Chapter 2035: Blood Demon

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Misty Cloud Translations

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Misty Cloud Translations

At this moment, Feng Jiu who was up on the tree squinted and quietly looked at the demonic cultivators who had appeared out of the shadows below. She hadn’t expected to encounter demonic cultivators here, this had surprised her!

Blood Demon, one of the ten demonic cultivators under the Demon Lord’s command? This old man in the dark red robe?

She recalled that the information the Feng Guards had collected had mentioned that there were ten powerful demon cultivators under the Demon Lord. One of them was the Blood Demon. It had also been mentioned that the Blood Demon was easily recognisable because he liked to wear a dark red robe. There was once, his self-cultivation had gotten out of control, and ever since then, he had to drink human blood as a supplement otherwise his appearance would be that of an old man. Undoubtedly, he was the old man down below.

The information that she had received was that Han Rong would come to this Volcanic Forest. She hadn’t expected the Blood Demon to be here too. According to intelligence, the Blood Demon had the strength of a peak-stage Immortal Sacred cultivator. Why was he here?

Was Han Rong here too? Her heart moved slightly and her gaze flicked across the people down below. Her gaze fell on one of the men in black next to the Blood Demon and flickered slightly.

Han Rong!

He was wearing the same clothes and the other demonic cultivators, except that he wore a mask that covered the top half of his face. However, even though half his face was covered, for someone who had wanted to kill him a long time ago, she had no difficulty recognising him.

Killing intent rose in her heart, even though her aura was able to conceal it, it had attracted the attention of Zhuo Junyue who was on the same tree as her.

His eyes tilted slightly and fell on the young boy in azure robes, doubt crossed his eyes. Did he imagine it? Did he actually see a flash of murderous aura from the young boy?

“I didn’t expect Sage Hun Yuan to be in this small group, how surprising.” The Blood Demon said. Although his face bore a smile, his voice was sinister and was piercing to the ears.

“I’ve long wanted to experience Sage Hun Yuan’s Eight Trigram Palm. Sage Hun Yuan, since we have met today, shall we exchange a few moves?” His sinister voice was full of excitement. Although he had asked, he implied that he would exchange moves with Sage Hun Yuan no matter what.

Sage Hun Yuan glanced silently at the demonic cultivators in black around him, and his gaze finally fell on the Blood Demon. He replied: “There are many people who want to fight with me. I don’t show my Eight Trigram Palm easily to others. If you want to fight with me, you have to agree to a condition of mine.”

Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon chuckled and asked with great interest: “Do tell me what it is Immortal Lord.”

“If I fight with you and win with my Eight Trigram Palm, you will not touch a single person here! You must take your men and get out of my sight.” Sage Hun Yuan said in a calm voice.

When everyone heard Sage Hun Yuan’s words, their hearts warmed. He wanted to protect them and keep them alive! After all, in a fight against the demonic cultivators, unfortunately, only a handful of people would be able to survive.

However, the opponents were demonic cultivators, would they really let them leave if they lost? Everyone thought secretly with anxiety, tension and worry.

The Blood Demon’s eyes flickered and his head tilted back in laughter when he heard this: “Hahahaha! Sage Hun Yuan is indeed worthy of being the sacred symbol of the Immortal Sect! You’re still thinking about protecting the weak at this moment in time. This sort of heroic behaviour is what you righteous people like to do. Whatever, other than Sage, no one else in this group has caught my eye anyway so I might as well let them go.”