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88 Blood Demon, Blood Demon!

Xu Yan had placed quite a few image-recording beads. The cultivators of Qianlu Island, who were eager to put out the fire, were running around in circles, but they couldn't stop the image-recording beads in time. They were in a lot of trouble.

The photograph is incomplete. Through appropriate artistic processing, it highlights the process by which Tian and Zhuang used the city as a pretext to harm all the people in the city, but cuts out the part where Xu Yan angrily kills Shisan Niang. Even the angry questioning that follows is only heard but not shown.

In the end, the photo captured Tian Muye's sanctimonious and ugly face.

Xu Yan deserves full marks here.

A despicable and base person may arouse the hatred of the masses, but a hypocrite who is two-faced is even more likely to arouse the disgust of the masses.

Unexpectedly, the onlookers did not criticize the event, nor did they discuss it. Instead, they fell into an eerie silence, and some of the more astute ones even quietly left.

Witnessing this scene, Xu Yan suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

There were at least several hundred cultivators present, and it was impossible for them all to remain unmoved. The only explanation is that he underestimated the deterrent power of a Golden Core cultivator.

Well, the goal has been achieved anyway, and justice will prevail.

If he can't break through here, he'll go to other immortal workshops and show his photos there. He's determined to make things difficult for them!

Xu Yan silently turned around and walked into the darkness.

But he hadn't gone far when a sudden warning signal struck him, and he instinctively stopped: "Who's there!"

There was complete silence all around, and no response, but the alarm bells in Xu Yan's heart not only did not disappear, but grew even stronger.

After several breaths, a young cultivator whose face was obscured emerged from the darkness: "Your Excellency has spread rumors and stirred up trouble, ruining the reputation of my sect. What are your true intentions?!"

Xu Yan's brow twitched: Had he been exposed?

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Deng Yubo's tone turned serious: "To dare to do something but not to take responsibility—is that the behavior of a gentleman!"

"A gentleman?" Xu Yan sneered. "Compared to the gentlemen of your sect, I'd rather be a villain!"

Deng Yubo's face changed drastically: "Surrender and I'll spare your life!"

Before he finished speaking, he pointed and his flying sword went straight for Xu Yan.

Xu Yan was prepared. He drew his tungsten steel heavy sword, swung it with all his might, and deflected the flying sword with a clang.

Deng Yubo blurted out, "Body cultivation?"

Xu Yan twirled his sword with one hand and sneered, "Qianlu Island is indeed domineering!"

Deng Yubo stopped speaking, pointed his sword again, and his flying sword flicked and stabbed, flying up and down.

Xu Yan responded calmly, wielding the tungsten steel greatsword with ease, firmly guarding the gate, and surprisingly, he was evenly matched with the enemy, not losing the slightest advantage.

Deng Yubo was astonished. The giant sword in this man's hand was just ordinary iron without any spiritual energy fluctuations, yet it could block his flying sword. It was really strange.

Xu Yan was not one to back down. While fighting back, he retreated towards the crowd, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Qianlu Island has killed someone to cover their tracks! Qianlu Island has killed someone to cover their tracks—"

The fight here had already attracted a lot of attention, and when they heard Xu Yan's shout, they were all in an uproar.

Deng Yubo's face darkened: "You're asking for death!"

He also got angry, and with a turn of his sword technique, the sword light on his flying sword surged, and a sword beam more than half a foot long shot out from the blade.

Xu Yan hurriedly swung his sword to defend, but the sword light struck the sword silently, leaving crisscrossing sword marks that were half a finger deep.

The great writer Xu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; this was a high-strength tungsten alloy!

He was unaware that Deng Yubo was even more astonished than he was that he had failed to sever the tungsten steel heavy sword.

Just as Deng Yubo was about to use even more powerful methods to capture Xu Yan in one fell swoop, thunder suddenly rumbled over Jinbo Lake, followed by a surge of bloody energy that was clearly visible even in the night.

