Volume 1, Chapter 167 – Retreat

Luo Xiuhan ignored the red-dressed woman who had gone mad with hatred and desire. With a light stir of his divine sense, he swept across the entire battlefield and sent a voice transmission to all the Heaven-Man Realm experts, as well as the many Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses fighting around the edges.

“Retreat to the southeastern fortress. Someone will be there to receive you.”

“Retreat.”

The Demon-Suppressing Marshal transmitted the same order.

After a brief hesitation, the many human experts all began to fall back.

At a sharp shout from the red-dressed woman, the many Heaven Demons no longer tangled with them. Instead, they gathered around her.

At this moment, on this desolate battlefield, the number of Heaven Demons had already exceeded the terrifying count of twenty. Demonic qi filled the sky, flooding the entire firmament.

The humans began their retreat. The demon race powerhouses did not press the attack, but all pulled back their hands. In that brief clash just now, casualties on both sides had been anything but light.

In the blink of an eye, the many human experts had already left this battlefield far behind. Only the people of the Sacred Martial Immortal Sect remained, with Luo Xiuhan at their head.

“Luo Xiuhan, I will refine your Nascent Soul into a Soul-Burning Lamp, to forever suppress His Highness the Demon Emperor, to be stepped on by ten thousand demons, to burn in purgatory for all eternity, as an offering to my elder sister’s spirit in heaven!”

More than ten Heaven Demons surrounded Luo Xiuhan and the others. Their blood qi shot into the sky, and their terrifying aura suppressed the whole universe.

“When you shattered my sister’s Nascent Soul, you should have known this day would come!” The red-dressed woman’s face was full of a cold smile, the aura of the laws stirring restlessly around her.

“In my life I’ve slain more demons than I can count. What qualifications did your sister have for me to keep her in mind?” Luo Xiuhan’s expression was indifferent. “If you’re unwilling, I’ll simply send you to be reunited with her.”

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The great momentum between heaven and earth converged. Luo Xiuhan’s aura began to soar without limit. A peerlessly domineering saber intent flooded heaven and earth, buzzing and trembling.

“Luo Xiuhan, I’ve long heard your name. Rumor has it the Heaven-Annihilating Demon Emperor once sent a clone to personally suppress and kill you, yet you still managed to escape with your life. Today I’d like to see whether you still have such good luck.” A Heaven Demon spoke coldly.

“Since you dare to stay, then leave your bones here!”

Another Heaven Demon spoke harshly. A beam of destructive divine light blasted forth, tearing open the void and directly igniting the battle!

The rest of the Heaven Demons struck as well, sending out law imprints that shattered heaven and earth!

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“Lord Yan, stop!”

“The other Heaven-Men have already withdrawn. Please leave this place of right and wrong at once!”

“Lord Yan!”

The other six Nascent Soul Realm experts who had come with Yan Mobei stood within the astral wind layer. Across a distance of several thousand li, they sent voice transmissions to persuade Yan Mobei, whose eyes were blood-red.

The others had already begun to fall back. If Yan Mobei still remained here, he would certainly be besieged. If Lord Yan were to die here because of this, it would be a heavy blow to the entire Bai clan.

The golden sea of swords around Yan Mobei calmed. He stood in the void, sword in hand, and the redness in his eyes slowly faded.

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Seeing this, the few nearby all let out a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to speak, Yan Mobei’s voice transmission sounded in their minds.

“You all fall back first. Protect Weiyang and bring him back to the Central Heaven Domain. If I don’t behead this fiend today, the knot in my heart will never be resolved, and my sword path will never advance even half a step.”

“Lord Yan…”

“Retreat!”

They had just been about to persuade him again when Yan Mobei cut them off with a single shout.

They looked at one another for a moment, then, somewhat helplessly, tore through space and sped straight toward Bai Weiyang’s location.

“Why did you stop?” The bewitching man stepped out of the void, a hint of puzzlement in his tone. “Done so soon?”

