After Being Reborn, I Refuse To Be The Holy Son Of The Sect Anymore

Chapter 131:

Under the moonlit night, the Ghost Mist Valley was shrouded in toxic fog. The eerie atmosphere was heightened by the incessant chirping of insects, making it a place few dared to step into even in broad daylight—let alone at night.

However, tonight the valley was anything but quiet. On one side, demonic energy surged skyward, while on the other, flames roared fiercely. The atmosphere was charged with overwhelming demonic power and sword energy.

Ling Daochen, the Supreme Elder of the Azure Sun Sword Sect, was trapped within the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array, set up by Ming He. Meanwhile, Xiao Yang found himself in a life-threatening situation during his battle with Fire Demon Tong Yan, as he was suddenly ambushed.

Ling Daochen tried to break free within the formation, using every technique he had, but all his efforts were in vain. The famed Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array lived up to its reputation. Ling Daochen was growing anxious.

At the same time, Xiao Yang’s life was hanging by a thread. He was caught off guard when Li Gaitian, the City Lord of Nine Heavens City and Deputy Master of the Ten Directions Sect, suddenly grabbed him by the crown of his head, intending to crush it in one swift motion.

However, in the next instant, a layer of frost rapidly spread across Li Gaitian’s hand, freezing it solid. The ice continued to creep up his arm at an alarming speed.

“What…”

Li Gaitian felt an intense chill invade his hand. In the blink of an eye, his palm and forearm were completely encased in ice.

“Hmph!”

With a sneer, Li Gaitian activated his profound arts to shatter the ice, but in that fleeting moment, Xiao Yang launched his counterattack.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed through the valley as Xiao Yang’s left fist struck Li Gaitian with all his strength.

Li Gaitian had only just shattered the ice on his hand when he was hit by Xiao Yang’s devastating punch. In the next moment, his entire body was sent flying backward, and an icy layer rapidly spread across him, freezing him solid mid-air.

The mighty City Lord of Nine Heavens City, the revered Deputy Master of the Ten Directions Sect, was frozen in place by Xiao Yang’s punch.

Xiao Yang’s Yin Serpent on the left and Fire Qilin on the right were no joke. Li Gaitian had underestimated him, thinking he was merely skilled in fire techniques. He never expected that Xiao Yang could wield such terrifying Yin power, so cold and overbearing that he was frozen instantly by the Yin Divine Fist.

BOOM!

Li Gaitian crashed into the stone cliffs of the valley, causing the rock face to collapse and bury him under a mound of rubble.

Xiao Yang, however, was drenched in cold sweat. He had sensed Li Gaitian’s presence long ago and deliberately exposed a flaw to lure him into attacking.

The gamble had paid off.

In his previous life, Xiao Yang had battled Qin Fei for a thousand years across the Northern Territory. He had seen every trick and underhanded tactic possible. Now, he was using those same tricks to turn the tables.

Although the plan was risky, it had succeeded.

Meanwhile, Fire Demon Tong Yan seized the opportunity and fled. The fiery figure he had transformed into disappeared into the darkness of the valley in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yang didn’t bother to chase him. Instead, he silently moved toward the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array, remaining hidden in the shadows.

He watched the scene unfold, observing the intricate changes within the demonic sect’s formidable formation.

The Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array was indeed a terrifying formation worthy of its reputation as the sect’s greatest treasure.

Even Ling Daochen, a peak-level Martial Saint of the Azure Sun Sword Sect, was powerless against it. Under the Semi-Saint realm, Ling Daochen was nearly invincible, yet no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t break free from the formation.

Buzz!

From within the array, continuous sword hums rang out. Ling Daochen’s dazzling sword light slashed through layer upon layer of demonic energy, nearly breaking free, but an invisible force forcefully pushed him back.

Xiao Yang noticed something unusual—every time Ling Daochen’s sword light cut down the shadowy figures within the array, they would reform and reappear from the mist.

