.
In front of him, a burly, middle-aged man in black Martial Artist attire stood like an iron pillar in the center of the pit, holding Hong Yu in his arms.
The aura radiating from this middle-aged man was nearly on par with Wang Jiankun's.
But the mont it saw him, the giant black cloud that was the Demon Owl let out a sharp cry, "It's you? It's really you? So it is you! You really didn't leave the Fengyue Kingdom! I knew it! I knew you people wouldn't leave without taking so precautions against ! I knew it..."
"Demon Owl, are you so scared you won't even show your true form to an old friend?"
With a sowhat deep voice rumbling in his throat, the middle-aged man slowly rose into the air, stopping once he was level with the black cloud.
"Damned Hu Tianwei! To think *he* would leave you here."
An enraged voice ca from within the black cloud. The cloud, hundreds of feet wide, writhed and condensed into the form of a middle-aged man with a pale, bloodless complexion.
He bared two sharp tusks in a snarl, his furious gaze tinged with a hint of dread.
This was the Demon Owl!
The face of the middle-aged man opposite him was also finally revealed. If Hong Yu had been awake, he would have been shocked to discover that this was the Hong Family's Honored Guest Elder who had taken such good care of him—Tiger Instructor, Hu Tianwei!
Tiger Instructor looked coldly at the Demon Owl. "In the battle back then, you were the only fish to slip through the net. Did you really think my master would let you run wild? I've been monitoring you in secret all these years. I discovered six years ago that you had recovered enough strength to break the Forbidden Land's Seal. I thought you wouldn't be able to resist escaping then, but I never expected you to hold out until now."
"Hmph! If breaking the Seal didn't weaken my strength by half, and if I weren't worried about being ambushed by you lot, why would I have wasted so many years?"
A grim look flashed across the Demon Owl's pale face.
His eyes darted about like a snake's, his venomous and greedy gaze sweeping over Hong Yu in Tiger Instructor's arms. "This boy actually possesses *his* Mysteries of Martial Arts, and you even stepped forward to protect him at a critical mont. If I'm not mistaken, he must be of *his* bloodline, right?"
"Is that important?"
Tiger Instructor said flatly.
The Demon Owl grinned, staring at Hong Yu with a greedy and fervent expression. "The thing that I, the eighteen Demon Guards, and thirteen thousand experts ca to this backwater place to fight for all those years ago... it should be on this kid, right?"
"You Demon Guards truly are unrepentant!"
Tiger Instructor shook his head, his gaze turning colder. "In that battle, your eighteen Demon Guards were all but annihilated. Even your Demon King had an arm cut off by my master and fled in disgrace. And now, you still have your sights set on my master's Treasure?"
The Demon Owl let out a sinister cackle. "If your master were here, I would have fled without a second thought. But as for now... do you really think you alone can stop ?"
The Demonic Qi around the Demon Owl suddenly condensed.
As he thrust out a pale palm, a massive, pitch-black hand ford of Demonic Qi pressed down on Tiger Instructor.
The demonic hand roiled with Demonic Qi and was covered in a layer of chilling black Scale Armor. Wherever it passed, the very air was crushed.
Seeing the demonic hand crashing toward him, Tiger Instructor's lips curled into an enigmatic, mocking smirk. "You fool. Did you really think my master, knowing you were trapped here, would leave to stand guard alone without any other preparations?"
"What?"
The Demon Owl froze.
His expression quickly changed...
A glint flashed in Tiger Instructor's eyes. A golden rune for the word "Kill" slowly erged from between his brows, then floated out, enveloped in golden light.
This golden "Kill" rune grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a massive, floating character thirty to forty feet in size. Blinding golden light pulsed from the character, its dazzling radiance shooting into the sky like a golden sun hanging in the void.
"Condensing Sound into Words? That's *his* ultimate technique! This... how is this possible?"
The Demon Owl cried out, his wide eyes filled with disbelief and deep fear.
A terrifying scene he had spent the last decade trying desperately to forget, a scene that had haunted him like a nightmare, involuntarily surfaced in his mind...
A majestic, middle-aged man in a long golden robe with blood-red hair stood with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes glinting with a light that seed capable of piercing through the void of eternity. Beside him stood a graceful and beautiful woman, her face filled with an unyielding tenderness as she gazed lovingly at the man by her side.
Across from this man in the golden robe were more than ten thousand experts as powerful as the Demon Owl.
But...
...the man in the golden robe remained completely unfazed. He let out a soft, cold snort and, as if his words were law, uttered a single word: "Kill!"
