Sword Aura to the Heavens
Chapter 172 - 168 Turmoil

Chapter 172: Chapter 168 Turmoil

Li Fan walked to the Old Blind Man’s side, checking his physical condition.

"Don’t worry, I’m not dying yet." The Old Blind Man said softly, seemingly aware of Li Fan’s concern, though seeing his increasingly aged face left a bitter feeling in Li Fan’s heart.

He only hoped time would pass quickly so that he could span the ages and become a Great Sword Cultivator.

A healing light from Aunt Mei fell upon the Old Blind Man, which made him feel a bit more comfortable, his life force recovering. He murmured, "Thank you."

Aunt Mei, being a Nine-colored Deer, possessed wood element abilities. She wasn’t skilled in combat but excelled in healing.

Qu Qingfeng was also filled with emotion. Mr. Zuo, in this battle, fought his way from Yun Meng Swamp to Demon Saint Palace, an elder nearing the end of his life, yet unleashed an invincible aura, finally leaving even the Demon Saint heavily injured.

If it had been him in his prime, fearsome enough with a sword to shake Yun Meng Swamp, what a magnificent sight that would’ve been.

Unfortunately, time is merciless, heroes grow old.

Now, the hope lies with Li Fan.

Qu Qingfeng saw the air of the Old Blind Man in the young Li Fan, perhaps when he grows up, they might see Zuo Canglan in his prime.

"Traitor."

A cold shout was heard as a formidable pressure descended from the void above; the Qilin Demon King’s furious aura surged, staring down at Aunt Mei.

Qu Qingfeng took a step forward, standing in front of Aunt Mei.

The Qilin Demon King’s large eyes fixed on him, but he did not make a move. Previously, the Old Blind Man’s sword had seriously injured him, and now he was in a wounded state too.

However, another oppressive force descended from above, from a Demon King who had been hidden and observing without intervening.

In the sky, a pair of huge eyes appeared, staring at them, their pupils inscribed with lines and harboring murderous intent, giving off an extremely dangerous vibe.

"Watch them closely." A voice commanded, and numerous demons appeared around Li Fan and the others from different directions, while strong demon energies continued to spy on them from the shadows.

"Let’s heal first." Li Fan said to the Old Blind Man, helping him sit down.

Beside him, Yue Qingqiu furrowed her brows, a look of worry in her clear eyes.

Yun Meng Swamp indeed clashed with humans, and it was done by Lord Demon Saint and Li Fan’s master, leaving her at a loss.

"I’ll go see Lord Demon Saint." Yue Qingqiu said softly to Li Fan, then her figure swayed, and she left.

At the Demon Saint Palace, which had almost turned into ruins, but under Bailong’s restoration, once again took on a broken palace form, though still littered with rubble.

Yue Qingqiu entered the dilapidated palace, walking inside, where Bailong stood, asking, "What business does the Holy Daughter have?"

"I’m here to see the Demon Saint." Yue Qingqiu replied.

"Bailong, let her in." A voice echoed from within, and Bailong nodded, allowing Yue Qingqiu to proceed.

Not long after Yue Qingqiu entered, another figure arrived.

This figure wore a broad purple robe, a dragon head on a human body. On the domineering dragon head, dragon whiskers extended, and those eyes with dragon patterns were deep and terrifying, exuding immense majesty.

"Bailong, how is the Demon Saint?" He loudly asked, his voice like thunder. This demon king was the Leize Demon King, incredibly powerful, at the Peak of Seventh Realm Middle Stage.

"Took some light injuries, nothing serious." Bailong replied.

"I’ll go take a look." Leize Demon King walked toward the interior but was blocked by Bailong, who said, "Leize Demon King, Lord Demon Saint and the Holy Daughter are discussing matters inside, it’s not suitable to disturb them."

The Leize Demon King furrowed his brows, giving Bailong a domineering glance, "I’ll see for myself."

Then continued forward, wanting to force his way in.

"Leize Demon King." Bailong still blocked the way.

"Bailong, you’re being presumptuous." The Leize Demon King shouted coldly, a rolling thunderous sound shaking the already unstable Demon Saint Palace.

"Leize."

At this moment, the Demon Saint’s voice came from within, an overwhelming pressure spreading outward, landing on Leize, "Are you creating a ruckus in my Demon Saint Palace?"

Feeling the pressure, Leize immediately restrained himself, bowing respectfully, "Lord Demon Saint, I was concerned about your injuries, so I came to check, but Bailong stopped me."