“I admit your demonic arts are indeed rather troublesome. Without my even noticing, they seeped into my sword domain…”

Yan Mobei no longer referred to himself as “this lord”. His expression was calm as he spoke slowly, and the golden sea of swords began to collapse.

“You succeeded in making my sword path no longer pure. I once thought that by cutting off my own Nascent Soul and severing the seven emotions and six desires, I could cut certain things out and keep my heart from ever wavering. But today I’ve realized that some things can’t be forgotten just because you decide to forget them. With part of my Nascent Soul severed, I myself am no longer whole…”

The bewitching man raised his brows. “So you’re not a complete man. No wonder you see peerless beauties as nothing but skeletons and rotting blood. I can understand that.”

Then, with a look of regret, he said, “To be unable to experience the pleasures between men and women… that’s a bit too pitiful.”

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Yan Mobei’s expression was utterly calm. A passage unfolded behind him, and on the other side lay a world brimming with vitality, full of newborn life force.

An ethereal sword shadow drifted out from the passage and merged into the azure ancient sword. It was as if the sword had been infused with life—it became vivid and alive, and its aura grew by severalfold.

A wisp of hazy spiritual light floated out from the sword hilt and merged into the space between Yan Mobei’s brows.

“If a person has no seven emotions and six desires, how can he still be called human…”

Yan Mobei’s previously calm expression gradually changed, and he let out a soft sigh, laden with complexity.

“I thought you were going to pull off some great move, but it turns out you just played a losing hand.” The man’s face cooled. “I thought you might bring me some fun, but you’ve only disappointed me.”

“Disappointed? You should feel honored instead.” Yan Mobei’s gaze was like a sword, piercing straight into the heavens. A faint smile curved his lips as he said,

“Today, I will cut you down to sacrifice my sword, use you to hone my sword heart and temper my Dao intent. To be able to serve as a stepping stone on my path toward the Emperor level is glory enough to light up the world. With such great merit, perhaps in your next life you can leave the beast realm behind and reincarnate as a human.”

The man in the distance narrowed his eyes. “You, after cutting off your emotions and desires, were easier on the eyes. Now you’re just disgusting.”

“I actually find you quite pleasing to the eye. There aren’t many in this world qualified to die beneath the Azure Feather Sword, and you’re one of them.”

The azure ancient sword in Yan Mobei’s hand let out a soft hum, and the surrounding sword domain slowly unfolded. The golden hue was gone, replaced by a faint, clear radiance.

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The humans had begun to withdraw, and the demon powerhouses who happened to block their retreat path were crushed like dirt by the roadside.

Large numbers of mid- and high-level demon beasts died. As the beast horde fell into chaos, the pressure on Shi Lan and the others, who were breaking out in all directions, was sharply reduced.

Seeing a hope of survival, everyone’s morale surged, and they unleashed one hundred and twenty percent of their combat power.

Shi Lan swept out with a streak of halberd qi, slaughtering nearly a hundred low-level demon beasts and clearing an open space. The edge of the beast horde was already right before their eyes.

Ever since the breakout began, the Black Domain had never closed. It continuously absorbed the blood qi on the battlefield, allowing Shi Lan to maintain vigorous energy and to keep unleashing peak combat power for a long time.

Looking at the edge of the beast tide so close at hand, Shi Lan subconsciously let out a breath. The gate of life had already opened…

“Puchi—”

Hooves rose. A purple war halberd tore through the beast tide and broke out of the encirclement. Everyone behind Shi Lan let out a long breath. A situation they’d thought was certain death had suddenly turned around—it really was like snatching back a life that had already been lost.

Before Shi Lan could relax, an invisible force pressed down on all those who had just escaped, pinning both men and horses firmly in place.

Shi Lan’s body went rigid. How familiar this feeling was—space power again.

A black figure fell from the sky. It was a man, with long red hair hanging past his waist, and an aura a thousand times more ferocious than that of a transformation-stage demon king, making Shi Lan’s chest tighten until he could barely breathe.