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

Chapter 154:

Mo Hongyue’s strength was undeniable.

Under the moonlit sky, her Crimson Moon phenomenon materialized, instantly locking the void in place.

Xiao Yang felt as though he were trapped in a quagmire, his movements becoming sluggish.

“You think this is enough to restrain me?”

As Mo Hongyue’s demonic spear closed in on his forehead, Xiao Yang’s body trembled violently, shattering the force that had bound him.

In the next instant, his sword fingers rose, and he struck at the incoming spear tip.

“Buzz!”

The sound of a sword rang out, echoing across the heavens.

Brilliant sword light illuminated the dark night sky as Xiao Yang’s flying sword shot out from his fingers.

The clash of spear and sword sent sparks flying everywhere.

Xiao Yang’s sword force was unstoppable, forcing Mo Hongyue back by several dozen meters.

“What…”

Mo Hongyue was shocked. Her blood-red eyes, visible beneath her cloak, flashed with disbelief.

The sword energy radiating from Xiao Yang’s flying sword was unimaginably powerful, completely shattering her martial domain.

How could this be?

Xiao Yang was merely a martial grandmaster in the Heavenly Martial Realm. How could he possibly break through her martial domain?

This was inconceivable.

“Azure Sun Sword Technique, Star-Chasing Strike!”

Guided by Xiao Yang’s will, his flying sword transformed into a streak of light, moving so fast it seemed to transcend the limits of the naked eye.

It was as if a galaxy had poured forth, or as if a dragon roared through the heavens.

In an instant, the sword light pierced through the void and reached Mo Hongyue.

It was fast. Too fast.

There was only one word to describe Xiao Yang’s sword: “Fast.”

Even someone as powerful as Mo Hongyue couldn’t react in time. The sword light had already reached her.

Where the sword light passed, the air seemed to split in two, and even the void appeared to be torn apart.

Mo Hongyue was truly alarmed.

In the moment when Xiao Yang’s sword was about to pierce her, a menacing demonic shadow erupted from her body.

The shadow surged, unleashing an overwhelming wave of demonic energy.

The very sky and earth seemed to tremble as even the toxic mist in Ghost Mist Gorge was blown away.

The oppressive demonic power was terrifying.

Xiao Yang’s flying sword, which was about to strike her, was sent flying by the demonic shadow.

“Heavenly Demon Protection?”

Xiao Yang was taken aback.

With a single thought, his flying sword, which had been deflected by the shadow, returned to his side, circling around him.

“You even know about the Heavenly Demon Protection?”

Mo Hongyue stared at Xiao Yang in disbelief.

The Heavenly Demon Protection was a demonic sect’s protective talisman, known as the Heavenly Demon Protection Talisman.

Unlike ordinary protective talismans, it could block an attack from a half-step Saint Martial Realm cultivator.

Even within the demonic sect, few possessed such a precious talisman.

It was a life-saving treasure, with only a limited number in existence. Once used, it was gone.

Mo Hongyue only had one such talisman.

Forcing her to use it against Xiao Yang, a mere martial grandmaster, left her both shocked and furious.

This talisman could save her life in critical moments. It was priceless.

Even within the demonic sect, very few knew of its existence.

How did Xiao Yang know about it?

“Hmph.”

Xiao Yang chuckled softly but didn’t respond.

Mo Hongyue couldn’t possibly know that Xiao Yang had been reborn.

What didn’t he know?

A mere protective talisman?

To others, it was a well-guarded secret. But to Xiao Yang, it was nothing extraordinary.

“Die!”

Mo Hongyue struck out with her palm, and the enormous demonic shadow behind her mirrored her movements, sending a massive demonic palm toward Xiao Yang.

“Boom…”

The enormous demonic palm descended with unstoppable force, shaking the void as it bore down on Xiao Yang.

It seemed capable of obliterating everything in its path.

The Heavenly Demon Protection Talisman wasn’t just for defense—it could also launch a deadly counterattack.

Mo Hongyue unleashed the talisman’s power, delivering a heaven-shaking strike at Xiao Yang.

“A mere ant dares to challenge the brilliance of the moon?”

In Mo Hongyue’s eyes, Xiao Yang, with his Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, was insignificant.

This palm strike would annihilate him, body and soul.

However, Xiao Yang had only been concealing his true power.

With Mo Hongyue’s level of cultivation, she couldn’t discern his actual strength.

Facing the overwhelming attack, Xiao Yang dared not be careless.

“Rise, Futian Sword! Destroy evil, annihilate demons!”

In an instant, Xiao Yang became one with his sword, transforming into a dazzling streak of light that soared into the sky.

The brilliant sword radiance slashed upward, meeting the descending demonic palm head-on.

The fiery sword light illuminated the void like a divine blade, splitting the sky and colliding with the massive demonic palm.

The scene was breathtaking.

The remnants of the demonic sect hidden in Ghost Mist Gorge were already dumbfounded.

Even cultivators observing from afar were left speechless by the sight.

But there was no suspense.

Xiao Yang was struck by the demonic palm and sent plummeting from the sky.

