Volume Four: Renowned Everywhere Chapter 157: The Demon of Time and Space

The Space-Time Demon manipulated the Sword of Time, which was slowly taking form in the air. Taken aback by Qin Yang's words, it paused for a moment, then shook its head and tried channeling its power once again.

Upon seeing this, Qin Yang realized that the Space-Time Demon before him had already gained sentience, and his heart surged with wild elation.

"Little kitty, let me tell you a joke!"

"If you have a fart, let it go, or it'll strain your heart; if you have none and force it out, it's good exercise! I'm about to let one rip, everyone pay attention, the moment it sounds, give a big ovation!"

Giggle, giggle, giggle.

Hearing this, the Space-Time Demon burst into giggles, its little paws clapping continuously. As a result, the fully formed Sword of Time slowly began to dissipate.

Squeak, squeak! Watching the Sword of Time vanish, the Space-Time Demon wore a human-like expression of frustration. It then glared at Qin Yang, sensing that all of this was his fault—if he hadn't made it laugh, its Sword of Time would surely have been successfully cast.

It waved its paws as if warning him that it would make him pay.

Damn it, manipulating space just like that—it's trying to crush me to death!

Seeing this, Qin Yang knew he could not sit idly by and wait for death. The dynamic between them was currently unequal; the Space-Time Demon paid him no mind at all, seeing as he was essentially a prisoner.

Myriad Calamities Saber Technique!

High up in the sky, the seven Supreme Elders of the Zhong family turned pale. Normally, setting up this Seven-Star Fiend Array was never this strenuous, nor did it consume countless spiritual stones.

Had Qin Yang from North Sea not still been trapped inside, they would have nearly given up by now. At this point, they could only attribute it to Qin Yang being far too powerful.

Of course, it was also possible that the fiend linked to the array was simply too formidable.

Yet why on earth was Qin Yang still not dead?

Inside the formation, the fluctuations grew increasingly intense. Zhong Jingyu gritted his teeth and tossed several thousand more spiritual stones into the mix.

As long as they could kill Qin Yang and obtain the treasures on him, everything would be worth it. Time was tight and the task was heavy; he looked at the other six elders and said, "Throw all the remaining spiritual stones in. Let's finish this quickly."

Everyone watching the scene wore expressions of deep regret; seeing a talent of a generation perish like this was indeed a pity.

No one present favored Qin Yang's chances. After all, the Seven-Star Fiend Array was far too powerful, capable of connecting to the fiend realm and summoning fiends. How could an ordinary person possibly withstand the attack of a fiend?

Boom, boom, boom!

This single saber strike drained almost all of his true Qi, leaving his complexion looking dreadful, but the results were good—it directly shattered the spatial shackles.

The Space-Time Demon waved its little paws, looking thoroughly displeased as it slashed them through the air, preparing to launch another attack.

Qin Yang's eyes widened. The spiritual Qi of heaven and earth around him suddenly grew dense, and he greedily absorbed it, recovering rapidly.

The terrifying spiritual Qi was nearing materialization.

Damn it, just how many spiritual stones must be wasted for this? Even keeping twenty or thirty spiritual stones for himself required extreme frugality, yet the Zhong family was wasting them so recklessly—were they not afraid of divine retribution?

Of course, at this moment, he wished they would waste even more. Last time, it was due to a lack of sufficient spiritual Qi that he failed to break through; this time, he was determined to absorb his fill.

The Myriad Leaf Saber Formation was deployed all around him to guard against any sneak attacks by the Space-Time Demon. He sat cross-legged and began running the Immortal-Slaying Art.

Looking at Qin Yang, the Space-Time Demon felt a wave of boredom. Such a fine plaything, yet he refused to play with it anymore—how could it possibly be in a good mood?

While swallowing the spiritual Qi like a whale, Qin Yang recalled the Space-Time Demon's attack methods and its sublime mastery over space and time within his mind.

This allowed him to further refine his Yin-Yang Domain.

Multi-tasking was put into full gear, while the outside world was thrown into a massive uproar at this very moment.

Lord Blood Fiend, Vice Master of the Seventy-Two Caves of the Ancient Martial World.

Even people from the Holy Fire Temple had arrived, led by the grand steward who managed all affairs big and small within the temple.

