The Arch-Enemy Must Not Become a Wife

This wind blows into the body’s five viscera and six bowels from the crown chakra, passing through the Dantian and piercing the nine orifices. In an instant, flesh and bone dissolve, the body disintegrates, demonstrating immense power, yet incredibly sinister.

This fierce wind forcibly resisted that invisible devouring power. Although it still was inevitably consumed by Chu Xuan, its endlessness and infinite supply quickly formed a gray, misty domain of wind, sheltering Yang Chengye within, allowing him to escape being captured into the enemy’s palm.

If this old demon truly fell into Chu Xuan’s hands, the power of the Gui Xu Technique would be maximized. Even if the opponent was a whole realm higher, he was confident he could slowly drain him dry.

Since Chu Xuan attacked almost without giving any time to react, although Yang Chengye managed to preserve himself through sheer might in the first wave, the golden-furred hound was not so lucky.

It let out a howl and transformed into its enormous demon form as large as a small mountain to resist. As it stood there, it appeared like a golden lion, with a fierce vertical pupil, sword-like fangs, four fiery lotus feet, its entire body shimmering with golden strands, an awe-inspiring gigantic demon.

However, under Chu Xuan’s grasp, the golden-furred hound seemed as fragile as a helpless puppy. It frantically turned to flee, but was unable to control its body, falling rapidly towards the vortex’s center.

"Master, save me!" the golden-furred hound cried out in utmost terror.

But at that moment, Yang Chengye’s heart was filled with panic and fear, as he faintly guessed the truth. Barely managing to withstand it himself, how could he have the strength to save his mount?

Thus, under the terrified gazes of the onlookers, the golden-furred hound shrank smaller and smaller, until when it reached Chu Xuan’s hand, it was hardly different in size from a golden retriever.

Then an even more horrifying scene unfolded! The golden-furred hound visibly withered at an alarming speed, rapidly being absorbed by the mysterious man until it became a dried corpse, with its fur losing color.

But that wasn’t the end; even the dried corpse eventually turned into a puff of dust, showing the tyrannical extent of this demonic technique.

Old Demon Yang was utterly terrified upon witnessing this, not daring to say a harsh word. With a strange howl, he transformed into a gust of gray wind, escaping towards the east with utmost speed, fleeing for his life.

Li Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, just about to give chase, when he saw Chu Xuan clap his hands lightly and say with a smile, "Let him live as a warning, so he can inform Sikong Luoyan and let him understand that offending me comes at a price."

In reality, Chu Xuan did not refrain from wanting to kill Yang Chengye, as eradicating the roots would naturally be the best option.

However, as previously mentioned, he needed to leave immediately after exposing his identity, without any delay, lest Shangguan Yu received news and pursued him at all costs, which would be dangerous.

Furthermore, this old demon Yang, no matter what, was a formidable figure of the seventh stage, and had cultivated the extremely troublesome fierce wind demonic technique, making it not easy to defeat him in a short time.

Not to mention the several righteous powerhouses presently staring at him in shock and awe. If the battle prolonged, and they decided to join in, it would become even more problematic.

Upon hearing Chu Xuan’s instruction, Li Xingchuan respectfully complied. Truth be told, after witnessing the Demon Venerable personally take action, he felt both reverence and fear in his heart.

He finally understood profoundly why in the past, the Celestial Evil, with the status of a mere loose cultivator, could establish such a vast enterprise; and why the righteous heroes eventually besieged him, as who wouldn’t be terrified upon witnessing such power?

At this moment, the few individuals from the Shangguan family appeared as if facing a great enemy, with Shangguan Quifeng tremblingly pointing towards Chu Xuan, saying:

"You, you are...?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xuan smiled and said, "I am called Li Feiyu by others, you may also call me the ’Blood-Clad Demon Monarch’."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingchuan had a peculiar expression, and the guests present were filled with fear and anger. Someone immediately shouted loudly as if to embolden themselves:

"Nonsense, do you take us for blind? You are clearly the Celestial Evil Demon Venerable!"

With that shout, the previously eerily silent venue came to life, and the crowd erupted, "It’s him, it really is him! This is the legendary Devouring Yuan Demon Technique?"

"Is he Chu Xuan? That can’t be right, although I’ve never met him, wasn’t Chu Xuan only at the fourth stage when he acted ten years ago?"

"Yes, even if Chu Xuan has been cultivating day and night over these years, consuming all sorts of heaven-sent treasures and supreme elixirs to boost his cultivation, at most he’d be at the fifth stage, how could he possess such power and presence now?"

"Wait, didn’t Chu Xuan practice a different Cultivation Technique? Plus, he’s at the Nascent Soul Stage, it’s impossible for him to change techniques now."

"Look! The mask on his waist, could it be the legendary Blood God Mask? And his blood robe, could it also be transformed from the Blood God Armor?"

"It’s very likely, I hadn’t thought of that before..."

In short, the venue was filled with noise, with various speculations about the mysterious man’s identity, and almost everyone believed he was indeed the Celestial Evil himself.

Because whether it was the Blood God Set or this terrifying Devouring Yuan Demon Technique, only the Celestial Evil reappearing in the world would match these descriptions.

However, regarding whether Chu Xuan was the Celestial Evil, the guests became skeptical, wondering if he was truly innocent. Hence, when Li Xingchuan mentioned earlier that his master had descended upon the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace to "settle debts," it was perceived to be about this matter.

Moreover, the mysterious man had also said earlier he acted because Mo Luo Palace had "mistaken" him last time, referring to Sikong Luoyan’s involvement in besieging Chu Xuan.

Some also realized that the reason this person previously didn’t kneel or bow was because he truly saw everyone equally and regarded everyone with disdain. It wasn’t Mak Yunzi who deserved his salute and worship, quite the opposite.