Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 256 - 171: Capturing the Traitor (Fourth Update)

Chapter 256: Chapter 171: Capturing the Traitor (Fourth Update)

“How is it you? You’re still alive?”

Mo Shiyao was utterly surprised to see Su Jie, especially since East Victory City was in chaos with demons running amok and fierce ghosts roaming and killing the inhabitants, even resulting in numerous casualties among the cultivators.

The fact that Su Jie, a martial artist, had managed to survive and run from the city center to the city walls was beyond Mo Shiyao’s expectations.

“Miss Mo, quick, come and help, there are fierce ghosts chasing after me.”

Su Jie ran over with a panic-stricken face, his footsteps disordered and his body covered in blood stains, making him look utterly miserable.

“Oh, now you seek my help?”

Mo Shiyao, with her aloof demeanor, crossed her arms and, remembering all of Su Jie’s past actions, made no move to lend him assistance.

Su Jie stumbled forward and shouted, “Miss Mo, do you really intend to stand by and watch me die?”

“So what if I do? If you die, it’s because you lack the strength.”

Mo Shiyao’s voice was flat, showing no connection with Su Jie. Seeing him approach, she even gestured lightly with her hand, signaling to others to stop him.

“This brother, please leave, we’re not on the same path.”

Qi Shijian, the first to ingratiate himself, quickly stepped in front of Su Jie, disdaining anyone whom Mo Shiyao disliked as well.

Su Jie didn’t have time to stop and collided into Qi Shijian.

Just as Qi Shijian was about to push this person away, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and a cold voice echoed in his ear, “Indeed, we’re not on the same path! How could a traitor like you walk the same road as me?”

Qi Shijian numbly looked down only to see an arm piercing through his chest.

Ahead, Su Jie’s face was cold as the distinct swarm of insects from Ghost Ridge Palace disciples crazily burrowed out from his sleeves.

The group of Righteous Disciples, who were ready to mock, were stunned, staring at the bloody hand emerging from Qi Shijian’s back, disbelief written all over their faces.

Sizzle!

While the Righteous Disciples were still dazed, pale corpse hands burst out from Su Jie’s flesh, tightly grasping Qi Shijian’s whole body.

Boom!

Just as Mo Shiyao opened her mouth, wanting to utter the True Word, a terrifying cold current swept through, forcing Mo Shiyao to sidestep and miss the optimum moment.

Next to her, just as Xiao Guanglian raised his arm, a blood-red long spear pierced through the void within a cloud of black mist.

“The Blood Cang Spear, it’s the Nine-headed Demon Spear.”

Xiao Guanglian recognized the weapon in an instant, and his expression immediately darkened.

The primary combat reliance of Ghost Ridge Palace disciples was on poisonous insects. When Qi Shijian tried to retaliate, Su Jie’s eyes flashed with a purple light, shooting out two Purple Light Rays which directly melted Qi Shijian’s arms. Additionally, the fingers of the Death Decline Curse Cloud touched down on Qi Shijian.

Qi Shijian visibly aged and decayed; his skin slackened, his hair turned white, his teeth fell out, and corpse spots densely appeared on his skin, with his vitality continuously declining — from a Demon Cultivator in his prime to an old man with white hair.

Not giving Qi Shijian a chance to release the insects, pale corpse hands surrounded the aged Qi Shijian, leaving only his head exposed.

“Who exactly are you?”

Mo Shiyao finally came to her senses and cried out.

“Ghost Ridge Palace, Su Jie.”

Beneath Su Jie’s feet, the thousand-hand centipede rapidly grew in size, lifting both Su Jie and Qi Shijian, towering over the few Righteous Disciples below.

“Ghost Ridge Palace, Xiao Fengyuan.”

Xiao Fengyuan emerged from the black mist, with the Blood Cang Spear circling around his body, his aura full of murderous energy.

“Ghost Ridge Palace, Zhu Qingya.”

Ning Xinyue sat on the city wall, her delicate legs swinging as she cheerfully introduced herself.

Su Jie’s features shifted like flowing water, restoring his true appearance.

