The Devil God Sect was unlike other forces with ticulous positional distribution; its organizational structure could roughly be divided into two parts—the Great Venerable and others, emphasizing a pure naturalness.
The classifications of Devil God Sect’s experts in the eyes of outsiders were also all arranged by outsiders.
According to the ranks of third grade, fourth rank, and fifth-rank, they were divided into three levels, among which the mbers of the fifth-rank Devil God Sect were full of energy, constantly stirring up trouble to ascend in rank, and leaving their nas in various places under heaven.
Among them, the nineteen most troubleso were known as the Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, Nineteen Demons and Gods, serving as the visiting card of the Devil God Sect to the outside world.
Originally, the Heluo God who attacked the Dinghu Sect was one of the Nineteen Demons and Gods, as were Da Feng and Zaochi, who assassinated the Lu King and indirectly caused a great drought. This tiny figure now appearing was also one of the Nineteen Demons and Gods.
This person looked like a child, seemingly only about seven or eight years old, with a delicately carved appearance, dressed in red clothes embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, exuding an aura of flas.
Among the Nineteen Demons and Gods, there was only one of this stature, and that was the Demon King—Holy Infant King—ensconced in the western part of Red Cloud Mountain in Liangzhou Province.
The Holy Infant King, holding a red spear, swaggered forward, his one-ter-tall stature exuding a ten-ter-tall aura.
"How dare you run wild in this Great King’s territory, you truly have guts," the Holy Infant King coldly humd as he approached.
Zhong Wuqi turned and slashed with his sword; the needle-like Sword Qi tore through the approaching flas, and with a squint of his tiger eyes, he also coldly said, "This place is not Red Cloud Mountain."
"Can’t this Great King call the Four Seas his ho?" the tiny child retorted. "Wherever this Great King goes, that place becos my territory, and now this place is under my control."
While speaking, five small carts carrying raging flas charged from left and right, with True Fire blazing fiercely, burning dense Yin Qi and emitting a large amount of black smoke.
The set trap of evil spirits was imdiately disrupted. Seeing this, Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, his Demon Cleansing True Qi drawing the impurities of heaven and earth, causing the Sword Light to cover itself in pitch-black hues, then abruptly gathered it.
In an instant, Jiang Li secretly applied the Thunder Technique, his robust body slightly crouching as if performing a sword-drawing stance, creating an invisible field around the sword, akin to a sword sheath. Then, the field transford, and the invisible sword sheath burst forth with overwhelming power, propelling the Great Circle Sword from its sheath.
He implented the way of all things profoundly through his technique, turning his body into an electromagnetic cannon, and why not the sword.
This sword was the Electromagnetic Sword Drawing Technique.
"Roar!"
As the sword was drawn, it roared like a dragon, pitch-black and obscure, like a sword light swallowing everything, tearing apart the space, whether it was Yin Qi or the scorching flas, all extinguished before the sword light.
This was a Sword Light condensed from the Five Vile Qi, driven by extre forces. Zhong Wuqi was shocked; he had never imagined the gravely wounded "Li Qinglian" could deliver such a powerful sword stroke.
Ignoring the Holy Infant King who had intervened halfway, his eyes fiercely radiating a chilling light, he focused his Qi into the sword in his hand, his Heavy Sword lifting as light as a feather, swiftly positioning it in front of him.
"Clang!"
As expected of one who had once confronted the Taibai True Monarch, Zhong Wuqi managed to block the Sword Light with his sword in a critical mont. The sword power contained within the Heavy Sword prevented it from being eroded by the Five Vile Qi. His feet ford a bow stance, forcibly resisting this powerful sword.
"Boom!"
Under Zhong Wuqi, the ground cracked open, and countless rocks and debris were swept up by the Gang Wind, scattering in all directions.
Even the pitch-black sword light itself seed unable to withstand such a collision, issuing a clanging sound before violently shattering.
"Clang!"
Zhong Wuqi inwardly exclaid that this was bad.
The shattered sword light streaked to the sides, where it passed, all Qi dissipated, and Yin Soldiers that it touched were eradicated instantly. The disrupted trap of ghosts rged into a third force, rapidly corroding the surroundings with extre speed.
Gang Wind whipped wildly, blasting apart the swirled-up rocks and remnants of the tavern, howling like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
After that black wind, Jiang Li had again slightly leaned forward, crouching with his long sword returning to beside him.
Second sword!
"Senluo Hell Technique・Sword Mountain Sword Forest."
Seeing this, Zhong Wuqi forcefully rallied his Qi chanism, thrusting his long sword into the ground; blades rapidly erged from the earth below the sword, swiftly spreading towards Jiang Li.
With an attack to counter an attack, speed to control speed.
Forcing out a move was to interrupt Jiang Li’s montum, preventing his sword montum from reaching its peak, hence making his next strike weaker than the initial one.
As expected, seeing the sword blades erging from the ground, Jiang Li drew his sword again, his pitch-black Sword Light slashing through the blades, and the Five Vile Qi disintegrating and eroding, causing all the Yin Qi-ford blades to shatter completely.
