The Demigods’ Downfall

After vanishing for endless ages, the Demon Sect Founder reappeared in the world, and he did so with such high profile, ruthlessly slapping the Tiger Clan’s face and building momentum for Xiao Chen. It could be said that everyone present was stunned.

A figure of such terror, whose every word and deed carried immense weight, was so openly supporting a junior expert. This absolutely signaled his firm stance. Even though the Tiger Clan possessed a White Tiger Saint Emperor, he showed them no face whatsoever, declaring outright that he would kill them.

Many who had harbored designs on Xiao Chen, who had secretly been eager to make a move, immediately abandoned their intentions. Offend anyone you like, but not the Demon Sect Founder. The demon sect he founded had once stood alongside Buddhism, Chan, Jie, and other great traditions as one of the most powerful sects in the world.

Though the Demon Sect had long since fractured, every branch that split off remained a major sect shaking the world, such as the Undying Evil King lineage in the Southern Wastes and the Celestial Demon Palace lineage in Great Shang. The Undying Evil King and the Celestial Demon were fearsome beings who had dominated multiple eras, slaughtering gods and demons without number.

If the Demon Sect Founder wished to reclaim his dominions and rebuild the demon sect, these factions would surely flock to him. The sect’s fundamental vitality had never been shaken; it might even prosper more than before.

Of course, the most fundamental reason was the Demon Sect Founder’s own strength. He was an absolutely terrifying figure with the potential to become an Ancestral God.

“You… you dare do this?” The Tiger Clan demigods were thoroughly cowed. To say they were not afraid would be a lie. Though they were demigods, they were still human. Facing death, who could be without fear?

The Demon Sect Founder was backing Xiao Chen, going so far as to build momentum for him. This clearly meant he intended to make an example of them.

In the sky, the twenty young experts — each possessed nearly demigod-level strength. They did not wish to besiege the three, but their sects had commanded them. The Demon Sect Founder would return to their sects the secret manuals and treasures that had once been seized; they had to act.

Xiao Chen unfurled the Eight Aspect Worlds, leaving an afterimage on the spot, then materialized outside the encirclement, watching everything calmly.

“Time to go.”

Though the First of the Roman Empire wore a cheerful smile, his words carried a hint of icy menace. Since the ancient monsters of the religion had already spoken, they need only kill — no consequences to bear. What was there to hesitate about?

“No! The Tiger Clan will not forgive you!” The three Tiger Clan demigods were outwardly fierce but inwardly trembling.

“The Lord says: seal, destroy!” The First of the Roman Empire struck first. The ancient scripture in his hands flipped rapidly, and bright stars descended from the heavens, instantly sealing the four directions. Then they condensed into a stellar divine formation that shattered the void, grinding inward.

“How dare you, whelps!” The three Tiger Clan demigods were both shocked and enraged.

The answer they received was the combined strike of the twenty young experts.

Celestial Demon true energy flowed, distorting space. The woman from the Celestial Demon Palace guided a dragon with her delicate hand; a demon dragon pierced through space and charged into the fray.

Sword light soared to the heavens. The successor of the Ci Jian Sword Pavilion, with a heart of wisdom and a spirit attuned to the divine, split space with her immortal sword.

Sacred radiance illuminated all directions. A curse-speaker from the Roman Empire pointed to heaven with one hand and earth with the other, drawing a blazing beam from the sun itself, sweeping it toward the three demigods.

Killing intent charged the clouds. A female cultivator of the Roman Empire, clad in golden battle armor like a war goddess, swept her golden war spear diagonally, tearing the sky with its point.

Ghosts wailed, gods and demons shrieked in agony. The Flying Dagger successor struck. The dagger flew, heaven and earth lost their color, wind and clouds shifted. Phantoms of angels and devils appeared as the blade shattered the void and burst forth with blood light.

The spectators on the ground were utterly stunned. The ten strongest young experts of Great Shang and the ten strongest young experts of the Roman Empire had all struck together. They had waited days, eager to see these fighters display their terrifying divine abilities, but everyone had held back — until today, when all was unleashed.

The sky was completely masked by radiance. The void shattered entirely. Killing intent rolled across the ten directions, straight into the empyrean. The sky was drowned in the auras of the strong.

