Descent of the Demon Saint

He forcibly drove away the absurd sense of unease in his mind!

“Nonsense!”

He sounded as though he were speaking to his subordinates, yet also as though he were desperately trying to convince himself.

“How could we possibly fail?!”

“You have to understand, our target in infiltrating Jingwu this time is merely to kill a freshman named Su Yu!”

“He’s only eighteen years old!”

“Even if his talent is monstrously high and he has comprehended the Form-Manifesting Spear Intent, he’s still only a Martial Master with a thousand points of vital energy!”

The more the Bishop spoke, the louder his voice became, as though he were plucking up his own courage.

“Shadow Blade’s failure last time was definitely because that old bastard Nie Changkong was protecting him from the shadows!”

“But this time—”

“Nie Changkong has already been lured to this stronghold by us!”

“Jingwu is defenseless!”

“We have several Martial Spirits attacking together to kill a single Martial Master. Even if he has another Martial King protecting him, so what?!”

“Under our desperate assassination attempt, he will undoubtedly die!”

The black-robed figures in the hall nodded one after another, their eyes filled with cruel killing intent.

Killing a freshman with a thousand points of vital energy.

It was like using a butcher’s cleaver to slaughter a chicken!

“Secondly!”

The Bishop turned around and gazed fanatically at the phantom above the altar, which radiated an aura of boundless destruction.

“How could Lord Demon Saint possibly have died?!”

“That is an supreme existence equal to the Human Martial Saints!”

“A calamity of destruction from the Abyss!”

The Bishop spread his arms wide, his voice reverberating thunderously throughout the underground hall.

“Even if the Martial Saint stationed in the capital comes rushing here!”

“He absolutely cannot kill Lord Demon Saint alone!”

“In a battle between equals, Lord Demon Saint’s Abyssal corruption has an overwhelming advantage!”

“Only if the Human Martial Saints assemble—at least three of them joining forces—could they barely hold Lord Demon Saint back and slowly wear him down to death!”

“Otherwise, Lord Demon Saint cannot possibly have any trouble!”

The Bishop’s analysis was logical and well-founded.

It was also the reason the Abyssal Cult dared to create such a massive disturbance in the outskirts of the capital.

A single Demon Saint was enough to tie down humanity’s strongest fighters!

And they could take advantage of the opening to infiltrate and kill humanity’s hope for the future!

“This operation…”

The unease in the Bishop’s eyes finally vanished completely, replaced by a terrifying, frenzied madness.

“The enemy is in the dark, while we are in the light!”

“The advantage is ours!”

“As long as Lord Demon Saint fully descends and holds Nie Changkong and the Human Martial Saint at bay…”

“We’ll immediately use the teleportation array to infiltrate Jingwu!”

“We’ll eliminate that brat Su Yu as quickly as possible!”

“Perhaps after completing this decapitation operation, not only will we suffer no losses, but we may even be able to withdraw unscathed!”

…

High above the ground.

The stealth fighter had already come to a halt directly above the abandoned industrial district.

“We’re here.”

Nie Changkong abruptly stood up.

The terrifying vital energy of a Martial Emperor surged through his body with a thunderous roar, like a mighty river rushing through its channel.

He glanced at Su Yu and the four Martial Kings.

His gaze was grim and murderous.

“Remember!”

“Once we go down, don’t waste a single word!”

“Kill anyone who resists on the spot!”

“Leave no one alive!”

The four Martial Kings rose together and drew the battle blades from their waists.

“Yes, sir!”

Su Yu also stood up.

He neither drew his blade nor took out his spear.

He merely stood quietly behind Nie Changkong, like a shadow devoid of any presence.

“Open the hatch!”

At Nie Changkong’s command, the hatch at the rear of the fighter slowly opened.

Whoosh!

The cold morning wind instantly poured into the cabin.

Nie Changkong took the lead. He was just about to leap from the aircraft and use the might of a Martial Emperor to blast apart the underground stronghold below.

However—

At the exact moment the hatch opened completely…

Boom!!!

An earth-shaking explosion suddenly erupted from the abandoned industrial district below!

Immediately afterward, a black pillar of light more than a hundred meters in diameter tore through the thick layers of earth.

It erupted into the sky like a volcanic blast!

Piercing straight into the heavens!

Terrifying Abyssal energy, as dense as a black tsunami, instantly swept wildly in every direction!

The surrounding air hissed sharply as it was corroded by the force.