"I ordered him to be there." The Demon Saint responded coldly: "I’ve suffered some injuries; I need to recover, thus I won’t invite you in."

"Yes, Lord Demon Saint." Leize Demon King bowed, "Lord Demon Saint, how to deal with those humans? They dared to invade Yun Meng Swamp and injure you. Should we not eliminate them to prevent future troubles? That Li Mountain Sword Cultivator’s strength is formidable; if he recovers, it might be troublesome."

"No need, he’s already been heavily injured by me, won’t recover, won’t regain his former combat power. For now, leave them be." Demon Saint replied.

"Lord Demon Saint, why let the humans who came to Yun Meng Swamp live?" Leize Demon King asked with doubt.

"Are you questioning my orders?" The Demon Saint’s voice carried a sense of authority, the pressure spreading out, causing Leize Demon King to bow respectfully, "I dare not."

"Leave." The Demon Saint said plainly.

"Yes." Leize Demon King bowed and withdrew, leaving the Demon Saint Palace.

The Demon City of Yun Meng Swamp seemed to return to tranquility, yet beneath this calmness, there appeared to be a hidden threat.

At night, while Li Fan and the others were cultivating, they distinctly felt demonic movements around them.

In the courtyard, Qu Qingfeng opened his eyes, his Divine Sense extending outward. Around the perimeter, many demons had surrounded the area, appearing to be restless.

Li Fan also opened his eyes, frowning slightly.

What’s with these demons?

The Demon Saint had already ordered not to touch them. Why were there demons coming, seemingly intending to act?

"Bang..."

A burst sound was heard, and a demon barged in directly, shouting, "Kill these humans."

"Kill."

Voices echoed from various positions, and groups of demons leaped in, attacking Li Fan and his group in the courtyard.

Qu Qingfeng frowned, waving his palm. An invisible force blocked the advancing demons. This was, after all, the other’s territory, so he refrained from killing.

However, the demons didn’t relent and continued to charge fiercely.

Qu Qingfeng raised his hand, sending the demons flying backward and smashing into the walls of the courtyard.

"These humans dare to fight us in Yun Meng Swamp."

"Lord Demon Saint spared their lives, yet these humans don’t know gratitude, they deserve to die."

Angry voices rose, demons clamoring and rushing forward.

Li Fan stared at the incoming demons. The ones at the front were not particularly strong, but the voice came from behind.

These demons, are they playing tricks on us?

"That old human wounded the Demon Saint, kill him."

Several demons rushed toward the Old Blind Man’s direction. The Old Blind Man twitched his brows, clearly disturbed while recovering.

With a thought, Li Fan unleashed a Flying Sword. In the darkness, blood splattered as the approaching demons were repelled.

Amid this skirmish, stronger demon energies could be felt approaching from a distance.

"You dare act recklessly."

A booming voice resonated, followed by loud commotions. Demonic energy spread, startling the night.

From various directions, potent demonic energy approached, casting a looming pressure over the small courtyard.

A demon’s massive hand descended from high above, and Qu Qingfeng, with a thought, manifested a massive Dharma Form, releasing a thunderous palm imprint that collided with the demonic hand.

"If you intend to fight, then do so directly; why resort to such tricks?" Qu Qingfeng’s voice echoed in the night sky, casting a glance toward the Demon Saint Palace.

Could it be that these weren’t orders from the Demon Saint, but rather a ploy by the lower demon kings wanting them dead?

"Lord Demon Saint spared your lives, yet you dare not repent and kill our Demon Race, prepare to die." Another loud shout came, and a large foot stomped down from the sky, obscuring the heavens.

Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form stood tall, raising hands to support it.

From the direction of the Demon Saint Palace, a figure approached swiftly. Yue Qingqiu saw the demons besieging the small courtyard, shouting coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Holy Daughter, Lord Demon Saint spared these humans, but they don’t know gratitude, killing our Demon Race, they deserve to die." A voice answered from the air, ignoring Yue Qingqiu, continuing their assault.

Inside the Demon Saint Palace.

The meditating Demon Saint’s body trembled briefly, opening his eyes with a slightly unpleasant expression, yelling, "Bailong."

"Lord Demon Saint." Came Bailong’s voice from outside.

"Go stop them, find out who ordered it." The Demon Saint said quietly.

"Understood."

Bailong left the Demon Saint Palace, heading toward Li Fan’s place.

Inside the Demon Saint Palace, the Demon Saint’s eyes now appeared particularly serious, with a strange cold light flickering.

It seems that both the Demon Race and humans aren’t so different after all!

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