For three days and three nights, the four young cultivators didn’t move a little, and even Yun Xiang cuddled herself and waited patiently with a frosty look.

When the first beam of sunshine slit darkness from the east of the mountain range, Luo Jianqing squinted, suddenly whacked the ground and dashed out of the cave. The bice figure flitted toward the destination, followed by Mo Qiu, Fo Zi and Yun Xiang.

Four beams of light landed at the cave in which the satanic Fiend Cultivator was hiding. Their enemy was covered by wisps of scarlet light like a cocoon. There wasn’t time left for them to hesitate, so Luo Jianqing drew out the Floating Frost Sword and operated a hand seal, and with his feet tapping the ground, tremendous amount of Spiritual Power dispersed immediately.

“Blossom Lotus Sword!”

At such a critical moment, Luo Jianqing was already lucky enough to operate his Final Maneuver without any slip. Since he had no one hundred percent confidence to use Seizing Karma which he just learnt, he didn’t add on the power of the fourth seizure on the Floating Frost Sword.

Seizing the Plants and Seasons! Seizing Lives! Seizing Right and Wrong!

Three streams of invisible power hovered around the sword like blossoming petals of bice lotus. The colossal amount of Spiritual Power shrouded the firmament as if the earth was first separated from heaven. Intimidating Sword Qi dispersed from the blade.

“Fiend Blood Figure Scourge!”

Mo Qiu was manipulating his Blood Shadowing Scourge which operated thousands of shadows of blood and all pounced fiercely toward the Fiend Cultivator. The strips of blood shadows were transformed in to countless blood snakes, restlessly twitching their bright red tongues while taking the strike.

Fo Zi broke the Buddha Bead Bracelet which he wore all day long, so that the glossy beads were floating in front of him. Eighteen in total, the beads glittered golden light splendidly. when looking at them, one felt refreshing in deed and could tell by taking a glance that the beads contained magnificent power.

Finger tips gently touching the bead, one by one, Fo Zi dyed every bead with a drop of his Spiritual Blood. Then with palms pushing forward like invincible roaring waves, Fo Zi made all of the beads dash towards the Fiend Cultivator!

“Parinirvana can only be achieved when the eighteen-levels of hell are empty!”

The casted three maneuvers were their most powerful ones that were determined to take deadly aim, and these were what they got so far. As three cultivators who had passed the line of forming a Nascent Soul, they didn’t have the intention to ask Yun Xiang to join the fight. However, Yun Xiang suddenly voluntarily belched out a mouthful of blood!

That blood contained Black Fiend Qi – it was the blood from the tip of her heart!

Frightened, Mo Qiu looked at Yun Xiang and shouted in a harsh tone, “Stop!”

Nonetheless, it was too late. Yun Xiang’s blood was spat out already and then formed a ferocious Claw Shadow.

The Fiend Cultivator was attacked by four maneuvers at the same time. It happened with an instant which in turn gave him little time to react. The Fiend Cultivator beckoned his Spiritual Power to defense himself but before he could even open his eyes, the strikes casted by four young legendary cultivators whacked him with no holding back.

Boom!

The cave was mutilated by the extreme quake. Luo Jianqing and his companies managed to flew out before it collapsed completely. Yun Xiang fainted by the moment they got out of the cave. She fell straight downward like a kite without a string. Luckily, Fo Zi, who was flying close to her, caught her before she hit the ground.

Catching them up, Mo Qiu looked at the girl who stayed unconscious with a pallid face, then said in rage, “You know so damn well that you are different from other Fiend Cultivators! For you, cultivating wasn’t that easy! If you attack directly with the power of your soul, you are prone for fatal injure which might prevent you from breaking Nascent Soul Period for the rest of your life! Do you know who serious this is?! You might not have much time left if this turns out to be reality!”

Still in a coma, obviously, Yun Xiang couldn’t hear what Mo Qiu yelled at her.

Besides, Mo Qiu knew that now wasn’t the perfect time to rebuke her.

Luo Jianqing beckoned Qing Jun out of the Interspatial Ring. Still maintaining the child body, Qing Jun actually had already recovered twenty percent of his strength. Seeing the four in a tight corner, Qing Jun immediately frowned, but before he could ask any question, Luo Jianqing interrupted him, “Qing Jun, please take this girl to a safe place. We can’t take care of her right now.”

Without asking anything, Qing Jun brought Yun Xiang with him and flew away. They soon disappeared at the edge of the sky.

