"If you people don't play tricks, This Seat will definitely hold true to his words." Chen Luoyang sounded dull, but it was extremely overbearing.
Nie Hua and Han Dao's faces changed after hearing Chen Luoyang's words. They looked at each other and revealed awkward faces. Nie Hua then said, "Cult Master Chen, isn't this a little unfair…?"
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "This Seat's words are fair."
He sat in a high place and swept a glance at the two below. "The two of you don't understand something. The rules are set by This Seat."
While speaking, Chen Luoyang lifted his hand and pointed with a finger. His finger suddenly lit up with an extremely dazzling radiance that was difficult to look at directly. It was as if one was looking up at the sun during midday.
Nie Hua and Han Dao each made a move to defend themselves with conditioned reflexes. However, when Chen Luoyang's finger lit up with the radiance, a line of light shot straight at Han Dao's forehead.
Han Dao formed claws with his hands and was about to put up his defense. However, before he could raise his hands, that resplendent golden light had already struck his forehead. It immediately penetrated his head! After shooting out that golden light, the radiance on Chen Luoyang's finger instantly vanished.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
The once prideful martial king had died on the spot. Han Dao was still standing in place, and his hands were still in the raising motion. Those hands continued to rise up and formed a blocking action. It was a pity that it was in vain.
His Snow Tiger Claws that had dominated the north didn't have any chance to be executed. The Snow Howl True Technique that he had cultivated diligently for dozens of years was utterly useless when going against this young man whose eyes were emitting a black radiance.
Han Dao's widened eyes had lost the spirit of life. The shocked expression was frozen on his face. In the middle of his forehead, there was a hole that extended all the way to the back of his head. Be it the front or the back, no blood was flowing out yet. It was as though this hole was something that Han Dao had since he existed.
There was a charred smell coming from the hole. A martial king was dead. The carpet of the main hall didn't even have a stain.
Xie Xingmang who was by the side had eyes that nearly burst out. Had he not been restrained by the Demon Cult members, he would have charged out. Nie Hua was shocked, but he didn't do anything reckless. After taking a glance at the lifeless Han Dao, he turned to look at Chen Luoyang who was seated on the throne.
He stuttered as he said, "Great Sun Monarch Art, Sunlight Finger…"
One of the Demon Cult's six unrivaled absolute arts, the Great Sun Monarch Art was a manual with an entire set of absolute arts that formed an independent martial art series. Apart from the divine cultivation technique, it consisted of the Great Sun Golden Body, which was a body tempering art, and also three major martial arts — the Ardent Sun Fist, the Glorious Sun Palm, and the Sunlight Finger.
Any of those absolute arts were elite martial arts that everyone desired. When cultivated to the highest level, one could form the Great Sun Monarch Body, and when executing any of the offense or defense arts within the Great Sun Monarch Art, the power would be several times stronger.
What made Nie Hua's heart sink was because Chen Luoyang merely pointed in a casual manner and didn't even manifest the Great Sun Monarch Body. However, he was still able to kill the martial king Han Dao in a split second, a martial king who was at the same cultivation stage as Nie Hua.
Nie Hua believed that his strength was above Han Dao, but the difference between himself and Chen Luoyang was no longer measurable.
"This Seat appreciates people with courage and insight, but I will not tolerate a fool who cannot adapt to circumstances," Chen Luoyang spoke in an indifferent manner, as though nothing had happened.
"When we were at the Golden Summit and on the Gaoyang Mountain, This Seat once said something to Song Lun. I think it is also applicable to you now." He looked at Nie Hua calmly and said, "Opportunity, This Seat will only give it once."
Nie Hua looked at Chen Luoyang directly and saw that Chen Luoyang's indifferent expression revealed a sense of extreme boredom. Chen Luoyang was tapping on the armrest without any proper rhythm.
Nie Hua took a deep breath and mocked himself. In his opinion, back when he was misled by Song Lun, it resulted in the defeat of the Golden Summit's Huayan Temple. It was the great mistake of his life, and he could still feel the pain now. He was too ashamed to even face the comrades on Golden Summit.
However, to the Demon Cult Master, that was probably an insignificant matter?
Despite the case, Nie Hua was even more enraged by Chen Luoyang's ruthless and heartless attitude. Nie Hua nearly had the impulse to sacrifice his life right here. He didn't care about the result nor his own life or death. He just wanted to send a flying slash to that great demon on the throne!
