In Qian Ye’s eyes, a mysterious figure was hunched over, treading carefully, passing before him. This figure was quite handsome, his beauty surpassing that of the human race, yet now, with his light steps and gleaming eyes, he was clearly up to no good.
This enigmatic individual didn’t hide himself too deliberately; his form only seemed to blur at times, blending with the surroundings. But in truth, it was far from simple. In the eyes of ordinary powerful beings, this figure left not moving images but rather still figures. Additionally, he didn’t leak any aura, making him invisible to the perception of the powerful. Even if seen from afar, he would be mistaken for a rock. In this aspect, it was similar to Qian Ye’s bloodline concealment, and in practical skill, even surpassed it.
Yet, he seemed fully engrossed in something, completely oblivious to Qian Ye’s presence nearby. In Qian Ye’s true vision, a faint black mist trailed every step he took, revealing his movements.
“Ah, a demon spawn,” Qian Ye sat up straight, calmly taking out Zang Xin and aiming at the suspicious figure a kilometer away.
Normally, it would be best to capture such a demon alive, but this one was immensely strong. Moreover, since Eiden had already reached the neutral ground, there were likely more demons. There would be plenty of chances for a live capture later.
Without hesitation, Qian Ye fired as the figure disappeared once more. When the mysterious demon reappeared, the origin bullet was already upon him!
Aven’s entire attention was on the girl, so he never expected a sudden origin bullet after a routine flash. The power of this bullet made him instantly aware of the threat of death!
In a life-and-death moment, Aven cast aside all pride. Intricate patterns appeared on his forehead, and his robe suddenly inflated like a protective sphere.
The origin bullet hit Aven directly, shattering his robe, and the impact sent him flying. After several rolls, he barely managed to stand, obviously heavily injured.
Aven’s face was pale, and a layer of frost covered his eyebrows and pupils. Looking down, he saw his abdomen still bleeding. It took three pulses of demonic energy to stop the bleeding. The power of the shot was unimaginable, and without the robe, he might have been forced to use his final means of escape.
But the robe was destroyed, a high-grade secret treasure now gone, robbing him of an additional lifeline.
Anger flashed in Aven’s eyes as he glared in the direction the shot came from, eager to see who dared to ambush him. Though heavily injured, he still had several secret treasures, giving him the power to fight back. The attacker must have expended a lot, and if possible, Aven wouldn’t mind killing him.
Turning, Aven spotted Qian Ye a kilometer away, surprising him. He expected the shot to come from no more than 500 meters, and the range made him reassess the gun in Qian Ye’s hand.
But the greater the distance, the greater the expenditure. Aven was surprised Qian Ye was still standing. Smirking, he decided whether to kill or severely injure Qian Ye as a lesson.
Killing Qian Ye now seemed uninteresting, so Aven resolved to break one of Qian Ye’s arms.
As Aven pondered, Qian Ye’s aura suddenly surged, rapidly ascending to its peak!
Aven couldn’t believe his eyes, nor understand what was happening.
Qian Ye, shocked that his shot hadn’t killed Aven, worried he would run like Eiden. Instead, Aven approached, confident he could handle Qian Ye even injured.
“What a fool!” Qian Ye thought. With no delay, he poured essence blood from the Black Book, instantly entering the Blood Boil state, boosting his condition.
Aven was dumbfounded, torn between running and maintaining his dignity as a demon heir. His indecision cost him; Qian Ye charged, sword in hand, delivering a fearsome strike.
The air whistled as Dongyue cut down. Aven, alarmed, pulled out a crystalline dagger to parry, but Dongyue resisted, barely trembling.
Realizing the strength, Aven dodged, attempting close combat. Aven was confident in his skills, but Qian Ye didn’t shy away, clashing head-on.
The collision left Aven reeling, while Qian Ye landed a punch to Aven’s chest. Aven blocked, elbowing Qian Ye’s arm, turning the tide.
Their fierce duel blended their forms, drawing awe from even divine generals. Both exhibited techniques beyond their cultivation.
Initially silent, the battle soon filled with thunderous impacts. Qian Ye’s pupils turned blue, attacks faster and heavier. Dongyue became both shield and weapon, displaying countless variations.
Aven, suffering under Qian Ye’s overwhelming force, felt restrained by a web, making his movements awkward.
Despite Aven’s prowess, he was barely holding on. Qian Ye, changing tactics, focused on small opportunities.
Aven struggled, Qian Ye’s relentless style targeting even minor gains. Aven, enraged, tried to retaliate but found Qian Ye’s body too tough, only adding to his own injuries.
Aven realized the futility, but too late; Qian Ye struck, landing a seemingly harmless punch. Aven, dazed, belatedly understood as the force seeped into his skin.
Crying out, Aven activated a belt, forcing Qian Ye to leap back. A golden aura emanated, leaving a fine wound on Qian Ye.
Glaring, Aven departed quickly, and Qian Ye didn’t pursue.
The next day, the old marquis and other demon elders gathered, finding Aven bruised and missing many treasures. The elders, relieved he wasn’t seriously injured, listened as Aven dismissed the risks with a swollen eye.
Tai Sui Yellow Amulet Paper FuLu Taoist Love Talisman Traditional Chinese Spiritual Charm Attracting Love Protecting Marriage