However, the sword montum had weakened by a third.
"Yang Spirit Ghost Martial."
With a light chant from Zhong Wuqi, two sturdy figures following him stepped forward, placing their palms on Zhong Wuqi’s back.
The Yin Qi filled with the essence of Yang infused into Zhong Wuqi’s body, causing his aura to surge.
But at the sa ti, the flas surged violently, with a spear shadow suddenly arriving, causing Zhong Wuqi’s complexion to change.
"Boom!"
True Fire exploded in front of them, scattering flas that licked and blasted the three ghost cultivators apart.
Zhong Wuqi forcefully endured the blow, shifting his position to avoid the Sword Light. At the sa ti, his figure plumted downward, and the three were about to fall underground.
"Since you’ve co, why the hurry to leave?"
Jiang Li let out a cold laugh, the Great Circle Sword left his hand swiftly like a shadow, and in an instant, it pierced through the sturdy man beside Zhong Wuqi, nailing him and his body aloft in mid-air.
Shortly after, Zhong Wuqi and another big man disappeared into the ground, their presence swiftly fading.
’What a pity...’
Jiang Li felt a tinge of regret, a burst of strength exploded from beneath his feet, freeing him from the Clear and Turbid attraction. He soared quickly to mid-air, his gaze eting with the ghost cultivator big man’s, as the shadowy Sword Light appeared simultaneously in both their eyes.
Had it not been difficult to keep his feet off the ground when drawing the sword, Jiang Li could have gone a step further, at least leaving Zhong Wuqi with sothing to rember.
However, what was most urgent now was to interrogate this ghost cultivator.
The Heart Demon Sword Intent directly invaded the mind, provoking his innermost thoughts, causing suppressed mories to begin surfacing. Jiang Li pointed a finger to the man’s forehead, harvesting a strand of mory with his Divine Sense.
"I must capture Li Qinglian to obtain..."
This thought had just surfaced in his perception when Jiang Li suddenly furrowed his brows.
His vision was suddenly shrouded in pitch darkness, within which an imnse silhouette was approaching, three orbs of black fire in its eyes were flaring open.
"Earth Uncle!"
With no mont for surprise, Jiang Li decisively severed that strand of Divine Sense and rapidly retreated.
Simultaneously, the large man engulfed in flas combusted spontaneously, the pitch-black flas burst forth instantly, engulfing him completely and turning him into a fiery figure.
In just a short breath’s ti, the man didn’t even have the chance to cry out before being burned to ashes as four streaks of light appeared in mid-air.
These were Dao Fruits.
They had directly manifested Dao Fruits...
Or maybe it was because everything about the person was burned away, causing the Dao Fruits, losing their attachnt, to directly manifest.
The only one in the Yin Law Departnt capable of this, was the Clan Elder of the Ji Family, a third-grade reclusive old monster who housed a Third Grade Dao Fruit – Earth Uncle.
’Capturing Li Qinglian and not just the Lawless Freedom – it’s indeed for sothing on Li Qinglian’s person? It seems the Yin Law Departnt doesn’t necessarily believe that Lawless Freedom is Li Qinglian, using a suitable pretext to act, thus taking the opportunity to pin this dark bla on Li Qinglian.’
Thinking thus, Jiang Li reached out to grab the streaks of light.
However, at that mont, another hand reached out, snatching two streaks of light, leaving Jiang Li with only two Dao Fruits.
He looked towards the person who made the move, seeing the Holy Infant King also looking his way, saying, "Half for each upon eting, since I did partake as well."
With that, he raised his hand, showing two ghost-like shadows in his palm, "Playing with two Dao Fruits isn’t too much, right?"
Judging their form, the two Dao Fruits were of the Ninth Grade Ghost Soul and Eighth Rank Ghosts.
Simultaneously, the two Dao Fruits in Jiang Li’s own hand transmitted information to him.
Seventh Grade Dao Fruit – Night Patrol Deity, Sixth Grade Dao Fruit – Day Patrol Deity.
Only the Day Patrol Deity could contain the Qi of Yang within Yin Qi, working in conjunction with Zhong Wuqi.
However, Jiang Li was now more focused not on the Dao Fruits, but on the Holy Infant King who had suddenly appeared.
His mind stirred, his hand turning, releasing two streaks of light very magnanimously, "Take them."
If it were Jiang Li himself, with his thrifty nature, he would certainly keep the Dao Fruits since he had once been poor, and was still a step away from truly becoming wealthy.
But if it were Li Qinglian, he wouldn’t care about these external possessions.
Thus, he very much respected the character design and threw the items out.
"Ha, quite generous."
The Holy Infant King didn’t hesitate, skillfully grabbing the Dao Fruits, and then took out four Jade Talismans from his robe, temporarily housing the Dao Fruits.
His quick hands were clearly those of an experienced practitioner.
"It wasn’t a waste for this Great King to co here specially to et you."
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