Chapter 26: Exorcism Part 4

“Mu?!” Xiao Kun instantly realized—the Demon King had appeared!

The man’s lips curved slightly, as if acknowledging the name. With one hand, he clenched the air. A spinning Seed emerged from Zhao Ji’s chest, flying to his palm. Bereft of the Seed, Zhao Ji collapsed silently to the ground.

Just as he pressed his palms together, accompanied by a furious roar, Xiao Kun charged into the ruins. King Mu suddenly soared high, a Dark Demon Spear manifesting in his left hand. It clashed against Xiao Kun, actually blocking the full-force strike of the Kunlun Twin Blades.

“Good weapon,” King Mu said in a deep voice.

“Hand over Sa Luan!” Xiao Kun shouted.

Behind King Mu, the Golden Dragon dove fiercely, spewing radiant flames. But King Mu leaped into the air. Xiao Kun jumped onto the Golden Dragon and climbed higher to pursue when another Black Bird flew in and landed on King Mu’s back!

Borrowing the Black Bird’s power, King Mu unfurled pitch-black wings that blotted out the sky!

King Mu raised his palm, releasing countless black projectiles from his hand. The sky filled with whistling missiles that struck the Golden Dragon entirely, dyeing it ink-black. King Mu then pointed from midair, and the Golden Dragon writhed in the sky, roaring in fury before vanishing.

Xiao Kun wiped his blade, and blood sprayed into the air. The blade released a massive flash of light in midair.

At the same time, Mr. Qin rose from the ruins, facing Xiang Xian who wielded the Wisdom Sword. Xiang Xian was enveloped in golden-red flames, oblivious to the outside world, his eyes tracking only the dispersing demonic qi.

Mr. Qin retreated, and Xiang Xian pursued. Mr. Qin shook his tattered martial robe sleeve, sending swirling black qi everywhere as monstrous demonic soldiers poured out from the Qingyu Golden Chalice. The city filled with terrified screams.

“Ba Army!” Chaosheng, standing atop a high point in the palace, recalled an ancient race—they were War Dead Corpse Ghosts formed from corpses! The living dead surged into every corner of Kaifeng, and the citizens screamed in terror, fleeing in all directions.

Xiang Xian turned a deaf ear, releasing golden light as he flew toward Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin shouted, “Engage the enemy!”

The Ba Army rushed forward, forming a front line to protect Mr. Qin, but they scattered under the sea of light. A second wave of arrows filled the sky, gathering into demonic qi arrows at Mr. Qin’s gesture. They spun and shot toward Xiang Xian.

The White Ape leaped, scaling the palace walls before crashing into civilian homes with a massive boom, tiles flying everywhere.

Chaosheng held a Green Branch overhead, drawing circles continuously. Verdant energy flourished, radiant light flowed, and trees uprooted their roots wherever it passed, charging relentlessly at the hundred thousand demonic soldiers battling Xiang Xian.

Xiao Kun slashed from midair, but King Mu paid him no mind, soaring higher once more. He transformed into a swirling mass of black qi in the sky and flew toward the battlefield where Xiang Xian and Mr. Qin dueled.

Xiao Kun wanted to follow up with another strike, but after fighting Yan Yan at the Fengshan Terrace earlier and then joining the deathmatch in Kaifeng, he had reached utter exhaustion. With the Golden Dragon mount gone, he had no leverage and plummeted from the high sky.

At the same time, Xiang Xian became a streak of golden light, piercing Mr. Qin’s chest with the Wisdom Sword. Mr. Qin let out a pained roar, his body burning under the golden flames as his demonic qi continually dissipated.

“It’s time to go.” Beneath the clear sky, dark clouds gathered, and King Mu’s voice boomed.

Xiao Kun landed, and everyone looked up at the sky. Chaosheng suddenly halted, staring at the swirling dark clouds. Centered on King Mu, the vortex unleashed immense suction, drawing the battered Mr. Qin and countless demonic soldiers into the sky and away.

Xiang Xian, shrouded in golden light, looked up at the vortex’s center. He thrust his sword upward toward the cloud mass.

“Wait! Xiang Xian!” Chaosheng instinctively sensed danger. The White Ape roared and charged toward Xiang Xian.

The vortex cloud absorbed all the demonic qi. Just as Xiang Xian shot at high speed toward its core, a bolt of azure sky thunder flashed, and it vanished without a trace.

Xiang Xian, controlled by battle intent, instantly lost his target. He hovered in the air, spreading fiery red wings as the Demon Shaking Bell at his waist emitted faint chimes.

The White Ape instinctively dodged. Xiang Xian locked onto a new target once more, becoming a golden light that streaked ten li, appearing abruptly before the ruins of Chongwen Court in the Wansui Mountain Imperial Palace.

“Stop!” Xiao Kun was gasping for breath. Seeing Xiang Xian charge with vast blazing flames, he knew greater trouble would ensue if he didn’t intervene. He immediately blocked in front of Zhao Ji and shouted, “Xiang Xian!”

The Wisdom Sword clashed with Senluo Wanxiang for the first time, producing a light sound. But Xiang Xian nearly immediately withdrew, the flames in his eyes slowly receding as he stared at Xiao Kun.

Xiang Xian had clearly reached his limit too; the golden light dimmed, and the flames retracted.

“You…”

The Wisdom Sword slipped from his hand, turning into an ordinary blade. Xiang Xian toppled forward, and Xiao Kun discarded the Tang Dao, rushing forward in one step to catch him.

With two clangs, the Tang Dao and Wisdom Sword hit the ground together. Xiao Kun held the limp Xiang Xian and looked around.

The western side of the Wansui Mountain Imperial Palace lay in ruins, and smoke rose throughout Kaifeng City.