“Hhk… hhk…”

Yue Gonggui's throat was full of blood, and his eyes were all but bulging out of their sockets. He strained with everything he had left to turn and look behind him.

But he had only turned halfway when the huge Calamity Kirin head dropped to the ground in one piece, raising cloud after cloud of dust with a thunderous crash!

Holding the black-gold edge, Shen Yi methodically took apart what was left of the demon body until he could lift the treasure armor off whole. Only then did he stow the demon's flesh and blood and the armor in the thumb ring on his finger.

Sky Dragon Devours the Sun went back to the shape of a long saber. Beads of blood seeped in through the gaps between the dragon claws, and the whole blade turned blacker still, like an endless night.

It had cut through armor that even a late-stage Heaven Realm great demon trusted completely. This Demon-Sovereign weapon was far beyond anything a White Jade Capital Dao weapon should be able to do.

Next to the Yin-Yang Birth and Extinction pendant, which An Yi embodied, the saber didn't have many flashy tricks. Like Ke the Thirteenth, whose bloodline kept growing purer, its one advantage was that it was sharp enough.

Shen Yi put the saber away without a second thought. Standing deep inside the black cloud that filled the sky, he lowered his hands and looked back.

“……” Heavy breathing filled the air. The sect masters had all gone deathly pale—not because of what the young man had just killed, but because…

The Myriad Demon Hall and the Yue family alike were giants no Xihong cultivator dared to cross.

And now, with two tigers at each other's throats, someone had dared to use the chance to settle a private grudge of his own. The nerve and the strength it took to treat them both as if they didn't matter were what truly shook them.

Anyone normal who had killed two of the Yue family's sons—even someone unafraid—would have had no need whatsoever to stroll over at…