The blood-red rainbow from the Celestial Demon Blood Transformation morphed into an Evil Dragon in the sky. Having absorbed the Essence Blood of too many Demons at once, its aura surged powerfully.
Yang Jing formed a Spell with his hands. The Evil Dragon let out a long, unwilling cry before flying back into his palm, transforming into a Treasure Pearl that weighed as much as a mountain.
He casually stored the Treasure Pearl in his Treasure Bottle.
This Blood Pearl, a fusion of thousands of Demon Bloods, was an excellent material for both Alchemy and Artifact Refining.
Under the terrifying pressure of the Celestial Demon Blood Transformation, the Wild Demons in the sea were jolted from their craving for the Dragon Blood and began to flee in droves.
Even though the Demon Saints at the rear repeatedly sounded their horns, they couldn’t stop the Wild Demons’ rout. Only the least intelligent Demons, driven by simple instinct, continued to attack the Flying Boat under the horn’s influence.
Yang Jing flew out from the Flying Boat and summoned his Celestial Waterfall Sword.
"Fellow Daoist Wood Palace, please wait here a moment and watch me slay these Demons."
Wood Palace True Monarch’s eyes widened. Although he had personally witnessed Yang Jing use the Instant Sword Technique that day, the two Nascent Soul Demon Kings had died so quickly that he hadn’t been able to discern the technique’s true subtleties.
Today, these eight Nascent Soul Demon Saints were all long-famous and possessed extraordinary Power. Their names were known even in the Central Continent, so they would surely allow him to get a good look at the intricacies of the Instant Sword Technique. Perhaps he could even comprehend some of the ultimate principles of Swordsmanship from it.
After witnessing the horror of the Celestial Demon Blood Transformation, the eight Nascent Soul Demon Saints dared not be careless and immediately activated their Demon Array.
Boundless Demon Qi condensed into multicolored Demon Clouds, enveloping all the Demon Soldiers and Generals within the Demon Array before coiling around the Demon Saints’ True Bodies.
With the support of the roiling Demon Qi, the Demon Saints’ True Bodies immediately swelled again, growing to over two hundred feet tall. They stood upon the azure waves like mountains.
"Yang Jing, you only achieved Nascent Soul Formation a few days ago, and you already wish to make enemies of us Demon Saints? If you obediently hand over that Core Formation disciple of yours, we might just spare your life!"
A Demon Saint with the head of a whale and the body of a man spoke in a booming, muffled voice.
His body was the largest among the Demon Saints, already approaching three hundred feet in height. He wore a suit of chain mail and wielded a long-handled greatsword.
’It’s obvious that a Cultivator from the Thousand Islands Alliance sold my information to these Demon Saints. But the Cultivator behind this is extremely cunning, intentionally withholding certain details to ensure both sides suffer heavy losses.’
The Thousand Islands Alliance had been dealing with these sea Demons for ten thousand years. Yang Jing would never believe they didn’t have secret contacts.
"Spare my life? You should worry about saving your own first."
Yang Jing channeled his Magical Power, and the Celestial Waterfall Sword unleashed an incomparably sharp Sword Gang, which transformed into a giant sword over seventy feet long.
After reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, his Magical Power was on a completely different level.
The giant sword hanging before him radiated a terrifying sharpness, an aura that suggested it could cut through anything.
Those Demon Saints were no fools. On the contrary, they had incredibly rich combat experience, having fought not only amongst themselves but also countless times against Outer Celestial Demons and Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
"Boss Whale, something’s not right!"
The moment they saw this Sword Gang, they knew this newly ascended Nascent Soul True Monarch was a truly fearsome opponent.
The next moment, with a deafening ROAR, the giant sword vanished.
’Not good!’
The whale-headed Demon Saint was horrified; his Spiritual Sense was screaming warnings at him.
He only had time to raise his long-handled greatsword to protect himself.
