Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 701 Revenge (Part 8)

"You mean it's my fault?" Zhang Qiong sneered. "What fault have I made? Didn't you kill my brother? Why would I come after you?"

"Forget it... You know perfectly well what your purpose is." Han Yi shook his head, unwilling to say more. "Take your own life, that'll give you some dignity. Consider it my way of respecting your elders."

A selfish person like Zhang Qiong would never admit her mistakes.

Unless you're facing death and are truly afraid.

Therefore, there's no point in saying more.

"I will die..." Zhang Qiong raised her head in panic, her expression somewhat morbid, "I will never die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out three small, dark balls from her pocket and threw them towards Han Yi.

“Useless effort…” Han Yi frowned slightly and unleashed three black energy short daggers.

clap clap.

The three spheres were shattered and intercepted while still in mid-air.

call…...

A large amount of thick black smoke spread out, quickly enveloping the surrounding area.

Suddenly everything went dark, and nothing could be seen.

“What a ridiculous trick…” Han Yi shook his head speechlessly.

This completely dark environment, on the contrary, stimulated the characteristics of his spiritual bloodline, instantly raising his ability to perceive the environment to a new level.

rustling...

"Over there!" Han Yifei pounced down, clearing away the black mist with a palm strike, and swooped over like a flying eagle.

"No!" The spot where my palm touched was slippery, greasy, and icy cold, disappearing in an instant.

It feels more like snakeskin than human skin.

Han Yi retreated rapidly, his black shield opening to instantly sweep away the surrounding black mist.

Swish!

What appeared before them was a small, silver-white snake with red eyes.

The little snake was incredibly fast, as fast as lightning. It immediately sprang up and lunged to bite Han Yi's neck.

At such speed, even Han Yi had no time to react. He only felt a flash of silver light before the little snake was right in front of him.

In his haste, he could only use his mind to control the black shield to block.

scoff.

The black shield was instantly pierced, leaving a sizable hole.

Fortunately, the black energy condensed in time, and a second layer of black shield quickly followed to provide resistance.

The silver-white snake had exhausted its strength and was flung into the air with a thud.

Strangely, the snake seemed to be able to gather strength in mid-air, then turned around and bit Han Yi's nape again.

But at this moment, Han Yi had already reacted, and the black energy re-condensed into a large number of black shields, covering his entire body.

At the same time, a large amount of black gas transformed into the shape of a cage and enveloped the small snake.

They went back and forth for several rounds.

puff.

The black cage enveloped the small snake, instantly shrinking the space and crushing it into a pool of blood in a single moment.

After Han Yi rushed out of the black mist, he found that Zhang Qiong had already rushed into the distant dense forest, and he could only see a blurry figure from behind.

puff.

Suddenly, a tall and strong figure appeared out of nowhere, leaping out from the side and wielding a huge crescent shovel, which slammed into Zhang Qiong's waist.

Bang! ! !

Zhang Qiong immediately coughed up blood. The flesh and bones in her waist instantly shattered into countless pieces, deformed, squeezed, and crushed. A large amount of blood gushed out from the splatter wound, as if half of her waist had disappeared.

She only had time to let out a scream before crashing heavily to the ground, then tumbling and embedding herself in the thick trunk of a tree, slowly sliding down, her fate unknown.

"Amitabha, it seems that this old monk has come at the right time." The man dragged the crescent shovel backwards, blood slowly flowing from the blade. He put his hands together and bowed to Han Yi from afar.

"Master Huiwu's divine power is truly admirable; he is indeed a venerable monk of Shouyi Temple." Han Yi smiled and returned the greeting with his palms together.

He glanced at Wang Yuanshan, who lay motionless on the ground, covered in blood, not far behind Master Huiwu. Without a doubt, Zhang Qiong's injuries were probably no better.

……………

boom! !

With a tap of the long stick on the ground and a sharp pull, a massive curtain of earth shot into the sky, obscuring the view and plunging everything into darkness.

"Little tricks."

Hu Liuyun's figure suddenly flickered, leaving only an afterimage in place.

When he reappeared, he was already blocking Zhen You's way.

“Remnants of the Mingyu Sect, come with me. Your crimes do not warrant death. Await the court's judgment, and you will surely receive justice. It is also possible that you will be handed over to the Demon Saint Palace for judgment.”

