Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don’t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 1: Fierce Power

Su Jie was shocked.

No wonder the journey back had been so calm, they were waiting to strike with force.

Before one could speak, the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples, who were still feasting on the deck, were caught off guard and killed.

Twenty meters away from Su Jie’s Slave Trading Ship was the attacking twin-sailed fast ship.

On the opposing deck, seven or eight disciples clad in white Sun Moon robes and wearing purple-gold crowns spat out a sword pill each, which transformed into sparkling cold three-foot Flying Swords.

In a swooshing sound, several disciples were slain on the spot, their bodies severed.

They were disciples from the Golden Sword Sect, a sect skilled in controlling Flying Swords.

There was also a group of disciples with blue facial paintings, who, while manipulating spells, stepped on the bursting waves of the Golden Sand River, advancing step by step toward the Slave Trading Ship.

These were disciples of the Guan Chao Pavilion, practitioners of the Spirit Turtle Water Heart Method, making the Golden Sand River their advantageous home ground.

Besides these, there were Purple Mist Sect disciples Su Jie knew well, dressed in Purple Mist Cloud Collar shirts and iron clothes and hats.

Charging with them were hordes of body cultivators from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, all above two meters tall, broad-shouldered, stout, powerfully built, and fighting bare-handed.

The most ferocious were the disciples from Guan Chao Pavilion who, by joining forces, churned up the Golden Sand River, creating a massive tsunami aiming to topple and sink the Slave Trading Ship, heedless of the large number of human slaves on board.

“Kill these hypocritical bastards.”

Xu Yihu’s face was ashen, with rage he smashed the window with a palm and jumped out alone.

In mid-air, a stream of lava flame burst forth, consuming several Righteous Disciples who couldn’t dodge in time, screaming as they burned to charcoal.

Thereafter, his hands swelled, transforming into grotesque and sturdy insect-like arms, he swung his arms scattering lava everywhere, igniting the nearby river and forcing the Guan Chao Pavilion disciples to retreat.

Seeing Xu Yihu take action, the morale of the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples surged, and they summoned a large number of poisonous insects.

Ghost-faced spiders, giant horned centipedes, mystic ice poison bees, spotted venomous snakes, and various other types of poisonous insects formed a sky-covering swarm that immediately charged forward.

Although most of the Outer Disciples’ poisonous insects were of very low grade, with only a few low-grade poisonous insects,

the sheer number was overwhelming; the insects relied on numbers and toxicity. Under the swarm’s attack, Righteous Disciples were bitten if they weren’t careful, the toxins eroding their internal organs, making their movements stiff and slow. A few consecutive bites could immediately result in death from poisoning.

Whoosh!

Su Jie turned his head, a Flying Sword grazed past his cheek, the wind it brought disheveled his hair.

In front of him, a Guan Chao Pavilion disciple stood on splashing waves, the river water forming a giant water palm that struck down towards Su Jie.

Behind him, a tall, sturdy disciple from the Dragon and Tiger Sect bellowed, charging towards Su Jie at high speed.

“Trouble.”

Su Jie leaped aside, the water giant palm smashed the deck, blasting into the inner part of the ship where human slaves were detained.

The closely packed crowd had nowhere to dodge; wherever the water giant palm passed, it left chaos, numerous objects and bodies were smashed, fresh blood turned the giant water palm bright red.

The Guan Chao Pavilion disciple didn’t hesitate, continuing to control the giant water palm in attacking Su Jie.

Su Jie’s brow furrowed, and flicking his fingers, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword flew out with a howl.

First, it chopped the giant water palm into two sections, pierced through layers of water defenses, and pierced the forehead of the Guan Chao Pavilion disciple.

The Flying Sword did not stop there, just as the Dragon and Tiger Sect’s body cultivator got close, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, returning at supersonic speed, slashed down from the air.

The body cultivator just raised his head when a bloodline formed from his forehead to his groin.

Then the bloodline cracked, his body split into two halves, with organs spilling out, as if his body, as strong as steel, was as soft as tofu in front of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword.

The previously returning Flying Sword attacked again, Su Jie remained unphased, and the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword faced it head-on.

Clash!

In the sound of metal striking metal, the incoming Flying Sword was directly broken in half. Not far away, a Golden Sword Sect disciple spat blood, having suffered a severe backlash.

Su Jie’s eyes were icy cold; this was a clash of camps that allowed no mercy.

“Slash!”

With supersonic speed, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword splattered blood, heads rolled on the ground.

“Senior Brother Zhang, you demon cultivator, give back my Senior Brother Zhang’s life.”

Several body cultivators from the Dragon and Tiger Sect roared furiously, seizing the moment when the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword was away, they surrounded and attacked Su Jie.