Celestial Demon force field, Ci Jian immortal sword, Sun Divine Light, Quran, Annihilation Dou Qi, Flying Dagger, Stellar Divine Formation…

Terrifying ultimate arts and mysterious divine abilities cascaded in a dizzying array.

Flying Dagger, Celestial Demon force field, Stellar Divine Formation simultaneously attacked one demigod. Space was instantly sealed. The dagger seized the soul, instantly piercing the Tiger demigod’s throat. The fierce, unmatched saber qi shattered even his head. The Celestial Demon force field wrenched his body to pieces in an instant. The Stellar Divine Formation contracted, turning the broken remains to dust, and the soul perished without even a trace of smoke.

On the other side, slaughter was equally horrific. The Quran locked space. The Ci Jian immortal sword directly cut a Tiger demigod in half at the waist. The Sun Divine Light swept down, and the remnant body and soul vanished into smoke, not a single mote remaining.

With so many people attacking, all wielding world-shaking divine abilities and stunning ultimate techniques, even a god might not emerge unscathed. The moment these experts struck, the outcome was already decided. Three screams lasted only an instant before ending abruptly.

Three demigods were slain in an instant!

Though they had prepared to die together with their enemies, the combined power of twenty experts smashed their divine abilities to pieces, then pressed the killing moves forward immediately, annihilating all three in body and soul.

It was that simple!

Each of these twenty possessed nearly demigod-level power. If their rare divine abilities were factored in, some could even slay a demigod alone. The result was entirely normal, yet it still shocked the crowd in the drill ground below to the core. After all, these were three living demigods, killed body and soul by a group of twenty-something-year-olds. People stared dumbfounded, unable to express the emotion churning within them.

After a brief silence came uproar and pandemonium.

The Tiger Clan lost all face today. The Demon Sect Founder stood up for Xiao Chen, completely ignoring the Tiger Clan. This was as good as proclaiming to the world that Xiao Chen was truly under his protection.

The Tiger demigods who had come to Yin Capital had thus all fallen — a bitterly desolate ending. Yet no one lamented them. On the contrary, many cursed their names. This showed how unpopular the Tiger Clan had been for many years.

The twenty experts in the sky showed no excitement, for this meant nothing to them. They were about to descend when —

“Whoa! Handsome older brothers, pretty older sisters, don’t run away…” The two little dolls, delicate as fine porcelain, flew over.

Hearing this, everyone halted. No one underestimated these two seven- or eight-year-old girls. How many could call the Demon Sect Founder “uncle”?

The First of the Roman Empire smiled amiably, kindly: “Lovely little angels, is there something you need?”

“Yes!” Both little girls spoke in unison, their fair cheeks glowing as their bright eyes blinked with cunning light.

“What is it?” The First of the Roman Empire maintained an easy smile.

“Handsome older brothers… we want to catch you and take you home.”

At these words, the First of the Roman Empire’s smile instantly froze, because the two little dolls were not just talking — they were actually pulling open a huge bag, about to catch people.

“It’s the Three Realms Bag!”

Someone cried out in alarm.

“A treasure bag said to be able to hold vast seas and all things in the world!”

The two little dolls were exaggeratedly tugging at a giant sack many times larger than themselves. The enormous bag contrasted sharply with their small, delicate forms, looking utterly absurd and comical. The bag kept expanding, seemingly covering heaven and earth.

“So many handsome older brothers; it makes my mouth water.”

“I want that one who chants ancient scriptures and summons stars — he can do magic tricks for me every day. That one who throws flying daggers can mow my lawn every day. That pretty fairy sister can comb my hair every day. That enchanting demoness sister can do my makeup every day…”

Two little girls wore dreamy expressions, their big eyes sparkling.

As soon as the Three Realms Bag was recognized, everyone changed color and fled in all directions. Being caught by the two little dolls would be too humiliating.

“Don’t run! I like handsome older brothers and pretty older sisters!”

What sort of figures were these people? All were elite experts of two great empires, the “Top Ten.” Naturally, they had exceptional skills. The Three Realms Bag was not originally a tool for catching people, and it was already damaged, lacking its former power. In the end, not a single person was caught, leaving the two little girls to pout.

“Broken bag, it’s fake. Uncle Demon Sect Founder tricked us!” The two little girls landed in a remote corner and were about to throw away the exaggerated bag.

