The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 325 - 137: Demon Envoy and Ghost Cicada

Chapter 325: Chapter 137: Demon Envoy and Ghost Cicada

Inside the tall building, the room, which had been brightly lit, was now shrouded in darkness.

The previous brightness, whether it was due to a failure to discover the enemy or a trap to lure them in, seemed foolish to maintain after destroying the Walking Corpses. It only made things easier for the enemy.

At this moment, in a certain room, two Demon Envoys from the Heavenly Demon Palace were staring blankly through the gap of the window, looking at the ground below that was in disarray after the baptism by Fire Dragon.

They were not captivated by the might of the firearms, for as previously mentioned, firearms posed little threat to Martial Artists in the Divine Origin Realm.

The expressions on the faces of the two Demon Envoys were not of fear but a mix of shock and ecstatic delight.

"Shi Wujiu, if we obtain it, as long as we obtain this weapon, which can easily cause widespread damage, our mission would undoubtedly be completed swiftly." One Demon Envoy fervently grabbed the other’s shoulder, with a determined gleam in his eyes.

The Heavenly Demon Palace’s mission was to sow chaos, and warfare has always been the fastest way to reap lives throughout history. It was no wonder that firearms, a weapon of war, would tempt the two Demon Envoys.

Their intense emotional fluctuation made them utterly conspicuous in Qing Yu’s eyes. Their joy was reflected even from a great distance.

"Over there, attack." Qing Yu pointed where the Demon Envoys were and gave the order.

Countless blood-colored figures burst out from the jungle, swarming the tall building. Following them, Demon Blade Guards with Black Iron Ghost Masks stepped over the charred bones on the ground and advanced toward the building.

The Exorcism Sword Guard were merely cannon fodder, and the real fight was yet to begin.

"The rats finally dare to show themselves, huh?" Shi Wujiu solidified the murderous figures with a sneer inside the tall building.

"Master Ghost Cicada, do you know where these people come from?" another Demon Envoy, Lin Gui, asked someone behind him.

"Creak—" The room door was slowly pushed open. Within the darkness, a Monk with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes entered the room, carrying a ghost head knife still dripping with blood.

Although this Monk could hardly conceal the bloodlust in his eyes, his face remained eerily calm. Upon hearing Lin Gui’s question, he raised a hand palm-up and said, "Judging by their attire and their fearless approach to life and death, these people should be the infamous assassins of the Azure Dragon Association in the worldly society."

"Humph, a mere assassin organization dares to provoke the Heavenly Demon Palace—they’re truly courting death," Shi Wujiu scoffed. "Even the founding ancestor of assassin organizations, the Doomed Hall, must obediently listen to the Heavenly Demon Palace. From where does the Azure Dragon Association muster such foolish courage to court death?"

"If they are from an assassin organization, there must be a client," Lin Gui analyzed, "If my suspicions are right, the client should be from the Yin Demon Sect; otherwise, how could it be that assassins would come knocking at our door just two days after our arrival?"

"So that’s why you just had Master Ghost Cicada go and kill all the maidservants in the building," Shi Wujiu realized, feigning a sudden understanding.

"It’s just a precaution," Lin Gui waved dismissively.

After all, the maidservants were of no use, and it was better to preemptively eliminate potential threats.

"No matter what, the fact that trouble arose at the Yin Demon Sect’s stronghold is true. As long as we survive and return to our Sect, we can use this reason to act against the Yin Demon Sect. Perhaps, by then, Gong Ziyu’s long-cherished wish might come true."

"That Young Sect Master Yun Wuyue of the Yin Demon Sect, right?" Shi Wujiu recalled the figure he had once seen. Even for someone with unique tastes like his, he had to admit that the Young Sect Master was an exceptional beauty.

Lin Gui smiled without speaking, about to turn around and address Ghost Cicada when suddenly, several black spherical objects burst through the papered windows and shot into the room.

"No good, it’s those explosive weapons."

"How did they know our location?"

With four stories and more than a hundred rooms in the tall building, and considering that all the maidservants were already killed, leaving no one to signal the enemy, it seemed unlikely for the assassins to pinpoint the three of them so accurately.

Unable to think further, Fire Dragon had exploded.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

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Multiple explosions sounded, turning the room into a blazing inferno.

Amidst the rolling smoke, several blood-colored figures shot in, disregarding the fire completely, their clawed hooks slashing at the humanoid figure still standing in the room.

For these brainwashed assassins, the mission was all that mattered. Life and death were never within their consideration.

"Hiss—"

The hooks scratched against the figure, sparking as if they had struck steel, emitting a grating noise.

A Blood Bat Guard, having failed to act further after striking the figure, found a thick arm reaching out from the smoke and grasping his neck.

"Crack—"

Like crushing a piece of tofu, the large hand turned the neck of the Blood Bat Guard into mush, the head, no longer connected, falling into the surrounding flames.

At the same time, flashes of blade light cut through the rest of the Blood Bat Guards, severing their necks. Blood gushed out as a devilish figure bathed in the blood rain, his black robe turning a dark red.

"Hahaha······" Ghost Cicada laughed heartily.

"Those three figures, devoid of vitality, their limbs stiff—are they zombies?" Qing Yu commented, looking at the three tower-like figures in the room that had been blasted open.

At the moment of Fire Dragon’s explosion, it was these three figures that had stood in front, blocking the blast. They, dressed in black armor, appeared unharmed.

"Their bodies emanate an ancient bronze color; they must be the Copper Armored Corpses cultivated by Shiyin Hall. Gong Ziyu, I’m not good at dealing with such heartless, witless corpses," Shi Jue also said, looking at the three Copper Armored Corpses.

"I feel the same," Yun Wuyue added.

"Two smart alecks!" Qing Yu exclaimed with a laugh.

Are Copper Armored Corpses difficult to deal with? For ordinary people, yes.

Each Copper Armored Corpse is equivalent to a Divine Origin Realm Body Refining Martial Artist, impervious to blades and spears. And since they are corpses, they fear no injury other than damage to the body itself.

But that’s for ordinary folks. For Shi Jue and Yun Wuyue, it wasn’t the same case.

Shi Jue’s "Mustard Seed Sumeru Palm" had the force to blast the Copper Armored Corpses into chunks. As for Yun Wuyue, her "Taiyin Refining Form" was specifically designed to target the bodies of Martial Artists.

However, both of them, harboring the intention to hide their identities, were unwilling to reveal their true martial arts. As such, they left the seemingly most troublesome Copper Armored Corpses for Qing Yu to handle.

"Alright, I’ll take care of the Copper Armored Corpses," Qing Yu said nonchalantly.

"As for the monk wielding the ghost head knife, I’ll take him. There’s a bit of a history between us," Shi Jue said with a strange chuckle as he stared at Ghost Cicada.

Yun Wuyue remained silent, showing no objection to the distribution agreed upon by Qing Yu and the others.