Chapter 307: Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon 1
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
“Nobody move!”
“Let me handle this!”
A sharp cry rang out. The White Tiger Young Master opened his mouth and roared, unleashing a stretch of Tianhe.
Endless Geng Metal Qi transformed into ten thousand swords that shot forth together, blanketing heaven and earth and overawing the horde of demons.
In an instant, he seized control of the field.
Every demon that had tried to chase that Curled Dragon was driven back onto the Azure Dragon Bone Platform.
The residual might did not diminish, piercing hearts like ten thousand arrows.
Amidst whistling sounds.
The Curled Dragon that had already flown out of the Azure Dragon Bone Platform was instantly skewered into a kebab.
With a pop, it turned into a tattered talisman paper and fell to the ground.
The demons immediately erupted into an uproar.
Only then did they realize that the Curled Dragon which had just flown away was merely some kind of blinding trick.
Its purpose had been to cause chaos, to fish in troubled waters and slip away in the confusion.
“Hmph, petty tricks.”
“You dare show off before an expert?”
The White Tiger Young Master glared covetously, his dharma eye like a torch, sweeping one by one over the demons who had just tried to fly up and chase the Curled Dragon in the chaos.
In the next instant, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. He extended a finger and pointed.
The Ghouls behind him immediately howled and rose.
They seized from among the demons one with prominent horns, wearing a bright red Daoist robe, looking just like a red envelope.
“What are you doing? Release This Venerable!”
The red-envelope demon was both startled and furious.
Dragged out by force by the Ghoul, he was hauled before the White Tiger Young Master.
“In front of this Young Master, you still thought to use a blinding trick to slip through.”
“You simply did not put this Young Master in your eyes!”
“Hmph!”
“This Young Master recognized with a single glance that you are not a demon!”
The White Tiger Young Master laughed wildly, utterly arrogant.
He simply did not give the red-envelope demon a chance to explain. With a backhand, he snapped off the horn on the red-envelope demon’s head.
Enduring the pain, the red-envelope demon roared furiously through the streaming blood.
“Everyone saw it.”
“My horn is real.”
“I really am a demon!”
“Hm, this horn is actually real.”
The White Tiger Young Master feigned surprise.
“Of course it’s real!”
The red-envelope demon roared in pain and rage.
“Then is this blood real too?”
The White Tiger Young Master reached out and dabbed at the blood flowing from the broken horn.
“Obviously!”
The red-envelope demon answered instinctively, then abruptly realized something, his face changing drastically.
The White Tiger Young Master licked the blood on his hand with a face full of mockery.
“But your blood isn’t pure.”
“It reeks of human.”
The red-envelope demon was instantly left speechless, knowing he was completely exposed.
“It really is the smell of human blood.”
“Very pure.”
“It seems he truly is a demon spawn from the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm.”