“Wait… wait!” At that moment, the perverted man Jin Sanyi rushed over. No longer dressed as an assassin, he was now in fine silk robes, oily and sleek, with a lecherous smile plastered on his face. He did not look like a good person, his peach-blossom eyes shooting roguish glances. “Uncle will… will take you… you to see… see goldfish. Oh, no no, I’ll swap… swap goldfish for… for your broken bag.”

“You again… creepy uncle.”

“Perverted uncle.”

“Uncle is… is a good man.” Jin Sanyi tried to appear as amiable as possible, his lecherous eyes constantly sliding over the Three Realms Bag.

“What are you going to trade? We have seven-colored divine fish at home; we don’t want goldfish.”

“What do you… you want? Oh, no… don’t tell me, it’s definitely handsome older brothers. How about me?” The pervy man struck a cool pose.

“A bit pervy…”

“Wait, I’ll… I’ll go catch you a songbug!”

In an instant, Jin Sanyi dragged over the confused Niu Ren, and without a word, with pure villainy, kicked Niu Ren into the Three Realms Bag from behind, then grabbed the bag tightly.

“How… how about it?” The pervy man grinned slyly. “This is… is a top-quality item! A songbug with… with horns — have you ever seen one?”

“You pervy scumbag! Selling out friends for advancement, stabbing people in the back! When I get out, I’ll make you pay!” Niu Ren cursed from inside the bag.

“Don’t like fat songbugs.” Both little girls shook their heads.

“Wait, I’ll… I’ll catch another one!”

With a “whoosh,” Jin Sanyi vanished. Soon he came back carrying a person on his back and tossed him unceremoniously to the ground. “How… how about this songbug? This… this is a prince — even though his kingdom is… is already lost.” The pervy man grinned, stepping on the back of the man lying on the ground, and continued boasting, “I’m… I’m a good man. I’m trading a prince for… for your broken bag.”

“Don’t listen to him! This pervy scumbag is a thug!” The man on the ground had an Eastern face but was born with Western golden hair, looking like a charlatan. He swore solemnly, pointing at heaven: “I swear by the Sun God, every word I speak is true. Merciful Supreme Sun God will never forgive this thug! He robs, murders, kidnaps young girls… he commits every evil.”

“Who are you?”

Looking at the half-breed in front of them, the two little girls blinked their big eyes, curious.

“I am Totti, the legendary Totti, the most upright, kind, and brave Totti.” Though he was stepped on by Jin Sanyi, the charlatan’s face was solemn, and he swore with conviction.

“He’s… he’s a punk! A… a stinking pervert!” Jin Sanyi curled his lip disdainfully. “A noble lady commissioned me… me to catch him. I know all about his… his past.”

“Nonsense! I am the honorable, noble, and exalted Prince Totti!” The charlatan kept pointing at heaven and earth, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

“Bull… bullshit!” Jin Sanyi summed it up in five words and smacked Totti’s head without hesitation. “Hon… honorable? Up… upright? No… noble? Bull… bullshit!” He curled his lip in disdain. “At six… six he peeked at his big sister bathing, at eight… eight he peeked at the neighbor aunt changing, at ten… ten he stole his sister-in-law’s underwear. At twelve… twelve he learned to pick up girls and was beaten into a swollen pig’s head. From then on, he aban… abandoned proper work, trailing behind women’s butts all day. But… but by eighteen, he still hadn’t managed to pick up a single girl. In the end, a forty-year-old milf seduced him. This time, I’m… I’m acting on commission from that milf to catch you.”

“Lies! All lies! That venomous woman wants the secret of the Sun God’s blood! That’s not it at all!” The charlatan, having been exposed, became furious and embarrassed.

“Heh heh…” Jin Sanyi cackled sleazily. “Fi… finally forced it out of you! If you don’t cough up the secret of the Sun God’s blood, I’ll trade you for the broken bag. Little girls, do you… you want this songbug?”

“No, we don’t like yellow-haired punks.” Both little girls spoke in unison.

“Good… good taste!” Jin Sanyi raised a thumb. “Wait, off to… to trick some high-grade songbugs!”

He kicked Totti into the Three Realms Bag and then vanished in a flash.

Soon, Qilao, Yuwen Feng, A Shui, A Bing, Yan Qingcheng, and Huo Niao were all brought over by Jin Sanyi. He even shamelessly dragged Dugu Jianmo along.

