125: The demons gathered to discuss countermeasures

Immediately after, a purple light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, attacking the Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator.

That purple light contained pure spiritual power and carried an awe-inspiring righteous aura, forming a stark contrast with the Devilish Qi of the Demonic Cultivator.

The Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator's expression changed abruptly; he hurriedly retracted his claws and circulated his Devilish Qi to defend.

With a "bang," the purple light collided with the Devilish Qi. The Demonic Cultivator was shaken, retreating repeatedly, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Who is it?" the Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator roared, his gaze turning toward the direction from which the purple light had come.

A group of Cultivators dressed in Flowing Cloud Sect attire was rushing over. Leading them was a woman in a purple dress. She was beautiful and had an extraordinary temperament; it was none other than Zi Ning.

Beside her followed an elderly man with white hair. The aura on the old man was steady and powerful; he was clearly an Elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

"People from the Flowing Cloud Sect!" The Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator's expression became grave. He had not expected the people of the Flowing Cloud Sect to appear so suddenly.

Zi Ning walked to Yang Kai's side and asked with concern, "Yang Kai, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Thank you, Senior Sister Zi Ning, for arriving just in time." Yang Kai let out a sigh of relief, his tense body finally relaxing.

The white-haired Elder swept his gaze over the Demonic Cultivators present, his eyes filled with killing intent: "You Demonic Cultivators dare to commit evil deeds here! Today, this old man shall act on behalf of the heavens and eliminate you scourges!"

As he spoke, the Elder circulated his spiritual power, and a long sword appeared in his hand, its blade shimmering with dazzling light.

He swung it toward the Demonic Cultivators, and a massive Sword Qi swept toward them.

Seeing this, the Demonic Cultivators scattered to avoid it, but the range of the Sword Qi was simply too vast. Many Demonic Cultivators were still struck by the Sword Qi, instantly collapsing to the ground and losing their breath.

The Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator wanted to flee, but was blocked by Zi Ning.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Zi Ning snorted coldly, and a folding fan appeared in her hand, with a purple lotus painted on its surface.

She fanned it gently, and countless purple petals attacked the Demonic Cultivators. The petals contained powerful spiritual power, completely sealing off the Demonic Cultivator's retreat.

The Core Formation Stage Demonic Cultivator snorted coldly; Zi Ning's methods naturally could not stop him. However, just after he cast a spell to break Zi Ning's technique, the grand Sword Qi of the Flowing Cloud Sect Elder slashed down upon his head. The gap between the two was immeasurable; he was directly blasted into powder, dead beyond all doubt.

Seeing that their leader was dead, the remaining Demonic Cultivators were terrified, their souls flying away and spirits scattering. They tried to escape, but were intercepted one by one by the other Flowing Cloud Sect Cultivators and were quickly wiped out completely.

After the battle ended, Zi Ning walked to Yang Kai's side and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be able to escape from that demonic den this time and even save so many people. You've truly performed a great service."

Yang Kai smiled and said, "It was all just luck. If Senior Sister hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have been in grave danger."

Elder Bai also stepped forward and nodded at Yang Kai: "You did very well and did not let down the Sect's expectations. Leave these villagers and children to us; we will send them back to the Du Pang Dynasty safely."

Upon hearing this, a heavy stone in Yang Kai's heart was lifted. He cupped his hands toward the Elder and Zi Ning and said, "Thank you, Elder. Thank you, Senior Sister."

Subsequently, the Flowing Cloud Sect Cultivators began to clear the scene and comfort the frightened villagers and children.

Yang Kai looked at everything before him, his heart full of emotion. Although this experience was dangerous, it was ultimately safe despite the scares. Not only had he investigated the traces of the Demonic Cultivators, but he had also saved so many people; it could be considered a trip well spent.

A moment later, everyone had finished tidying up and walked toward the direction of the Du Pang Dynasty.

In the night, the figures of the Flowing Cloud Sect Cultivators gradually faded into the distance, leaving behind a messy battlefield, recounting the intense battle that had just taken place.

The night was as dark as ink, and the lingering heat of the battlefield on the border of Wusong County had not yet dissipated.

Three black shadows swept quickly across the ground, looking at the messy battlefield with eyes full of panic.

"Boss, look at these Sword Qi marks!" One of the Demonic Cultivators stood beside the corpse of a Demonic Cultivator that had been split in two, his fingers trembling as he brushed over the wound on the body, which was glowing with a pale blue spiritual light. "And the lingering aura on this; it must have been the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect who attacked!"

"Stop dawdling!" The scarred-faced leader of the Demonic Cultivators kicked him. "Hurry and report the situation here to the Elders of the Four Demonic Sects—the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect have already reached the border; I'm afraid our affairs can no longer be hidden!"

The three did not dare to delay and turned into three black shadows, galloping toward the northwest.

That was the stronghold temporarily chosen by the Four Demonic Sects—Black Wind Valley.

The valley was covered in black fog all year round. On the giant stone plaza at the bottom of the valley, nearly a hundred Demonic Path Cultivators were gathered at this moment, their Devilish Qi rising into the sky, dyeing the moonlight above the valley a dark purple.

On the high platform in the center of the plaza, four black stone seats were arranged in a square.

Sitting in the head seat on the left was a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe. His face was cold and stern, and the words "Demonic Sect" were embroidered on his cuffs. He was the convener of this meeting, Chen Liufeng.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, and the Devilish Qi at his fingertips condensed into tiny black snakes, winding and moving along the armrest.

Sitting on the right was Blood Sect Elder Tu Tian. He was immersed in a dark red robe, with three crescent-shaped blood blades hanging at his waist. When he spoke, it sounded like blood foam rolling in his throat: "Elder Chen, our plan was discovered by the Flowing Cloud Sect before it even began. Now the situation is critical. Whether we go or stay, your Demonic Sect must come up with a plan."

Opposite him was Bone Sect Elder Wu Chang, an old man so thin he was nothing but a skeleton. He wore bone armor pieced together from the remains of Yao Beasts, and every step he took made a "clack-clack" sound. Standing beside him was a bone staff a zhang high, with a huge skull embedded at the top, and ghostly green flames dancing in its eye sockets: "Old Demon Tu Tian is right. Elder Chen, your Demonic Sect acted arbitrarily, insisting on setting the meeting place right under the nose of the Flowing Cloud Sect. Now that it's messed up, if we don't evacuate, once that person arrives, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave even if we want to."

Sitting on the last chair was Soul Sect Elder Qian Lü. She wore a translucent gray gauze dress, and beneath the hem of her skirt, one could vaguely see countless tiny soul threads swimming. A soft, feminine voice sounded: "Our Soul Sect has the weakest foundation; it is impossible for us to risk it with you. Now that the intelligence has leaked and a sneak attack is no longer possible, I suggest that everyone consider this carefully."

"Enough!" Chen Liufeng spoke suddenly, his voice as cold as a steel blade quenched in ice. The black Devilish Qi wrapped around him exploded instantly, pressing the candlelight down to the size of a bean. "This plan was decided jointly by the Four Demonic Sects. If we just disband so unclearly, I don't know if you will be able to answer to your superiors when you return, but in any case, I, Chen, cannot. Those who don't want to do it can leave now!"

Everyone looked at each other, not expecting that this Chen Liufeng, at this moment, was not only not trying his best to persuade them, but was also so tough, as if he were afraid they wouldn't leave.

"If no one is backing out, then stay and listen to my next plan!" After a long while, Chen Liufeng's gaze swept over the faces of the several Elders, and then he said leisurely.