They’re All Demons!

According to the chef, Second Master Tang was known to be audacious and somewhat reckless. He seemed like the perfect target for Qin Huai’s purposes.

After bypassing the prefecture overseer’s manor, Qin Huai located the residence of Second Master Tang. The grand property stretched over several acres and featured tall structures and more than ten opulent palaces. One palace, fashioned entirely from green jade, was likely as luxurious as an emperor’s dwelling.

Qin Huai activated blood burst, and more than thirty blood-red tiger wolves materialized from his body. Like a spectral figure in red, he vaulted over the wall and infiltrated the palace grounds.

Rumble!

Successive explosions echoed throughout the palace, punctuated by the anguished cries of the palace occupants. Qin Huai, standing atop the wall, surveyed the debris of bodies left in the aftermath.

His expression turned icy when he noticed that half the deceased experts from the palace had sprouted a pair of gray wings after dying. This discovery affirmed his suspicion: every member of the Tang family was a demon, descendants of the ancient demon bloodline of Kun Peng.

Suddenly, an outraged roar echoed through the night, “Who dares to offend my Tang family!”

The powerful resonance carried over a hundred meters, reaching Qin Huai’s ears. The sound waves rippled visibly through the air and set his nerves on edge.

Bang! action

In a swift move, the stone pillars of a nearby hall were uprooted and hurtled toward him. Without missing a beat, Qin Huai countered with a double-fisted strike, causing the stone pillar to fragment into dozens of pieces mid-flight.

He found himself face-to-face with the intimidating Tang Ying, who sneered at the sight of the gray-winged corpses. “Brat, whatever your motive, there’s a price to pay for seeing what you shouldn’t,” he declared, moving toward Qin Huai with remarkable speed. Without a moment’s hesitation, Qin Huai turned and sprinted away, using his wind breath technique and ancient azure illusion scripture. As he ran, he projected five figures of himself running in different directions.

But Tang Ying was not fooled. He pursued Qin Huai’s actual form, seemingly undeterred and heading directly for the city gate of Qingzhou City.

“You’re not as foolish as the rumors suggest,” Qin Huai commented.

Tang Ying retorted, “I may be reckless, but I’m not stupid!” His sinister smile was chilling. “At this point, who else would dare to provoke us? You must be one of those so-called heaven’s favorites from Qingzhou City or that Zhou Cunzhong.”

Tang Ying had quickly discerned Qin Huai’s intentions. However, he did not slow down nor did he send out any signals for reinforcements. “It’s naive of you to believe you can eliminate me with your limited abilities.”

“Is this the famed confidence of Second Master Tang?” Qin Huai shouted back.

In the very next moment, Tang Ying spread a pair of gray wings, instantly boosting his speed. He was frighteningly fast!

Qin Huai felt his heart lurch as the sound of something tearing through the air echoed behind him. His wind breath technique, he realized, was no match for the speed granted by those gray wings.

A white light flared in Qin Huai’s eyes as he activated his dragon king form. His hair turned from black to white instantly, and his muscles hardened, resembling the tough exterior of a cannonball. His speed increased, but it was still not enough. The distance between him and Tang Ying continued to shrink.

“If I kill you now, I can head to the bronze sinkhole myself. The outcome will remain the same,” sneered Second Master Tang. “You miscalculated, boy.” His face bore an expression of giddy anticipation.

Suddenly, his pair of massive gray wings, spanning five to six meters, flapped again, giving Tang Ying another boost in speed.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Huai called forth his blood burst technique. Several streaks of blood shot out from his body, and the blood-red tiger wolf sprang into the air, charging toward Tang Ying. “Scatter!” Tang Ying commanded. A wave of sonic energy emanated from him, shattering the blood-red tiger wolf mid-air. At the same time, dozens of trees in the vicinity exploded, their splintered fragments mixing with tufts of grass in a flurry of airborne debris.

The distance between them was closing: a hundred meters, eighty meters, seventy meters…

“Brat, I’m about to catch you,” taunted Tang Ying, obviously enjoying this cat-and-mouse game. “I’ve been cooped up in the palace for too long, and it’s become quite boring. Thanks to you, I’ve found some entertainment.”

He didn’t regard Qin Huai as a threat, whether he was a future king with five full patterns or just a newcomer to the visceral prefecture realm. Tang Ying was confident that the outcome would remain the same.

Suddenly, when the gap closed to just twenty meters, Tang Ying’s eyes emitted a chilling, scarlet light. Qin Huai felt a shiver run down his spine and quickly condensed a thick blood qi armor around him.

But in the next instant, the blood qi armor was pierced by the crimson light, along with Qin Huai’s body in its dragon king form. A bloodied hole, two fingers wide, appeared in his abdomen. The opponent, he realized, was a formidable adversary, at least having reached the fourth level in the visceral prefecture realm.

Furthermore, he surmised that Tang Ying’s guardian spirit item was likely a rarity in Qingzhou, considering it could penetrate his defenses so effortlessly.

“Little brat, your blood is running out fast! The next attack won’t just hit your abdomen.” Tang Ying cackled ominously. But his expression froze when he noticed the wound on Qin Huai’s abdomen rapidly healing until it was as if the injury never existed.

“Is this the Sacred Heart sect’s cultivation technique? Are you a member of the Sacred Heart sect?” Tang Ying snorted derisively. “Just a bunch of bugs!” His disdain for the Sacred Heart sect was evident.

Tang Ying’s eyes lit up again, but he quickly dimmed the light. He realized they had unknowingly arrived at the bustling city gates. His wings discreetly retracted, and he deliberately reduced his speed, maintaining a distance of over ten meters from Qin Huai.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, they both stormed into the city, causing chaos. Buildings, including gambling dens, brothels, and shops, were rammed by the two combatants.

“Who dares to barge into the brothel? Don’t you value your life—”

Bang!

A thug trying to block Qin Huai’s path was abruptly silenced by a punch that exploded on contact.

“He’s the Demon of Qingzhou! Stop him!” Tang Ying yelled, “I am Tang Ying of the Tang family. If you stop this villain, I will reward you generously!”