Chapter 101: The Pathetic Ancient Demon Power Jia

Ge Qian removed the Tianting Sect's attire and changed into ordinary clothes. He activated the hidden divine power of the Earth Spirit Pearl, concealed his aura, making it appear as if he were merely a Qi Refining fifth-layer cultivator, and then descended the mountain.

Gu Mo Li Jia flew through the air while cursing that the star wind would not have a good death. Internally he seethed with hatred: wait until I return to Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, cultivate and recuperate, restore my strength, first slaughter all the low-level disciples of your Tianting Sect, make you a lone commander, and that beautiful junior sister of yours, Qin Chu Chu.

Thinking thus, Gu Mo Li Jia's eyes were filled with lust. I will abolish her cultivation, play with her to my heart's content, strip her clothes, and let my disciples enjoy this human delicacy.

Just as Gu Mo Li Jia's mind was full of lewd scenes, suddenly a figure stood motionless in mid-air ahead, his stature sturdy and tall, clad in a black robe, with demonic qi swirling around his face, his features unreadable, yet his oppressive pressure was heaven-shaking, so powerful it made one suffocate, probably at the peak of the Infant Transformation great completion realm.

Gu Mo Li Jia's heart tightened, cold sweat breaking out. It was a disaster; even drinking a mouthful of cool water would get stuck in the teeth. If not for using the Blood Light Escape twice, relying on the Demon Dragon Blade, he still had the strength to fight. Now he did not even dare to think about it.

However, on the surface his momentum was majestic, and he coldly said, "This Dao friend, I am Gu Mo Li Jia, a Ten Thousand Demons Envoy under the Witch Demon King, about to return to report. What purpose do you have in blocking me?"

Gu Mo Li Jia quickly brought out the Witch Demon King to bluff, using a tiger to intimidate with its might, to bolster his courage. Perhaps the other would fear the Witch Demon King and not dare to act against him. Thinking of this, he felt a surge of anger: himself, he was just played by that damned kid. If not for fearing Death Scythe Moon Shadow Qianqing, he would have captured that kid and not have been injured. This time he would also test if this trick works.

The person did not buy it. He snorted coldly and said, "The Witch Demon King is indeed very powerful, but it is far away, stop boasting. If you are sensible, hand over the Demon Dragon Blade, I can spare your life? Otherwise, you will taste the pain of soul and spirit being sucked dry?"

Gu Mo Li Jia, upon hearing this, his heartbeat seemed to stop. He knew that those who possess the Demon Dragon Blade are not many. The person naming it wanted the Demon Dragon Blade; it seemed he knew him well. Even if he handed it over, the other would not let him go, and to cover this up, they would kill him as a witness.

His heart turned resolute, and a half-broken blade appeared in his hand, pitch black like ink, with demonic qi condensing on it.

His eyes revealed determination, and he waved the Demon Dragon Blade in his hand: "Dao friend is too confident. With the Demon Dragon Blade in hand, my strength will double. It is better to perish together. To take advantage here is simply wishful thinking. Do you have the guts to come at me?"

The black-clothed person shook his head and sighed, "What a fine broken blade it is, pity the bright pearl thrown into the hands of a waste like you, truly wasting a divine object. Fortunately, I encountered you today. From now on, I am the master of this broken blade. I will restore your former glory. As for this waste who desecrated your dignity, I will take his blood to wash away the humiliation?"

With that, he raised his hand, and a pitch-black demon blade with a handle of three feet and a blade of seven feet appeared out of thin air. Supreme demonic might surged into the sky, the sharp blade edge flashing with red light. As he lightly waved it, bursts of dragon roars echoed.

Gu Mo Li Jia's hand trembled unconsciously, his heart shattered, and he said fearfully, "The other two-thirds of the Demon Dragon Blade? In your hands, who exactly are you?"

"Who I am? The dead have no right to know? Die, Demon Dragon Slash Soul?" With that, the black-clothed person, the broken blade in hand erupted with a dragon howl, a dragon-shaped crescent light circle instantly appeared above Gu Mo Li Jia's head, suppressing it fiercely.

