Chapter 622 - 404: Battle of the Saints
Outside, the void above the Little World continuously twists, devouring the essences of the four directions like a black hole. In its center, a towering figure sits cross-legged, emanating a holy light.
"According to unverifiable ancient history, Demon Emperor Huangfu Qingyang was someone from at least seventy to eighty thousand years ago. His dojo’s Little World shouldn’t have anything valuable left!"
Qin Xiao’s eyes glowed with divine light, as if he wished to see through the void into the Little World. Unfortunately, even a Martial Saint powerhouse doesn’t have such ability.
The era of Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang was too ancient, and even the Little World has decayed over the years, unable to bear the entry of such powerful beings as Martial Saints. The reason these Martial Saints and Demon Saints haven’t entered the Little World is not only because it’s decayed, but mainly because they know there are no treasures left inside.
Thus, when Huangfu Qingyang’s dojo came into the world, it became a battleground for the younger generation of the Human and Demon Races.
"Getting restless so soon? Don’t worry, I’ve already instructed them not to wipe out your Human Race’s younger generation!"
Not far away, in the void, there also sat a towering figure.
Purple-eyed Demon Saint!
The Martial Saint cultivated from the bloodline of the Purple-eyed Demon Lion; when Huangfu Qingyang’s dojo opened, the Demon Hunter Organization sent a Martial Saint, and the Demon Heaven Alliance also sent a Demon Saint, worried that the Martial Saints of the Human Race would underhandedly attack the demon prodigies.
"Who will kill whom is still unknown!"
Qin Xiao snorted coldly, his expression a bit displeased because the lineup of powerhouses entering the Little World previously was weaker for the Human Race. Hence, in this dojo treasure hunt, the Human Race might suffer a loss.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he felt the Communication Jade Token in his bosom vibrate slightly. With a sweep of his heart spirit, a message appeared in his mind: "After thinking it over, there’s something I still need to tell you!"
"It’s that old fellow Zhou Shen, always saying inexplicable things..." Qin Xiao showed a puzzled look, swiftly inputting a message into the Jade Token: "What is it?"
The Jade Token vibrated, and a new message came through: "Have you heard of Wei Fan, who has recently risen in Beiding Continent?"
Qin Xiao was slightly taken aback and input another message: "Of course I know. It’s said this guy is not much weaker than Xuanyuan Peak, but what do you mean by telling me this, old thing? Is he your disciple, and you’re showing off?"
After a pause, the Jade Token vibrated again: "How could I have the ability to teach such a disciple? I just wanted to tell you that Wei Fan is also the Territory Guardian War General of our Beiding Continent’s Demon Hunter Organization."
A glint of sharp light flashed in Qin Xiao’s eyes: "Such a demon would actually be the Territory Guardian War General of our Demon Hunter Organization. That’s good news, but what are you really trying to tell me, old thing? I’m confronting a Demon Saint right now; I don’t have time for your boasting."
A while later, the Jade Token vibrated, revealing Zhou Shen’s message: "I’m just reminding you, Wei Fan has also gone to Treasure Flower Continent. This kid has a heavy killing aura; you all must protect him well for me. If those Demon Saints hurt him, the Martial Saints of your Treasure Flower Continent would be the sinners of our Human Race.
To tell you the truth, even Xuanyuan Peak is not as brilliant as he is, and even if you die, you must not let anything happen to him."
A heavy killing aura?
Qin Xiao was taken aback. Which martial artist doesn’t have a heavy killing aura? On their journey as a Martial Saint, whose hands are not stained with mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
"Good, if Wei Fan is around, the humans inside the dojo won’t suffer."
Previously, he had worried that the power of the Human Race was inferior to that of the Demon Race. Since Wei Fan, this demon, was secretly around, the ones at a disadvantage this time would be the Demon Fiends.
He didn’t fear a heavy killing aura, only feared a killing aura too light.
"Rest assured, as he fights for our Treasure Flower Continent, even if all us Martial Saints die, he will not come to harm. Even if he kills one or two Demon Race Saint Sons, I can cover for him."
Qin Xiao input a message, considering if Wei Fan could kill one or two Demon Race Saint Sons, it would be perfect to curb the Demon Race’s arrogance.
"Old fellow, I’m just afraid you can’t carry it, so I’m reminding you. You’d best be prepared for a deadly battle and contact Martial Saint support from other continents if the situation turns unfavorable."
