Chapter 234: Chapter 198: Strike with Rage! The Leader of the Sky Demon Sect! (5.2K Big Chapter) _2

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Clang!

A fist shot out, the intense killing aura barreling towards him.

Having grown from a downcast soldier’s son to a chief capturer of the Six Gates, Lawlessness has gone through countless battles. His horrifying killing aura has nearly materialized.

In that instant when he made his move, his figure almost disappeared, being replaced by a domineering blast of fist wind.

Faced with this domineering and fierce fist force, Pei Xuanjing was not afraid. His fingers came together, he turned his hand into a palm, condensed countless purplish-blue thunders, and then slapped out with it.

The overwhelming momentum abruptly burst out as Pei Xuanjing’s profound True Qi circulated, setting off gusty winds around him.

The vast and enormous palm seal, carrying endless purplish-blue thunder, seemed to morph into millions of palm seals, enveloping Lawlessness.

Simultaneously, the Innate Thunder Gang Qi was operating, with a purplish-blue protective divine light covering his body,

The dominant fist force collided with the vast and enormous palm seal, the terrifying gusts of wind, like raging rivers, surging and sweeping in all directions.

With the collision at the center of the two people as the focus, the stone slabs on Long Street exploded and flew apart. All the martial artists who were watching from a distance were utterly horrified.

They couldn’t figure out why the first exchange of blows between these two would cause such a situation.

Meanwhile, the figure of Zhao Baiyang, leader of the Mire Sect and one of the causes of Pei Xuanjing and Lawlessness’s anger , also appeared in Tiandu at the same time that they began to cross hands.

Zhao Baiyang was still dressed in white, looking refined and elegant.

At this moment, he was standing in a pavilion, his gaze lead to no other place than the Martial Academy.

After that night’s assassination, the Martial Academy suffered heavy casualties.

Even though the Emperor later sent people to repair the academy, the master experts originally in it, after learning that they were only used to catch attention, didn’t want to stay and left one after another.

Since then, the once bustling Martial Academy returned to its desolate and vacant state.

However, many young martial artists still loitered in the distance, hoping to catch a glimpse of any distinctive features of the Martial Academy that had once hosted the renowned Slayer Taoist, Pei Xuanjing.

“Pei Xuanjing.” Zhao Baiyang looked at the distant Martial Academy with indifference and couldn’t help but think of Pei Xuanjing again.

“Has any news come?” he suddenly asked aloud.

“Master, today’s flying eagle hasn’t returned. But according to the message from yesterday’s flying eagle, Pei Xuanjing is now less than a hundred miles away from Justice Hall. If there are no accidents, he should arrive at Justice Hall today,” Yu Yiyao, standing by, said softly.

They had been following Pei Xuanjing and observing his movements all the time, relaying updates every day via a flying eagle.

“Good!” Zhao Baiyang nodded.

“It’S just a Pei Xuanjing, why make such a fuss?”, suddenly a voice full of disdain sounded from behind the two.

It turned out that there were others on the pavilion, The man who spoke wore a black brocade robe, with an ordinary face.

This man was the lord of the underworld, the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu, who had been invited by Zhao Baiyang. Of course, his appearance was not his true face, clearly changed by a face-changing skill.

“Heh heh.” Zhao Baiyang chuckled, not taking the Ghost Emperor’s words to heart.

Knowing the Ghost Emperor’s animosity towards Pei Xuanjing, he was aware that the former detested the latter, wishing to kill him as soon as possible.

However, in Zhao Baiyang’s view, the people of the underworld probably had not recently fought Pei Xuanjing and were unaware of how vastly his strength had changed.

Indeed, had Zhao Baiyang not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have dared to imagine the astonishing speed at which Pei Xuanjing’s strength had progressed, it was simply beyond belief.

How could the people of the underworld know such a thing?

Despite that, Zhao Baiyang had no intentions of revealing Pei Xuanjing’s current strength to the Ghost Emperor.

While the two were working together, it was only due to mutual benefit, not because of any close relationship between them.

As a matter of fact, the animosity between the two of them was probably just as intense as that between each of them and Pei Xuanjing.

Hence, Zhao Baiyang deliberately withheld information about Pei Xuanjing, hoping to see the latter give the Ghost Emperor a good tumble.

“I heard that this Pei Xuanjing emerged not long ago, but in a short period of over a decade, he has made a big name for himself. Many experts have been killed by him. It has indeed aroused great curiosity in me,” said a middle-aged man in grey next to the Ghost Emperor.

Having come out of seclusion only recently, he found that he was almost growing calluses from hearing the name Pei Xuanjing so often, which prompted him to look into the other party’s background.

Upon investigation, he found a veritable killing star, who had upset both the martial world and political arena. Clearly, Pei Xuanjing had risen by stepping over the bodies of countless experts.

In his view, Pei Xuanjing had indeed joined the wrong sect. He should not be a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect, but should belong to the branch of Holy Sect Seven Killings. Zhao Baiyang glanced at the middle-aged man and said, “Master will meet him one day.”

“Heh heh, I am very much looking forward to it,” the middle-aged man laughed.

The man, who called himself a master, was indeed of surprisingly high status. He was none other than Xue Wuheng, the sect master of the Sky Demon Sect, who was ranked among the top martial arts practitioners by Bai Xiaosheng.

Ever since the Slayer Taoist killed the Demonic Cult leader with thunderous momentum, the Demonic Cult had splintered and everyone went their own way, making it difficult to unite..