Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Record of the Eradication of Bandits (Continued Three)

Inside the secret valley cave, the Black Faced Demon, seated on a stone throne, suddenly shivered.

A sense of inexplicable danger surged in his heart!

The bandit leader hesitantly set down his goblet and reached for a brass mirror.

“Big brother, what’s wrong?”

A rugged muscular man sitting beside him asked in confusion, “Is something happening?”

The Black Faced Demon forced a smile and replied, “It’s nothing, just checking the situation outside.”

“Black Faced Demon” was not his real name but a nickname given by others, which he adopted as his own.

This was quite normal; rogue cultivators who turned to banditry usually used aliases or nicknames.

Black Faced Demon earned his name because of his dark face, ruthless nature, and love for killing. With such a reputation, he attracted a group of destitute loose cultivators, gathering them in the mountains to rob merchant travelers.

Things were going relatively well for him.

But Black Faced Demon understood that this kind of business couldn’t last a lifetime. One day, a powerful disciple from a Sect might suddenly appear, and with a mere wave of their hand, they could wipe them all out.

To protect himself, Black Faced Demon spent most of his plundered wealth on fortifying his stronghold.

What he had just retrieved was one half of the Dual Mirrors, specifically the brass mirror.

The corresponding brass mirror was placed outside the cave, allowing him to watch the outside scene even when the cave was sealed, preventing surprise attacks.

As he infused his magical power, the valuable brass mirror instantly displayed the image seen by the other mirror.

Then, Black Faced Demon was stunned to see a hand quickly enlarging in the image, which soon turned into a “black screen”!

“Not good!”

The bandit leader immediately felt something was terribly wrong. He jumped up and shouted, “Enemy Attack!”

Not only was there a problem with the Dual Mirrors, the formations set at the cave entrance were also triggered!

Boom!

Before Black Faced Demon finished speaking, the surrounding bandits hadn’t reacted yet when they heard a thunderous roar come from the cave entrance, and countless fragments of stone burst forth in all directions.

The stone door, which was three feet thick and reinforced with magical spells, was forcefully smashed from the outside!

A tall and sturdy figure burst in, rushing into the midst of the bandits in the blink of an eye.

Black Faced Demon roared, “Kill him!”

At the same time, the bandit leader flew backward, pulling out two talismans and slapping them onto himself.

Black Faced Demon understood very well that this intruding enemy was not to be trifled with, and they were no match for him and his men.

As the saying goes, it’s better for a fellow traveler to die than a poor Taoist; he wasn’t about to shield his underlings from danger.

Instead, as long as his subordinates could buy him three breaths of time, he was confident he could escape.

Although it was a pity to lose his long-managed hideout, it was better than losing his life!

Black Faced Demon was very clear-headed, and his calculations were spot on, with an almost impeccable speed and method for responding.

However, just as he activated the talismans on himself, he heard a commanding shout in his ear.

“Freeze!”

The Black Faced Demon shuddered involuntarily, his whole body sinking into a sticky marsh, utterly immobilized.

Body Freezing Technique!

At this moment, the Black Faced Demon was plunged into the depths of despair.

He was a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Training; under normal circumstances, even a Qi Training cultivator with perfect mastery in Qi Training could not use this technique to restrict his movements.

But his opponent was a genuine Purple Palace cultivator!

Standing frozen, the Black Faced Demon watched helplessly as the newcomer swung a bronze staff, unleashing a Blood Rain among his gang of followers.

With one swipe, five or six bandits burst into blood and flesh, their severed limbs flying in all directions!

These bandits were all Qi Training cultivators, with the lowest at the second and third levels, and the highest at four or five, yet they were no match for the opponent’s bronze staff; they couldn’t withstand even a single strike.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Puffs of blood mist exploded, and in an instant, a dozen bandits were slaughtered.

“Ah!”

The remaining bandits screamed in terror, completely losing their fighting spirit. They scattered in all directions, wishing they had more legs to escape.

Clang!

The next moment, a brilliant sword light illuminated the entire cave.

Shimmering streams of light appeared one after another, sending heads soaring into the sky and deepening the already heavy bloodshed!

The fleeing bandits fell one by one, with only a few clever or cowardly ones surviving by cowering on the ground, trembling in fear.

After the flying sword wiped out the remaining foes, it turned back and hovered above the Black Faced Demon.

The bandit leader felt a wave of relief as the binding power vanished, and he couldn’t help but kneel down.

“Spare my life, Higher Steward!”

Resistance was futile; the faster one fought back, the worse the death would be. Under overwhelming power, any plot was just a joke, and he had no bargaining chips.

The Black Faced Demon only hoped to prove useful to the newcomer, believing that living another moment was better than dying.

Wang Chen smiled lightly and recalled the flying sword with a flick of his hand.

He sat down on a nearby stone seat and said to the kneeling Black Faced Demon, “I ask, you answer, understand?”

This gang of bandits’ hideout was quite intriguing; they had hollowed out the mountains to build a large cave dwelling, which was well-organized and had noticeably richer spiritual energy than the outside world.

If Wang Chen were still just a loose cultivator, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to stay here and cultivate.

Of course, he was not interested in that now.

“Understood, understood!”

The Black Faced Demon repeatedly bowed his head, his black face filled with terror.

His face was the most obvious identifier, allowing Wang Chen to pinpoint the leader of this gang with ease.

Wang Chen waved his hand, setting up magical restrictions around the two.

He asked directly, “I want to find Xuanyi Dao Ren. Do you have any way to do that?”

The Black Faced Demon was instantly stunned: “Xuanyi Dao Ren?”

He certainly knew who Xuanyi Dao Ren was, but he never expected that Wang Chen would invade his hideout and kill his subordinates just to find Xuanyi Dao Ren!

The Black Faced Demon answered, trembling, “I, I don’t know where Xuanyi Dao Ren is.”

“Hmm.”

Wang Chen nodded, “So, you are useless?”

He raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together to form a sword finger, a golden light shining at the tip.

The Black Faced Demon felt a sharp pain in the center of his brow, as if a deadly blade was about to pierce his brain, causing him to panic: “Spare my life, Higher Steward! I know who can contact Xuanyi Dao Ren!”

His instinct told him that Wang Chen really intended to kill him, not merely to intimidate him.

Wang Chen withdrew his hand, “Speak.”

The Black Faced Demon lowered his head: “Xiaoyao Sanren, he has a good relationship with Xuanyi Dao Ren. I know where he is hiding; I can take you there!”

Wang Chen smiled.

He formed his hand into a blade and struck toward the bandit leader from a distance.

“Ah!”

With a scream, a bloody arm fell to the ground.

“Liar,” Wang Chen said lightly, “I’ll give you one last chance.”

“Next time, it won’t just be your arm that falls!”