The overwhelming disparity in power was evident.

“Boom!”

Xiao Yang crashed into Ghost Mist Gorge, creating a massive crater on the ground as a cloud of dust rose into the air.

The demonic palm, relentless, followed him down.

“Boom!”

Another deafening explosion rocked the entire gorge, shaking it to its core.

The demonic palm descended from the sky and struck the place where Xiao Yang had fallen.

It was like a massive hand swatting a fly.

The palm dissipated into the void, leaving behind a massive imprint on the ground.

The powerful demonic shadow surrounding Mo Hongyue also disappeared.

She let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, Xiao Yang was dead.

Xiao Yang, with his peak Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, could not have survived that attack.

After all, even an ordinary Divine Martial Realm expert would be obliterated, body and soul, by such a strike.

Although the intricate arrangements in Ghost Mist Gorge had been wasted, the outcome was the same.

The only loss was a precious life-saving demonic talisman.

Mo Hongyue thought for a moment. Compared to the reward promised by the young master, she had still suffered a huge loss.

“Retreat!”

Mo Hongyue ordered, and the remnants of the demonic sect in the gorge began to withdraw.

She fired a signal flare into the sky, a crimson glow exploding above.

Then, she transformed into a streak of light and swiftly fled.

Meanwhile, powerful cultivators were already heading toward Ghost Mist Gorge.

Elsewhere, the crippled old demon was engaged in a fierce battle against three Divine Martial Realm experts.

This battle was far more intense than Xiao Yang’s confrontation with Mo Hongyue.

Divine Martial Realm powerhouses were beings who could split rivers with a blade and shatter mountains with a punch.

Huang Tian’s war blade cleaved through the air with every strike, leaving deep scars across the earth.

The Grand Elder’s sword light tore through the void, manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to relentlessly attack the old demon.

The Luo family patriarch, Luo Xuan, wearing black-gold gauntlets, delivered punches with unstoppable force, directly clashing with the old demon.

The battle moved from the sky to the ground, destroying everything in its path.

Li Fanyin, Jiang Ting, Xiao Zhenshan, and the others arrived just in time to witness this spectacle, all stunned by what they saw.

That demon was holding his own against three Divine Martial Realm experts.

Who was he?

“Boom!”

As the four powerhouses remained locked in a stalemate, a muffled sound echoed from the distance, and a crimson light exploded in the far sky.

“Haha…”

The crippled old demon laughed heartily, unleashing his full power. Violent demonic energy erupted from his body, transforming into countless shadowy figures that charged at the three experts.

The three were caught off guard and hurriedly counterattacked, destroying the shadowy figures.

However, the old demon’s move was merely a diversion. Using the opportunity, he retreated.

“Cunning old demon!”

Huang Tian slashed through the incoming shadows and gave chase.

But the old demon was already laughing as he disappeared into the distance.

Huang Tian clenched his teeth in frustration.

“Something’s wrong! The Holy Son!”

The Grand Elder’s expression changed, and he hurriedly flew toward the source of the crimson flare.

Li Fanyin, Jiang Ting, Qin Fei, Lei Renjie, and Xiao Zhenshan followed closely.

Huang Tian and Luo Xuan exchanged worried glances.

The demonic sect’s target this time was clearly Xiao Yang, the Holy Son of the Azure Sun Sword Sect.

If Xiao Yang died on the territory of the Ten Directions Strange Gates, it would be no small matter.

Soon, the group arrived at Ghost Mist Gorge.

When the Grand Elder, Jiang Ting, Lei Renjie, and Xiao Zhenshan saw the massive palm print in the gorge, they all had a bad feeling.

As they approached the palm print, they found Xiao Yang lying on his back, embedded in the center of the mark, lifeless.

“Senior Brother…”

Jiang Ting panicked, rushing toward him in a frenzy. In her haste, she stumbled and fell beside Xiao Yang.

She crawled over, her trembling hand reaching out to check Xiao Yang’s breath.

“Senior Brother is dead…”

Jiang Ting let out a wail and collapsed onto Xiao Yang’s body, crying uncontrollably.

“This ungrateful child is dead?”

Xiao Zhenshan muttered, taking slow steps forward.

Chen Ruolan and Xiao Yue stood frozen, unable to process what had happened.

“Senior Brother is dead? Senior Brother is dead? Hahaha… hahaha…”

Qin Fei’s heart was filled with joy, and he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Senior Brother, oh Senior Brother, I finally managed to get rid of you.

The crowd turned abruptly, glaring at Qin Fei.

“Junior Brother, why are you so happy that Senior Brother is dead?”

At that moment, Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang also arrived.

They were overwhelmed with grief.

But Qin Fei was laughing—laughing so openly and happily.

Seeing the angry gazes of the crowd, Qin Fei panicked.

“No, I… I’m just so heartbroken that I started laughing. It’s a sorrowful laugh. Senior Brother, you died so tragically…”

Qin Fei quickly explained and began wailing loudly.

Xiao Yang is dead?

Li Fanyin, Huang Tian, and Luo Xuan were all stunned.