The Demon Eye of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 33 Attack

Mu Chunfeng stepped out of the courtyard, released his divine sense to investigate for a moment, found Wu Xuan's location, and quietly followed him.

At this time, Wu Xuan had already left the Qin residence. Today happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, bustling with people and filled with a festive and lively atmosphere.

Looking at the bustling scene before him, Wu Xuan's eyes flashed with impatience. He snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the sparsely populated alleyway next to him.

After walking for about half an incense stick's time, two masked men suddenly emerged from the alleyway and blocked Wu Xuan's path.

At the same time, footsteps sounded behind him, and two masked men and a young man in brocade robes slowly approached. It was the young master of the Qin family.

Wu Xuan slowly turned around, his gaze turning icy as he looked at the young master of the Qin family.

A sinister glint appeared on the young master of the Qin family's face, and he sneered, "You're in cahoots with that Han guy, aren't you? Men, give him a good talking to."

No sooner had he finished speaking than four masked men, rubbing their hands together, pounced on Wu Xuan.

A hint of contempt flashed in Wu Xuan's eyes. With a slight movement, he knocked down the four masked men and the young master of the Qin family in just a few breaths.

After finishing with them, Wu Xuan didn't do anything else, just stood quietly watching them.

The men were terrified. Seeing that Wu Xuan didn't continue to attack, they scrambled away and fled in a sorry state, not daring to utter a single harsh word.

Wu Xuan watched their retreating figures without giving chase, only coldly saying, "Come out, stop hiding."

No sooner had he finished speaking than three fireballs shot out from behind him, carrying a scorching heat, heading straight for his back.

Wu Xuan reacted extremely quickly, turning around instantly and summoning his magical artifact to block in front of him.

"Bang!"

The fireball exploded with a roar, scattering sparks everywhere. The scorching heat blackened the surrounding walls and sent up a thick cloud of smoke.

As the smoke cleared, a burly man in black robes slowly approached. His gaze fell on Wu Xuan, and a slight smile played on his lips: "I didn't expect you to be so magnanimous, fellow Daoist. If it were me, I would have killed all of these ants."

Wu Xuan's expression was icy, his gaze fixed on the man in black robes, and he said in a deep voice, "And who are you?"

The man in black robes did not answer his question. Instead, he looked him up and down, seemingly talking to himself: "Foundation Establishment stage, unfamiliar face, can't tell his background. It seems that you are the person we are looking for."

Wu Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, thinking of the Black Fiend Sect in Yuejing. Knowing that the newcomers were not friendly, he said no more. He gathered magic power at his fingertips, and a long sword flew out instantly, carrying a chilling sword aura, straight for the throat of the black-robed man.

The man in black robes remained calm. He raised his hand and firmly held the flying sword between his fingers. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the flying sword "thudded" into the ground beside him, its blade still trembling slightly.

Wu Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly formed hand seals, urging the flying sword to break free of its restraints and fly back into his hand.

However, the man in black robes simply used his magic to control the flying sword firmly in the air, causing the sword to tremble continuously.

The two secretly clashed, and the air rippled as their spiritual energy collided.

A moment later, the black-robed man withdrew his magic and flung the flying sword back, his tone tinged with doubt: "Strange, with your cultivation level, how could you have injured Tie Luo after his demonic transformation?"

Wu Xuan dodged and caught the flying sword, but the residual force on the sword made his hand go numb. He was secretly shocked – the black-robed man's strength was far greater than he had imagined.

He suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, I have no grudge against you. Let's call it a day. If we continue fighting and things escalate, we'll inevitably suffer heavy losses, which would be a losing proposition."

The man in black robes sneered, "Hmph, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Then he shouted, "The Leaf Snake is yours!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a slender figure leaped out from behind the man in black robes and charged straight at Wu Xuan.

The man wore a mask, had a ferocious face, and withered yellow skin. He was Ye She, one of the four Blood Servants of the Black Fiend Sect.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan dared not be careless in the slightest. He formed hand seals and once again urged his flying sword to pierce Ye She's chest.

