Chapter 907 - The Dragons Trigger Point (1/2)

Chapter 907: The Dragon's Trigger Point

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

It happened too quickly. From the sound to the flash of the light, everything happened in an instant.

The surrounding Demon soldiers could not react to the purple light that was moving towards Yun Qingwu. They could only stare with their eyes widened.

“Young lord!”

“Young Lord, dodge!” The shocked voice of the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race was heard. Meanwhile, thick red light started radiating from his body.

His Sabre rose up in the sky.

Without any hesitation, he sliced down on the purple light.

With his powers, he was unable to win the purple light in terms of speed. However, since the sword light came from the entrance of the village and he was right in front of Yun Qingwu, he had the opportunity to block the purple light.

“I will not allow you to hurt Young Lord!” The Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race roared and sliced down on the purple light with all his might.

However, when he was about to slice his Sabre down, he realized, to his horror, that the beam of purple light was much faster than what he had expected.

Before he could slice down on the purple light, it had already reached his face.

Slas.h.!.+ The purple light cut through the flames on the Vice Domain Chief's body and then penetrated his body without any pause in between.

Humm! Like the dragon, the sound of the sword echoed through the valley. It was both the sound of excitement and a furious roar.

Yun Qingwu was slightly stunned and looked surprised. However, she did not dodge like what the V of the Demon Race told her to.

It was getting closer and closer!

Just as the purple light was an inch away from Yun Qingwu's throat, a slender arm that was covered in black scales grabbed the purple light.

In terms of speed, the speed of the arm was much faster.

However, this ridiculous method shocked those around it. After all, it was the sharp purple light that had penetrated the body of the Vice Domain Chief.

Hiss! A sharp and eye-piercing sound was heard. It was the sound of the collision and rubbing of metals, accompanied by sparks.

It was an exaggerated scene.

What was more exaggerated was that the arm, after having grabbed the purple light, spun together with it and stopped in mid-air.

“Hmm??” A confused and surprised voice was heard. Meanwhile, violent wind blew away the black clothing covering the arm as well as the cloak on the head of a black figure.

It was a woman that looked extremely bewitching. She looked younger than 20 years old and had a pair of dual-colored eyes with green and red iris.

“Looks like someone has made a fool out of herself for being too brazen?” As she exclaimed, another figure appeared right in front of Yun Qingwu.

The black cloak was lifted, revealing a face that was as cold as snow, along with sharp features and an expression that caused one to shudder in fear.

It was a male.

Furthermore, it seemed like this man was sneering at the woman.

As he sneered, he made a punch with his fist towards the beam of purple light that was intertwined with the woman's arm.

Bam! The purple light tilted and fell from the palm that was covered in black scales. It turned into a long sword that flowed with purple radiance.

Boom! The long sword penetrated into the ground.

The Demon soldiers were completely stunned.

They were elites who had experienced cruel trainings, yet it never came across their minds that a sword could be so powerful.

It was so fast!

It was so powerful!

Whose? Whose sword was it?!

The Demon soldiers shuddered uncontrollably as they stared at the vibrating long sword in the ground.

The sword had clearly came from the entrance of the village. However, despite the far distance, it had directly penetrated the body of the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race and forced the man and woman beside Yun Qingwu to attack together.

This was a thought that struck the Demon soldiers immediately.

However, very quickly, they saw the real appearance of the long sword. It was a sword that was not too fanciful but a familiar one.

“Traceless Sword!”

“It's Fang Zhengzhi!”

“Fang Zhengzhi returned?!”

The person and weapon that the Demon soldiers were the most familiar with were none other than Fang Zhengzhi and the Traceless Sword respectively. After all, they were a legend in the battlefield of the Southern Region.

Using his sole powers, Fang Zhengzhi turned the tides of the battle in the Southern Region and resulted in the only loss of the Demon Race's Half Sage, Can Yang. He was also the respected mentor of Yun Qingwu.

Terror, astonishment.

The Demon soldiers feared because in a mere two years' time, the teenager who had battled in the battlefield of the Southern Region seemed to have grown again with terrifying powers.

Another reason why they were astonished was because of the man and woman standing in front of Yun Qingwu. Although they had not seen them before, they were shocked by the fact that the woman was able to grab the sword with her bare hands.

“Could they be the Demon Deity?!” Although the Demon soldiers knew about the arrival of the Demon Deity, their status did not allow them to know about the entire truth. Therefore, they were not aware of the numbers and ident.i.ties of ancient powerful individuals who had walked out of the Gate of G.o.d of the Realm of Monsters and Demons.

“I have already said that I don't want to come and yet you dragged me here. Look now, these bunch of b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are treating me as a Demon! I am obviously a cla.s.sy Monster!” The woman appeared extremely unhappy as she took a look at the astonished Demon soldiers surrounding her.

“Did I ever drag you?” The man said coldly

“Woah, so you are refusing to admit after you finish fooling around? Also, how dare you say that I am being brazen… I am superior!” The woman raised her chest casually after she spoke.

“…” The man kept silent.

Meanwhile, the surrounding Demon soldiers were completely astonished.

There was a type of pride called the pride of the powerful. However, after the woman spoke, the Demon soldiers could not feel this pride at all.

“Monsters?!”

“So this are the ancient powerful monsters that walked out of the Gate of G.o.d of the Realm of Monsters and Demons?!”

“…”

The Demon soldiers really did not know how to respond. After all, the perception that powerful individuals are superior had grown in them. The disparity between their perception and what they had witnessed was too large.