"Alright, I understand!"
With a final message, Qin Xiao put away the Jade Token: "This old thing Zhou Shen, the older he gets, the more timid he becomes. It’s just a Martial King, and he actually wants me to contact other continents’ Martial Saints."
So what if the Martial Saints from Treasure Flower Continent come over? Or does Treasure Flower Continent’s Demon Hunter Organization have no one?
"Moreover, that old guy even said Wei Fan is more brilliant than Xuanyuan Peak, is his eyesight failing with age?"
It’s not that he didn’t trust Zhou Shen, but the title of ’the most brilliant in two thousand years’ has a heavy gold content, and it takes someone exceptionally brilliant to surpass Xuanyuan Peak.
Not to mention surpassing Xuanyuan Peak, being able to compare with Xuanyuan Peak is already an astonishing feat.
"Boom..."
A shocking wave suddenly transmitted from afar, like an ocean surging in the sky, violently boiling the essence qi between heaven and earth.
"Isn’t the Iron-Eating Beast Race’s Demon Saint sleeping all the time? Why did it come here?"
Qin Xiao stood up, seeing a colossal black and white beast streak across the sky like a meteor, rapidly flying towards Huangfu Qingyang’s dojo.
"Boom!"
A paw as immense as a mountain tore through the void, fiercely striking towards the underground Little World. This was a strike from a Demon Saint; if it hit Huangfu Qingyang’s decayed Little World, it would certainly be destroyed.
"What madness is this?" Purple-eyed Demon Saint struck out a palm, deflecting the enormous paw: "Little Cyan Flood Dragon King and other Saint Sons are inside. Do you want to kill them?"
Qin Xiao didn’t even attempt to stop the frenzy of the Iron-Eating Beast Race’s Demon Saint; instead, it was Purple-eyed Demon Saint who blocked the attack of the Iron-Eating Demon Saint.
"My son is dead!" howled the Iron-Eating Demon Saint angrily, but it didn’t continue attacking.
Once the Little World is destroyed, everyone inside will die. Even if he wants to avenge his son, he cannot kill other Saint Sons. He was just overwhelmed by his rage.
"The Saint Son of the Iron-Eating Beast Race is dead? Was it Wei Fan or Yuan Yi, the Saint Son?"
Qin Xiao’s heart stirred, and he spoke up: "Your son deserved to die. If he lacked strength, who can he blame? If you dare to make a move, I’ll kill you first!"
No matter if it was Wei Fan or Yuan Yi, the Saint Son who killed him, he would not allow the Iron-Eating Demon Saint to harm any member of the Human Race.
The Iron-Eating Demon Saint showed a look of apprehension because Qin Xiao indeed had the power to kill him. Even within the Saint Realm, there were differences in strength.
"My son is dead; there must be an explanation!" he howled fiercely.
"Don’t rush; wait for the people inside to come out and find out who did it."
The Purple-eyed Demon Saint also showed a look of apprehension. As the Sub-Palace Master of the Treasure Flower Continent’s Demon Hunter Organization, no Demon Saint dared to underestimate Qin Xiao. It was unwise to anger Qin Xiao before the matter was clarified.
During the treasure hunt at the Huangfu Qingyang Dojo, it wasn’t necessarily the Human Race that killed the Iron-Eating Beast Saint Son. It could have been done by other Demon Race Saint Sons.
Furthermore, this matter was agreed upon by the Saint Realm powerhouses of the Human and Demon Races. Inside the dojo, everyone relies on their abilities, and if they die, it cannot be pursued. Just because one Iron-Eating Beast Saint Son died, to want to start a war with Qin Xiao, other Demon Saints might not help.
Seeing that the Iron-Eating Demon Saint stopped making a move, Qin Xiao sat back down. But before he could warm his seat, a terrifying fluctuation came from afar.
"Return my son’s life!"
A gigantic Howling Moon Wolf galloped across the sky, reaching the front in an instant, lunging toward Qin Xiao in the void.
His face was ferocious, and there seemed to be a crescent moon hanging above his head, continuously channeling the power of the Great Yin from the intangible void.
The Howling Moon Wolf’s tribal name was not arbitrarily chosen but was based on racial characteristics.
