Chapter 242: Chapter 192: Fake Foundation Establishment

An invisible canopy enveloped the entire mountain stronghold, yet the Demonic Messengers at the entrance breathed a sigh of relief, as they realized the White-haired Guest was actually outside the seemingly present-yet-absent canopy, not sharing the same space with them, and the immense pressure on their hearts vanished.

"You—" Dongxing just began to speak, when the young man suddenly acted, a longsword piercing through like a rainbow.

Ignorance! Dongxing sneered internally, suddenly the shield appeared in his left hand, while he drew a long blade with his right. Although he didn’t know who the opponent was, the malice was blatantly obvious. As a Demonic Messenger, even in death, he would take a chunk out of his opponent!

His long blade was a nurtured Demonic Path Token for many years, capable of suddenly extending by a foot, catching most people off guard. He had used this set of Shield and Blade Skill to unsuspectingly bring down many people, and now he would use it to put this reckless brat in his place!

Once the longsword was deflected by the shield, he could—

Bang!

The rare second-turn shield was instantly pierced through, and Dongxing stared in shock at the sword tip mere inches away, the last thought flashing through his mind was ’Fortunately, I still have a defensive token’.

Then he was pierced through the throat by the longsword, and the young man gave a strong swipe. One of the few third-turn, most capable subordinates of the Beiyou Great Guardian, ’Nether Shield’ Dongxing’s head flew into the air, blood gushing from his neck like a fountain.

"Did you really think this pile of scrap metal could stop me, Helan Jade?!" The young man sneered: "What nonsense!"

"You’ve actually killed Dongxing!" a Demonic Messenger screamed hysterically: "This is Shu Dao Mountain, you dare kill the Great Guardian’s man, the Great Guardian will not let you off!"

"It’s us who won’t let you off." Helan Jade said leisurely: "Call everyone out, I have no interest in hunting you down one by one, it’s such a hassle."

"Jade." the middle-aged man said coldly: "The clan gave us this opportunity not for you to show off, do not increase the risk."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Xun, you are just too particular. The ancestors are watching, what risk could there be?" Helan Jade dug at his ear, "So...half each? Or you handle the inside, I’ll deal with these?"

The Demonic Messengers felt their scalps tingling, Dongxing was a renowned third-turn in the Demonic Dao, even the Three Great Guardians could not defeat him in one move, yet these two had done it so effortlessly, it was simpler than killing a chicken. Outside, there was also the unfathomable White-haired Guest, everyone knew disaster was approaching.

Many immediately ran inside, trying to leave the mountain stronghold through various paths, but some faces lit up with joy, running to kneel and bow before Helan Jade and Helan Xun: "Bosses, I am Boss Hongfeng’s subordinate, I can help you deal with the others!"

"I am also Boss Hongfeng’s person!"

"I surrender! Bosses, whatever orders you have, I will certainly complete them!"

Hongfeng immediately seized the opportunity to step forward: "Bosses, let me handle these people, I guarantee I can subdue them completely, it will greatly benefit us in controlling Shu Dao Mountain!"

"Control Shu Dao Mountain?" Helan Jade laughed: "Why control Shu Dao Mountain?"

"Because controlling Shu Dao Mountain means controlling the Wolf Cave Secret Realm, controlling these Demonic Messengers, and also..." Hongfeng was very puzzled: "Weren’t you here to help us control Shu Dao Mountain? The most valuable things in Shu Dao Mountain are the Wolf Cave Secret Realm and Changle City, how can you control these two places without controlling Shu Dao Mountain?"

Helan Jade burst into wild laughter, casually swiping his longsword, instantly beheading the nearest Demonic Messenger, blood spurted into the sky, raining down.

He spread his arms, bathing in the rain of blood, his eyes revealed a fierce light: "The most valuable thing in Shu Dao Mountain is you bunch of trash! You bunch of trash will be perfect as our cultivation materials!"

This time everyone saw clearly, Helan Jade’s longsword emitted a dark red black light, which was also a Demonic Path Token!

The middle-aged man, Helan Xun, suddenly manifested a spear and thrust, pinning another Demonic Messenger to the ground, the spear flashing with black light, also a Demonic Path Token!

With two dead, the others scattered in panic, scrambling into the mountain stronghold. Hongfeng thoroughly understood, they weren’t here to control Shu Dao Mountain, they were here to slaughter everyone in Shu Dao Mountain!

Demon Dao killing Demon Dao was far faster and reached far further than killing the Righteous Path. Many knew this, but no one would dare do it. Not only because Demon Dao battles were extremely dangerous, but more importantly, very few were willing to deeply cultivate Demon Dao.

If Demon Dao was hot water, then the initial entry into the Demon Dao was the most perfect and comfortable temperature, Blood Eye Syndrome had minimal impact, and Demonic Path Tokens could protect oneself. But deeply cultivating Demon Dao was like raising the water temperature to boiling, although Demonic Path Tokens would become incredibly powerful, who would want to live in boiling water year after year? Compared to this, death itself would be a relief.

The reason these two uninvited guests dared take this path, it was likely to become the sharp blades of a major power. Helan, the Helan Family of the Zhou Kingdom, sought to seize this opportunity to slaughter Shu Dao Mountain to train two Demon Dao assassins!

