Chapter 687 276: Personal Affair

"Luo Zhixian?"

When He Jie, the Second Elder of the Demon Sect, saw the figure, his voice wavered noticeably.

At the same time, the expressions of the others changed drastically.

Mao Chengyue and Tu Wanjun were shaken to their very core. 'Luo Zhixian?'

They knew all too well who that was!

Peak Master of the Celestial Treasure Upper Sect's Ten Thousand Laws Peak was just one of his more inconspicuous titles.

Although he had rarely been seen in action for many years, no one dared forget the bloody legacy of his spear, and no one would ever underestimate him.

"Master!"

Chen Qing's heart stirred upon seeing the newcomer.

He had vaguely guessed that the Sect might send experts to support him, but he never expected Master Luo himself to come in person.

'Could it be that Master came of his own accord after hearing the news?' Chen Qing wondered.

When Deng Ziheng saw the man, his perpetually tense expression finally relaxed. He let out a long sigh of relief and said nothing more, silently regulating his breathing.

"It's been years since we parted at Sanqing Mountain. We meet again."

He Jie's voice was as cold as the ice of the Nine Netherworld.

The battle at Sanqing Mountain was still vivid in his memory. Back then, the Demon Sect's Green Dragon Great Guardian, the Great Snow Mountain's Profound Water Dharma King, and a coalition of other experts from the Demon Sect and the Great Snow Mountain—seven True Essence Realm masters in total—had joined forces to besiege Luo Zhixian. In the end, Luo Zhixian had brazenly slain the Profound Ice Dharma King and walked away unscathed.

And He Jie himself had been one of the Demon Sect experts involved in that siege!

"I let a small fry like you escape back then."

Luo Zhixian's gaze swept dispassionately over He Jie, his tone utterly flat.

He Jie abruptly tore the Faceless Mask from his face, revealing a hideous and terrifying visage.

Half of his face was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, with bone faintly visible beneath. A sharp aura, impossible to dispel, clung to the wound, preventing the flesh from regenerating.

"Luo Zhixian, this is all thanks to you! You're the reason I've spent all these years in this inhuman state!" Though he struggled to keep his voice calm, his bone-deep hatred hissed like a venomous snake.

Seeing his face, the others felt a chill in their hearts. 'Such a severe wound still hasn't healed after so many years?'

'Just how tyrannical must Luo Zhixian's Spear Intent be!'

"If living is so painful, then you might as well die."

Luo Zhixian said coolly, "Death is the end of all troubles."

'Flee!'

Mao Chengyue and the brocade-robed old man exchanged a look, seeing the terror in each other's eyes. The thought of retreat instantly took hold.

A master of the Grandmaster Realm was far beyond their ability to fight.

The moment the two were about to pull back and flee, Luo Zhixian's gaze, sharp as lightning, swept coldly over them. "Trying to leave?"

A chill seized their hearts. They felt a piercing aura descend upon them like an invisible shackle, sealing off all avenues of escape.

They knew that if they dared to turn their backs now, they would be run through by that biting spear light.

"Join forces! It's the only way to deal with him!"

He Jie roared, his voice tinged with panic.

At their Realm, they could sense Luo Zhixian's terrifying power even more clearly.

Mao Chengyue's and Tu Wanjun's hearts sank.

Since they couldn't escape, their only option was to go all out.

The two nodded in unison, their auras instantly linking with He Jie's.

"Watch closely."

Luo Zhixian suddenly spoke coolly in Chen Qing's direction.

The next moment, he formed his fingers into a spear and casually pointed forward!

There was no earth-shattering display of power, only a gray burst of Finger Force that seemed to annihilate everything as it shot through the air!

Where the Finger Force passed, the air didn't explode but was bizarrely annihilated, leaving behind a fleeting trail of turbulence!

Chen Qing's pupils contracted as he stared intently at that single point of a finger.

He seemed to see a shadow of the Ten Extremes Spear Technique, yet it was something different. The Spear Intent contained within the Finger Force was vast and profound, carrying a terrifying concept of bringing all things to an end, returning them to silent extinction!

'The Ten Extremes Spear Technique can actually evolve into such a terrifying and astonishing Attack Technique?'

BOOM—!

The Finger Force didn't shoot straight but erupted as it neared Tu Wanjun, expanding like an invisible Domain!

Utterly horrified, Tu Wanjun gathered all his life's Demon Essence before him while frantically retreating!

PSHFFT!

His True Essence held for only an instant before shattering. Tu Wanjun, as if struck by a heavy blow, vomited a torrent of blood. His chest caved in, and his entire body was smashed into the deep sea like a meteor, his aura instantly weakening to the point where it was impossible to tell if he was dead or alive.

Seeing this, the remaining three—He Jie, Mao Chengyue, and the other brocade-robed elder from Yanzi Dock—felt their souls about to flee their bodies. But now, there was no retreat!

"We'll fight him to the death!"

The brocade-robed elder roared. His hands formed seals as the True Essence around him boiled. He stirred the seawater below, forming a ferocious, roaring Water Dragon that lunged at Luo Zhixian, baring its fangs and claws! This was Yanzi Dock's ultimate technique—Furious Sea Dragon!

Mao Chengyue also went all out. His stooped body seemed to swell, and the Turtle Shell-like object on his back flared with a dark light. A highly condensed, jet-black pillar of light, carrying a weight that could suppress the very sea, blasted toward Luo Zhixian!

He Jie was even more ruthless. Knowing that ordinary methods were useless, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of Essence Blood onto his palms. His hands and fingers instantly turned black as ink, a foul stench assaulting the senses!

Netherworld Rotting Immortal Claw!

He thrust his claws forward, unleashing dozens of twisted, bizarre, pitch-black claw phantoms. Carrying a venomous power that could corrode True Essence and defile the Divine Soul, they overtook the other attacks and enveloped Luo Zhixian's vital points!

Three True Essence Realm masters fighting for their lives, their True Essence surging like a tide and their Demonic Qi soaring ominously into the sky. The violent power tore the ocean waves to shreds, turning this patch of sea into a boiling Purgatory!

Deng Ziheng's expression was incredibly grave. He sent a voice transmission to Chen Qing, "This Second Elder of the Demon Sect, He Jie, was a renowned master in his day. He ran rampant with his Netherworld Rotting Immortal Claw and his Poison Skills, and was one of Qi Xun Nan's most capable subordinates. His Cultivation even reached the Late-stage True Essence Realm, but then he was gravely wounded by Peak Master Luo... which is why his Realm dropped to its current Mid-stage True Essence Realm. But when he's fighting for his life, he is not to be underestimated!"