NOVPUBJi Xuexiao felt touched in her heart. Su Changkong really came to help her, but she also felt helpless. Didn’t Fu Qingsi convey to Su Changkong how powerful these disciples of the Ancient Demon Sect were? Didn’t she tell him to consider seeking help from the Xia Yan family?
"Only by… refining the Divine Seed and stepping into the realm of the Martial Saint can we shatter our doomed fate, even if it means destroying our future!"
Deep within the ice mountain, Ji Xuexiao took a deep breath. She understood that the only strategy left was to refine the Divine Seed, so as not to drag Su Changkong into this mess and to break free from this predicament.
But Ji Xuexiao also knew that once she started refining the Divine Seed and showed signs of becoming a Martial Saint, these five sly Martial Artists from the Ancient Demon Sect would choose to flee for their lives at the first opportunity. It would be very difficult to capture them!
Therefore, Ji Xuexiao decided to observe the situation first.
"Someone is coming!"
The elder in a black robe spoke in a deep voice. Without his reminder, the other four also sensed it. Someone had penetrated their spiritually-energized barrier at the entrance of Fallen Star Valley. They all looked toward the valley entrance to see a man in black with a cold demeanor stepping into the valley.
It was Su Changkong!
"These five are the disciples of the Ancient Demon Sect? Each one of them has a very powerful aura, and… there is a presence similar to that of Fu Qingsi. Is it the Blood Divine Seed?"
Su Changkong managed to reach this place by following the Ice Crystal Leaves left by Ji Xuexiao. As soon as he entered the valley, he saw the elder in the black robe and the other four people.
This caused a slight move in Su Changkong’s eyes; he realized the peculiar nature of these five Martial Artists from the Ancient Demon Sect. Each one’s aura was very powerful, and it seemed they each possessed a Blood Divine Seed!
Su Changkong also saw Ji Xuexiao within the ice mountain. As he had thought, Ji Xuexiao was not harmed, but she had been forced to use a self-sealing defensive technique.
"Young man, who are you? You know we’re handling things here and still dare to court death?"
The sinister young man glared at Su Changkong, his eyes flickering menacingly, and he spoke viciously.
The other four also looked at Su Changkong as if he were already a dead man, while keeping an eye on their surroundings. They were seeking to confirm whether Su Changkong had come alone.
"Dao Wufeng, why have you come alone? These five are Martial Artists from the Ancient Demon Sect; each of them possesses a Blood Divine Seed and is extremely powerful. Get out of here, I have a way to escape!"
Seeing Su Changkong appear, Ji Xuexiao was grateful and anxious. She condensed her True Qi into a beam, sent through the ice mountain, and transmitted a message to Su Changkong, urging him to leave quickly.
Su Changkong felt somewhat helpless at her words. Time treats us differently in just three days! In that two and a half years, Su Changkong certainly didn’t just stand still!
Su Changkong responded immediately, "Miss Ji, rest assured, to me, these five are no different from the likes of Gu Lie and Mo Junling. I can kill them with ease!"
Ji Xuexiao was startled by his words, not understanding where Su Changkong got his confidence from. Any one of these five Martial Artists from the Ancient Demon Sect was much stronger than Gu Lie and Mo Junling. Given the strength Su Changkong showed at the time, facing any one of them would already be his limit!
"Gu Lie, Mo Junling… he is Dao Wufeng! The one who chopped down Gu Lie and Mo Junling!"
The moment Su Changkong spoke, the five people from the Ancient Demon Sect all shifted their expressions in unison.
The Martial Artists from the Ancient Demon Sect had come from afar, mainly active in the Central Tri-nation and the lower tri-nation. Although they usually kept a low profile, they paid close attention to news from the outside world.
Dao Wufeng, they had heard that name. He became famous in a single battle at Heavenly Dragon Mountain, where he chopped down Gu Lie, Mo Junling, and five other Pseudo-Divine Skill Grandmasters, and took possession of the Divine Artifact, Transforming Dragon Gate.
"So it is, that Miss Ji is acquainted with Dao Wufeng, and that young lady from the Fu Family asked him for help?"
The elder in the black robe suddenly realized the identity of the man in black.
"Does he have a Divine Artifact on him?"
The greedy eyes of the sinister young man flashed, and his face couldn’t hide his greed; an artifact forged using a Divine Seed was so rare that even many Martial Saints would covet it.
Su Changkong noticed the greedy glint in the eyes of these five people. His gaze turned frosty. Previously at Heavenly Dragon Mountain, everyone coveted the Transforming Dragon Gate he had, and now that these five knew his identity, they made no attempt to hide their greed.
"Dao Wufeng, you actually dare to come alone to the Bright Night Kingdom. Who gave you the courage? Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve killed a few mediocre people?"
The man in the yellow robe stood up and stared fiercely as he barked these words.
While the yellow-robed strong man scolded, he was also probing whether there were strong individuals from Xia Yan’s family accompanying Dao Wufeng.
"I came on my own," Su Changkong said indifferently. "Who among you wants to be the first to die?"
Su Changkong’s calm demeanor in the face of their stares caused the murderous intent in the eyes of the man in the gray robe and the others to flare up. Did this young man really take them for mere commoners?
"I’ll do it! I’m going to pull out this kid’s intestines and break his limbs!"
A voice filled with killing intent rose up, and one of the thin, sullen men from the Ancient Demon Sect spoke viciously.
"Cheng Pengyun, then I’ll leave it to you. But be careful, Dao Wufeng has some strength to have seized the Transforming Dragon Gate," the elder in the black robe transmitted his voice to the sullen man.
"Mm," the sullen man named Cheng Pengyun nodded as he slowly approached Su Changkong.
The others kept a vigilant watch for any arrivals, and also kept an eye on Ji Xuexiao inside the ice mountain, fearing she might try to escape amidst the chaos.
"Dao Wufeng, you may think you’re strong, but in my eyes… killing you will be as easy as turning over my hand!"
