Chapter 180: Run? Can You Run?
Xuan Hong could not understand, and it did not want to risk its life fighting.
Because there was no point.
It was going to the Central Region, going to the Central Region to seek aid.
At this moment, it hated itself for why it had to stay behind in the Clan Ground.
It also seemed unable to comprehend how there could be a Pseudo-Immortal with such abundant qi and blood, as if it had only died a few years ago.
It could not understand anything, and it could not fight either.
The only thing it could do was run.
Thankfully, Beiming Xuanji excelled at speed, otherwise there would have been no path to survival at all.
“Huff!”
Xuan Hong took a deep breath, then abruptly flapped its wings!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
A berserk, incomparably violent wave of air swept outward.
Ma Liang was directly sent flying.
“Ssss!”
Xuan Hong could not be bothered with anything else and fled directly into the distance.
“Run?”
“Can you escape?”
Above the clouds, on the deck of a Dharma Ship.
Lu Qingyang watched that red streak of light, his eyes indifferent.
He saw his right index finger form a slight seal, pushing forward, and that blood-colored figure standing in the air instantly transformed into a streak of light.
In the blink of an eye, it dispersed into the void.
Seeing this, Xuan Hong’s expression changed drastically.
It never would have imagined that the Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet’s speed could reach such a degree.
“Damn it!”
“This thing… how is it so fast?”
“Oh no!”
Xuan Hong cursed inwardly, then immediately tried to exert strength again.
But as it flew, it suddenly felt a shadow appear above its head.
Its peripheral vision swept upward, and it discovered a giant hand, blotting out the sky, slowly descending from above.
“No…”
Xuan Hong let out a miserable howl.
“Boom!”
A terrifying explosion echoed outward.
The thousand-meter Demon Venerable Xuan Hong was crushed to powder by a single slap of that hand.
“Splat!”
“Splat!”
“Splat!”
Chunks of thick flesh crashed down from the sky, dyeing the surrounding mountains and forests blood red.
“Gulp.”
In the distance, Ma Liang could not help but swallow.
“It really is like killing a chicken…”
Ma Liang murmured to himself.
At this moment, the Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet had already begun returning under Lu Qingyang’s control to report its mission accomplished.
As it passed by Ma Liang, its幽-green gaze glanced at him, seemingly intentionally yet not.
Just one glance made his entire body run cold, every hair on his body standing on end.
In this moment, he submitted completely to the Chaotian Sect, to Lu Qingyang.
He knew that this kind of figure was like an insurmountable peak.
Even though it was not obvious now, sooner or later it would reach a height that even he could only look up at.
“Collect that Great Vehicle-level feathered bird for me. Not a single piece of meat is to be missed.”
Lu Qingyang’s voice transmitted from the clouds.
Immediately after, countless Puppets flew down from the high altitude and began collecting the Demon Venerable’s flesh and blood.
“Tsk tsk… Great Vehicle-level flesh and blood, a good thing. Oh right, and the demon core!”
“Jiangxin, don’t forget to collect the demon core!”
“Beep beep, received, Master. Recovering now!”
“Mm, good. Notify all squads to leave the ships and engage the enemy!”
“Beep beep, received! Notifying all squad disciples now to leave the ships and engage the enemy!”
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
As Jiangxin’s voice fell, one enormous Floating Dharma Ship after another revealed itself from within the clouds.
Immediately after, Skybase Weapons were deployed by each squad.
Battle Puppets took the vanguard, with squad disciples following close behind.
Xuanji City. The cleansing began.
Lu Qingyang had issued the Council Decree long before arriving at Xuanji City.
In this battle, he only wanted the demon cores of the Xuanji Clan. As for captives?
Heh heh, no need to ask. In the Demon Domain, that word did not exist!
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Ships of dharma, fleets of vessels, under the leadership of each squad commander, surged mightily into Xuanji City.
Those Xuanji Demon Race who had luckily survived the first round of firepower coverage were all stunned on the spot upon seeing this.
They could not believe this scene.
“This… how is this possible!”
“Lord Demon Venerable actually died!?”
“How could that possibly be!?”
Every member of the Xuanji Demon Race was dumbfounded.
And after being dumbfounded, what greeted them were the various battle formations the Chaotian Sect had drilled for the past two years.
Human-puppet coordination and land-air tri-integration, various powerful attacks leaving them with no room to resist at all.
Even if there were a few ferocious Tribulation Crossing great demons or Dao Integration great demons, Ma Liang would personally take care of them.
In less than half an hour, the entire Xuanji City had become a field of ruins.
All the buildings here had been destroyed.
Lu Qingyang stood at the bow of the Dharma Ship, watching the gradually calming ruins below, his eyes slightly narrowed.
This is merely the interest…
Xuanji Clan, the debt you owe is still far from settled.
Lu Qingyang’s eyes flickered. “Jiangxin, send word down. All demon cores and demon beast materials in the city are to be handed in by disciples in exchange for merit.”
“Also… the Xuanji Clan’s treasure vault is surely somewhere in the city!”
“Find it!”
The Xuanji Clan had followed the Dragon Venerable to campaign in the Central Region. The Clan Ground treasure vault certainly would not have been carried with them.
Therefore… the harvest from this battle would not be small!
Hearing this, Jiangxin’s body surface flashed with flowing light.
Another team flew down from the Dharma Ship into the city, beginning to search for the Xuanji Demon Race’s treasure vault.
Before long, Jiangxin’s voice sounded in his ear.
“Beep beep, reporting to Master. Discovered the Xuanji Clan treasure vault.”
“The vault is located underground beneath Xuanji City, concealed by a formation. Unable to break through.”
“Well done! Leave the rest to me!”
Lu Qingyang gave a slight nod, then took a single step, and his figure had already appeared deep underground beneath Xuanji City.
This underground area was extremely deep, pitch-black all around.
Only streaks of spiritual energy lingered in the surroundings.
As if hiding something.
“Heh heh, worthy of a formation inscribed by the Demon Race.”
“…Such a crude formation, truly the first time I’ve seen one.”
Lu Qingyang looked at the formation before him and could not help but laugh aloud.
Immediately after, his hands formed seals, his lips moving slightly.
“Boom!”
Streaks of spirit patterns shot from his hands, merging into the formation.
Instantly, a strange fluctuation spread from within the formation.
Then, with a crisp sound, the entire formation collapsed in response.
An ancient karst cave appeared before Lu Qingyang’s eyes.
At the same time, beams of radiant light spilled from the cave, driving away the darkness outside the cavern.
And illuminating Lu Qingyang’s face as well.
“Oh my… I’ve struck it rich.”
“The Xuanji Clan, truly fucking wealthy!”
Lu Qingyang looked at that bottomless karst cave, the top-grade spirit stones scattered all around, and the corner of his eye twitched.
Worthy of being one of the Demon Race hegemons.
Even if the Demon Domain was impoverished, with so many years of dominant status, the Xuanji Clan had still accumulated astonishing wealth.
Lu Qingyang only swept with his divine sense and roughly estimated the top-grade spirit stones to be no less than ten million.
Then there were demon cores of various ranks, human cultivator storage bags, storage rings, all numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
“Wait… if all the Demon Race lairs in the Demon Domain are empty right now…”
Lu Qingyang, in the midst of tallying the goods, suddenly stopped his movements.
In that instant, numerous thoughts surged into his mind…