Within a radius of several kilometers, every blade of grass and tree began to wither and rot at a visible rate the instant it came into contact with the black mist, eventually dissolving into pools of foul-smelling black water!

“What… what is that?!”

The scar-faced Martial King in the cabin suddenly widened his eyes and cried out in alarm.

The sheer scale and evil of this aura had completely surpassed their understanding!

How could this be a stronghold guarded by a Martial Spirit?!

The Abyssal corruption at this level would instantly eat through even a Martial King and reduce him to a skeleton!

Nie Changkong’s expression changed drastically.

His formidable perception as a Martial Emperor instantly pierced through the black pillar of light and reached deep underground.

The next second—

Nie Changkong’s heart violently spasmed.

“An Abyssal formation?!”

“No!”

Nie Changkong stared fixedly at the scene below, cold sweat instantly breaking out across his forehead.

His voice had turned hoarse from extreme shock.

“This pressure…”

“This damn thing isn’t a Martial Spirit at all!”

“It’s a Demon Saint!!!”

“Those lunatics from the Abyssal Cult actually summoned a Demon Saint in the outskirts of the capital?!”

The intelligence was wrong!

Worse, it was fatally wrong!

Nie Changkong had never imagined that he was coming to wipe out what he thought was merely a rat’s nest guarded by a Martial Spirit.

Yet the moment he opened the door, a prehistoric beast capable of destroying heaven and earth had crawled out from inside!

A Demon Saint had descended!

This was absolutely a catastrophe capable of overturning the entire capital!

“Retreat!”

Nie Changkong did not hesitate for even a moment. Martial Emperor astral energy erupted from his body, completely shielding the cabin.

“Raise the fighter immediately!”

“Notify the military! Notify the Martial Saint guarding the capital’s central command!”

“Quickly!!!”

The entire cabin descended into chaos.

The four Martial Kings also went deathly pale, as if facing an unparalleled enemy.

The black pillar of light shot into the sky, tearing apart the thin morning mist.

A terrifying phantom standing a thousand zhang tall rapidly solidified within the pillar of light.

Without a word—

The instant the Demon Saint descended, it attacked!

It slowly raised a pitch-black hand that blotted out the sky and pressed downward.

Boom!

The Abyssal Domain descended with a thunderous roar!

The space within a radius of ten kilometers seemed to have been filled with heavy mercury, becoming completely rigid!

The heavens and earth were sealed!

On the outskirts of the abandoned industrial district below—

The elite military forces that had been lying in ambush, preparing to assist Nie Changkong in closing the net, instantly met with disaster.

The violent black mist of the Abyss swept over them like a tsunami.

The military warriors at the Martial Master and Grandmaster realms did not even have time to scream.

The protective astral energy they were so proud of was as fragile as a sheet of paper before the black mist, collapsing at the slightest touch.

Flesh dissolved!

Those with weaker cultivation were transformed on the spot into pools of foul-smelling black water!

They died instantly!

At the same time—

At the capital’s central command.

A vast and boundless Martial Saint pressure suddenly shot into the sky!

“Abyssal energy?!”

“A Demon Saint has descended?!”

The Martial Saint stationed in the capital abruptly opened his eyes, shock and fury filling them.

Without the slightest hesitation, he tore open the void and rushed desperately toward the outskirts.

And he was not alone.

Nearly all of Kyoto’s high-ranking martial artists—Martial Kings and Martial Emperors alike—sensed that suffocating malice at almost the exact same moment.

One after another, they rose into the air and raced to the scene as streaks of light.

They knew very well what this was.

The aura of the Abyss!

The sworn enemy of humanity!

If the Abyssal aura spread into the urban districts, tens of millions of Kyoto’s citizens would instantly be transformed into mutated monsters!

High above the city,

the stealth fighter groaned with a teeth-grating screech of twisting metal as the Abyssal domain pressed in around it.

Nie Changkong’s Martial Emperor battle aura erupted around him as he desperately held the space inside the cabin together.

His face was as pale as paper.

An accident!

And an extremely dangerous one at that!

This wasn’t an operation to wipe out an enemy stronghold at all. It was a deadly trap that the Abyssal Cult had been plotting for a long time!

But the first thought that flashed through Nie Changkong’s mind wasn’t his own life or death.

It was Su Yu!

That peerless prodigy who had assumed the alias “Su Yuan” and carried the hopes of humanity’s future!

Nie Changkong suddenly bit through the tip of his tongue, forcibly spitting out a mouthful of vital blood to steady his wavering battle aura.