“It’s you, the murderer.”

The moment she saw Su Jie’s true face, Mo Shiyao’s beautiful eyes immediately reddened because her beloved, Du Shaochang, had died at Su Jie’s hands.

“Miss Mo, Qingyin Fairy, long time no see!”

Su Jie waved humbly and greeted Mo Shiyao.

“Ghost Ridge Palace, cough cough, you…”

Qi Shijian was still conscious and, hearing Su Jie and the others revealing their Sect allegiance and seeing their faces, he instantly realized that they were sent by the Sect to capture him, the traitor.

Su Jie turned his head to look at Qi Shijian, his smile fading as he said sternly, “Qi Shijian, you have betrayed the Sect. Today, we are here by the orders of Master Zuo to escort you back to the Sect for trial. For the crime of treachery and defection, you will certainly have your tongue pulled out, skin flayed, tendons severed, bones picked, boiled in oil, organs fried, your soul devoured by worms, and your spirit shall enter the Heavenly Soul Lamp, condemned to eternal damnation.”

With every sentence Su Jie uttered, Qi Shijian’s face grew paler, and his body trembled like chaff.

Being from Ghost Ridge Palace, how could he not know the ruthlessness of the Secret Realm Elders’ methods? If caught and taken back, he certainly faced torture worse than death.

“You devil, die!”

Mo Shiyao’s lips were tightly bitten, her eyes filled with deep-seated hatred; she suddenly produced a wooden fish and started pounding it towards Su Jie.

The thousand-hand centipede coiled its massive body into a ball, shielding Su Jie within.

Layers of Immortal Sound ripples fell on the thousand-hand centipede’s body, colliding with its outer scales.

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Some scales cracked, and the outer flesh blasted open, creating holes, but this was nothing for the massive body of the thousand-hand centipede.

The next moment, the thousand-hand centipede lowered its head and its skull-like face opened wide.

Mo Shiyao’s face changed, she knew this move of the thousand-hand centipede, and she quickly retreated backward.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of violent high-temperature beams erupted, melting metal and iron insufficiently to describe this heat; Mo Shiyao moved slightly slower, and her right leg was missing a chunk of flesh.

On the other side, Xiao Fengyuan, holding the Blood Cang Spear, summoned the Mid Grade Five Refinement Multi-legged Centipede, directly facing the other three Righteous Disciples.

“Demon Cultivator, let me take you on.”

Xiao Guanglian shouted loudly, riding a Spirit Feathered Phoenix towards Su Jie, and midway he threw a Golden Turtle Seal which transformed into the size of a house, with Xuanwu Dharma Form manifesting, pillars supporting the heavens, heavily suppressing downwards.

The thousand-hand centipede twisted and flew, bravely facing the descending Golden Turtle Seal and forcefully shaking it off.

“Hmm, this poisonous insect, Mid Grade Five Refinement…”

Xiao Guanglian’s expression grew solemn, he waved his hand and multiple artifacts appeared: Five Elements Tripod, Purple Jade Sky Staff, Moonstone Sword, Star Wheel Magic Plate, Heaven-breaking Trident…

Low Grade Magic Tools did not catch his interest; there were as many as ten Mid Grade Magical Artifacts and one Top Grade Magical Artifact present.

This was the Fire Tower, once deployed, it burned a vast vacuum, with seas of fire spreading in all directions.

Being the Divine Son of the current generation of the Purple Mist Sect and the Sect Master’s own grandson, the treatment he enjoyed and the Magical Artifacts he possessed had already far surpassed most of the Hidden Realm Elders.

“With so many artifacts, Junior Sister Zhu, your turn, you have more treasures, I’ll leave it to you.”

Upon seeing this, Su Jie immediately drew the battle towards Ning Xinyue, who had been watching the scene.

“Hey hey, you scoundrel.”

Ning Xinyue immediately stamped her foot, ignoring the spectacle and shaking her tender lotus-like wrists, a Vajra Bracelet whirled out: “Darling please withdraw, collect all his treasures for me.”