What happened?

Deng Yubo paused in his magic spell, and his flying sword also stopped in mid-air.

The others also noticed something was wrong, and they looked at the lake and discussed it amongst themselves. Many cultivators took to the air and looked at the lake with surprise and uncertainty.

Only Xu Yan remained unaffected, taking the opportunity to retreat a few steps, but his eyes remained fixed on his opponent, constantly calculating in his mind what methods he could use to turn the tide of the battle if the tungsten steel heavy sword broke!

He didn't want to reveal his identity, but he also wouldn't put himself in danger just to maintain his public image.

Just then, a fleeting voice suddenly entered everyone's ears: "Excellent, excellent, excellent righteous cultivator!"

Deng Yubo roared, "Who's hiding here?!"

The sound carried far, but no one answered.

A night breeze rises, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible, stench of blood.

Xu Yan's expression immediately changed: That's not right!

Turning to look outside the workshop, blood-red clouds rolled across the dark sky, and in front of the blood-red clouds, a person shrouded in blood-red light stood suspended in mid-air.

Xu Yan's pupils shrank dramatically: "Blood Demon Cult!"

Needless to say, everyone else recognized the blood cloud outside the workshop as exactly the same as the one seen in the previous photo!

A commotion arose among the crowd, and someone immediately called out the identity of the demonic cultivator: "Situ Yuan, that's Situ Yuan, the Right Protector of the Blood Demon Sect!"

The commotion turned into chaos, and everyone scattered and fled, wishing they had more legs.

A person's reputation precedes them. The Blood Demon Cult was infamous, and its higher-ups were especially notorious. Legend had it that Situ Yuan was a cannibal and a blood drinker, and had killed countless people, making him no different from a demon.

Situ Yuan smiled faintly and waved his hand imperceptibly. Several blood shadows immediately flew out from the blood cloud and crashed into the Immortal Pavilion like meteors. After landing, several figures full of murderous aura appeared.

Those demonic cultivators moved with impunity, swiftly seizing the fleeing cultivators and using their magic to transform the captives into bloody shadows, slamming them violently into the town.

Some cultivators refused to flee and launched a fierce counterattack, but they were all killed by the demonic cultivators as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Those demonic cultivators were all at the Foundation Establishment stage; they shouldn't be so unscrupulous.

However, the vast majority of people in the Immortal Pavilion are Qi Refining cultivators, with very few Foundation Establishment cultivators, and not a single one is willing to fight to the death with demonic cultivators.

The Blood Demon Sect is looking for Qianlu Island, and the Immortal Pavilion is also located on Qianlu Island. Why should I risk my life against the demonic cultivators?

At this moment, a layer of lake-blue light suddenly rose in the center of Xianfang, like an inverted giant bowl, protecting the core area including the Deng residence.

However, it only protected a portion of the area; the entire outer perimeter of the Immortal Pavilion was outside the array.

The shops that had set up protective formations also activated their formations, but they paled in comparison to the grand formation, which could be easily broken by a single blood shadow.

It's better than nothing.

From the direction of the Deng residence, three figures soared into the air. The leader, Deng Xuanzong, roared, "Demon, cease your arrogance! Fellow Daoists, all who help Thousand Heron Island defend against our enemies today, and who personally slay demonic cultivators, will be rewarded with a spiritual technique!"

In the past, even as the head of the household, Emperor Deng Xuanzong would not have been willing to offer such a high reward. It was only because he had the printing press for the talisman that he had the confidence to promise such a generous reward.

Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, "What a grand gesture!"

A generous reward will surely attract brave men, right?

Each demon possesses a unique spiritual technique, and even Xu Yan couldn't help but be tempted, his mind filled with the thought of rushing up and killing a few demons.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators, who were originally uninvolved, were moved by it. The cautious ones remained hesitant, while the impulsive ones had already taken the initiative to join the battle against the demonic cultivators.