Su Jie did not dodge. From his waist, pale human hands burst through the skin and after touching the ground, they rapidly crawled, then leaped onto a few body cultivators, covering them from head to toe. The terrifying force transmitted from the fingers tore their bodies apart, leaving a bloody mess on the ground.

“Great opportunity!”

An Purple Mist Sect disciple’s eyes brightened as dozens of silent, hidden steel needles shot at him at the speed of sound.

Clang, clang!

Su Jie threw out a low-grade intermediate talisman, ensuring his own safety.

He had obtained many talismans from Pei Haibing though their grade was not high, they were not very effective in intense battles, but were quite useful in lesser conflicts.

Afterward, Su Jie moved his neck and looked towards the Purple Mist Sect disciple who had attempted the sneak attack.

Seeing things go south, that person immediately hid below the deck.

“Die!”

The color in the depths of Su Jie’s pupils changed, and they dilated to a light purple. Subsequently, two beams of purple light rays burst forth, instantly melting several layers of the deck and striking the hiding Purple Mist Sect disciple. His flesh and blood body melted like a candle in the high heat, without even a chance to scream.

A few righteous disciples tried to rush in to fight but under the fierce might of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, they were either decapitated or their hearts pierced and they died.

It could be said that, with its unstoppable sharpness, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword was overwhelming against those below the sixth level of the Yunling Realm.

Swoosh!

Seeing how fierce Su Jie was, the surrounding area quickly cleared out.

A group of righteous sect disciples were frightened by Su Jie’s killing, surrounding him but not daring to advance, instead instinctively stepping back.

Seeing Su Jie’s divine might, the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples were incredibly emboldened, rallying around Su Jie to resist the attacks from the righteous disciples.

“Demon cultivator, let me meet you.”

A cold snort accompanied the sound of surging waves.

An inner disciple at the seventh level of the Yunling Realm approached walking on water, from the Guan Chao Pavilion.

He displayed the strong fluctuations of his spiritual power without any restraint. Su Jie thought it was aimed at him, but the opponent targeted Xu Yihu instead.

Mainly because Xu Yihu had been very conspicuous with his fully unleashed power and the inner disciple’s robes.

“Where did this water-playing brat come from, get down from there.”

Xu Yihu was annoyed by the other’s arrogance, and without another word, he breathed out intense flames, which looked terrifying. However, the actual effect was profoundly different.

Water conquers fire among the Five Elements, which holds some truth.

Several dragon-sucking water tornadoes began to spin, with water currents mixed with a myriad of sharp rocks rotating at high speeds. They not only extinguished the flames but also slammed Xu Yihu back into the river, slicing his body to the point of bloody tatters, leaving him without a spot of intact skin.

Soon after the fight began, the previously arrogant and imposing Xu Yihu was turned into a battered tiger.

“Damn it, I’ll kill you.”

Xu Yihu roared as he leaped out of the water, his body completely transformed. He had grown over five meters tall, his cracked skin dripping with magma, and a triangular, bizarre head. A thick tail had grown, making him resemble a fiery red lizard standing on its hind legs, barely recognizable as human.

Seeing this, the Guan Chao Pavilion inner disciple was not intimidated. He held a bell magic artifact in his left hand and a long spear made of condensed water in his right, stepping on the waves to meet Xu Yihu head-on.

Meanwhile, the battle on the slave trading ship intensified, with severed limbs and blood staining every inch of the deck.

Worse off than the sect disciples engaged in combat were the human slaves imprisoned below deck.

Neither the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples nor the righteous sect spared them as they fought.

During the combat, some human slaves were bitten to death by poisonous insects, others were severed in half by flying swords, or thrown into the roiling Golden Sand River, or grabbed by Dragon and Tiger Sect disciples and used as weapons to be thrown around chaotically.

One slave trading ship, due to the fierce firefight, was severely damaged and began to slowly sink into the Golden Sand River.

Apart from the various sects’ disciples, the human slaves on the ship were dropping into the river like dumplings, either struggling desperately or unable to escape before being pulled to the river’s depths by the sinking ship.

“Scum of Ghost Ridge Palace, daring to move freely outside your confines. It seems the lesson we taught you last time wasn’t enough.”

At the same moment, a tremendous booming sound filled the sky.

An extraordinary elder, standing with his hands behind his back on a cliff overlooking the river, watched coldly below as he slowly raised his hand.

“I am Jiang Yanyi, the Supreme Elder of the Guan Chao Pavilion. Today I am here to subdue the demon.”

Boom!

In the center of the Golden Sand River, a colossal whirlpool slowly formed, and a water dragon, completely made of solidified water and about seventy to eighty meters long, soared out of the whirlpool, its tail striking and splitting a huge slave trading ship in half.

The formidable cultivation of the Secret Realm, entering the fray, was completely a dimension-shifting assault.