In the next instant, a thin line of blood appeared on the whale-headed Demon Saint’s body, diagonally slicing him in two.
BOOM!
The long-handled greatsword, cut in two, fell into the sea, followed by the massive upper half of the giant whale-headed Demon.
Demon Blood gushed from the two halves of his body like a waterfall, staining a large swath of the sea crimson.
The Demon Cloud coiled around him instantly dispersed as the array’s core was broken. Countless Demon Soldiers and Generals tumbled chaotically into the sea. They had no idea what had happened, but when they saw the whale-headed Demon Saint’s corpse, they let out terrified cries.
Wood Palace True Monarch’s eyes flew wide, and he stood up in a daze.
He could see that even without a profound technique like the Instant Sword Technique, that single sword strike could have easily slain the whale-headed Demon Saint.
There wasn’t even anything particularly sophisticated about it. It was purely a matter of his Magical Power being strong enough and his Flying Sword being sharp enough.
’This level of Magical Power, this kind of Swordsmanship... just how did he cultivate it...?’
The other Demon Saints were even more shaken than Wood Palace True Monarch. If the whale-headed Demon Saint couldn’t block that strike, there was no way the rest of them could either.
"That damned Old Crane tricked us! Run!"
A Demon Saint roared, channeling his Demon Power to flee. But no matter how fast he was, how could he possibly outrun a Flying Sword that could teleport?
The next moment, the Flying Sword appeared in a flash and severed his demonic head.
In an instant, two of the eight Demon Saints were dead. For a technique like the Instant Sword Technique, killing Cultivators of the same Realm was as easy as turning over one’s hand.
The six remaining Demon Saints reacted in various ways. Some summoned their Demon Clouds, preparing for a desperate, last-ditch fight. Others turned and fled immediately, hoping the other Demon Saints would buy them enough time to escape.
Flashes of Sword Light shone one after another, and the Demon Saints were all decapitated, utterly powerless to resist.
A dead silence fell over the Flying Ship Fleet. The many disciples under Wood Palace True Monarch watched as the Demon Saints, figures they could only look up to in awe in the past, were slaughtered as easily as livestock.
The sight nearly caused the worldview they had constructed to shatter completely.
’Can a Sword Cultivator truly become this powerful?’
A disciple secretly glanced between Yang Jing in the distance and his own master close by. Though both were Sword Cultivators of the Nascent Soul Realm, the gap between them was as vast as the heavens and the earth.
Jade Poison Great Saint felt exactly the same as Wood Palace True Monarch’s disciples. Watching the Demon Saints, whose Cultivation was on par with his own, being slain without any ability to fight back, his heart nearly burst with terror.
Suddenly, he grabbed the Black Fish Demon Saint fleeing beside him and thrust him forward as a shield.
The next moment, an incomparably sharp Qi Mechanism stabbed at him, forcing his eyes shut. The struggling Black Fish Demon Saint in front of him abruptly went still.
Jade Poison Great Saint opened his eyes to find that the Black Fish Demon Saint’s head had been severed and was staring back at him with a look of terror and despair.
He stumbled back several steps and tossed the Black Fish Demon Saint’s corpse aside, only to see the Flying Sword that had claimed the lives of countless Demons floating silently before him.
As if struck by inspiration, he suddenly dropped to his knees and began kowtowing repeatedly.
"Senior, your Magical Power is boundless! This lowly one is willing to submit to you and serve as a mere guard beast. I beg you, Senior, to spare this lowly beast’s life."
Fearing that Yang Jing would lose his patience and strike him down, Jade Poison Great Saint hastily added:
"This humble one possesses the Soaring Snake Bloodline, so I’m no common Demon! If Senior finds a Snake Demon for me to breed with, I can certainly produce Spirit Beasts with the Soaring Snake Bloodline for you. They would be priceless!"
Yang Jing hovered in mid-air, a complex expression on his face as he watched Jade Poison Great Saint’s pathetic display.
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