The Blood Clan, the Wolf Clan, the island nation of Kou, and even the Heavenly Demon Sect had dispatched representatives. Everyone stared intently at the formation; with the situation unclear, no one made a move, and they could only wait patiently.

Curious onlookers carefully counted the crowd and drew in a sharp breath. Good grief, just the powerhouses at the peak of the Profound Passing Realm numbered seven in total—a truly terrifying figure.

A figure in white robes drifted across the sky, causing everyone to pause slightly before shouting out in surprise, "Whoa, it's the White-Clothed Sword Saint Ao Tian! I never expected him to come as well."

Then, people caught sight of a young man carrying a massive saber by Ao Tian's side, and gasped once more.

Zhang Kuang, disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect.

Immediately, excitement filled their faces. The more people who arrived, the more spectacular the ensuing battle would surely be.

An eerie, chilling aura washed over the area, prompting everyone to fix their gazes on the entrance. A woman wearing a black trench coat appeared; she was strikingly beautiful, yet no one dared to underestimate her.

Black Spider.

Damn it, people from the Dark Holy See had actually come as well. Would representatives from the Light Holy See show up next?

Even as the thought crossed everyone's minds, the people of the Light Holy See appeared. Their Holy Maiden wore a veil, completely obscuring her facial features from sight, but closely trailing behind her were two middle-aged men clad in crimson robes.

Red-robed priests. Such strength was considered top-tier even within the Light Holy See.

The situation grew increasingly complex, and more factions continued to arrive. All of this was triggered solely by Qin Yang of North Sea.

Living up to his name, Zhang Kuang did not wait for Ao Tian. He lashed out with a fierce slash of the saber in his hand, sending a blade radiance surging through the air. The radiance expanded rapidly as it swept toward the members of the Zhong family.

The strike came far too suddenly. The Zhong family members had never imagined that, under the current circumstances, anyone would still dare to launch an attack, and several of them were instantly cut down in pools of blood.

"Zhang Kuang, you kill my Zhong family members—what is the meaning of this?" Zhong Jingyu demanded in a harsh voice.

"What is the meaning of this?" Zhang Kuang pointed his-Jinghong saber straight at the sky, a look of utter disdain on his face. "You lot use an array to deal with my brother, and you have the nerve to ask me what I mean?"

Zhang Kuang soared into the sky, gripping his massive saber and preparing to strike the formation, when Blood Fiend, the Vice Master of the Seventy-Two Caves, stepped forward. "Hehehe, Clan Head Zhong, you'd better focus on maintaining your array."

Seeing Blood Fiend, Zhang Kuang furrowed his brow. The man was a long-established overlord, and matching him left Zhang Kuang noticeably lacking in confidence.

"I didn't expect Blood Fiend to be interested in this affair as well. Since that's the case, allow me to test your skills." Ao Tian stepped forward, his white robes fluttering in the wind, a smile playing across his face.

Hearing this, Blood Fiend felt his heart tighten sharply. This Ao Tian was even more terrifying than Zhang Kuang; his swordsmanship was nothing short of miraculous, and his combat prowess was in no way inferior to an ordinary peak Profound Passing Realm expert.

"Hmph, very well. In that case, let me experience the legendary prowess of the White-Clothed Sword Saint."

Blood Fiend let out a cold snort as his long robes billowed. With a single palm strike, a sea of blood surged forth, condensing into a colossal palm in mid-air covered entirely in dripping blood—a genuinely bleeding hand.

New fluctuations rippled through the sky once again. No one expected that the ones making a move this time would be the people from Kou, who were promptly intercepted and blocked by the forces of the Holy Fire Temple.

Black Spider looked around at the martial artists present, showing no intention of joining the fray whatsoever. After all, she was merely there to spectate.

The arrival of Wang Kun and his companions filled Zhang Kuang with elation, and he led them in a charge to slaughter the Zhong family members.

Watching the elite members of the Zhong family fall one by one below, Zhong Jingyu felt his eyelids split from rage as murderous intent surged within him. "Since you all want to save him, then I will make damn sure he dies!"

Swish—a full ten thousand spiritual stones were burned and poured into the Seven-Star Fiend Array.

Hiss!

Witnessing the madness of the Zhong family, everyone drew in a sharp breath.

Damn it, they're really going all out!