I have the face of a great demon.

After the demonic cultivator spat out the soul pearl, his body suddenly trembled violently.

He gripped the blood-red bead tightly in both hands, his eyes filled with a mixture of reluctance and despair.

As the Soul Pearl left his body, he could clearly feel a powerful force rapidly draining away from him.

"No...no!" The demonic cultivator's voice was trembling with tears. He looked at the Soul Pearl in his hand in horror, as if losing it would mean the end of everything for him.

The demonic cultivator's body began to tremble slightly, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

He could feel his cultivation level rapidly declining, gradually falling from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, as if all his power had been drained away.

His face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with terror and helplessness.

"Lord Demon, please, spare my life!" The demon cultivator's voice grew weaker and weaker. He knelt on the ground, his body almost collapsing.

Liu Xingchen squinted, carefully observing the changes in the demonic cultivator.

He saw that the demonic cultivator's cultivation level was rapidly declining, falling from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage all the way down to the early Nascent Soul stage, even lower than before. Perhaps it was the backlash caused by forcibly stripping the Soul Pearl.

His body grew weaker and weaker, and the sharpness in his eyes was gone.

A hint of joy flashed in Liu Xingchen's eyes; he knew the opportunity had finally arrived.

This was the demonic cultivator's weakest moment, and he was completely unprepared and offered no resistance, making it the perfect opportunity to kill this fiend.

However, the demonic cultivator was, after all, a Nascent Soul stage expert, and Liu Xingchen dared not be careless; he did not have a second chance.

If this attack fails to kill the demonic cultivator, it will expose his strength, and the demonic cultivator will no longer be afraid of him, thus reversing the situation.

He must do everything in his power.

Liu Xingchen slowly raised his hand, his eyes filled with a hint of coldness.

As he moved, the blood-red soul bead seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly floating up and finally landing steadily in his hand.

He gripped the Soul Pearl tightly, making sure the demonic cultivator could never get his hands on it again.

The Ghost Scholar began to concentrate all his power on Liu Xingchen, and combined it with his own power, focusing it on the long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword gleamed with a cold light, as if it contained endless killing intent.

He stared coldly at the demonic cultivator, his eyes showing no hesitation.

With a flick of his wrist, Liu Xingchen unleashed a stunning sword beam that shot straight toward the demonic cultivator.

This sword strike, imbued with boundless power and killing intent, slashed directly at the demonic cultivator with unstoppable force.

The demonic cultivator looked at Liu Xingchen in horror as his body was instantly struck by the sword light.

He felt a powerful force emanating from the sword's edge, instantly sending him flying.

He screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily into a mountainside not far away.

The mountainside collapsed instantly, sending rocks flying everywhere, burying the demonic cultivator's body in the fallen rocks.

When Tie Zhu and Ye Sisi saw the demonic cultivator being slashed away by Liu Xingchen's sword and crash heavily into the mountain wall, causing the wall to collapse and scattering rocks, instantly burying the demonic cultivator underneath, the two of them cheered.

Tie Zhu jumped up excitedly, waving his fist and shouting, "Wow! Brother Xingchen, you're amazing! That sword strike buried that demonic cultivator!"

Ye Sisi was also beaming with excitement, clapping her hands and saying, "Great! This demonic cultivator has finally been dealt with, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"

Just as the two were cheering and jumping for joy, suddenly, a burst of wild laughter came from the collapsed pile of rocks.

"Haha, is this the power of the great demon?" The demonic cultivator's voice suddenly came from the collapsed rocks, carrying a hint of arrogance and mockery.

He struggled to climb out of the rocks, covered in dust and wounds, looking utterly disheveled.

Tie Zhu and Ye Sisi's smiles froze instantly. They stared in horror at the pile of rubble, only to see the demonic cultivator slowly rise from within it.

The demonic cultivator was covered in dust and wounds, his clothes were tattered, and he looked utterly wretched.

Tie Zhu and Ye Sisi's faces turned pale instantly. If they couldn't kill this demonic cultivator even with this method, then things would be very difficult.

Although he was seriously injured, the demonic cultivator was not dead, which made him arrogant.

"Haha, you great demon, is that all you've got? It seems the world has exaggerated your abilities too much. You're not nearly as powerful as people say."

The demonic cultivator's laughter carried a hint of madness as he looked at Liu Xingchen with disdain in his eyes.

After the demonic cultivator crawled out of the rubble, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

He glared at Liu Xingchen through gritted teeth, his body trembling slightly, clearly badly injured by the sword strike.

He had realized that the great demon in front of him was either a fake or that his strength had been weakened during the great ambush a thousand years ago, and he was no longer as powerful as before.

In either case, he was confident he could defeat this great demon, retrieve his soul pearl, and avenge the ambush he suffered.

He roared and charged at Liu Xingchen, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. Crimson light blades flew from his hands, heading straight for Liu Xingchen.

"Today I'll show you the power of Lord Blood Demon! Die!" The demonic cultivator's voice was tinged with madness, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on Liu Xingchen.

However, Liu Xingchen was not alarmed; instead, he smiled slightly.

Although that sword strike didn't kill the demonic cultivator outright, it did inflict considerable injury on him.

Although the demonic cultivator's cultivation was still at the Nascent Soul stage, it was clearly not as powerful as it had been before.

Liu Xingchen knew that with the help of the spirit ghost, he was confident that he could kill the demonic cultivator with some effort.

The worst-case scenario is that this demonic cultivator will turn around and run away, then he won't have the chance to kill this fiend.

Now that the demonic cultivators have chosen to fight him, it suits his purposes perfectly.

Without saying much, the two began to fight.

The battle between Liu Xingchen and Xue Meizi was extremely fierce. Although the demonic cultivator was seriously injured, his Nascent Soul stage cultivation still gave him powerful combat strength.

He rapidly formed hand seals, and streaks of blood-red light flew from his hands, heading straight for Liu Xingchen, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.

With the help of a spirit, Liu Xingchen can also unleash attacks at the Nascent Soul stage.

Liu Xingchen brandished his black sword, sending streaks of sword light flying toward the demonic cultivator, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, Tie Zhu and Ye Sisi joined the fray.

Although they were not as strong as Liu Xingchen and the demonic cultivators, with Xue Meizi being restrained by Liu Xingchen, they lingered on the edge of the battlefield, occasionally striking him, which gave him a lot of headaches.

Ye Sisi's flying sword transformed into a streak of light, occasionally darting past Xue Meizi, leaving behind sword marks.

Blood Demon was preoccupied with Liu Xingchen's attacks and had no time to deal with Ye Sisi's sneak attack. He could only watch helplessly as more and more wounds appeared on his body.

Tie Zhu was even more formidable; his strength was simply immense.

He wielded his double maces, each attack carrying astonishing power, each strike causing the demonic cultivator's blood to surge and leaving him in a sorry state.

Under the combined attack of the three, the demonic cultivator was forced to retreat repeatedly, his wounds multiplied, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

"Ah—" Xue Meizi finally couldn't help but let out a scream. He was once again sent flying by Liu Xingchen and crashed heavily to the ground.

Xue Meizi looked up at the great demon in black robes, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

If he hadn't been tricked by them and given up resisting, taking a heavy blow for nothing, he wouldn't have been unable to defeat these three guys with his strength.

Knowing he had no chance left, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran away.

"Oh no, we can't let him get away!" Liu Xingchen was startled when he saw the demonic cultivator turn and run away.

If we let this demonic cultivator escape and spread the news, who will be afraid of the great demon in the future?

His method of transforming into a great demon to scare people lost its effectiveness.

In the future, in this place where demonic cultivators roam freely, he will have one less means of protecting his life.