"Hehe..." Zhen You snorted coldly, "You lackey of the Tantai family, how dare you provoke my Bingyou lineage? Do you know what the consequences will be?" As a subordinate organization of the Demon Saint Palace, the highest leader of the Mingyu Sect is naturally also a member of the Hundred Lineages of the Demon Clan.

Zhen You was born into one of the Hundred Veins, the Ice Nether Vein.

He was assigned to oversee the entire Mingyu Sect.

However, as the sect leader, her leadership and management skills were truly poor.

They forcibly broke the rule that within the Mingyu Sect, one was not allowed to interfere with the human race and was only responsible for observing and collecting intelligence.

To become a notorious and evil force that primarily engages in assassinations.

"Then do you know what the consequences are for provoking the Hu family?" Hu Liuyun smiled faintly, showing no politeness.

"Father, wait!"

Hu Ping swiftly flew over from a distance, dragging a corpse in his hand.

It was none other than Chen Yan, the Poison Fairy, whom Zhang Qiong had invited to help limit Han Yi's bloodline power. This woman had entered the Dao through poison arts, and her entire cultivation relied on poison to harm others.

As long as her immune system can control her potent poison, she will be essentially invincible from the start.

Hu Ping has a natural affinity for the world of poisons and has conducted extensive research on them. Many novel and unique toxins circulating in the market were created through his work.

Through years of exposure, he developed a great resistance to various rare poisons.

In addition, the Nirvana Scripture he cultivates can also greatly increase his poison resistance.

Therefore, Hu Ping's toxin resistance had long since reached a terrifyingly high level, almost to the point of immunity.

It was also bad luck for Chen Yan to meet him.

He was inherently restrained, and his cultivation level was also inferior.

He was no match for their martial arts skills. It was only natural that he died with regret.

“Ping’er, you’ve come at just the right time. With our combined efforts, we can capture this demoness and report back to the angels,” Hu Liuyun said calmly.

"Yue Qi... do you really have the heart to lay a hand on me?" Zhen You stared intently at Hu Ping, her emotions complex.

"We don't have to lift a finger. Just surrender." Hu Ping sighed.

"..." Zhen You closed her eyes, and a desperate aura slowly gathered around her, with the long staff in her hand held horizontally in front of her.

After a moment, the complex emotions in her eyes vanished, replaced by a resolute look: "Since that's how it is... then I won't hold back anymore. If you die, don't blame me..."

The ends of the long stick glowed with a faint white light, and the engraved patterns on the stick formed a symmetrical and beautiful design, with faint flashes of electric light.

"Hey, Lao Hu, something's up?" Han Yi arrived at this moment, poked Hu Ping with his finger, and smiled mischievously.

"They've already said they're going to kill you, why haven't you reacted yet?"

Han Yi understood why Hu Ping, despite openly betraying the Mingyu Sect, was able to return home safely and easily with the sect's most powerful magic manual.

So there's more to this than meets the eye.

No wonder this young man hasn't married yet; at most, he'll take a concubine.

I reckon that guy Hu Ping has already slept with his master.

If he hadn't repeatedly provoked the Mingyu Sect and killed several high-ranking members, they might have turned a blind eye.

Even so, after finding Hu Ping, the sect leader Zhen You immediately tried to persuade him to surrender, offering many generous conditions and even offering to pass on the position of sect leader to him.

Finally, when they were forced into a corner, they chose to take action.

"..." Hu Ping looked extremely helpless. "Dad, your son is being targeted. What should we do?"

Hu Liuyun also realized at this moment that Zhen You, the sect leader of Mingyu Sect, seemed to have some unclear relationship with his precious son.

He slowly suppressed his imposing aura, and his tone became strange: "What can I do? Why don't you ask your grandfather?"

The shadows of the trees swayed slightly.

Four tall, strong servants carried a sedan chair and slowly leaned out.

They were dressed in uniform gray clothing with the character "胡" (Hu) clearly visible on them.

Each of them had large, calloused hands, and one glance was enough to tell that they were accomplished martial arts practitioners.

An elderly man sat in the sedan chair. His hair was gray, his face was thin, and his eyes were deep and bright, as unfathomable as a vast ocean, giving people a feeling that his whole body could be seen through and that he was powerless to resist.