He counted carefully—there were exactly twelve demonic shadows within the array, each incredibly powerful.

The array was operating at full strength, and these twelve shadows relentlessly pursued Ling Daochen’s sword light. What’s worse, Xiao Yang observed that the demonic power of these shadows could corrode Ling Daochen’s sword energy, gradually weakening it.

Ling Daochen’s sword light was becoming dimmer with each passing moment.

Xiao Yang knew that at this rate, Ling Daochen wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

But he had no intention of stepping in.

In his past life, Ling Daochen had chosen Qin Fei over him.

Why? Because Qin Fei possessed the Innate Dao Physique, hailed as heaven’s chosen one.

To Ling Daochen, Qin Fei’s physique far surpassed Xiao Yang’s True Yang Sacred Body.

With such an advantage, Qin Fei’s future achievements were bound to eclipse Xiao Yang’s.

In his previous life, it was because of Ling Daochen’s unwavering support that Qin Fei was able to cultivate to the Saint Martial Realm and eventually challenge Xiao Yang on equal footing.

Recalling all the events from his past life, Xiao Yang felt no sympathy for Ling Daochen.

Didn’t they put all their hopes in Qin Fei?

Didn’t they choose him?

Then let their beloved Qin Fei come and save them!

All of this was part of Qin Fei’s plan. That guy was still trying to lure Xiao Yang out.

Xiao Yang watched Ling Daochen, who was struggling inside the formation, his heart completely calm.

Boom!

At that moment, a loud explosion echoed from a distance. Li Gaitian burst out from beneath the rubble, shaking off the stones and dirt that covered him. A powerful aura surged outward, causing the entire sky and earth to tremble.

Only now had he managed to expel the Taiyin Fist force that had invaded his body.

In the blink of an eye, Li Gaitian charged straight toward the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array. Within moments, he arrived outside the formation.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely battered. To avoid exposing his identity, he also wore a mask—an eerie bronze faceplate with a fierce, fanged expression.

Xiao Yang remained hidden in the shadows.

Even with Li Gaitian’s near-half-saint cultivation, he was unable to detect Xiao Yang’s presence.

Humiliated by his earlier defeat, Li Gaitian was seething with rage, desperate to find an outlet. With a furious roar, he stormed into the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array.

“Thank you, fellow Daoist, for coming to my aid…”

Ling Daochen, both shocked and delighted, poured all his strength into his flying sword, slicing apart the demonic shadows attacking him. However, no matter how many he destroyed, new ones kept emerging endlessly.

Just when he thought he could no longer hold on, someone unexpectedly charged into the formation.

And, crucially, the newcomer carried no demonic aura, indicating they belonged to the righteous path.

“You need saving?!”

Without hesitation, Li Gaitian stormed up to Ling Daochen and punched him straight in the face.

Ling Daochen never expected the supposed ally to strike him.

Caught completely off guard, Li Gaitian’s punch landed squarely, leaving Ling Daochen dazed.

Xiao Yang, watching from the shadows, saw Ling Daochen’s nose collapse under the blow, and bloodied teeth flew from his mouth.

Ling Daochen’s face was covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

“You…”

Fury and disbelief filled Ling Daochen’s eyes as he clutched his face and hastily raised his flying sword in defense, staring at Li Gaitian in shock.

The demonic sect was the enemy of all Northern Territory forces. Why would someone not from the demonic sect be helping them against him?

Ling Daochen was utterly confused.

Just then, dazzling streaks of sword light appeared in the distant sky.

Like shooting stars, they cut through the darkness, rushing toward Ghost Mist Valley. A chilling sword aura spread through the air.

“Haha… reinforcements have arrived!”

Ling Daochen laughed with relief.

From the shadows, Xiao Yang lifted his gaze toward the sky.

He saw numerous figures standing atop their flying swords, soaring through the air with an ethereal grace, like immortals descending from the mortal world.

Leading them was none other than the Sect Master of Azure Sun Sword Sect, Jiang Qitian.