Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 464: Chapter 373: So Ruthless He Kills His Own

The person’s words were ruthless, immediately causing dissatisfaction among many people.

Yet no one dared to speak out against it, and many deliberately avoided eye contact to prevent their discontent from being noticed by this person.

"Hmph, your words are easy to say. If you’re so capable, why didn’t you come personally back then?"

A young cultivator from the Nether Spirit Race scoffed disdainfully.

Their ambush target this time included several young talents nurturing by major sects.

Such people, even if their cultivation is still shallow, are not so easy to deal with.

Logically, the outcome of complete annihilation was not something they hadn’t considered.

As soon as the young cultivator finished speaking, the elder beside him turned pale and immediately reprimanded, "Shut up, is this a place for a junior to speak?"

After stopping his junior, the cultivator hurriedly offered an apologetic smile and clasped his fists at the other party: "Demon Venerable, the young one is ignorant, I request..."

Before he could finish his sentence, that person’s cold gaze was already fixated on him, the killing intent seemed almost tangible.

"Do you think what I said is wrong?" The raspy voice sounded like the grinding of porcelain, seemingly able to pierce through one’s eardrums.

The young Nether Spirit Race cultivator felt as if he were being stared down by a fierce tiger.

Being a cultivator, he was naturally unwilling to back down, and defiantly retorted: "Naturally, our opponents aren’t those completely defenseless weaklings. They’ve clearly already severely injured the opponent, which is quite good. Why insult them even in death?"

This time, everyone’s expressions changed.

"Shut up!"

"Is this a place for a yellow-mouthed child to talk nonsense?"

"Quickly apologize to Demon Venerable!"

"Kekeke! Very good, Demon Venerable admires young people like you."

"As cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race, we should have such momentum."

As the last word fell, he was already transformed into a silver light, disappearing from sight.

Before the others could react, he had already grabbed the neck of the young cultivator from the Nether Spirit Race who dared to mock him, lifting him up.

That young Nether Spirit Race cultivator was a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, considered among the strong ones within the Nether Spirit Race.

Yet being grabbed by this person, he had no power to resist.

Struggling futilely in mid-air.

His elder was terrified and wanted to stop him.

But as soon as he raised his hand, it melted away like candle wax and vanished.

The raspy, unsettling voice sounded: "But madness must have capital. What’s hated most are those with little skill yet think highly of themselves."

"The strength of the Human Race cultivators is well known to Demon Venerable; if you can’t defeat them, what are you if not useless?"

After saying this, he slightly exerted force on his hand, and a crunching sound followed as the struggling movements of the young Nether Spirit Race cultivator halted abruptly before quickly disappearing.

"You dare to kill my kin! Huiyue Demon Venerable, I want you dead!"

The cultivator who had just lost a hand, ignoring the terror of the Demon Venerable in front, frantically activated his cultivation technique seeking revenge.

Huiyue Demon Venerable sneered: "Demon Venerable rarely wants to spare a life, yet you seek death yourself."

The next moment, a beam of silver light pierced straight through the opponent’s chest.

The remaining hand of the Nether Spirit Race cultivator was less than two inches from Huiyue Demon Venerable Lik Tianxiao.

At this moment, these mere two inches seemed like an impassable Celestial Chasm.

In the blink of an eye, he killed two people, making those who feared Huiyue Demon Venerable even more cautious.

Huiyue Demon Venerable’s gaze swept across the battlefield for a long time.

"They haven’t gone far, follow orders to chase them down, don’t let a single Human Race leave alive."

Three days later.

After some time of recuperation, the injuries of Lin Feng, Su Yao, and Wuu Shouyi had mostly healed.

Wuu Shouyi from the Wuu family of Chibi Mountain solemnly clasped fists at Bai Zhirui.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, you saved our lives this time. I ought to accompany you to Nether Abyss City to repay your life-saving grace."

"However, our journey was supposed to be extremely secretive, with very few from our sect clans aware."

"Despite this, our whereabouts were still exposed, with the Nether Spirit Race even laying an ambush in advance."

"This is a serious matter, and I must report it to the clan elder early so that we can quickly identify the traitor within the clan."

"I’m afraid this time I can’t accompany Fellow Daoist Bai, please don’t mind."

Bai Zhirui returned the courtesy: "No need for concern, Fellow Daoist, this side has Fellow Daoist Lin to accompany me to Nether Abyss City, and regardless of the number of people it’s the same."

Wuu Shouyi took out a token and handed it to Bai Zhirui: "This token is a credential of our Wuu family. If Fellow Daoist Bai encounters any difficulty in the future, you can use this token to seek help at any of our Wuu family’s establishments, and our Wuu family will do our utmost to assist you."

He added a reminder: "However, Fellow Daoist Bai, our family only recognizes the token, not the person, so please keep this token safe."

Bai Zhirui wanted to decline, but Zheng Yi, noticing her intention, hurriedly stopped her.

"Don’t be foolish; this is a form of support for you, you never know when it might be useful, quickly accept it."

With a smile on her face, Bai Zhirui took the token and expressed her gratitude.

She murmured internally with mild annoyance: "I know, Master, I’m not a child, just exchanging polite words."

After Bai Zhirui accepted the token, Wuu Shouyi bid farewell to Lin Feng and Su Yao.

"Until we meet again, take care."

Upon finishing, he chanted a spell, shrinking the earth to an inch, appearing several hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

His figure quickly disappeared and when it appeared again, it was already as small as a sesame seed.

Before long, it vanished from sight.

Bai Zhirui was seeing such magic for the first time, curiously watching for a few extra moments.

Lin Feng eagerly explained: "Fellow Daoist Bai, this is the famous shrinking the earth to an inch technique of the Wuu family from Chibi Mountain."

"Though it’s not a particularly novel magic, and many loose cultivators know some methods for shrinking the earth, compared to the Wuu family of Chibi Mountain, it’s like comparing a minor magician to a great sorcerer."

A fragrance wafted by, Su Yao somehow appearing between the two with deliberate casualness.

"Although the Hu family’s shrinking the earth to an inch is indeed formidable, it isn’t without weaknesses."

"Though the speed is incredibly fast, during the process there’s little protection, making it easy to sustain injuries if attacked. It’s of little use in battle but useful for travel."

"If Fellow Daoist Bai is interested in body techniques, our Star Sea’s cultivation techniques..."

Along the way, Su Yao incessantly introduced Star Sea, leaving Lin Feng with barely any opportunity to speak.