Li Jia grabbed the broken blade with both hands, using all his magic power, and roared, "Break it for me?"

A huge demonic dragon's claw reached out to the light circle.

"Boom" a earth-shaking explosion rang out, Gu Mo Li Jia was instantly thrown a hundred zhang away, his body covered in blood, his breath chaotic, and he smashed heavily to the ground, immediately dust and sand flying everywhere.

The black-clothed person shook his hand and said, "Overestimating yourself, receiving my move, Destruction Dragon Flames?"

A black demonic fire sprayed out, turning everything it passed into nothingness, the high temperature burning all things, rushing straight at Li Jia on the ground.

Gu Mo Li Jia, clutching the half-broken blade, barely holding on, looked at the incoming demonic flames in despair and said, "Let's go to hell together! Which one, Gu Mo Cataclysm of All?"

Li Jia's body instantly expanded ten zhang, writhing and rolling, turning into a black sphere, and exploded with a bang, the heaven-shaking power sweeping in all directions.

The self-explosion power of an Infant Transformation realm Gu Mo's body can level a giant mountain. Facing this power, the black-clothed person clearly shrank his pupils, but he held the Demon Dragon Blade in front of his body, and countless demonic dragon scales and armor formed a shield.

The shockwave was blocked in front of him, and his body involuntarily retreated a hundred zhang, and finally the shield shattered. A small amount of power was swept away by his big sleeve.

A broken blade was thrown a thousand zhang away, about to fall, while a three-inch high Nascent Soul immediately teleported away, disappearing in a few flashes.

Facing the Nascent Soul's teleportation, he could do nothing. Cultivators at the Infant Transformation realm all condense a Nascent Soul in their dantian. As long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed, one cannot die.

Moreover, the Nascent Soul has the divine ability of teleportation, which can briefly traverse space, with speeds that are unimaginable. Apart from Spirit Refining period cultivators, no one can catch up. However, losing the body is extremely dangerous. Cultivation cannot progress inch by inch and must be remade in the body to re-seek the Great Dao.

The black-clothed person snorted coldly, "You are quite clever, self-exploding your body, Nascent Soul teleporting away? But daring to have ideas about my daughter, sooner or later I will kill you?"

With that, he transformed into a demonic qi hand, reaching out to grab back the distant half-broken blade.

Looking at the broken blade in his hand, he laughed wildly, "I Gu Mo Ji finally collected all the Demon Dragon Blades. Just wait ten more years, Xue'er will wake up. Once she helps repair the Demon Dragon Blade, then I can practice with it at the Spirit Refining stage. Once I advance to the Spirit Refining realm, I can summon the spirit of the ancient Demon Dragon to fight for me. All the Witch Demon King, Ten Thousand Demons King, He Changqi will be stepped on under my feet. At that time, I will take back my daughter. The Death Scythe, combined with the Demon Dragon Blade, will become one. Who in this world will be my opponent? I will be the true invincible one?"

With that, he stepped into the air with rolling demonic qi and left.

At this time, Ge Qian arrived at a cultivation city called Tianting City. This city was built in less than a hundred years and has become famous. It is said that the behind-the-scenes boss of Tianting City is the Beast Taming Sect. It can be seen that the Beast Taming Sect has ambitious ambitions, with a tendency to dominate the other four sects.

Tianting City occupies ten thousand mu, with countless shops inside, many wild cultivators coming and going, buying or selling, the prosperity level not inferior to the Five Peaks City.

Ge Qian walked in the city, purchasing many talismans and cinnabar.

Suddenly, he felt a familiar back view. A Foundation Building early-stage cultivator walked past from the side. Ge Qian's divine sense probed, revealing a smile, and he walked over, patting the other's shoulder.

The person turned back and saw Ge Qian, immediately beaming with joy and saying, "It is you, the benefactor. How did you come to Tianting City?"

"Oh, I came out to experience and gain more experience. I did not expect to encounter you, Liu Jie?" Ge Qian also smiled slightly.

Ge Qian encountered Liu Jie, the one he rescued from the small sect.