Chapter 760 - Assassinating Sectlord Nine Yangs (Part 2)

The mere voice itself caused pressure to weigh down on the three individuals present.

King Devil Dragon, King Bone Dragon, and Sectlord Nine Yangs looked around to try to find the speaker, but saw no one in the area.

“Who’s trying to pull some hocus pocus? Show your face!”

King Devil Dragon reached out and made a grasping gesture, causing everything to tremble as countless claw projections appeared. However, as the claws ripped at the space in the area, nothing was revealed.

Snarling, he unleashed a consummate technique that caused another wave of claws to speed out in all directions. “Three Claws of the Devil Dragon! First Claw: Tear the Heart and Rip the Lungs!”

Sadly for him, the result was the same as before.

“Second Claw: Incomparable Trampling! Third Claw: Overturn Macrocosms!”

Each claw attack surpassed the previous one, causing everything to shake so violently that it seemed as if the entire void would explode.

King Devil Dragon suddenly smiled coldly. “Damned mischief-maker! Did you really think you could evade these consummate devil dragon arts? That’s a joke if I’ve ever heard one! I'm going to slowly crush you to death, so that you truly understand what terror is!”

All of a sudden, his hand clenched into a fist as though he had grabbed something. But then….

“Aaaiiiieee!” A bloodcurdling scream echoed out as a beam of sword light appeared and cut his hand off of his arm! It lay there in midair in front of him, twitching as though it wished to fly back to him. However, before it could, it burst into flames, dissolving into greenish smoke that faded away into nothing.

The agonizing pain caused King Devil Dragon to bellow at the top of his lungs. Apparently, in all the hundreds of millions of years he’d lived, nothing like this had ever happened to him.

“Brother Devil Dragon, what just happened?” Shocked, King Bone Dragon stepped forward and looked at the stump of his arm. Then he raised his voice and said, “Friend, who exactly are you? Enough with the parlor tricks. Reveal yourself!”

“Oh, I’ll reveal myself,” Yang Qi said coolly as he stepped out of the shadows.

Sectlord Nine Yangs recognized him immediately, and it caused fear to flicker in his eyes. “It’s you… you brat! Dragon Proudheaven! I can’t believe you dared to come to the Tusita Heaven!”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Qi replied. “I go where I please. By the way, I need to tell you something. My name isn’t really Dragon Proudheaven. That’s just an alias. My real name is Yang Qi.”

An expression of surprise flickered across Sectlord Nine Yangs’ face, only to be replaced a moment later by a sinister smile. “Oh? Your name isn't Dragon Proudheaven? Yang Qi, huh. I've never heard of anyone who goes by that name. Seems your alias is a bit more popular. Well, it doesn’t matter. What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you want to have our duel ahead of schedule. If so, fine. After all, I have King Devil Dragon and King Bone Dragon here to assist me.”

It was no surprise that Sectlord Nine Yangs had never heard of Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was quite famous in the Brahman Immortal World, but that was considered a very small place when compared to the Dao Defense League as a whole. It was like a village compared to a city. There was no way someone like Sectlord Nine Yangs would be familiar with people from such a place.

“Is there anything you two have to say about all this?” Yang Qi said, looking at King Devil Dragon and King Bone Dragon.

“You used some special technique to injure me, boy,” King Devil Dragon said in a dark tone of voice, “and that’s enough to earn you a death sentence for both you and your entire clan. Don’t you know that the Devil Dragon Tribe lives for revenge?”

“You offended the God Dragon Tribe, boy,” King Bone Dragon said, “so even if you were stronger than you are, it wouldn’t do any good. Hand over King Immortal-Slayer’s legacy medallions and the Bone Dragon Tribe will offer you sanctuary.”

“And here I thought you might be interested in joining me,” Yang Qi said, shaking his head. “In that case, don’t waste your breath. You see, I already sent Dragon King from the God Dragon Tribe to hell. Er, wait, no… he actually didn’t make it to hell. I assimilated his quintessence energy and devoured his destiny. And now you two can join him.”

Yang Qi’s aura flared and a pure land appeared around him, which was none other than the God Legion Paradise. But instead of being majestic and grand, like before, it was like a gentle breeze or a fine rain, traveling through the void in such a way that no one could detect its presence until it was upon them.

The pure land existed everywhere, and pāramitā was directly underfoot, removing the need to cross the sea of bitterness….