No demons in all realms

Chapter 12 The Little Child's Despair

The man in black knelt on the ground, his clothes soaked with blood, and he was still spitting out blood. Blood was flowing from the wounds all over his body.

He kept muttering to himself, "Impossible! Impossible! I'm the greatest genius in the Spirit Mine for a thousand years, how could I be defeated by a child who's only a few years old? Impossible! This is impossible!"

This battle not only defeated the man in black, but also shattered the pride that a genius boy had held since childhood.

The little boy plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. His face was deathly pale. Although he seemed to have easily defeated his opponent, the actual situation was not much better. After all, such a gap in realm was not so easy to overcome.

In fact, the power and cultivation he can unleash is a forbidden technique called "Burning Refinement Technique". This forbidden technique is a technique that requires the user to overdraw all their physical strength in order to gain twenty times the power. After using it, the body will enter a three-day period of weakness.

Chen Luoluo, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, immediately flew to the little baby's side, took out a pill from her pocket and fed it to the baby, patted the baby's shoulder, and said softly, "Leave everything else to me."

Chen Luoluo summoned the "Breaking the Sky" sword, and the evening clouds surged like ink, while three golden lightning bolts split open in the sky.

Chen Luoluo crushed the dust in mid-air with her toes, stared at the remaining five men in black, held the "Breaking the Void" sword, and slashed out a crimson-gold halo. The five men in black burst out with their auras and picked up their weapons to meet Chen Luoluo's attack.

The first to be hit had his breastplate explode instantly. Before he could even groan, he was thrown a hundred feet by the sword energy and crashed straight to the ground, spitting out blood.

The second person's figure suddenly transformed into nine afterimages, and the black iron chains twisted into a giant python that devoured the sky, attacking Chen Luoluo.

Chen Luoluo didn't take it seriously. She flipped her wrist and the sword blade hung upside down. The sword spine hummed and shattered the seven illusory images. Her true body's collarbone was instantly branded with a faint golden crow pattern.

The chains melted into molten iron before they even touched the hem of her clothes, splashing everywhere. With a single raised hand, she knocked the attacker to the ground.

Two more curved blades attacked from a blind spot, their blades shrouded in chaotic black mist.

She spun around and unleashed a three-inch sword domain. As the golden light surged, illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars flowed from the tip of her sword, freezing the two attacks for a moment.

With a swift movement, she grasped the air with her left palm, her overwhelming power crushing the two evil weapons. The wielder's fingers were shattered, and blood mist bloomed into a red lotus within the shockwave.

Finally, the two roared and formed hand seals, causing a blood-red array to rise from the ground. The woman pointed her sword at the heavens, drawing down lightning from the nine heavens, and the blade suddenly transformed into a hundred-foot-long pillar of light.

Wherever the golden lightning passed, the array patterns melted like thin ice. One person was blown away by the shockwave, while the other barely managed to raise a bone shield. The two, along with their magical artifacts, were blasted into dust the moment the sword touched them.

Chen Luoluo looked at the person she had attacked and killed and was truly amazed. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that it was her attack.

The black-clad leader, looking at his fallen fellow disciples, couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Hahahaha! Wanjian Manor truly produces many talented individuals. I never imagined that even with all the geniuses of my sect gathered here, they couldn't even match a woman and a little child. How laughable!"

"Is this some kind of 'going crazy' just because they can't win?"

The black-clad man who was in the lead lifted his mask, revealing himself to be a handsome young man. However, after a fierce battle, his face was noticeably pale. He took out a blue jade bottle from his pocket and drank the entire contents of the medicine in one gulp.

"If you can't beat them, you take drugs?"

Suddenly, the black-robed youth's aura changed drastically, and his cultivation level surged from the peak of the Nourishing Yuan Realm to the Tribulation Transcending Realm. As he crushed the jade bottle with his knuckles, a beast-like growl escaped his throat.

