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Chapter 282 The Five Great Ancestors of the Demon Sect

"Divine Dark Fist!"

Seeing Yang Ji's palm strike coming, Liu Xiaosheng bellowed. His black hair stood on end like an inverted waterfall, and the fierce light in his eyes was as pressing as swords. His right fist, gleaming with a dark aura, smashed out.

The sound of their powerful collision was like an earthquake, causing Immortal Mountain to fracture and space to collapse.

In this exchange of blows, Liu Xiaosheng was forced to retreat five steps in the air.

But Yang Ji did not retreat; instead, he pressed forward.

"Primordial Annihilation!"

Shouting, Yang Ji clashed with Liu Xiaosheng once again, employing a top-tier Immortal Technique with boundless power.

He had now realized that Liu Xiaosheng hadn't fully revealed the extent of his abilities, likely due to its connection to the Heavenly Demon and consequent reservations.

This suited Yang Ji just fine; he too had his own plans and didn't wish to expose too much in front of the Heavenly Demon, Liu Xiaosheng. This played into Yang Ji's hands.

"Great Curse Seal!"

Liu Xiaosheng's eyes flashed like lightning, his fists erupting with a dazzling green light. As their fists met, he felt his arms go numb and his body tremble slightly; a surging force seemed to invade his body.

Shocked, Liu Xiaosheng retreated again, but Yang Ji, seizing the advantage, didn't let up, shouting, "Primordial Annihilation!"

The Destruction Hand Seal was incredibly forceful, smashing towards Liu Xiaosheng's face. Forced to block, Liu Xiaosheng fought back with the overbearing might of a Demon King descending upon the world.

It was as if Shocking Thunder rumbled through the sky as the two powerhouses collided head-on.

A brilliant energy storm swept out in all directions, Liu Xiaosheng retreating as Yang Ji followed up once more.

A palm as fierce as a punch.

Energy burst forth continuously, the radiant light enveloping them both like surging waves.

The spectators were astonished, their expectations greatly exceeded, especially as Yang Ji was steadily suppressing Liu Xiaosheng, which was quite unforeseen.

Explosions rang out incessantly. Quick as lightning, Yang Ji's palms struck with increasing strength, and by the eighteenth palm, Liu Xiaosheng could no longer withstand it and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah..."

"How is this possible?" Liu Xiaosheng's followers exclaimed in shock, their belief shaken as he seemed unable to match Yang Ji.

Yang Ji's hair flew wildly as he relentlessly advanced, his moves fierce and wide-ranging, giving Liu Xiaosheng no chance to dodge. All of the fierce attacks were connected in a barrage, forcing Liu Xiaosheng to block and leaving him no room to evade.

After the thirty-sixth palm strike, Liu Xiaosheng roared in fury, unable to hold on any longer, and was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His gaze flickered, a hint of murderous intent hidden deep within. Even under such pressure from Yang Ji, he felt neither too much fear nor shock, for his strength and foundation were far beyond what had been revealed.

Above his head, the information "[Intent to Kill]," "[Hesitation]," "[Uncertainty]," and "[Must not reveal strength prematurely]" appeared.

Yang Ji glanced up and attacked once more, his movements extremely sharp. He continued to press with brutal and direct aggression, showing no finesse. An invisible "dominance" enveloped Liu Xiaosheng, forcing him to clash head-on and leaving no option for avoidance, pushing him to reveal his true capabilities.

After nine more consecutive palm strikes, Liu Xiaosheng kept coughing up blood, and Yang Ji felt utterly exhilarated.

In this moment, everyone's expressions shifted, their looks varied, but Yang Ji's dominance was deeply etched into their minds.

Bang!

Another palm strike, and Liu Xiaosheng was sent flying.

A trail of blood hung in the air as everyone looked on, dumbstruck. Could it be that Liu Xiaosheng had been defeated just like that?

Had a genius of the Wuji Dao Sect, destined to lead the Sect to glory, the legendary Red Dust Immortal, been toppled so easily?

Liu Xiaosheng's black hair billowed, and his eyes suddenly turned pitch-black, his murderous aura unmasked as he grew utterly furious.

He was about to unleash his killing move.

But just then, the space behind him tore open, and one by one, five figures emerged.

Each was immersed in a sky-high Demonic Qi, each with a demeanor that was deep, overbearing, or vicious... Each emitted a powerful presence that was no less than that of Shen Tuba.

"Is that? The Demon Sect?" Yang Ji's pupils constricted.

"Indeed, they are the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Black Demon Sect, the Demon God Sect, the Nine Nether Sect, and the Netherworld Sect—the Five Great Demon Sects," Elder Luo Lie stated. Continue reading stories on My Virtual Library Empire

"Sect Master, there's no need for you to teach him a lesson; we are more than enough!" The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect stood behind Liu Xiaosheng, his voice chillingly confident.

"Sect Master?" Yang Ji was somewhat surprised.

"The Five Great Demon Sects have now broken away from the Heavenly Demon and pledged allegiance to the Vice Sect Leader. We are now allies with the Wuji Dao Sect," Elder Luo Lie spoke again.

"Pledge to Liu Xiaosheng? Break away from the Heavenly Demon?" Yang Ji treated such claims as a joke—Liu Xiaosheng was himself a Heavenly Demon.

Whoosh!

"Young man, to match the Red Dust Immortal as a Seven Tribulations Immortal, you indeed have skill. Our Sect Master should not have to strike you down personally; leave it to us." In a flash of light, the Five Great Demon Sects' ancestors stood in front of Yang Ji, their imposing pressure bearing down on him.

"Oh? Then all of you come at me together," Yang Ji said indifferently, unafraid.

"One against five? Quite the boast! Fellow brothers, stand back and watch for now. If he wants to play, then I shall accompany him!" The Red Dust Immortal, who always carried supreme authority and pride, was seldom disrespected by others. After all, how could the greatest ancestor of a super sect ever be looked down upon like this?

The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect snorted coldly, stepped forward, fully aware of Yang Ji's strength and not daring to be careless. He immediately took out an ancient black bell, a precious Immortal Artifact, and raised it for battle.