"What should I do?" the old man chuckled. "Young lady, come back with us. I'll guarantee your survival."

“Otherwise…” he said in a calm tone with a kind smile, but his words were chilling, “I will kill you with one blow, even if it means my grandson is heartbroken.”

“Zhenhai Stone, Hu Guangxiang…” Zhen You’s expression changed, becoming somewhat unpleasant.

If it were just a tough situation involving Hu Ping and his son, there would still be hope of breaking through.

But then there's this person...

The old man in front of me looks unremarkable, no different from any other official.

However, as the leader of the faction, Zhen You possessed secret intelligence about the Mingyu Sect and the Hundred Lineages of the Demon Clan, and she was fully aware of Hu Guangxiang's past secrets.

The Hu family was originally just a small, declining aristocratic family.

They rose from decline to prominence, becoming one of the three major families in Huayang, and now they are in charge of the Huayang area.

If we were to name the person who made the greatest contribution, Hu Guangxiang would undoubtedly deserve credit.

In his youth, he resolutely abandoned his declining lineage and turned to martial arts, even becoming famous more than a decade earlier than Kou Hu.

Kou Hu was just a junior in his eyes.

Back when Hu Guangxiang became famous, he had already reached the Grandmaster level.

Now, decades later, his strength is immeasurable.

With him in charge of suppressing the situation, Zhen You already knew in her heart that she was probably going to be defeated here today.

The shadows of the trees swayed again, and from another direction, another person slowly appeared.

The man was clad in full armor, silent, with only two glints of light flashing beneath his black mask. The heavy sword in his hand reflected faint, crimson light, gleaming as if it were eager to pounce, desperately thirsting for blood. An overwhelming killing intent swept over him, as if he were in the center of a meat grinder, amidst a rain of blood and the constant shouts of battle.

"The God of Slaughter... Shuli!"

The appearance of this person was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

With all fighting spirit gone, Zhen You's resolve completely shifted. She slowly lowered her weapon, a bitter smile on her face, and surrendered.

Faced with a situation that is impossible to reverse, no amount of struggling will help.

After all, she came to find Hu Ping, not to die.

With Zhen You's voluntary surrender, the last bit of fighting ended, and the entire situation entered the final stage of cleanup and harvesting.

"What should we do with those four?" Han Yi gestured with his lips, glancing at the four tower masters of Mingyu Sect who had come with Zhen You.

The four men remained lying on the cold ground, their bodies twitching occasionally, completely unaware of the changes happening around them. "Kill all the main culprits in the grain depot fire, leave no one alive!" Hu Ping said coldly.

“Amitabha, such evil scoundrels should be killed by everyone.” The great monk Huiwu said with a light laugh, “Young benefactor Hu has the style of his ancestors. He uses thunderous methods to kill one person and save a hundred people. This is the greatest good.”

"What thunderous methods... it's nothing but calling a deer a horse and turning black into white." Han Yi shrugged. "Speaking of which, these four people are unlucky to have run into you."

The fire at the government army's granary and the death of its commander, Kou Lie, were mainly related to him.

If the truth were revealed, people would likely immediately suspect that Han Yi was an accomplice in the infiltration of Kou's residence.

With these four corpses serving as a scapegoat, the public outcry can be silenced, and the matter can be settled.

Since the person is dead anyway, they can't possibly come forward to plead their case. That's enough to pass up for any inspections from above.

"Alright, enough of that. Let's search him and see what we find." Hu Ping strode over to Chen Yan's corpse and began a thorough search.

This woman is covered in poison; it's likely that only a master of poisons like him would dare to touch a corpse.

"No wonder this woman always wears a veil... If she went out at night, she'd probably scare children to tears..."

Han Yi looked at the dusty corpse with some amazement.

After Hu Ping lifted the veil covering her face, Chen Yan's alluring and seductive figure was revealed to be topped with a hideous face covered in black bumps and lumps.

Han Yi had never liked to show his face, but he was still shocked when he saw this face.

It is estimated that this woman's long-term research into toxicology and exposure to too many toxins led to her being corroded.

"These are the things we found. Take a look and see if there's anything you need. Pick something out." Hu Ping walked up to Han Yi, holding a bag of the found items in his hand.

Several items were laid out on a black cloth.