Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

  Qingfeng Li stood still without running away or even moving. He watched quietly as Linger Yao and Black Evil battled it out.

  As the number one master of the Demonic Dao, Linger Yao was stronger than Black Evil.

  Black Evil’s every attack was shattered by Linger Yao’s powerful palms. Her attacks couldn’t even reach Qingfeng Li.

  "Demonic Emperor Hand." With a low roar, Linger Yao lashed out with her right hand, turning it into a giant white palm that struck down upon Black Evil’s body.

  Black Evil’s face tensed up from fear as she felt a great sense of danger from the gigantic palm.

  She also swung her claws into the air, unleashing the Nine Hellish Claw in an attempt to defend against the attack from Linger Yao.

  Unfortunately for her, Linger Yao had used 70 percent of her strength in this attack.

  With unrivaled power, Linger Yao struck down on Black Evil’s claw, forcing the latter to retreat backwards. A trace of an injury appeared on Black Evil’s claw; her skin was broken.

  "Black Evil, you’re no match for me," Linger Yao said coldly, her voice full of contempt.

  Black Evil was livid. She turned to Black Wind and said, "Let’s attack together and finish off this demonic witch."

  Black Wind nodded and immediately sprung into action, swinging his claw in the air and joining Black Evil in her attack towards Linger Yao.

  Linger Yao laughed coldly, completely unbothered. She was about to face two half step Spirit Emperor Realm masters, but she was completely unfazed.

  Linger Yao pulled out a purple long sword. It exuded a purple light and a purple lightning bolt flickered on top of it. This sword was called the Purple Thunder Sword.

  The Purple Thunder Sword emitted a sharp radiance, its sword energy radiating in all directions, piercing the skies. An unending ray of lightning circled the long sword in continuous loops.

  Boom!

  Linger Yao flourished her Purple Thunder Sword through the air, turning it into a flash of lightning and striking down onto the Black Wind Duo Demons, destroying their sharp claws.

  Immediately afterwards, Linger Yao flipped her wrist and once again struck the Purple Thunder Sword forward. The sword shot out two purple lightning bolts, hitting the bodies of the Black Wind Duo Demons and forcing them to retreat. Their faces became pale.

  Although both Black Wind and Black Evil were extremely powerful, they cultivated in black vital essence and belonged to the Demonic Dao. This meant that they were most afraid of lightning and fire.

  Linger Yao was wielding the powers of storms; her Purple Thunder Sword was capable of producing lightning bolts, allowing her to easily defeat both Black Wind and Black Evil.

  "Old woman, Linger Yao is stronger than before. Plus, she has the Purple Thunder Sword. We’re no match for her," Black Wind said with a dark face.

  Black Evil’s face changed, and she knew that her husband was right. They weren’t strong enough to fight Linger Yao before, and now that Linger Yao possessed the Purple Strom Sword, they had an even smaller chance of defeating her.

  At the same time, Black Evil didn’t want to accept defeat, as she was too embarrassed to do so. After all, she was a master at the half step Spirit Emperor Realm.

  "Sky-Roaming Purple Thunder!" Linger Zhao yelled out. With her right hand, she struck out with the Purple Thunder Sword, creating a purple lightning bolt in the sky. The lightning bolt contained an unrivaled power, striking down upon the bodies of both Black Wind and Black Evil, sparks flying everywhere.

  Both their clothes were charred by the lightning, and even their hair and their brows were burnt. Luckily for them, they were both in the half step Spirit Emperor Realm and possessed enough body strength to defend against the electrical attack.

  Even though the Black Wind Duo Demons survived, their bodies had suffered minor injuries.

  "Old woman, we should leave and seek revenge later on." With a deep roar, Black Wind took Black Evil and turned to run, disappearing in an instant.

  Linger Yao didn’t chase after the two. Rather, she was looking in the direction behind Qingfeng Li. There was a man standing there, his name was the Void Monk.

  As the saying goes, good and evil cannot tolerate each other.

  Linger Yao had battled the Void Monk before and was well aware of his incredible powers. He was a master of the half step Spirit Emperor Realm and a formidable opponent. He was also in possession of a powerful Dharma treasure, the Demon-Imprisoning Bowl.

  Qingfeng Li had also noticed the Void Monk standing behind him, but he didn’t speak to him.

  Qingfeng Li walked towards Linger Yao and said, "Thank you for saving me. I owe you my life."

  Qingfeng Li knew that if it hadn’t been for Linger Yao, he would have been in grave danger.

  No matter what, Linger Yao had saved Qingfeng Li and deserved his gratitude.

  Linger Yao nodded without speaking. She had set her gaze on the Void Monk who was standing nearby.

  "Amitabha. Good master Qingfeng Li, you are a man of orthodox, how could you pay respect to someone from the Demonic Dao?" Void Monk said to Qingfeng Li.

  Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows at these words, feeling slightly irritated.

  He didn’t agree with the Void Monk.

  "What is the Demonic Dao and what is the Orthodox Dao anyways?"

  When he was being chased by the Black Wind Duo Demons, no orthodox forces came to his rescue. It was Linger Yao, a person of the Demonic Dao who saved him.

  "Master Void, I respect that you are a senior within the orthodox disciplines, but your beliefs are not always right. Who I thank is my business and I choose to thank Linger Yao," Qingfeng Li responded with a slight smile.

  "Good master Qingfeng Li, you will tarnish your good name if you associate yourself with cultivators of the Demonic Dao," the Void Monk replied with a slight smile.

  Qingfeng Li pouted, completely unbothered. He didn’t care about a person’s demonic or orthodox disciplines. As far as he was concerned, those who helped him were good and those who opposed him were bad.

  "Linger Yao, you had hurt my junior brother in the past, so I’m here today to defeat you," the Void Monk sneered, his eyes icy as could be.

  A year ago, when the Void Monk and his Junior Brother went out to train, they had met Linger Yao. They wanted to subdue her but ended up being heavily wounded by her instead.

  Linger Yao sneered and said, "Old bald man, don’t pretend to be so noble. You want nothing more than to steal away my Purple Thunder Sword. Why don’t you just come out and say it?"

  Her words made the Void Monk frown. She was clearly onto his true intentions.

  "Linger Yao, let me tell you, the Purple Thunder Sword was previously owned by the Purple Thunder Saint, the Master of the Storm Temple. It does not belong to you, so hand it over quickly," the Void Monk huffed coldly.

  Although the Void Monk was just a monk, he was very logical and morally convincing.

  Above all was his argument that the Purple Thunder Sword belonged to the Storm Temple by reason of it belonging to the Purple Thunder Saint.

  Linger Yao laughed coldly and mocked, "The Purple Thunder Saint died during the ancient era. He had gotten the sword off of someone else anyways, so why should I hand it over to you?"

  Qingfeng Li stood in his spot, looking left and right, motionless.

  It was all very clear to Qingfeng Li now that the Void Monk and Linger Yao were fighting for possession of the Purple Thunder Sword.

  Qingfeng Li watched with curiosity and found that the Purple Thunder Sword was indeed a special weapon. It was a half step Spirit Emperor Realm spiritual device.