Chapter 1532: Chapter 1532: The Fall of Wudang

The Demon Clan’s physical bodies are fierce, yet they do not possess any powerful magical treasures to turn the tide of battle.

The hearts of the Four Great Demon Kings trembled as they watched, unexpectedly seeing such a formidable young man emerge from the Human Race.

For the Demon Clan, this is definitely not a good thing.

The Tiger Might Demon King saw his brothers captured and urgently pleaded with the Four Great Demon Kings for help, “Brothers of the Demon Clan, the Human Race is strong, we absolutely cannot allow them to humiliate our Demon Clan!”

The Four Great Demon Kings exchanged glances, and the Dragon Elephant King, Golden Lion King, and Green Rhino King, being hot-tempered, were instantly ignited.

They felt a sense of sorrow as Long Fei took down the Four Great Poison Demons, and they rushed forward to fight Long Fei.

Kong Qing stopped them, reminding them, “We came here to seize resources, not to make enemies with humans. Hasn’t the Wudang Sect killed enough members of the Demon Clan over the years? In my opinion, there’s no need to get involved in this mess.”

The Three Great Demon Kings listened to her; as soon as she spoke, the Dragon Elephant Demon King slapped his forehead and exclaimed, “That’s right, we’re not here for a fight.”

A little demon reported from behind, “Great King, someone has investigated earlier; Wudang Sect’s warehouse is situated at the rear mountain. Humans have already gone there, if we don’t go now, we’ll lose out.”

The Four Great Demon Kings, upon hearing this, said no more and immediately rushed towards Wudang Sect’s warehouse.

Great Tiger Might King aimed a disappointed look at Lady Black Snake and the others, sighed, and followed them away.

Long Fei used Earth Elemental Force to imprison the Four Great Poison Demons, then summoned the Mystic Yellow Pagoda from his Storage Ring to enclose them all.

No matter how powerful the mana of the Green-eyed Chantoad was, it was futile within a True Immortal Level magical treasure like the Mystic Yellow Pagoda.

Unless it understood the art of crafting, it could find a way out from the worn Mystic Yellow Pagoda.

Once he captured the four demons, he set his eyes on Wudang Sect Leader Qing Xuanzi.

The Sect Leader stood with his three-foot long sword beside Chu Feng.

With one stab, he conjured waves of Tai Chi Dharma Laksana.

The sword light combined offense and defense, and Chu Feng, gathering Light of Star Moon, could not subdue him for a time.

He was already at the Late Soul Ascension Stage, a minor realm ahead of Chu Feng.

To fight him to this extent was quite remarkable.

Long Fei wielded the Taiyi Greenlight Sword of the Green-eyed Chantoad to assist, his figure flickered, stabbing Qing Xuanzi’s back.

Feeling a chill behind him, Qing Xuanzi urgently cast a Pill.

The Pill exploded with a bang, transforming into an Earth Elemental Force Tai Chi Shield to block the sword for him.

The Sword Qi swirled, stabbing the shield’s center.

With a roar, the shield shattered.

The immense force shocked Qing Xuanzi, his abdomen churned, forcing him to cough blood.

He hastily sidestepped, retreating swiftly while holding his sword.

Long Fei and Chu Feng closely pursued, encircling him from front and behind.

Qing Xuanzi took out a porcelain bottle, guzzling Pills frantically, roaring madly at the duo, “What benefits do you gain by annihilating Wudang?”

Long Fei sneered, “Our paths are different, that’s all. For a notorious sect like yours monopolizing resources, the evil done over the years is clear in your heart. Cause and effect cycle, today is the day of retribution!”

Qing Xuanzi trembled, sword in hand, saying, “You demon chief, don’t you realize that each Cultivator you kill leaves the Demon and Demon Race with one less enemy?”

Long Fei laughed disdainfully, “Your existence is the greatest hindrance to resisting the Demon Race.”

His longsword swung out, laden with coldness, stabbing fiercely towards Qing Xuanzi.

Chu Feng exhaled, brandished his spear, shouting, “You handle him, I’ll assist the others.”

He turned his spear, charging towards Kunlun Fu Chenzi, the old Taoist.

Wang Jie lacked cultivation, already severely injured by this old Taoist.

Qing Xuanzi narrowed his eyes at Long Fei, fiercely taking out a thousand Thunderclap Pills from his Storage Ring and casting them.

Bang, bang, bang.