"The Howling Moon Saint Son is also dead? Who did it?" The Iron-Eating Demon Saint and the Purple-eyed Demon Saint were dumbfounded.
The Iron-Eating Demon Saint was almost the weakest Demon Saint in the Treasure Flower Continent. It was understandable that his son was killed, because those who dared to kill the Iron-Eating Beast Son usually didn’t fear the Iron-Eating Demon Saint.
But the son of the Howling Moon Demon Saint, anyone wanting to kill him would hesitate to see if they could provoke the Howling Moon Demon Saint, one of the strongest Demon Saints in the Treasure Flower Continent.
"It’s the beast, Howling Moon Demon Saint!"
Qin Xiao’s expression shifted. The Howling Moon Demon Saint was not the same as the Iron-Eating Demon Saint; the Howling Moon Demon Saint was one of the top Demon Kings in the Beiding Continent, not weaker than that Cyan Flood Dragon, and was on par with him.
"Good lad, truly murderous!"
After his surprise, Qin Xiao couldn’t help but feel a bit happy. Yuan Yi, the Saint Son, and the Little Cyan Flood Dragon King would almost never kill the Howling Moon Demon Saint’s son, knowing the Howling Moon Demon Saint’s power. Only Wei Fan, this Overseas Dragon, dared to go for the kill.
"You want to break the agreement, then I, as the Hall Master, will accompany you!"
With a long howl, Qin Xiao charged forward to engage in combat with the Howling Moon Demon Saint. In an instant, the void shattered, and the battle between these two Saint Realm powerhouses moved into the Void World. Chaos Qi surged, and Taoist Principles were forcibly manifested.
"The Howling Moon Demon Saint is too impulsive. Although he is a powerhouse on par with Qin Xiao, he is still weaker."
The Purple-eyed Demon Saint frowned. The Howling Moon Demon Saint was clearly not as strong as Qin Xiao and began to sustain injuries after exchanging a hundred moves.
"Damn it, are you two just watching? Come and help me wipe out Qin Xiao!" The Howling Moon Demon Saint roared in the Void World, a few of his teeth having been knocked out by Qin Xiao.
"Boom..."
But before the Purple-eyed Demon Saint and the Iron-Eating Demon Saint could take action, another terrifying fluctuation came from afar.
The two Demon Saints paused and looked into the distance, seeing three other Demon Saints rushing over in rage.
"The Cyan Flood Dragon King, the Spirit Elephant King, the Red Flame Horse King, could their Saint Sons also have been killed?"
The Purple-eyed Demon Saint’s expression turned grim. The arriving Demon Saints were all those whose sons had entered the Huangfu Qingyang Dojo. Could it be that all the Demon Saint Sons who entered the dojo were dead? If so, it would likely mean the two Bai He from the Profound Crane Sect were also dead.
"Ha ha... all here? Did all your sons die? If so, it’s truly delightful!"
Qin Xiao let out a long howl, not thinking it a big deal that the sons of these Demon Saints were killed. At most, it would just result in a battle. Since when did the Human Race fear these beasts?
"Huh... did everyone arrive this quickly this time?"
He took out his Communication Jade Token and sent a message to inform the Demon Hunter Organization’s Martial Saint, yet just after he put down the Jade Token, a Saint-level fluctuation emerged from the direction of the Human Race.
"No, it’s not a Martial Saint from our Demon Hunter Organization, but rather those Martial Saints from the sects whose disciples entered the dojo. Did their Saint Sons get killed too?"
Qin Xiao showed a look of confusion. Was it not Wei Fan who killed the Demon Race Saint Sons, but a fight between the Human and Demon Saint Sons? Otherwise, why would even the Saint Master of the Yuan Yi Sect be here?
Among the Human Saints who entered the dojo, only the Seven Stars Sect did not have a Martial Saint coming.
"Return the lives of our Human Saint Sons, you rule-breaking beasts." Qin Xiao roared in fury.
With his roar, the Human Race Martial Saints who arrived didn’t care about anything else and started fighting straight away.
"Do you dare not to abide by the agreement?"
The Saint Master of the Yuan Yi Sect erupted with divine brilliance and directly targeted the formidable Cyan Flood Dragon King. In an instant, the Human Race Martial Saints were fighting with the Demon Saints, not realizing that the one who killed their Saint Sons might be the same person.