But Ye She's movements were extremely unpredictable. At the critical moment, he twisted his body slightly and easily dodged the flying sword's attack. Then, in a flash, he arrived in front of Wu Xuan and punched Wu Xuan hard in the chest.

"Bang!"

Wu Xuan grunted, staggered backward from the punch, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He endured the excruciating pain in his chest, maneuvered his flying sword to circle once in the air, then flew back into his hand. He then swung the sword, unleashing a sharp sword aura that shot straight at Ye She.

The two instantly became entangled in combat, their sword energy crisscrossing and their figures intertwining.

Leaf Snake's movements were unpredictable and his moves were vicious. Although Wu Xuan was not weak, he was clearly no match for Leaf Snake and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

In no time, Ye She seized an opening and kicked Wu Xuan hard in the abdomen, sending him flying into the air.

Before Wu Xuan could regain his footing, a gust of wind swept across the back of his neck, and the Leaf Snake had already arrived above him.

Leaf Snake stomped on Wu Xuan's chest, causing him to plummet downwards.

"Thump!"

Wu Xuan crashed heavily to the ground, severely injured and spitting out blood.

He struggled to get up, but the leaf snake pinned him down, preventing him from moving.

He looked up at the man in black robes, his tone a mixture of doubt and anger: "I say, have you mistaken me for someone else?"

The man in black robes stood not far away, his tone indifferent: "It's alright, a mistake is a mistake. The sect leader is at a critical moment of breaking through in seclusion. Instead of wasting your Foundation Establishment cultivation, you should use it to lend the sect leader a hand."

Having said that, he looked at Leaf Snake and said in a deep voice, "Leaf Snake, take him down!"

"Don't even think about it, you freak!"

Wu Xuan roared and, with his last ounce of strength, maneuvered his flying sword to fly from afar, aiming straight for the leaf snake's back.

The leaf snake quickly took flight to dodge the attack of the flying sword.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Xuan stood up, caught the flying sword, and leaped into the air, unleashing a powerful "Splitting Mount Hua" strike that cleaved the leaf snake.

Just then, the man in black robes waved his hand with his magic power, and several dark green vines suddenly shot out from the ground, like venomous snakes, and tightly bound Wu Xuan, who was still in the air, making him unable to move.

Seeing this, Ye She flew forward again, trying to take the opportunity to capture Wu Xuan.

Just at this critical moment, a long sword gleaming with fiery red light suddenly rushed out from behind Wu Xuan, moving with lightning speed, and instantly severed the vines wrapped around Wu Xuan.

The longsword continued its momentum, thrusting straight at the leaf snake.

The man in black robes and the leaf snake were shocked. They quickly circulated their spiritual power and together condensed a spiritual power barrier in front of them.

"Bang!"

The longsword slammed into the barrier, causing a surge of spiritual light that shattered the barrier instantly. The sword's momentum remained undiminished, slicing straight across the leaf snake's neck.

"Pfft!"

The leaf snake's head fell to the ground with a thud, and blood gushed out.

The longsword circled once in the air before thrusting towards the man in black robes again.

Before the man in black robes could even be shocked, he quickly summoned a set of circular magical artifacts to block the longsword for a moment. Then, he retreated rapidly, gathering his magical power in one hand and forming a hand seal. Several vines, even thicker than before, shot out from the ground, forming a solid defensive wall.

The sword light struck the vines, was momentarily blocked, and then pierced through them, continuing its thrust towards the man in black robes.

The man in black robes narrowly dodged to the side, the sword flash grazing his shoulder and tearing his robes, leaving a wound.

At this moment, Mu Chunfeng had already walked to Wu Xuan's side. He made a hand seal with one hand, and the long sword instantly flew back into his hand. It was the Luan Hong Sword.

The man in black robes was panting heavily, his gaze fixed on Mu Chunfeng, his tone tinged with apprehension and doubt: "Sir, could you be the one who injured Tie Luo?"

