Rolling black mist erupted from all around Jiang Yuechu.
Inside the hall, the fourteen Demon Emperors all changed countenance simultaneously.
Banshan Demon Emperor was the first to react.
He pulled a silver spear from his back, the tip pointing directly at Jiang Yuechu.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor's expression also shifted drastically; his folding fan snapped open as Demonic Qi gushed out like a tide.
But they were ultimately too slow.
The thousands of demon souls that had been entrenched within Jiang Yuechu's acupoints shrieked as they surged out all at once.
The waves of sound converged into a tide, shaking the entire ancient tree hall violently.
Elder Mangshan stood up abruptly.
His withered face darkened completely.
He finally understood.
What "getting acquainted."
What "walking together within the Xirang Lineage in the future."
It was all nonsense!
This woman, from the very beginning—
from the moment she stepped onto Qingwu Mountain—
had never intended to let a single demon leave this hall alive!
"You brat!!!"
Elder Mangshan's eyes bulged with rage, his raspy voice exploding through the hall.
"This Emperor treated you with fine wine and meat! How dare you commit such a rebellious act on my Qingwu Mountain!"
"Do you truly believe that by killing one Heavenly Bamboo, you can run rampant in the Yu Mountain Great Range?!"
As his voice fell,
Elder Mangshan's stature ballooned.
Grayish-white fur exploded forth and his fangs bared as he transformed into his true form, a Mangshan Ape.
His massive body made the hall teeter on the verge of collapse.
The other fourteen Demon Emperors also rose up in fury.
Demonic Qi reached the heavens.
A one-horned demon named Iron Horn was the first to charge out, his iron-gray scales standing on end as he rammed toward Jiang Yuechu.
Jiang Yuechu didn't even spare him a glance.
She raised her right arm.
Boom—
The Great Black Heaven dharma idol suddenly unfolded behind her.
Black mist wings that blotted out the sun burst through the hall's ceiling.
The ancient tree's root system cracked inch by inch, debris pouring down like a rainstorm.
Simultaneously,
five distinct glows lit up from deep within her skin.
Silver light like the moon.
Blue light like the sea.
Gray fire of the underworld.
Flowing purple intent.
Blazing flames burning the sky.
The foundation of five types of heart material was fully revealed at this moment.
The five-colored brilliance intertwined, condensing into a ceaselessly flowing curtain of light around her.
The Iron Horn demon's body slammed into that curtain of light.
He couldn't even hold out for half a breath.
Pfft.
Without even having time to scream,
he turned into a shriveled husk and crashed to the ground.
From charge to death,
it had been less than two breaths.
The demons in the hall gasped.
For the first time, a look of horror appeared on the pale face of the Profound Scale Demon Emperor.
He was a cautious sort; seeing Iron Horn die instantly, he immediately retreated, fleeing frantically toward the hall's entrance.
But the black mist had already sealed off all exits.
Profound Scale Demon Emperor slammed headlong into the black mist.
He turned back in terror.
He saw that black-robed figure slowly approaching.
Five-colored lights flickered around her.
"You... don't come any closer..."
"Kill her!!!"
Banshan Demon Emperor roared.
The silver spear, carrying demonic power that could topple mountains and Overturn Seas, thrust toward Jiang Yuechu's throat.
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor also struck at the same time.
The folding fan snapped open, transforming into a massive dragon-serpent shadow that opened its bloody maw to bite down on Jiang Yuechu's head.
The Twin Dragons joined forces.
As expected, they lived up to their reputation.
The moment the two forces met in mid-air, they actually produced a mysterious resonance.
Their might surged several times over.
Even Elder Mangshan looked on with joy in his eyes.
But Jiang Yuechu simply raised her hand indifferently.
The tattoo on her wrist suddenly lit up.
Nine earthy-yellow Flying Swords broke out from her body.
Buzz—
A sword formation took shape.
Banshan's silver spear pierced into the sword net.
The spear shaft suddenly stalled.
Immense pressure crushed inward from all directions.
Banshan Demon Emperor's expression changed drastically, veins bulging on his arms as he tried his best to pull the silver spear back.
But those nine Flying Swords had already locked the silver spear in a death grip.
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor's dragon-serpent shadow lunged close.
Jiang Yuechu pressed her right hand down into the air.
A magnificent golden seal condensed out of thin air.
Boom—
The dragon-serpent shadow was smashed by the golden seal and shattered instantly.
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor groaned as blood leaked from his nose and mouth, his body flying backward.
Seeing this, Banshan's eyes turned blood-red.
He let go of the silver spear and charged forward bare-handed.
His fist wind whistled.
Jiang Yuechu stepped aside to dodge.
With a backhand punch, she struck the Banshan Demon Emperor squarely in the chest.
His skin split as a brilliant red glow erupted.
The power of the crimson crescent blade surged through his body.
A bloody hole the size of a bowl exploded in the Banshan Demon Emperor's chest.
He looked down at the hole.
His face was full of disbelief.
"Im... possible..."
Jiang Yuechu did not give him a chance to finish.
Her left hand gripped the top of Banshan's head.