Explosions reverberated as thunder and lightning surged, forming a dense golden web enveloping Long Fei.

Above his head, Long Fei summoned five Divine Beast Dharma Laksanas; stepping onto the Tai Chi Diagram, he inhaled the Thunder Elemental Force.

Strands of golden lightning, laden with an oppressive aura, were absorbed by the Dharma Laksanas like blades.

After spinning and filtering on the Tai Chi Diagram, it transformed into pure energy, absorbed by Long Fei.

With a crooked smile, a move of Army Shattering Style emerged in front of Wudang Sect Leader Qing Xuanzi.

With a bang, the sword tip stabbed Qing Xuanzi’s Yin-Yang Tai Chi Sword.

Qing Xuanzi’s Tai Chi Wheel spun madly, ceaselessly digesting the Sword Qi drawn by Long Fei.

This move, Army Shattering Style, could invoke Great Dao Principles, seeking the weakest point on magical weapons, directing Sword Qi inside.

With a boom, Qing Xuanzi’s palpitations trembled.

A burst of Sword Qi exploded from his Yin-Yang Tai Chi Sword’s hilt; the sword didn’t break, but his palm was bloodied by the explosion.

He couldn’t even summon the magical treasures from his Storage Ring; his body suddenly chilled, limbs enshrouded in white mist.

The cold emanating from the Taiyi Greenlight Sword of the Green-eyed Chantoad enveloped Qing Xuanzi entirely.

Though Qing Xuanzi’s cultivation was deep, at this moment, his meridians were blocked by the cold.

Feeling the breath of death, he screamed in terror to the elders of other sects, “Fellow Daoists, save me!”

Long Fei’s sword pierced without delay, with a whoosh, penetrating through his chest.

The swirling cold, mixed with Sword Qi, blasted within, shattering Qing Xuanzi’s body.

The Wudang Disciples below watched, stunned, as Long Fei snatched Qing Xuanzi’s Storage Ring, sealed his Nascent Soul, unsure of what to do next.

A loud shout echoed through the mountain, “Wudang’s Sect Leader is dead; aren’t you complying swiftly?”

Disciples and elders of various sects were greatly shocked; Wudang’s disciples at the mountaintop wailed unbelievingly.

Engaged in struggles, entangled and fighting in the Scripture Pavilion, Treasure Pavilion, Warehouse, and other key places with Loose Cultivators and the Demon Clan, all Wudang Disciples’ fighting spirit vanished instantly.

Some withdrew, taking possessions and leaving.

Some had their spirit waves fluctuated, allowing themselves to be pierced by swords.

Wudang’s major sites were suddenly breached by Loose Cultivators and Demon Clan.

Cheers, roars, rage, lamentations, excitement mingled on the Pillar of Heaven Peak’s summit.

Some Wudang Elders and Peak Masters saw the defeat inevitable, urgently instructing their disciples, “Take the important items and retreat for now, seek revenge on these demon chiefs later!”

Some fought to the death, some fled.

Disciples of the various famous sects felt as if the end of days had arrived, wailing, seeing smoke rising, powerless to change the course.

Elders of these sects bluntly joined the plundering, proclaiming to their disciples they were protecting Wudang’s resources, preventing them from falling into thieves’ hands.

The Pillar of Heaven Peak plummeted into frenzied chaos from summit to base.

Elder Chi Jinzi of Mount Shu, his white hair disheveled and eyes blazing, let out a long shout, “Demon chief, are you destroying the foundations of our Cultivation World?”

Entangled with Murong Chong, he longed to kill Long Fei to vent, his whole body turning into a golden sword light, feasting towards Long Fei.

Among these elders, Chi Jinzi stood as relatively upright.

He never expected this scoundrel dared to kill the Wudang Sect Leader, an act of rebellion against Wudang’s heavens.

Long Fei raised his hand, forming a Jade Handprint in the air, blocking Chi Jinzi.

With a loud tremor, Chi Jinzi wielded the Heavenly Punishment Golden Sword, thrusting it fiercely into the handprint.

Sword Qi met the handprint, shaking the Void to its tread.

Long Fei’s palm quivered, five-colored divine light shimmering across him.

This thrust actually stirred his inner Qi.

Mount Shu Sword Cultivators, indeed fierce.

Long Fei sighed internally, banishing the handprint, lunging to meet Chi Jinzi with a sword.

Army Shattering Style invoked Great Dao Principles, releasing a tremor akin to sword melody in the air.