Chapter One Hundred Fifty: To Act Because One Must Act
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So this is the bargaining chip they were talking about!?
Seeing this scene, Tian Ming was furious. Were it not for the greater good, he would have revealed his identity and fought these heartless demonic cultivators on the spot.
Indeed, at this moment Tian Ming finally understood why he and Kuang Zhen had encountered prisoner carts escorting ordinary people or cultivators—the reason was nothing more than these demonic cultivators preparing to use them as leverage against the Four Great Sects.
Yet, by sheer accident, the two of them had rescued those people!
As expected.
Demonic cultivators are always demonic cultivators; to achieve their ends, they would sacrifice anything. Tian Ming knew very well that he was valuable to them now, which was why they treated him politely.
But when that value vanished, they would discard you without hesitation.
Just like those thirty Heavenly Gang guardians. Though Tian Ming hadn’t witnessed their deaths, it was an undeniable fact that these demonic cultivators ravaged and slaughtered them.
“Everyone in the Hua Han Sect, listen carefully! Cease your formation immediately, or these people’s lives won’t be guaranteed anymore. Heh heh, I’ll count to ten, and after that, I can’t promise my subordinates won’t get itchy fingers.”
High above, over a hundred dark figures hovered in the sky within a hundred miles above the Hua Han Sect. The speaker was Xie Xin, standing at the forefront with a disdainful gaze surveying everything below.
“Despicable!”
“Demonic cultivators! If you have the courage, fight us openly! Bullying ordinary people to use against us—shame on you!”
“This is utterly outrageous! Are you truly hoping for the ruin of the Hua Han Sect!?”
As their voices faded, seven elders from the Hua Han Sect transmitted their response through the energy of Heaven and Earth. Their faces flushed red with anger, yet they were powerless and had to gradually weaken the energy in their hands.
“Elders, no! These demonic cultivators will not release them.”
“Elders!!!”
...
From below came the hoarse shouts of disciples, reaching the ears of the seven elders above. Each wore a grim expression, torn by inner conflict.
But under the command of Gong Zhong Han Song, even if unwilling, they could only endure silently.
“Everyone, obey orders—halt the formation!”
In truth, the elders knew well that even if they gave up now, it would be futile; these demonic cultivators never honored any agreements.
But sacrificing these people to save themselves was something they could not do.
Even if they did, they would be scorned by the entire continent, dishonoring generations of Hua Han Sect leaders and all the people of this land.
“Heh heh heh! Very well, wise men recognize the times. You’ve done well.”
The four great fiends—Xuan Jian, Xuan Li, Xuan Yan, Xuan Feng—together with Li Xuan Su, Han An Shan, Suo Yang Can, Suo Xiu Fu, and Xie Xin made nine at the very front of the formation.
Behind them stood a massive prison cage formed from dark energy. The decayed darkness distorted the surrounding energy of Heaven and Earth.
Above the huge dark cage, Tian Ming looked toward the nine figures shrouded in dark aura in the distance, thoughtful as he murmured softly.
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“... Four of you, remain calm. Let’s observe the situation first!”
In an unseen place, five figures radiating pure righteousness concealed themselves behind the others. A middle-aged man in a purple robe led them, a red-glowing sword swirling around him.
The other four wore azure Taoist robes, but when their eyes met the purple-robed man’s, they showed profound respect.
“Wait? Elder Luan Tianfeng, what do you mean?”
One of the figures asked, puzzled, looking toward the purple-robed man. If Tian Ming were there, he would recognize these men instantly—none other than Gong Zhong Rui Xin and two other elders of the Hua Han Sect.
Not only Gong Zhong Rui Xin, but the other three elders also looked at Luan Tianfeng in surprise.
At this critical moment, with the Hua Han Sect facing a massive assault by demonic cultivators, the senior elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect was not leading the charge but told them to wait—this was hard to understand.
“He’s about to act!”
Luan Tianfeng’s fiery gaze never left the figure in the black robe high in the sky. When a silver vortex appeared in his hand, even his calm demeanor showed signs of stirring.
“...!”
What?! Gong Zhong Rui Xin and the others were stunned. Who was about to move? Whoever it was, let them come.
However,
Their attention was quickly drawn to the distant commotion above. Mouths agape, they watched in disbelief.
...
Absorb!
Holding the silver vortex, Tian Ming’s expression was colder than ever. Under his control, the dark energy forming the prison cage vanished instantly.
The hundreds of figures trapped inside lost their support and scattered densely across the air.
“This time, it’s my turn to protect you.”
A faint smile curled Tian Ming’s lips. Locking eyes with a purple-robed middle-aged man in the distance, he extended his right hand and pushed those people outward with pure energy of Heaven and Earth.
“What? How could he!?”
The noise behind immediately alerted Xie Xin and the others in front.
Turning around, they found the ordinary people they had captured had vanished without a trace. The vast space was occupied by only one black-robed elder bearing a sword on his back.
Their faces fell in disbelief, unable to believe Chu Yun would do such a thing.
“...”
Facing Xie Xin and the others’ confusion and even jealous fury, Tian Ming coldly sneered and turned away. He paid no mind to those ordinary people behind him—it was a silence more powerful than words. He refused to explain.
“Attack! Seize him! This man has betrayed us!!”
While Xie Xin and the others were still stunned, Xuan Jian among the four great fiends reacted first, shouting orders to hundreds of elite demonic cultivators ahead.
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“Chu Yun, what are you doing? Why did you release these people? If you still consider me your brother, then turn back now and repent!!!”
The voice rang out, snapping Xie Xin awake. He transformed into a shadow and blocked the elite demonic cultivators, shouting from afar.
“Hahaha, repent? Who has truly strayed astray, and who has walked the righteous path?”
“Xie Xin, the person you knew was only one side of me. But I know everything about you. I have no intention of explaining further. Come, let’s fight.”
Faced with Xie Xin’s loud accusations, Tian Ming laughed heartily and shook his head. When he first arrived on this continent, he had to suffer everything silently due to his strength. But now, he would no longer endure.
“Xie Xin, enough nonsense. Kill him.”
“Yes, that’s right!”
...
Seeing Xie Xin’s determination, the four great fiends and others grew anxious, shouting orders.
“...”
Hearing this, Xie Xin hesitated briefly, then shook his head and flew above the elite demonic guards.
“Kill! Kill!!”
The elite demonic cultivators, their eyes glowing red, were bewildered by the rapid turn of events, but dared not disobey orders from their superiors.
In an instant, over seven hundred towering dark forms rained down like meteors upon the sword-bearing elder. The overwhelming dark energy of Heaven and Earth surged unprecedentedly at this moment.
Countless attacks, even infused with Void Realm energy, twisted the very sky above.
Boom!!!
Perhaps even Heaven was moved, as the clouds suddenly darkened. Black raindrops pattered down, thunder rumbled and rolled through the skies.
Yet the changing heavens could not deter Tian Ming’s resolve to pierce the darkness.
A streak of purple sword aura cleaved through the dark clouds!
“You demonic cultivators, I’ve endured you long enough. Now, vanish!”
Words spoken, Tian Ming snorted coldly, gripping the silver vortex in his right hand and wielding his sword in the left, thrusting at the overwhelming dark shadows. Lightning crackled explosively.
Once again, sword auras shot from the sky, slashing toward the so-called elite demonic cultivators!
As the black-robed elder’s sword waved ceaselessly in the sky, a series of wild yet disciplined, resonant sword auras transformed into expanding points of light before the elite cultivators.
Useless! Useless!!
Dark energy falling from the sky, upon touching the black-robed elder, was transformed by the silver vortex in his left hand, enhancing his power to an even higher level.