The most important thing for an assassin was to conceal themselves, so they couldn’t let any fish slip through the net. Moreover, Boss and the others had inherited Si Wuxie’s legacy...

Hongfeng suddenly took a leap back, pulling an object from his embrace, yet Helan Xun was faster, as he retreated, the spear had already pierced through his heart!

Blood splattered on the transparent canopy, sliding down the invisible wall. Yet Hongfeng had successfully pulled open the whistle tube, the signal arrow soaring into the air, colliding with the canopy and bursting into fireworks, the piercing sound echoing throughout the mountain stronghold.

Hongfeng let out a cry and vomited a mouthful of bloody froth, slowly closing his eyes.

He remembered many years ago, when everyone was drinking heartily. Taking advantage of the alcohol’s effect, he asked the boss why he stopped the carriage back then, why he fulfilled his wish, even though he looked just like a wild bandit. The boss said that he hadn’t encountered a living soul for five days, and he swore that the next person he met, as long as they were willing to talk to him, he would fulfill their request as much as possible, even if they were a monkey, he would find them a banana.

This was probably what the boss often referred to as destiny - a Demon Dao eager to die met a Demon Dao desperately looking for someone to talk to.

’Boss Bodhisattva... don’t believe them... run quickly...’

Helan Xun withdrew his long spear, and Hongfeng’s body fell softly to the ground. Helan Jade glanced at the body, raising his brows: "Still smiling even in death, did he think of something good?"

"Helan Jade, Helan Xun."

With the ancestor calling names, Helan Jade and Helan Xun immediately composed themselves and awaited instructions. The white-haired guest stood outside the canopy, looking at the sky: "It’s still more than half an hour until noon."

"Half an hour is more than enough." Helan Xun lowered his head, saying: "We definitely won’t delay the ancestor’s lunch."

"Remember, you must capture that little girl alive." The white-haired guest said: "I have a premonition that she certainly harbors a huge secret, even more important than Si Wuxie’s Calamity Legacy."

"What about that bald... that monk from the Zhao Family?" Helan Jade asked: "Should we leave him alive?"

"If you want to spare him, or if he manages to survive in your hands." The white-haired guest didn’t mind.

"Hahaha, ancestor, aren’t you sentencing him to death? The three Great Guardians are deeply demonic; killing them might make my Qingfeng even stronger, how could I pass up such a feast?" Helan Jade flicked his wrist, shaking off all the blood from the sword blade: "As for surviving in our hands..."

"We have received the ancestor’s blessing, equivalent in strength to Fake Foundation Establishment. How could anyone from Shu Dao Mountain survive our hands? Even dying a bit slower would be considered their good luck."

As he spoke, transparent phantoms appeared on Helan Jade’s arms, armor, and legs, as if another set of equipment was being imposed on him!

Remaining number of Demon Dao on Shu Dao Mountain, 137 people.

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"Did Hongfeng not escape?"

Bodhisattva gazed at the whistle arrows exploding in the canopy, softly murmuring, "It seems our destiny has come to an end."

"So Hongfeng was your man." The Blood Phase set Beiyou down, "Truly impressive, he managed to stay under my command without a sound for a full four years."

"As a farewell memento, Bodhisattva, isn’t this too fierce?" Beiyou, sweating profusely, sat on the ground, gritting his teeth in pain: "Aside from death, I couldn’t think of any other appropriate farewell gift!"

In the recent clash, Bodhisattva had suddenly struck Beiyou’s left leg with a Zen Staff, shattering it. If it weren’t for the Blood Phase pushing Bodhisattva back in time, the Zen Staff might have continued to sweep through, breaking both of Beiyou’s legs!

"Sorry, Beiyou is the only person I can’t see through. If I don’t deal with you first, I’m worried there will be unexpected situations." Bodhisattva looked up at the canopy in the sky: "However, now that they have personally come, no matter the surprises, the overall situation cannot be shaken."

"The overall situation? What situation?" Beiyou asked with a wry smile: "Even the ancestor of the Helan Family has come. How does the overall situation have anything to do with you? Do you think you still qualify for a share? Or are you saying your surname is Helan too, Bodhisattva?"

Bodhisattva surprisingly glanced at Beiyou and said: "My surname is not Helan, but I wield the Power of Calamity; naturally, the Helan Family will have use for me."

"Is it worth it?" The Blood Phase said coldly: "Even if the Helan Family people rob us, the share might not reach you, right? Or are you sticking your neck out for the righteous path, even if it means using us as a stepping stone?"

"I indeed hesitated, betraying you all brings many benefits, but not betraying you... at least grants peace of mind." Bodhisattva said: "What truly made me decide was the Wolf Demon Donor and Donor Rabbit."

Yao Shi Moke and Rabbit Heroine, who were deliberating on a plan at the fringes, lifted their heads upon hearing this, not understanding why they were mentioned.

"Beiyou, you just asked what my surname was? My surname is not Helan; before ordination, my surname was Zhao." Bodhisattva looked at Yao Shi Moke: "The Zhao from Zhao Yuanbao."

Yao Shi Moke was taken aback, then immediately realized something, his gaze showing a complexity of emotions.

"Yao Shi Moke, I... will absolutely not allow you to live." Bodhisattva enunciated each word: "The enmity between Yao Shi Moke and the Zhao family can only be avenged through the annihilation of the clan!"