Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 273: Chapter 188: Rescue (Second Update)

The flower sedan chair made its way forward.

Heading towards West Ridge Mountain, all living beings retreated and the myriad beasts fell silent as it passed.

This rate of advance was no slower than that of the Thousand-Handed Centipede. The flower sedan chair, transformed from the Heavenly Ghost Map, moved sporadically, one moment it was a hundred meters away, and in the next second, it appeared in another place altogether.

As the sky gradually darkened, the flower sedan chair arrived near West Ridge Mountain, where Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan, along with Ning Xinyue, had agreed to meet.

However, as soon as he got there, Su Jie found that the place was anything but peaceful, with the sounds of shouting and fighting deafening to the ears.

Peering through the parted curtains of the sedan chair, Su Jie’s Divine Eye saw the battlefield several kilometers away, where intense fighting was taking place.

Dozens of Righteous Disciples were fighting together, with the glows of Magic Artifacts, Magic, and talismans streaking across the night sky.

These disciples’ backgrounds were unknown, but those they were attacking were none other than Ning Xinyue and Xiao Fengyuan.

“Those Demon Cultivators, don’t you dare resist arrest.”

“They’re nearly done for, let’s all work together to kill them right here.”

“Don’t let them get away, they wreaked havoc in East Victory City, slaughtered the entire town, and harmed our brothers and sisters, they must pay with their lives.”

The disciples shouted in anger. East Victory City had been sealed off for a few days, and within it were high-ranking students from various sects.

These disciples had come to investigate, but since they couldn’t enter East Victory City, they lingered outside.

On the other side of East Victory City, they did not collide with Yu Wenjing and others who had escaped, but they did encounter Ning Xinyue and Xiao Fengyuan, who had been carried out by the Centipede Insect Blanket, and they had been pursuing them ever since.

“It’s just our luck, we told you, we had nothing to do with East Victory City, can’t you understand human speech?”

Ning Xinyue knocked a Righteous Disciple away with her Vajra Bracelet, her pretty face full of displeasure as she shouted with her hands on her hips, “Your brothers and sisters were saved by us, and now you turn your back on us, don’t you have any brains?”

“Demon Cultivator, how dare you spout such nonsense, our brothers and sisters would never work with you demons.”

“The more you emphasize something, the more it shows what you lack. Brother surely must have been killed by them.”

“Quick, go to the sect and call for help, capture them and bring them back to the sect, maybe we can find our brothers’ whereabouts.”

“The opponent is the Nine-headed Demon Spear from Ghost Ridge Palace, killing him will definitely boost our morale.”

Despite Ning Xinyue’s words, the group of disciples did not believe her at all, and their shouting only intensified, which infuriated Ning Xinyue.

“There’s no use talking to them, all these Righteous Disciples deserve to be killed.”

Xiao Fengyuan held the Blood Cang Spear, its body piercing through two Righteous Disciples, turning them into dried husks to replenish his own injuries, yet the small amount of blood was but a drop in the bucket for his severe wounds.

At that moment, Xiao Fengyuan was in a tragic state, covered in blood from head to toe, with bones and organs severely damaged, broken beyond count.

On the other side, the Multi-legged Centipede with Top Grade Three Refinements was severed in half, and both the man and the beast were at the end of their tether.

Even so, he fought at the forefront, because his family had been harmed by the Righteous Sect, and he harbored an extraordinary hatred for these Righteous Disciples.

“Brother Xiao, you should retreat first.”

Ning Xinyue was anxious, feeling helpless despite her willingness to fight.

In East Victory City, both had sustained serious injuries from their confrontation with Zou Minzun, and had nearly exhausted their Spiritual Energy.

Otherwise, these disciples really wouldn’t be a match for the two of them.

In the midst of speaking, a Flying Sword shot towards them with immense speed, Xiao Fengyuan’s neck was penetrated, and his windpipe was torn apart.

If it weren’t for his cultivation of Demon Technique, which allowed him to recover by consuming others’ blood, he would have long since been on his way to report to hell.

