The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 93 - 39 Three Brothers

"Hu!"

A fierce wind howled, and the sky full of yellow sand obscured the sun, tinting the entire heaven and earth a murky earthy yellow.

Looking ahead, where could one discern the figure of the Yellow Wind Demon? Yellow sand swept up, scraping rocks from the mountains into mid-air, with boulders the size of human heads hurtling towards Li Qingming.

Li Qingming smiled faintly to himself, thinking: "So this is the ’Sanmei Divine Wind’ that gave Journey to the West such trouble, blinding even the mightiest? It does have some power!"

With a gentle sweep of his arm, a faint cyan halo abruptly appeared around Li Qingming. Rocks smashing against the halo were violently ricocheted away.

The surging Gang Wind, if it were to hit one’s face, would undoubtedly flay skin and splatter flesh, killing a person instantly. Strangely though, when the Sanmei Divine Wind reached Li Qingming, it automatically veered around him as if it were a gentle summer breeze that couldn’t stir the slightest ripple.

Hidden behind the yellow sands, the Yellow Wind Demon was utterly shocked by this scene! He thought to himself, "This Daoist is incredibly formidable. It seems best to find somewhere to hide for the time being! Otherwise, my life is in peril!"

A trace of fear flickered in the eyes of the Yellow Wind Demon as he transformed into a gust of yellow wind, intending to flee the area.

Little did he expect that a green giant hand from the sky, carrying a mighty cyan radiance, would fiercely slap downward. That misty green luster made the void shine with crystal-clear verdancy, the copious Yuqing True Essence shattered the void of this place, and the Sanmei Divine Wind dissipated in an instant.

"Ah!"

The Yellow Wind Demon let out a miserable cry and then fell silent.

Li Qingming retracted the giant hand, amusingly watching the Yellow Wind Demon now deeply embedded in the ground, and said to himself: "I didn’t expect this fellow to have refined his body. An average Late Stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, struck by this palm, would either die or be crippled. Yet this creature suffered only minor Primordial Energy damage; it indeed has some tricks!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

After a while, the fingers of the Yellow Wind Demon embedded in the ground twitched slightly, but then fell back into stillness. Without looking, he knew that the fearsome Daoist was observing him carefully from above.

"I say, Yellow Wind Demon, how long do you intend to feign death? I do not have the time to waste here with you!"

Seeing that the Yellow Wind Demon had regained consciousness, Li Qingming said impatiently.

"Me? This Daoist dares to call himself ’me’?" the Yellow Wind Demon thought with a shock, then it hit him: "In this world, the only ones who dare to use ’me’ in such a manner are the few from the Heavenly Court. Could it be that one of them has descended to the Lower Realm?"

At this thought, the Yellow Wind Demon was even more terrified. Just as he was about to rise and apologize to Li Qingming, two streaks of light—one red and one green—shot from the sky. Seeing this, the Yellow Wind Demon was ecstatic, forgetting Li Qingming was still nearby and leaped towards the two colored lights.

The lights touched down, transforming into two quite handsome middle-aged men. Both had faces resembling that of the Yellow Wind Demon, but their cultivation was a notch above, both in the Late Stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.

The man in the red robe noticed the Yellow Wind Demon’s ragged appearance and disheveled demeanor and could not help but lower his face and said, "Third brother, what is the reason for such a garb? Could it be that someone has dared to bully our Yellow Wind Ridge?"

The Yellow Wind Demon replied somewhat awkwardly: "Big brother, it’s just a bit of a misunderstanding, nothing serious!"

At that moment, the other man in the green robe suddenly pointed at Li Qingming not far away and asked, "Third brother, who is that? Could it be he who left you in such a state? Hmm? Why does this person look so familiar!"

Before the Yellow Wind Demon had the chance to respond, the Green-robed man leaped forward, a green longsword unexpectedly appearing in his hand. The blade was edged with fine saw-like teeth as thin as hair and dense as bristles, the sharp teeth glistening with cold light.

Li Qingming’s eyes remained calm and indifferent, though his face took on a slightly more majestic air.

"Having the audacity to injure my brother, you truly deserve death! Taste my sword!" The man in the green robe bellowed in rage, with evil Qi swirling wildly around him.

Li Qingming remained indifferent, standing unmovable like a mountain, with surging blood Qi stirring powerfully around him. That disdainful aura seemed to freeze the air itself!

"Second brother, don’t..."

The Yellow Robe Demon wanted to stop the attack from the Green-robed man, but with his cultivation being a level lower, he could do nothing!

Li Qingming swung his right fist, intending to meet the emerald longsword with his flesh. The raging Qi Force that accompanied the punch glowed with a dazzling golden light, scattering beams of golden brilliance in all directions, as if the force could snatch the moon and pluck the stars from the sky!

"Boom!"

The clash stirred the winds and thundered like a shock to the heavens! Fist met sword with a solid impact, and huge beams of gold and green light tore through the void, spreading in every direction.

In just a breath’s time, the dazzling golden light quickly devoured the emerald radiance. The terrifying golden brightness tore the originally modest spatial tear even wider, creating enormous crisscrossing rifts in the fragmented void where torrents of Chaos Qi churned wildly, threatening to pour into the Primordial realm.

"Second brother!" The man in the red robe watched in fury, summoning a long whip that blazed like red fire and stormed into the fray.

The blazing red whip absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy greedily, swelling into a ferocious giant dragon tens of feet long and bathed in red within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The dark, enchanting red dragon scales twinkled with a unique allure. The robust body with twisting muscles was brimming with explosive power and might. In the dark, blood-red eyes, a dense evil Qi radiated. The sharp teeth and claws glinted coldly, rivaling even the True Dragon!

"With a roar!"

The giant dragon bellowed towards the heavens and twisted its body, swimming toward Li Qingming. Its gaping maw exhaled a grayish-brown mist, a stench so vile that it could make one nauseous.

Li Qingming cracked a smile and said, "What a beast!"

He then threw another punch. This time, the man in the red robe, only a short distance from Li Qingming, saw the attack clearly.

The punch, flickering with endless golden light, suddenly unleashed an unimaginably wild energy. The unrestrained energy scattering about, even the smallest speck of it could carve a minuscule rift in space.

"What kind of power is this?" The man in the red robe felt terror in his heart, muttering to himself, "How did the third one get tangled up with such a calamitous star! He could annihilate us in an instant, so why is he toying with us as if teasing monkeys?"

"Boom!"

Eventually, the red giant dragon collided with Li Qingming’s fist. The air seemed to stand still, the red giant dragon hanging mid-air, the golden fist mercilessly pressed against the top of the skull of the red giant dragon, with neither the cries of birds and beasts nor the crisp sound of Qi forces colliding with the air.

In the distance, the Yellow Wind Demon was still blabbering, as if he had endless words to say.

In that second, that instant, that moment, time itself seemed to come to a standstill!

"Boom!"

The light of that split second, radiant as if a grand feast!