Chapter 288

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Outsiders’ words are useless, only when he realizes the truth will it work.

“What a spectacle.”

Xu Yan gazes around Canglan Island, heaving a sigh.

His gaze falls on the old wooden boat where Xie Lingfeng and Hu Shan are located, ready to assist if necessary as powerful figures have come to Swordsman Cliff this time.

However, for Xu Yan, that is completely unnecessary.

His gaze shifts to Canglan Island, where the presence of Demon Lord Huo Tu is not concealed in the least.

“Brother, how many peak Great Grandmasters do you think there are?”

Asked Meng Chong in a deep voice.

“No less than three.”

Xu Yan laughs softly, his demeanor gradually turning solemn, saying, “Today, let these Martial Artists of the inner domain realize the true essence of Martial Arts!”

This battle serves as a show of strength to deter major forces and safeguard Chang Qing Pavilion. It’s also for honing his own Martial Arts skills in preparation for breaking through to the Innate Realm.

Once he enters the Innate Realm, he will be at the pinnacle of the Inner Domain!

“Brother, I suspect there’s an ambush underwater, let me handle that.”

Meng Chong also wears a solemn expression.

In this battle, he seeks to hone his physical Martial Arts in preparation for a breakthrough to the complete state of Innate Realm.

Through battle comes improvement.

“Alright!”

Xu Yan nods his head.

Walking atop water with a carefree demeanor, he recalls his master’s leisurely stride.

At this moment, he seems to have tapped into the freedom and detachment that comes with being a powerful figure.

“I’m still far behind my master. I’m unable to mimic his carefree demeanor and harmony with nature’s rhythm.”

Xu Yan mused internally.

Meng Chong submerges into the river, waiting for the ambush. He intends to strike the moment they reveal themselves.

“They’re here!”

The multitude of spectators feel exhilarated at this moment.

A handsome young man strides forward leisurely, as if he isn’t stepping into a dangerous situation, but a peaceful haven instead.

“Young Master Xu…”

Yun Miaomiao narrows her eyes, murmuring to herself.

The Great Grandmaster Wushuang slaps his forehead, realizing that his disciple is past the point of no return!

On the river surrounding Canglan Island.

Xu Yan halts, “Demon Lord Huo Tu, prepare to meet your end. Try not to wreck my Canglan Island.”

“Arrogant boy!”

Demon Lord Huo Tu gives a cold snort, leaving the island as he soars into the sky.

As Demon Lord Huo Tu appears, his fiery-red hair dances in the wind. Nature’s spiritual energy churns around him, within moments, everything surrounding Huo Tu takes on a deep red hue.

It’s as if waves of blood surge around him, with horrifying sounds of hissing. The increasingly viscous blood waves seem to pollute the spiritual energy, a faint scent of blood begins to waft in the air.

The pulsating blood waves slowly transform into crimson flames, as if promising to incinerate all creatures.

“Blood Refining Hellfire Technique!”

Seeing this scene, all the powerful figures look on with grave expressions.

One of the unique techniques of the Demon Cult, it is also the technique Demon Lord Huo Tu used to make his name. Blood Refining Hellfire Technique, a true killer technique, cultivated with the essence and blood of living beings.

Especially prized is the essence and blood of Martial Artists.

Demon Lord Huo Tu has cultivated this technique to the level of a peak Great Grandmaster, a testament to how many Martial Artists he has killed and how much essence and blood he has processed to reach this terrifying strength.

“Boy, I’m taking your blood today.”

Demon Lord Huo Tu holds a hook blade in his hand. The blood-red hook seems to have been shaped by drenched blood, appearing to have disemboweled countless Martial Artists.

Xu Yan is unfazed, he starts, “Where’s the map to your treasure hideout? Give it to me. It’d be a hassle to have to look for it later when you’re dead, don’t you agree?”

“What a cocky brat! I’ll carve out your heart and eat it!”

Demon Lord Huo Tu is so angry his eyes seem to be spewing fire.

With a thunderous roar, a patch of blood cloud appears in mid-air, which promptly transforms into the raging Blood Refining Hellfire, exuding a gloomy and bloody aura.

With a swing of the hook, the horrifying Blood Refining Hellfire rages, heading directly towards Xu Yan.

Demon Lord Huo Tu doesn’t hold back in his initial attack, full of murderous intensity.

Xu Yan moved out of the way in a flash, appearing in another location.

“Demon Lord Huo Tu, how am I supposed to know that you’re not lying and that no real treasure maps exist?”

Xu Yan’s manner is light, seemingly not disturbed by the overwhelming aura of Demon Lord Huo Tu.