“It’s alright, even if I’m dying, I’ll take a few of them with me.”

His body swayed, and Xiao Fengyuan steadied himself with his hands on the Blood Cang Spear, barely managing not to fall. He wanted to muster his strength again but the spiritual power inside him was nearly exhausted.

“He’s almost done for, everyone together now, slay the demon and subdue the evil, to avenge our brothers and sisters.”

Seeing this, the hearts of numerous Righteous Disciples surged with fervor; filled with the intent to slay demons and make a name for themselves, they charged forward en masse.

Once they killed Xiao Fengyuan, the celebrated wielder of the Nine-headed Demon Spear, they would surely receive great rewards from their sect and become instantly famous throughout the land.

“You want to slay demons? What bold words. But it seems I should be the one to send you on your way.”

Suddenly, a voice filled with wild domination rang out across the battlefield.

The disciples turned their heads to look toward the source of the voice.

Upon hearing this familiar voice, both Ning Xinyue and Xiao Fengyuan relaxed as if a massive burden had been lifted from them and their faces filled with joy.

“What’s that sound?”

“Who’s speaking?”

The Righteous Disciples were filled with unease when they saw a dragon and phoenix adorned flower sedan chair being carried up the mountain path by eight fierce ghosts each as tall as ten feet.

Around the sedan, numerous fierce ghosts carried flower vases, flower candles, incense balls, skirt boxes, clothes boxes, and other items while papermen beat gongs and scattered flower candies and golden paper, creating a grand bridal procession that stretched for miles.

A few of the Righteous Disciples at the outskirts of the battlefield instinctively wanted to retreat; the ghosts accompanying this bridal flower sedan were a bit too terrifying.

But their movements were too slow; the speed of the sedan was much faster than the eye could see.

A few disciples who stood in the path of the advancing sedan fell apart, their muscles disintegrating and bones turning to dust, leaving nothing but their skins behind on the spot.

The human skins developed the texture of paper, transforming into brand new papermen, except these were made from human skin paper.

The papermen held instruments made of paper and joined the sedan procession, their faces adorned with upsetting smiles as they continued to play, becoming an inconspicuous part of the wedding procession.

“It seems like something even fiercer has come.” @@novelbin@@

This scene sent chills down the spines of the Righteous Disciples present.

As the sedan advanced, it appeared auspicious with dragons and phoenixes, wrapped in golden silk, glittering with pearls, and ornately decorated with gold and jade, unrivalled in splendor and majesty, meant to exude an atmosphere of joy and auspiciousness.

But in reality, there was an invisible chilling aura around the sedan, and the air was oppressively heavy.

Wherever the sedan passed, neither the moonlight nor the insect noises among the plants dared to approach the ghostly vehicle.

The Righteous Disciples couldn’t even begin to imagine what sort of entity rode within the sedan; they could only watch helplessly as what should have been called a “flower sedan chair” would be more aptly deemed a ghostly one, continued its eerie advance, and the atmosphere on the mountain path became filled with dread.

As the disciples were uncertain whether to fight or flee,

The curtain of the sedan, woven from golden silk, was lifted, and the Ghost Bride, Han Ruyan, stepped out. The ferocious ghosts around her bowed down, as if welcoming an honored empress.

“Husband, may I start killing?”

Han Ruyan surveyed her surroundings with a chilling and eerie gaze.

“Kill them all.”

Su Jie stepped out from the sedan as well, without any intention of restraining Han Ruyan’s request.

Almost as soon as Su Jie granted the request, the windows on either side of the sedan and the front curtains blew open, and a wave of chilling aura swept across relentlessly.

A ghastly ghost face appeared on the sedan, the embedded pearls becoming ghostly eyes, and its gaping mouth seemed bottomless as if leading straight to the depths of hell.

In the next moment, the chilling wind backlashed, and the disciples lost control of their bodies, getting swallowed toward the ghost face on the sedan.