But when he took a glance at his Fourth Junior, Xie Xingmang, he forced himself to calm down. Nie Hua took a deep breath and cupped his fist to Chen Luoyang. He then gritted his teeth and said, "I wish to bring Cult Master Chen's words back and discuss with my other comrades before giving you a reply. I wonder if Cult Master Chen can wait for a moment?"
"There is no need for such trouble," Chen Luoyang said casually. "Tomorrow, this time, this place. If This Seat doesn't see Young Lady Qingqing in here, then you can prepare to receive your junior's corpse."
With a gesture, Zhang Tianheng had already dragged away Xie Xingmang who wanted to say something. Nie Hua watched as Xie Xingmang vanished, and after a long moment, he looked at Chen Luoyang again and said slowly, "I understand. Cult Master Chen is a man of his words, and I believe you wouldn't break your promise."
Nie Hua left after speaking, but before he left, he carried Han Dao's corpse with him.
The Demon Cult members didn't stop him, while Chen Luoyang watched as Nie Hua left.
The opposition definitely wouldn't listen obediently. It is imaginable that they are planning to retain both Xie Xingmang and Ying Qingqing. Perhaps, they want even more? Chen Luoyang smiled.
He then communicated with the black pot.
During the battle with Black Emperor Xiuzhe, in order to obtain the answers he wanted, he had nearly used up all of the blood-red serum in the pot. But after his consecutive killing of the martial master Zha Lei and the martial king Han Dao, the black pot's blood-red serum had finally been replenished a little.
Especially after he personally killed the martial king, Han Dao, who was at the10th Intent Congealing Stage, the rewards were rather considerable.
When Chen Luoyang made his move earlier, the display of his prowess was merely a secondary objective. His true objective was to replenish the blood-red serum. Right now, he immediately asked a question: Information on the Sword Sovereign's fifth disciple, Intelligent Sword Shi Jing.
The blood-red serum that Chen Luoyang had painstakingly accumulated instantly reached the bottom again!
Chen Luoyang didn't feel any pain as he was seriously reading the group of blood words that were formed by the blood mist from the pot.
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On the other side…
Nie Hua wanted to prevent anyone from stalking him; therefore, he made plenty of detours before returning to the camp. After seeing Shi Jing and Li Tai, he elaborated on the details of the incident.
"The Demon Sovereign is proud and arrogant. He is already used to being domineering and tyrannical. That reaction isn't outside of our expectation. We will act according to the original plan." Shi Jing looked at Li Tai and said, "However, that demon is overly brutal, and Senior Han has perished because of it. I didn't consider it thoroughly. Will Your Highness please forgive me?"
The Great Xia Empire's Sixth Prince Li Tai shook his head. "That demon is cruel, and it isn't Fifth Sir's fault. Fifth Sir doesn't have to brood over it. This Prince will naturally make an appropriate arrangement for Sir Han's posthumous and family matters."
He focused on Han Dao's wound on the forehead and said, "After listening to Third Sir's description and looking at this wound again, the Demon Sovereign's cultivation strength is still unfathomable."
Shi Jing nodded and said, "One must not be careless when dealing with this unrivaled demon. We need to overestimate his strength and standard as much as possible. That's why we can only do our best to contend tomorrow and to not confront him directly."
Li Tai took a glance at Shi Jing. "Then, does that mean that Young Lady Qingqing is also insignificant?"
"Of course not, we must still have a backup plan. The Demon Sovereign's injuries might not be affecting him, but there is still a difference between being injured and being perfectly fine. If we are careless and allowed his injuries to completely recover, then the consequences wouldn't be something that we can withstand." Shi Jing pursed his lips and said, "Furthermore, even if she is insignificant, we cannot watch while Young Lady Ying enters the tiger's den."
"Fifth Sir's words are very true. Tomorrow, we will be listening to Fifth Sir's orders. I hope that we will be able to succeed in the rescue and also not lose anyone." Just as Li Tai wanted to bid farewell to Shi Jing and Nie Hua, Li Tai saw Shi Jing's expression suddenly change.
He was initially astonished, but he and Nie Hua also had a quick change in expression. They immediately rushed towards Ying Qingqing's tent. There was a faint sword light being released from the tent, and it was like a small sun.
Nie Hua was the first to enter and saw Ying Qingqing seated within while her body was releasing the radiance of a rising sun. However, the sunlight quickly turned dim. That radiant Clear Sky Sword Intent had gradually vanished like the setting sun.
Nie Hua had a shocked face as he turned and said to Shi Jing and Li Tai, "It is too late."
Li Tai stared intently at Ying Qingqing and said, "You dispersed all of the Clear Sky Divine Sword's cultivation within your body?!"