Beneath his pale skin, dark muscles bulged, and his pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints. The black-robed youth's once aloof, smiling eyes were now clouded with bloodshot mist.

The crisp sound of the hair crown breaking was swallowed up by the air blast, and the long, black hair moved without wind, with tiny ice crystals condensing at the ends.

As the crack crept across his brow, the young man suddenly froze, like a puppet on strings. His right eye gradually glowed with a golden hue, while his left eye remained a deep, inky black.

The power of the bloodline within the little child's body pulsated faintly, as if it were very excited. "Could it be that the person opposite also has the bloodline of the demon race?" This was the first thought that surged into the little child's mind, but this answer was quickly rejected.

Because when facing the demon race, the little child's bloodline power was always extremely arrogant, as if it were above all the demon race's bloodlines.

The black-robed youth reached out and grabbed his tattered spear, pointing the tip at the baby's location. His eyes were fixed on the baby, his murderous intent undisguised.

Chen Luoluo drew her sword and stood in front of the little child. The two locked eyes, and the sparks flying between them were palpable. It was clear that a fierce battle was inevitable.

The black-robed youth flashed forward, thrusting his spear at Chen Luoluo in the blink of an eye. His marksmanship was completely different from his previous clumsy shooting against the little child. The black-robed youth's marksmanship now revealed a ruthless and terrifying aura, as if he had become a different person.

Chen Luoluo's cold, frost-like brows suddenly furrowed. Clearly, she hadn't reacted to the attack either, and she barely managed to block it with her sword.

A long spear of black iron, accompanied by a foul stench, pierced through the air. Chen Luoluo had no time to defend herself. The spear tip grazed her shoulder, and a few strands of silver hair mixed with blood drifted into the foul air.

"So fast!" Chen Luoluo exclaimed inwardly.

Upon closer inspection, the black-robed youth had a demonic rune gleaming with a dark purple light at the crack on his forehead, and his once handsome, sword-like eyebrows were now distorted, making him appear as if he were possessed.

Chen Luoluo staggered backward. When the spear blade, imbued with demonic energy, pierced through her left shoulder, drops of blood splattered onto her pale cheeks, reflecting the crazed expression in her pupils.

As Chen Luoluo lay dying, she suddenly curled her blood-stained lips into a smile, and the Qingfeng sword emitted its final clear sound.

When the sword pierced the young man's heart three inches deep, the spiritual sword was shattered by demonic energy, and the fragments fell like a rain of stars.

Her unfocused gaze swept across the waning moon in the sky, her blood-stained eyelashes slowly drooping, and she fell straight down from the sky.

"No!"

The little boy's pitiful cries rang out, but all he could do was stand there and watch. He was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He laboriously took a bead out of his pocket and called out softly.

The black-robed youth laughed as he looked at the man sitting on the ground, speaking in an almost perverse tone, "Hahahaha, despair? Yes, that's it! I won't let you die so easily. I'll go and catch those who escaped later. I'll make you watch your senior brothers and sisters die one by one before your eyes, slowly torturing you to death in agony, hahahahahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed youth flashed away, rushing straight into the distance. In just a moment, he returned, carrying a woman dressed in plain white, and stood before the little child, laughing maniacally, "This should also be your senior sister, right? If I torture her to death in front of you, you should be in a lot of pain, shouldn't you?"

"You beast! Are all the people in your spirit mine this despicable? If you're so capable, come and torture me! What kind of skill is it to bully a woman?" The little child could no longer hold back and cursed angrily.

"Hahahaha! Don't be in such a hurry! After I've slowly tormented your senior sister, I'll send you on your way." The man in the green robe stared at the little boy's angry face with a mad rage.

Zhang Lin struggled desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she was suppressed by the black-robed youth in front of her.

He forcibly knocked the woman in plain clothes unconscious, pressed her down in front of the baby, and then slowly tore open Zhang Lin's clothes, layer by layer...