A golden rune for "Kill" condensed in the void, growing to a thousand feet in size.
As this one rune pressed down, the bodies of several thousand experts instantly exploded, their lives extinguished.
Even the Demon Owl himself was violently shaken, his form nearly dissipating.
"No, no, no! Stay away! Don't..."
Overco with fear, the Demon Owl's face grew even paler.
Watching as the golden "Kill" rune easily crushed his black demonic hand, the terror in his eyes intensified. He shot backward, unleashing a volley of even more powerful attacks. But no matter how ferocious his assault, the golden "Kill" rune remained as unstoppable as ever.
It would truly slay gods and buddhas alike!
'Just a single "Kill" rune possessed such imnse power. Just how strong was the person who unleashed this technique?'
"Blood Thunder Slaughter World!"
"Boundless Blood Wave..."
"Power of Demon God..."
The Demon Owl used every attack in his arsenal to block the "Kill" rune, but in the face of the terrifying rune, his attacks were completely crushed.
In despair, the Demon Owl transford back into a hundred-foot-wide black cloud.
The black cloud rode the wind, attempting to flee high into the sky.
But Tiger Instructor just sneered. "You think you can escape from my master's Condensing Sound into Words?"
As if in response to Tiger Instructor's words,
the massive golden "Kill" rune suddenly erupted with a terrifying golden light.
SWOOSH!
Golden light filled the air as the "Kill" rune shot straight into the heavens and pierced into the black cloud.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Flashes of golden light flickered within the black cloud, as if streaks of sacred, mighty, golden Great Derivation Divine Thunder were striking and wreaking havoc inside it.
"AH! No... Dammit..."
The Demon Owl's wretched screams ca from within the black cloud.
With each scream, the black cloud weakened. In the space of a few breaths, the cloud that had been hundreds of feet wide shrank to about thirty feet.
BOOM!
The Demon Owl transford back into his physical body and plumted from the sky, crashing to the bottom of the giant pit.
His face was now as pale as snow, utterly devoid of any other color. All his previous arrogance and dominance were gone. A mighty expert who had surpassed the Primordial Core Realm, and even the Primordial Embryo Realm, had been grievously wounded by a single "Kill" rune and reduced to such a state.
However, after nearly killing the Demon Owl, the "Kill" rune had also dimd considerably.
The Demon Owl roared hoarsely, "Hu Tianwei, let go! I promise I'll leave the Southern Ten Nations imdiately and never show my face here again!"
"Let you go? Sorry, that's not happening!"
Tiger Instructor sneered.
As he spoke, the golden "Kill" rune in the void burst forth with its final radiance, descending from the sky like a falling star.
BOOM!
The golden "Kill" rune fell into the pit and erupted into a powerful Energy Vortex.
The golden light was like thousands upon thousands of golden sword beams, crisscrossing and rampaging as they relentlessly sliced at the Demon Owl's body.
With every beam of golden light that entered his body, the Demon Owl grew weaker. His continuous screams were filled with intense venom and unwillingness. "Damn you! Damn you all! Hu Tianwei, just you wait! I won't die! I will return to take my revenge! Just you wait, Hong Yu! I will be back!"
His defiant roars were soon completely drowned out by the explosion of golden light.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The pit, originally a hundred ters deep, expanded again. In the blink of an eye, it had doubled in size. When everything settled, not a single trace of the Demon Owl could be found in the pit.
Holding Hong Yu, Tiger Instructor let out a soft breath and muttered, "Thankfully, the Demon Owl was weakened by half when he forced his way through the Forbidden Land's Seal. Otherwise, with my current strength, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to achieve complete Annihilation, even by activating the Sound-Killing Rune my master left behind."
Glancing at the young man in his arms, a softer expression appeared on Tiger Instructor's face. 'As expected of my master's bloodline. The Young Master is so powerful at such a young age. If he could be brought to my master's side for personal instruction, the Young Master's strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds, placing him among the continent's top geniuses. It's just a pity... sigh...'
'Oh well, those things are not for to worry about. The most important thing right now is to wake the Young Master!'
With this thought, Tiger Instructor flew back to the ruined Cyan Nether Main Peak with Hong Yu.
But what no one noticed...
...was that in the giant pit, an extrely faint wisp of black mist seeped into the soil. It writhed slowly, stealthily making its way back to the Cyan Nether Main Peak. It slipped into the ruins of Elder Zhu's Mansion. Beneath the rubble, a young man with a gloomy face slowly opened his eyes, a look of venomous hatred flashing within them...
"Hong Yu? Heh heh heh... I will be back!"
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