Demon Lord Huo Tu’s expression turns grave, realizing that with his previous attack, Xu Yan was able to dodge with his unpredictable movements.

“The map is on the island, as I have said,” proclaimed the Fire Demon Lord with a deep voice.

“What if it gets taken away during our fight?”

Xu Yan looked towards Canglan Island and said with a smile, “Why hide it? Bring the map here.”

The gaze of the Fire Demon Lord hardened. Xu Yan was aware that not only he was present on the island but still dared to fight. Was he relying on his peculiar movement techniques, thinking he could escape unscathed?

Two figures appeared on the island – both dressed in black robes, only revealing their eyes.

One of them tossed a scroll in Xu Yan’s direction.

Xu Yan’s True Qi flared, opening the scroll in front of him. It was a map.

He immediately stored it, completely ignoring the black-robed figures parting to encircle him.

On the chest of one of the black-robed individuals, a red leaf was embroidered. A protector level?

On the other one, a crescent moon pattern was embroidered. A more powerful entity?

Moreover, the black-robed individual with the crescent moon symbol was slightly more powerful.

Three peak Great Grandmasters!

The many strong individuals watching the battle changed their expressions. Besides the Fire Demon Lord, there were another two hidden peak Great Grandmasters.

However strong Xu Yan might be, even if he could defeat the Fire Demon Lord, how could he fight against three peak Great Grandmasters?

The Fire Demon Lord was already one of the strongest amongst the peak Great Grandmasters, and one of the two others was slightly stronger than him. The other one, although weaker, was still a peak Great Grandmaster.

“Xu Yan is in danger!”

This thought crossed the minds of the observing martial artists.

Yun Miaomiao’s expression grew anxious, pulling her master’s hand and saying, “Master, you have to step in!”

The Wushuang Grandmaster chuckled coldly, “That kid is really fierce, he can kill a peak Great Grandmaster with two or three sword strikes. With just three peak Great Grandmasters, it won’t even take ten strikes. What are you worried about?”

“Master, this is not a time to act stubborn.”

Yun Miaomiao said urgently.

“If the kid dared to come, do you think he has no assurance of victory? Ni Zi, don’t worry unnecessarily.”

Wushuang Grandmaster sighed.

“How do you see these three peak Great Grandmasters?”

Fu Yuntian asked the elder.

“Just use your eyes.”

The elder answered, annoyed, “The kid is not stupid, if he can’t win, won’t he run? What are you worried about, there’s also someone over there who will act once things go wrong.”

Fu Yuntian followed his gaze to an old wooden boat where a person was seated cross-legged with a black scabbard longsword on his knees.

“He actually came.”

Fu Yuntian felt somewhat surprised, albeit not entirely. After all, Xu Yan had once used the name of Xie Lingfeng to access the Seven-star Study Palace’s archive, showing a close relationship between them.

The elder looked towards the Canglan Island and said coldly, “As long as that old Yinlou Pavilion geezer doesn’t show up, this is just a minor issue. If that dead old man comes, now that’s worth noting.”

“Who is that?”

Fu Yuntian asked curiously.

The elder remained silent, seemingly very cautious of the man from the Yinlou Pavilion.

Xu Yan looked around with a radiant smile, “You secretive people again. Only two of you came?”

Yin Jue said solemnly, “Xu Yan, just tell us where the girl is, and we can spare your life today!”

They came for Su Lingxiu!

Xu Yan wasn’t surprised but became even more curious. Why did the black-robed people insist on capturing his junior sister? Furthermore, they seemed to think that capturing her was worth any price.

“Spare my life? Just the three of you?”

Xu Yan’s eyes turned cold. A subtle wind rose around him, discarding any pretense of amicability in favor of an air of hostility.

He drew his sword and stared at Yin Jue, sneering, “A rat hiding in the ditches, too scared to even reveal its name. How dare you talk big? Today, I, Sword God Xu Yan, will put you down!”

Boom!

“Arrogant!”

The Fire Demon Lord snorted, his sickle slicing through the air, producing an overwhelming tide of blood-red fire. The sky was bathed in scarlet, dissolving and sizzling.

It appeared as if it was corroding the heavens.

Boom!

Yin Jue raised his hand, and his blade shone like a heavenly curtain, layer upon layer of the blade barrier blocked all directions, attacking Xu Yan.

The other black-robed individual also made his move.

The combined forces of the three peak Great Grandmasters changed the color of the heavens and the earth. Their terrifying might pressured the water surface down by a layer.

Watching from afar, the battlefield seemed to ignite an apocalyptic might..