"If there are betrayers, behead them!"
"They already pledged allegiance to the Heavenly Demon? No wonder they didn’t panic at the sight of the Heavenly Demon’s onslaught!" Chang Sheng and the others were all Nine Tribulations Immortals and had long since noticed the calm expressions of Yang Daoren and his people. Now, hearing Yang Ji say this, they understood.
"Indeed, they have sided with the Heavenly Demon, and their deaths are deserved!" Yang Ji said coldly.
"Sect Master, tell us what to do, and we will follow your arrangement!" Chang Sheng and the others exchanged glances, then bowed deeply to Yang Ji.
With Yang Ji’s return, they felt much more at ease. Having an Immortal King presiding over the situation gave them a pillar of strength.
"Good, follow my instructions. Open a gap in the Sect Protection Array," Yang Ji commanded.
"Open a gap? Won’t the Heavenly Demons then swarm in? With more than a hundred Demon Lords, we’re likely to be overrun in an instant," Ji Jiang frowned.
"Just follow the Sect Master’s instructions!" Chun Ye glanced at Yang Ji, saw his composed demeanor, and spoke slowly.
"The Heavenly Demons’ assault is ferocious, and the Sect Protection Array won’t hold much longer. It will collapse in less than a few hundred breaths. Rather than wait for that, better to open the gates and face the enemy, hitting them with a psychological blow!" Luo Lie suggested.
"Whether it’s a psychological blow or not, just do as I say," Yang Ji spoke slowly.
"Alright, we will follow the Sect Master’s orders," Chang Sheng and the others nodded, starting to deploy their Immortal Techniques and operate the Formation, opening up a breach.
Yang Ji also executed his Great Divine Power, taking advantage of the Wuji Order to collect all the disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect within.
Outside, the Heavenly Demons attacking the Formation were startled to see an opening suddenly emerge, looking at the scene with wary eyes.
"Hm? Surrender?" Xing Xiong frowned.
"Surrender your grandma’s leg! Xing Xiong, come in, and I’ll kill you!" Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from inside.
Upon hearing this voice, Xing Xiong immediately got angry, "Yang Ji, you coward, finally willing to come out? I’m coming in to kill you!"
He strode twice towards the gap in the Formation, but then he suddenly stopped.
"Be careful of trickery!" Tian Xie said solemnly.
Xing Xiong’s face twisted, sharing the same concern. He looked up and said venomously, "Yang Ji, come out if you dare, and let’s see if I don’t kill you!"
"Xing Xiong, come at me!"
"Yang Ji, you come out!"
"Xing Xiong, didn’t you just say you wanted to annihilate me? I’m right here inside, come on in."
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"You…" In a fit of rage, Xing Xiong threw his hands up and said, "I can’t swallow this insult, I’m going in to kill him."
"I’ll go with you," Tian Xie said gravely.
"No need, I want to kill him with my own hands. I’ve empowered myself with the strength of forty-nine Demon Lords, more than enough to slaughter him. He’s all bluff, let’s see what tricks he can pull," Xing Xiong declared, his sleeves billowing as he strode with murderous intent into the air and entered.
"Yang Ji, come out and die!"
"Xing Xiong, come at me, I’m waiting for you!" Yang Ji appeared midair, taunting Xing Xiong with a beckoning finger.
"Today I swear to slay you!" Sensing Yang Ji’s aura and finding no other Immortal Kings supporting it, Xing Xiong, in a surge of murderous intent, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Come on, if you don’t come, I might teleport away," Yang Ji said with a harmless look, giving him a slight smile. He turned and waved his hand, creating a teleportation channel.
Xing Xiong intensely scanned the Wuji Dao Sect with his formidable demonic sense, only to find it devoid of people, even the Immortal Mountain had been taken. It was clear they were about to flee.
Xing Xiong panicked at this realization, understanding that Yang Ji who had dared to be defiant in the face of his overwhelming power was actually planning to insult then flee from him.
How could he tolerate that?
"Yang Ji, you coward, don’t you run." Xing Xiong saw Yang Ji attempting to escape, shouted loudly, and chased after him.
After a spatial fluctuation, the two landed in a new place, already inside a small world.
"Yang Ji, you kneel… Hm?" Before Xing Xiong could finish, he sensed something was amiss. He looked up and saw a hundred and five figures standing before him, each emitting a powerful aura, all of them Red Dust Immortals.
At that moment, Yang Ji revealed a playful smile on his face and said to him, "Xing Xiong, if you kneel down and repent, I might consider sparing your life."
"Red Dust, red everywhere... how can there be so many Red Dust Immortals? Are you... the forces of the Minor Immortal Realm?" Xing Xiong steadied his mind and said in a firm voice.