Rolling black mist instantly enveloped him.
She was actually directly extracting his demon soul!!!
"Brother!!!"
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor screamed shrilly.
He charged forward recklessly.
But what greeted him was the Banshan Demon Emperor's drained husk.
Jiang Yuechu casually tossed the husk aside, slamming it into the Overturn Sea Demon Emperor.
Overturn Sea Demon Emperor caught his brother's corpse, his whole body trembling.
The demon soul was forcibly extracted... such that even the Primordial Spirit had no time to escape.
What a vicious method!
He looked up, his narrow eyes bloodshot.
"I will kill you—"
Before he could finish,
a blood-colored crescent moon swept across the air.
In the next moment,
before his Primordial Spirit could even flee,
a sharp whip-kick whistled out.
It instantly smashed his Primordial Spirit to pieces.
The Twin Dragons.
From joining forces to both being dead, it had taken barely ten breaths.
Annihilated.
Profound Scale Demon Emperor had gone completely mad, desperately trying to find an exit.
But he found that under the black mist, even escaping had become a luxury.
He turned his head.
The hall full of Demon Emperors was decreasing at a hair-raising speed.
A green-scaled snake demon had just summoned its true form, but before it could act, it was split from head to toe by a blood-colored crescent moon.
The two halves of the body fell to the sides, entrails spilling all over the floor.
The Primordial Spirit had just emerged half an inch.
The black mist wrapped around it and swallowed it whole.
Another burly bear demon crossed its arms in front of itself, trying to tank that golden seal.
Boom.
Both arms were snapped.
The golden seal crushed its crown, smashing its entire head into its chest cavity.
Profound Scale Demon Emperor's pupils contracted violently.
He saw that black-robed figure walking among the hall full of demons.
Unhurried.
One could even say she was taking a leisurely stroll.
With every step, a Demon Emperor fell.
With every fall, the black mist in the air grew thicker.
"Elder!!!"
Profound Scale Demon Emperor roared hoarsely, pinning his last hope on the Mangshan Ape that had already transformed into its true form.
Elder Mangshan was indeed moving.
The massive ape body lunged within the collapsing hall, its fists like two mountain peaks carrying his entire cultivation as they smashed down toward Jiang Yuechu's back.
The ground cracked.
The airwaves overturned all the remaining tables and chairs in the hall.
But those fists ultimately failed to land.
The nine earthy-yellow Flying Swords suddenly shifted formation in mid-air.
Elder Mangshan's face was distorted as he struggled desperately to break free.
But the pressure of that sword formation was terrifying.
Jiang Yuechu turned around.
Her pitch-black eyes were filled with indifference.
The hair on Elder Mangshan's entire body stood on end.
He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and seen countless fierce and brutal characters.
But he had never seen such a gaze.
"You... what on earth are you..."
Jiang Yuechu did not answer.
She raised her right leg.
And kicked Elder Mangshan in the chest.
The massive ape body flew backward, crashing through the hall's last intact wall.
Debris flew everywhere.
Elder Mangshan struggled to crawl up from the ruins, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, his withered face full of fear.
"I am an Elder appointed by the Xirang Lineage! You killed Heavenly Bamboo, and The Main Seat still turned a blind eye... but if you kill me as well..."
"The Main Seat will never let this matter rest!"
Yuechu walked slowly out of the ruins.
Five-colored brilliance flowed incessantly around her.
She looked down at this blood-covered old ape.
"Finished?"
Elder Mangshan was stunned.
Before he could figure out what was happening,
a magnificent golden seal had already condensed out of thin air.
Boom—
The golden seal fell upon his head.
Elder Mangshan's spine was forcibly smashed into a curve.
His knees hit the ground, shattering the stone slabs.
He tried his best to stand up.
But the weight of the golden seal piled on layer after layer.
"No..."
Jiang Yuechu reached out her right hand, her fingers gripping Elder Mangshan's crown.
The Great Black Heaven Body Forging Scripture operated frantically.
Elder Mangshan's shrill howls echoed through the Qingwu Mountain range.
It lasted for three breaths.
The howling stopped abruptly.
A shriveled ape corpse slumped onto the ground.
Within the ruins of the hall,
of the original fourteen Demon Emperors,
only four were still breathing.
Profound Scale Demon Emperor slumped against the black mist barrier, no longer even having the strength to stand.
The other two low-rank Demon Emperors huddled together, shivering.
And in a corner of the hall,
that silver-haired old woman had not moved a single step from start to finish.
She just stood there.
Her body hunched, her hands tucked into her sleeves.
Her vertical pupils calmly watched the blood-soaked floor.
Jiang Yuechu tilted her head slightly.
"You're not running?"
The old woman slowly shook her head: "If I wanted to run, I wouldn't have walked in just now."
Jiang Yuechu's eyebrows twitched slightly.
The old woman raised her vertical pupils, meeting the gaze of the blood-covered girl in front of her.
"The reason I came today was simply to see for myself exactly what kind of thing this demon is, who dares to be so overbearing in the Yu Mountain Great Range..."