Yun Jin quietly observed everyone's expressions, taking them all in. She still had one final trump card—Lava Dragon Lao Huo. But she had no intention of using it yet.
There was something complicated about Tianxing Sect's situation. Among these people, some were clearly under Zhao Wuji's command. Though Zhao Wuji had already been captured, his subordinates wouldn't dare reveal themselves openly. Still, they would definitely be making moves in secret. Even the disciples each had their own thoughts and agendas.
Yun Jin didn't plan to judge them hastily. Instead, she wanted to see for herself which of these disciples were truly worth nurturing. If anyone showed potential, she would consider bringing them into Wushuang Sect.
But those who turned into cowards the moment they faced demons? They were off the list. This current crisis with the demon race was the perfect opportunity to test them.
More importantly…
Just now, the sword spirit had returned to report.
Yang Yun only had two Mahayana cultivators guarding him.
That didn't make sense.
According to the map Yun Jin had, Yang Yun's side should have three Mahayana cultivators, along with five Tribulation stage experts lying in ambush.
This was the true strength of Yang Yun's faction.
According to the book…
In the end, Yang Yun's forces were more than capable of repelling this demon incursion. The leader of the demon group had already gone up to face him. But based on the storyline, he should end up defeated. He not only failed to kill Yang Yun—he was executed by Yang Yun in a show of strength, solidifying his authority.
Which meant Yang Yun's forces were about to act.
Tianxing Sect.
Yang Yun's faction.
The demons who wanted him dead.
And Yun Jin's own side.
Tonight would be a four-way clash.
No, not just four.
Yun Jin had already sent early word to her Masters from the four Holy Lands. They had originally been heading to Qingxiao Pavilion and were already traveling through this region.
Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon.
Then there was the Demon-Slaying Alliance.
They had devices designed specifically to detect demonic energy. With the demons launching such a large-scale assault, their aura would definitely be exposed. Once that happened, the Demon-Slaying Alliance would come running immediately.
Tonight was destined to be anything but quiet.
Yun Jin would seize control at the right moment—but not just yet.
For now, she would wait, letting each player step onto the stage in their own time.
—
On He Shan…
The demon commander had noticed the disturbance near the mountain gate.
He narrowed his eyes.
The Demon Sovereign was here, but he hadn't managed to send that information back. His squad, still following the original plan, launched an assault on Tianxing Sect.
That was fine.
Humans? The more they killed, the better.
Tianxing Sect harbored the Demon Sovereign. Who knew what kind of relationship they had? Wiping them out wouldn't be unjustified.
The demon commander sneered coldly. The Demon Sovereign was cautious—he'd even kept two Mahayana guards on hand at all times.
Unfortunately for them…
They had no idea what he was capable of. Once he activated the artifact given to him by the clan chief, eliminating those two Mahayana cultivators would be easy.
Then—
As long as he could kill the Demon Sovereign, He'd be able to report back to the clan with honor. As for his own life?
He didn't care.
All of them were exposed now. They had come with the resolve to die. Taking a deep breath, the demon commander pulled out a blood-red spirit stone.
With a snap, he crushed it.
His already formidable power surged explosively.
Yang Yun's expression darkened slightly.
"Blood Essence."
A desperation technique.
Once used, it granted an overwhelming surge of strength for a short time. But the stronger the burst, the greater the chance of dying from the backlash. It was a method of trading one life for another.
Yang Yun let out a cold laugh.
Mo Luo was truly willing to go all in.
This squad he sent was likely made up of rare death warriors from the demon clan.
Every one of them lost was irreplaceable.
Clearly, they were determined not to let Yang Yun return to the demon realm alive.
Too bad—
Yang Yun had the Ninefold Nirvana Codex. No matter what, he could always preserve that final wisp of life force and start cultivating again from scratch.
Even without such a technique, he still wouldn't die here.
The moment the blood essence shattered, the demon's strength climbed drastically. What had been a balanced stalemate was now tipping heavily in his favor.
"Die!" the demon roared with a twisted grin. His demonic blade glowed with eerie green light as it slashed down at one of the black-clad cultivators.
For humans, the vital point was the dantian.
But for demons, it was the brain.
Destroy the head, and the demon would be truly dead.
Though he wasn't sure why Yang Yun and his two subordinates gave off no demonic aura at all…
From their techniques, he was certain—
These two black-clad figures were demons too.
They must have used some special method to completely hide their demonic energy.
Didn't matter how.
They were finished.
As the demonic blade fell, the targeted black-clad figure couldn't move an inch. His face contorted with terror. The next instant, his head shattered into dust—dead beyond question.
The demon commander's mouth curled into a sinister grin. He turned to strike the second one—
But suddenly—
A chill ran down his spine.
He whirled around just in time to see a translucent, formless demonic spike rushing straight at him.
Too late.
The spike pierced him.
Shock flared in the commander's eyes.
Another Mahayana?
Yang Yun didn't have just two Mahayana cultivators—he had three!
And this third one—
Was the strongest of them all!
Back when that mysterious woman had appeared, this third Mahayana had remained hidden the entire time.
Now, just as the demon commander had grown smug after killing one, the hidden powerhouse struck.
Normally, he wouldn't be caught so easily.
But somehow—
These people had completely masked their aura.
That Mahayana had launched a sneak attack, and he hadn't sensed a thing.
One spike was enough to severely injure him.
"Go," Yang Yun ordered coolly.
The corpse of his fallen subordinate was still lying there. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a flame that incinerated the body completely, leaving no trace behind. The remaining two black-clad figures charged toward the demon commander.
Seeing that the situation had turned against him, the demon commander gritted his teeth and flew straight toward Tianxing Sect. If he kept fighting, he would die!
He had to find a place to recover. If other demons could buy him a bit of time, he'd be able to return and kill Yang Yun later.
But Yang Yun had no intention of giving him the chance.
"Pursue him!" he said coldly.
The two black-clad figures immediately gave chase. The five Tribulation stage cultivators hidden nearby followed Yang Yun's order and took off as well.
Yang Yun narrowed his eyes, his thoughts returning to the situation at Tianxing Sect. Though there had been some unexpected twists, overall, everything was still under his control. That demon was already at the end of his rope. He wouldn't stand a chance against Yang Yun's side.
Once that Mahayana was dealt with—
The rest of the demon force could be taken out easily.
They might have numbers, but Yang Yun had Mahayana cultivators.
No one could cross that gap in cultivation.
That kind of suppression was absolute.