Luo Jianqing, Mo Qiu and Fo Zi were all floating in the sky, eyebrows knitted, watching the hill which was destroyed into piles of scattered stones. There was little movement in the ruins, as if the Fiend Cultivator was truly dead, but none of them dared to lower their guards.

The sunlit stones were reflecting shining gloss.

Luo Jianiqng stared at what remained of the hill for almost one hour but failed to sense anything. Gradually, he let down his guard. After all, the Fiend Cultivator’s existence could not be detected anymore; there was a possibility that they did kill him when he was at the weakest moment.

Finally, Fo Zi relieved, “Amitabha, what we did is indeed a benefaction. Today, we take revenge for the slaughtered a hundred thousand commoners. Ghosts, we’ve killed your life-taker, now, who were still lingering around here could enter the samsara and let go of your enmity.”

As he spoke, Fo Zi silently casted the golden mantra, delivering those who were still gripping the agony and wouldn’t let out into the samsara.

However, though shrouded by the mantra, the ghosts were still showing no signs of leaving. Fo Zi immediately widened his eyes while Mo Qiu and Luo Jianqing did the same. They exclaimed at the same time. “Something’s wrong!”

The next moment, they heard a thundering blare!

The whole world was shivering. The six mountains which surrounded them collapsed asunder. Countless stone pieces covered the sky. The three young cultivators were forced back by the rain of stones. When they finally managed to stand straight, a bloody pile of flesh in a figure of an old man appeared at the top of the ruins.

At once, frightening coercion filled the mountain range.

An ungainly elder barged out of the ruin, gloomily glaring at the vigorous young legendary cultivators standing in the air. The malodorous figure was covered with blood. From the gash on the belly, his intestines were all plucked out. He should have been dead right now, but the truth was the opposite.

Luo Jianqing’s Blossom Lotus Sword severed his stomach; Mo Qiu’s Fiend Blood Figure Scourge flogged though his spinal cord; Fo Zi’s Eighteen-level Hell of Beads broke his every single rib; Yun Xiang’s Fiend Shadow Claw made by the blood of her heart tip left strips of wounds on his heart.

However, their enemy was still breathing!

“Humble like ants, how dare you raid me like that!”

With Spiritual Power, the voice echoed among the mountain range.

Long time ago, Luo Jianqing nearly lost his life due to the fight with a Gold Sun Heaven Live Flood Dragon. Mo Qiu saved him from the hand of death and killed the beast. The Flood Dragon was badly injured and degraded to an eighth-level Demon Beast which equaled to a human cultivator at the early-stage Body Fusion Period when they were having a fight. However, right now, the Fiend Cultivator they were facing today was much different.

Both Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu knew so well about how powerful a Fiend Cultivator could be. Even if he was wounded like this, their enemy surely had a cultivation base higher than middle-stage Body Fusion Period, plus common Fiend Cultivator’s excellent self-repairing ability, as long as he was still alive, most of the wounds wouldn’t be a problem and would be mended within a short period of time.

Luo Jianqing gripped the Floating Frost Sword, then looked at Mo Qiu and Fo Zi.

Eyes meeting in the air, they exchanged glances. Without saying anything, they got what each other meant – so they dashed forward together, leaving no room for their enemy to recover.

Brandishing his sword, Luo Jianqing was generating maneuvers that could all bring death upon the devil.

Whipping his scourge, Mo Qiu was aiming at the vital organs of the Fiend Cultivator. Operating his beads, Fo Zi was attacking the shamble body. Their figures were as fast as lightning, constantly crossing the battlefield in a blur, showing the arrogant man the power of the legends!

The Fiend Cultivator was wailing painfully. Finally, he had had enough. Pounding hard on his ribs which were already exposed in the air, he broke one of them and took it off from his body! The pale piece of skeleton turned into a giant bone knife, full of intimidating Spiritual Power of a Body Fusion Period Cultivator.

A horrific shadow of blade attacked Fo Zi.

The monk squinted and beckoned the Thunder Alms Bowl of Protection. The strike was misfired, but Fo Zi was knocked in the air.

The second strike was aimed at Mo Qiu’s shoulder. The cultivator in scarlet was almost hit. Though saving his shoulder from marring, Mo Qiu was still whacked to the ground by the impact.

Seeing his friends being injured one by one, Luo Jianqing lost his usual calmness.