Mu Chunfeng shook his head, his tone icy: "What copper or iron armor? I've never seen it before. However, you dared to injure my senior brother; today, I will not let you go!"

Mu Chunfeng knew that this person was the Qingwen Daoist whom Han Li had met at the Tai Nan Small Gathering, but he had already joined the Black Fiend Sect.

His original purpose in following Wu Xuan was to eliminate Qingwen and Yeshe ahead of time. Now that Yeshe is dead, Qingwen is next.

Upon hearing this, Qingwen panicked. Although Ye She was his friend, he was wary of Mu Chunfeng's strength and dared not demand an explanation. He immediately apologized, saying, "Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I mistook you for someone else. I didn't know this fellow Daoist was your senior brother. I'm so sorry for offending you, please forgive me!"

Mu Chunfeng sneered, her tone full of mockery: "Oh? A misunderstanding? That's not what you said just now. You said 'If I'm wrong, I'm wrong.' In that case, I'll 'accidentally' kill you this time, how about it?"

After saying that, a flash of light appeared at Mu Chunfeng's waist, and with a wave of his hand, ten giant tiger puppets and ten bow and arrow puppets flew out instantly and landed steadily.

As his attention was drawn to the puppets, the giant tiger puppet roared and charged straight at Qingwen, while the bow and arrow puppet drew its bowstring, and a barrage of tiny arrows formed from spiritual energy rained down on the black-robed man.

Qingwen was instantly surrounded by puppets and could only use his magic weapon to continuously defend against their attacks. For a time, he was in a sorry state and unable to hold on.

At this moment, Wu Xuan lay on the ground, his voice weak but filled with gratitude: "Junior Brother Mu, thank you so much."

Mu Chunfeng waved his hand and said calmly, "It's alright. I was just worried that my senior brother would encounter people from the Black Fiend Sect in the city, so I came to check. I didn't expect that my senior brother would actually run into two demons. Naturally, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing."

Wu Xuan nodded, his gaze falling again on the blue tattoo, his tone grave: "I was a bit stubborn about what happened before, but junior brother, you must capture this person and absolutely cannot let him go back to report."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wu."

Mu Chunfeng nodded in agreement, his tone carrying a hint of certainty, "Today, he has no way to escape!"

He manipulated the puppet again, intensifying the attack.

Qingwen was forced to retreat step by step by the puppet, and he had already suffered several wounds. It looked like he was about to be unable to hold on.

"Damn it, you forced me to do this!"

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his body surged with crimson spiritual light, shaking the surrounding puppets back several feet. His body was filled with bloody energy, and he let out a hoarse roar—he was actually about to activate a secret technique to undergo demonic transformation!

Mu Chunfeng stood in front of Wu Xuan, who could not see him. A flash of purple light appeared in Mu Chunfeng's eyes, and a condensed divine sense attack was instantly launched, striking Qingwen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Qingwen was fully activating the demon transformation technique when, caught off guard, his sea of ​​consciousness suffered a severe blow, causing him excruciating pain. The crimson aura around his body instantly dissipated, and his demon transformation was interrupted.

Mu Chunfeng seized the opportunity and directly controlled the Luanhong Sword to swiftly stab forward. The Luanhong Sword, carrying a sharp sword aura, pierced through Qingwen's heart in one strike.

"thump!"

Qingwen collapsed to the ground, twitched a few times, and then died.

Mu Chunfeng breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had interrupted Mu Chunfeng's demon transformation. If Mu Chunfeng had succeeded in his demon transformation, it would have been difficult to kill him completely unless he was completely destroyed.

He walked to the corpses of the leaf snake and the man in black robes, skillfully took the storage bags from their waists, and then flicked his finger, sending out two fireballs that burned the two corpses to ashes.

After the flames died down, two beads the size of ordinary pills were left on the ground, one green and one yellow, which were the two evil pills.

Mu Chunfeng raised his hand and inhaled, drawing the two evil pills into his hand. After examining them carefully, he casually put them into his storage bag.

He walked to Wu Xuan's side, helped him up, and slowly walked towards the Qin residence.