"Quickly retreat and do not make a mistake. I, Xing Xiong, leading a hundred thousand Demon Lords into the Taichu World, vow to sweep away all powers here. If you assist Yang Ji, all seven major forces of your Minor Immortal Realm will be annihilated."
"A hundred thousand Demon Lords?" Upon hearing this, the representatives of the seven major forces exchanged glances, their faces changing dramatically.
Seeing the crowd wavering, Xing Xiong said with satisfaction, "Haha, Yang Ji, is this your confidence when facing me? A hundred and five Red Dust Immortals is indeed daunting, but they can’t be used by you. What other cards do you have? Kneel down to me!"
"Gentlemen, what are you waiting for? Don’t hesitate to take action; your ancestors are still waiting," Yang Ji said, looking back at them.
After weighing their options, the group clenched their teeth, and their gazes uniformly shifted back to Xing Xiong.
"What? You... you want to strike at me?" Xing Xiong, seeing the crowd take a step forward and closing in on him, couldn’t help but get angry and threatened, "If you dare to strike at me, you will have no place to bury your bodies. My side’s hundred thousand Demon Lords will definitely eradicate all seven of your major forces. Do not make a mistake, withdraw immediately!"
"Although the hundred thousand Demon Lords are strong, we are not to be trifled with either. If we kill you, we can simply ascend to the Immortal Realm. Do you Heavenly Demons dare to boldly seek revenge in the Immortal Realm? Before you even find us, the Immortal Kings of the Celestial Court will probably have killed you first," the people of the seven major forces replied to Xing Xiong’s threat, their anger arising as well, and, after exchanging glances, they suddenly attacked together.
"Ah, you seek death, daring to make a move against me. There will be no place for you under the heavens or on earth," Xing Xiong’s expression changed; he truly couldn’t understand why the people of the seven major forces of the Minor Immortal Realm would fight on behalf of Yang Ji and attack him desperately.
The hundred and five Red Dust Immortals, employing the True Immortal Transforming Armor and fighting together, were simply too much for Xing Xiong to withstand, and he instantly tried to flee.
Unfortunately, a kick from behind sent him crashing back fiercely.
Glancing back, Xing Xiong saw Yang Ji dusting off his feet, smiling at him.
"Ah, Yang Ji!!!" Xing Xiong exploded with rage; frustration caused his blood to spurt wildly as if he had suffered grave injuries.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could roar any further, the Red Dust Immortals from the seven major forces surrounded him and unleashed a barrage of attacks, quickly suppressing Xing Xiong and the other fifty Demon Lords.
Yang Ji’s face was extraordinarily radiant with a smile. These were all Primordial Spirit Fruits—fortune had come his way.
A great opportunity!
"Let me turn them into Primordial Spirit Fruits!" Shen Yin said.
"Secure them first, don’t touch them yet!" Yang Ji battered them half to death and sealed them all within the Time Tower.
Afterward, he let out a sly smile, his figure flickering as he employed the Destiny Transfiguration Technique, transforming into the enraged figure of Xing Xiong and flew out.
"How did it go? Have you suppressed him?" Tian Xie and Mo Jie, upon seeing the cursing and livid Xing Xiong flying out, quickly approached him.
"That Yang Ji is insidious. He actually fought me to a standstill using an extraordinary Formation. It’s going to be hard for me to take him down alone. Would one of you Demon Brothers lend me a hand to subdue that wretch?" Xing Xiong called out.
Tian Xie and Mo Jie looked at each other and said, "We’ll accompany you in there together!"
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"No no no, one person will suffice. All of us going in would make too much of him," Xing Xiong spat.
"Alright then, I’ll go in with you!" Tian Xie nodded.
"Good, follow me!" Xing Xiong led the way, taking Tian Xie into that small world.
As soon as he entered, he was met with a fierce onslaught of attacks, and before he could send any information, he was beaten half to death and suppressed.
"Ah, Yang Ji, it’s you!" Tian Xie turned to "Xing Xiong", his eyes reddening with rage.
"Clever, indeed it is I!" Yang Ji said with a slight smile, reverting to his original appearance, and approached with a flurry of punches, beating Tian Xie and the forty-nine Demon Lords reinforcing him half to death, then proceeded to suppress them as he had done before.
Having accomplished these tasks, Yang Ji smiled lightly and once again changed his appearance before flying out.
Soon after, Yang Ji returned, leading in Mo Jie.
Accompanied by several screams, Mo Jie’s eyes nearly split with fury as he stared death at Yang Ji, and he too was suppressed.
Having dealt with one hundred fifty Demon Lords, Yang Ji was in high spirits. He flew out, casting his Immortal Technique, and all the Heavenly Demons outside were doomed, completely suppressed.