“So many handsome older brothers… drool.”

Jin Sanyi was utterly depraved. He grabbed the Three Realms Bag and, without a word, simply “killed his acquaintances.” At such close range, the group had no time to guard against it before they were swallowed by the sky-covering bag.

“Pervy man!”

“I’ll kill you, you pervy man!”

Jin Sanyi shamelessly held the bag, not stuttering at all as he transmitted his voice inside: “I’m doing this for your own good. Those two little girls’ father is definitely at least a Half-Ancestor. If you go with them, the benefits will be endless.”

The two little girls smiled sweetly: “Deal!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two beams of divine light suddenly swept toward Jin Sanyi. The two little girls cunningly smiled and sealed him.

“D-d-don’t! I’m not… not handsome!”

Bam!

A large foot came from behind, kicking Jin Sanyi into the bag. Though the bag’s mouth was briefly opened, the people inside could not charge out; a holy power held them bound.

“Xiao… Xiao Chen, you son of a… a bitch!” Jin Sanyi cursed angrily.

Xiao Chen lifted the bag and said to the two little girls, “Let’s go. That should be enough people.”

“Uncle Demon Sect Founder said the more the merrier.”

“Right! The ones Uncle Demon Sect Founder picks out, we’ll take.”

“No more fooling around. Let’s move.” Xiao Chen shot into the sky first.

The two little girls followed, transforming into beams of divine light as they flew into the distance.

“Ooh la la, I am the happy, exquisite little fairy…”

“Ooh la la, I am the clever, rabbit-eared little witch—”

The two girls were lively and mischievous. As they flew, they sang cheerfully, darting back and forth, chasing each other, leaving a trail of joyful arcs across the sky.

On a distant cloud, a towering figure stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes held an unspeakable weariness, as if they could see through all the affairs of the world.

Seeing Xiao Chen and the others approaching from afar, a faint smile appeared on his face. “You’ve come.”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve. Heaven and earth went dark, wind and clouds shifted in an instant, and Xiao Chen and his group were instantly transported away from Yin Capital, appearing in an unknown place. A colossal divine island floated in the sky above. Looking up, billions of starlight shone down as if they had come to the end of heaven.

The ten young experts of Great Shang and the ten young experts of the Roman Empire had long since departed. A golden-haired youth, no more than eleven or twelve years old, shot here like a meteor. He scanned the surroundings, gazing at the drill ground with regret. “I smelled the auras of many strong fighters. A pity — I came too late. But… they only just left. That Xiao Chen, I will definitely find him!” He forcefully brushed aside the golden hair like sunlight on his brow, and a vertical eye at the center of his forehead leaped restlessly!

Thus ended the great battle of that day. The crowd dispersed slowly, but the news spread across the continent by every means in the first moment.

The news was undeniably shocking. Xiao Chen’s name resounded through the world. With the Demon Sect Founder backing him, it was impossible for him not to be noticed by all sides.

A great wave swept across the continent.

In Heavenly Emperor City of the Southern Wastes, the master of Yan Qingcheng in the Undying Sect chuckled: “Good. Three years ago, my elder brother saw far. Though he came late that night, he was firm in striking that sword.”

When Hai Fanyun, the head of the Hai family, heard the news, he froze on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

The elders beside him changed expressions simultaneously. “That kid’s potential is so great? He can tie with the top ten young experts of Great Shang and stand equal with the future gods cultivated by secret arts of the great religions? He actually cultivated such a terrifying divine ability…”

“This time, he killed a Tiger demigod with his true strength…”

“The Demon Sect Founder really has ties with him. He spoke up for him. What do we do?”

Hai Fanyun stood dazed for a long time before calming down. “Summon all the elders for a council.”

Of the four Tiger demigods sent out, three young experts and only the icy, frosty woman escaped back to the clan. She brought the latest news she had heard.

In the Central Plains Tiger Clan, Hai Yunxue stood by a window, gazing at the myriad flowers contending in beauty outside. Her heart was at ease. Just then, she saw the icy woman fly over the garden and rush inside. She immediately called out with a smiling voice: “Little sister, have you brought good news? That so-called Xiao Shishui is definitely Xiao Chen. I suppose he has already been slain by the elders, hasn’t he?”