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Chapter 351: Pretending to be a Dog Still Ends in Death

Chapter 351: Chapter 351: Pretending to be a Dog Still Ends in Death

"Darling..."

"Little darling..."

"Qin Yi..."

Those acquainted with Qin Yi were all shocked, exclaiming aloud.

No one expected that someone as strong as Qin Yi would be silenced by Diao Cheng’s sword.

Diao Cheng himself seemed surprised, momentarily stunned, then filled with ecstatic joy.

"Hahaha... Qin Yi, even you have days like this. I said today you’d pay back in blood, and you will..."

However, in the next second, Diao Cheng’s boastful laughter abruptly stopped, as if someone suddenly clutched his throat, freezing his smile into something comical.

Everyone’s mouths were agape in shock.

Because Qin Yi had dissipated, like clouds, like smoke, like sand drifting away.

This...

What is happening?

But when they turned their gaze to another direction, the mouths that had just closed once again gaped open, eyes bulging like toads.

The individual possessed by the Soul-devouring Demon, holding a long blade, was pierced through the body by the Flood Dragon Spear in Qin Yi’s hand, hanging lifeless in mid-air, with blood forming lines to dye the ground red.

Turns out, the slicing sound just now wasn’t Diao Cheng sealing Qin Yi’s throat. It was Qin Yi killing this person.

But Qin Yi clearly charged at Diao Cheng, so how did he appear elsewhere?

What kind of technique is this?

Everyone was dumbfounded!

This technique is beyond gods and ghosts, utterly astounding.

Diao Cheng, along with the expert holding the big bow from afar, both looked at Qin Yi in horror.

Qin Yi slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "Did you think serving the Soul-devouring Demon, you’d really not die?"

After the words fell, purple light surged on the halberd, and with a bang, the person impaled on the halberd shattered to pieces. At the same time, a shadow screamed and shot out from the body.

This was the Soul-devouring Demon.

The Soul-devouring Demon shrieked, trying to escape.

Qin Yi snorted coldly, sealing with one hand; suddenly, a web of fire appeared in the air, enveloping and incinerating it in an instant, leaving nothing but smoke.

This is Chaotic Purple Flames, the most primordial fire in the world, the first flame of existence, capable of burning all things in the world, let alone a little demon.

Diao Cheng’s face turned grave, showing evident fear.

"Seems the Soul-devouring Demon didn’t give you a chance for revenge, nor freed you from the fear of death," Qin Yi said, pointing the halberd in his hand towards Diao Cheng.

Diao Cheng’s face was dark and hideous, opening his mouth to speak, only to suddenly change his expression.

Because Qin Yi had no intention of listening to his nonsense, charging towards him like a streak of light.

The blood-red halberd transformed into a red glow, thrusting towards Diao Cheng with destructive force.

Diao Cheng roared, surrounded by swirling black energy, raising his hand to swing several swords in succession, the Sword Qi raging and exploding forth.

The Flood Dragon Spear quivered slightly, the purple light sweeping, shredding the Sword Qi to pieces.

Poof!

Diao Cheng looked down at the halberd piercing his body, filled with disbelief, and finally terror at death.

However, Qin Yi had no intention of giving him a chance to speak, shaking the halberd to shatter his body.

The Soul-devouring Demon screamed, trying to escape, but was directly incinerated by the Chaotic Purple Flames, vanishing into smoke.

Everyone was terrified; Diao Cheng’s cultivation was at least at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, yet he couldn’t resist Qin Yi.

At this moment, everyone realized how naive they were to challenge Qin Yi. Wasn’t this just asking for embarrassment?

Qin Yi had long since reached the summit, while they were still wandering at the base of the mountain.

No one of the younger generation could stand against him.

This battle would forge Qin Yi’s fame, destined to make him known throughout the world.

Qin Yi’s gaze turned towards the person holding the big bow in the distance.

It seemed these three were all people of the Diao Family.

This person looked terrified, as if seeing a ghost, never expecting that after offering their bodies and souls to the Soul-devouring Demon, expecting to kill Qin Yi easily, it was they who were easily slain.

"Soul-devouring Demon, you shouldn’t have stooped to possessing humans; this world isn’t meant for you," Qin Yi said coolly, yet his tone was filled with murderous intent.

Swoosh!

Two Fine Steel Arrows flashed in the air, shooting explosively towards Qin Yi.

Simultaneously, this person turned and fled.

Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew, Qin Yi shook the halberd, knocking down the arrows.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Duan Xinyuan shouted angrily.

Qin Yi said in a deep voice, "You’re no match for him, step aside!"

Duan Xinyuan instinctively stepped aside.

Qin Yi sneered, "You came here, and now you want to leave? What do you take this place for?"

However, just as Qin Yi prepared to pursue, suddenly a tearing sound of something slicing through the air echoed.

Everyone looked up, a series of exclamations erupted.

Qin Yi, although unable to see, could clearly feel a powerful pressure descending from the sky.

Everyone was stunned.

This was a very beautiful woman, her appearance no less than Xia Yanbing, dressed in white, ethereal, like a fairy descending from the heavens.

What shocked people wasn’t her appearance but the wings on her back; a pair of more than two meters long seven-colored feathered wings unfolded behind her, shimmering and dazzling.

An angel?

A fairy?

A demon?

A bird person?

No one could define whether she was human, fairy, demon, or monster.

The woman dove down from a cliff hundreds of meters high, like a seven-colored stream of light striking towards the ground, moving with incredible speed.

The man with the big bow who was fleeing, upon hearing the sound, looked up, and let out a horrifying scream upon seeing the woman.

The woman swooped down to about ten meters above the ground, then abruptly stopped, hovering in mid-air, and locked onto the fleeing figure, her wings vibrating, instantly whipping up a seven-colored storm around her.

Swoosh... swoosh!

Seven streams of light tore through the air, with piercing sounds, shooting explosively towards the fleeing figure.

The seven-colored streams of light seemed locked onto the fleeing figure, hitting precisely.

The fleeing figure let out a painful howl, and then streams of black energy spread out from the body and dissipated into the air.

The person controlled by the Soul-devouring Demon fell to the ground unharmed.

It seems this woman only aimed to kill the Soul-devouring Demon, without harming the person possessed.

Everyone gazed in shock at the woman in the sky.

And the woman slowly lowered her gaze upon everyone, like a proud queen, with a cold expression, her final gaze resting on Qin Yi, but only for a few seconds. Then, her wings flapped, transforming into a seven-colored stream that soared into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

It took a long time for everyone to come to their senses, and they began discussing this suddenly appearing woman.

Qin Yi only knew that someone had slain the person possessed by the Soul-devouring Demon, as the person’s aura suddenly vanished.

Additionally, the powerful presence in the sky also suddenly vanished.

Qin Yi was momentarily confused about what had happened.

"Family Head Duan, who was that person?" Qin Yi asked.

Duan Xinyuan explained what had just happened.

Qin Yi was slightly surprised, and if Duan Xinyuan’s description was correct, that woman must belong to the Feather Clan.

"Blood Flood Dragon, do you know who that woman was?"

The Blood Flood Dragon transmitted its thoughts, saying, "Master, she is from the Primordial Feather Clan; what she bears is not an ordinary pair of wings, but the Seven-Colored Cloud Wings, a symbol of the royal family within the Feather Clan."

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