Chapter 314

Chapter 314: I See a Bloody Disaster Upon You

Han Ziyu and her companion wore stunned expressions. Rumors claimed the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion possessed vast divine abilities and could do anything imaginable, yet in the two women’s view, masters skilled in the art of calculations and divination usually paid scant attention to their own combat prowess. This seemed to be a widely held belief.

Ye Xu found it strange. Who had told them this notion?

"I appreciate the sentiment from both Daoist friends," Ye Xu said with a light chuckle. "If there is no pressing matter, please wait within Heaven’s Secret Pavilion for Mu Daoting to arrive."

Seeing Ye Xu’s aura of unwavering confidence, the two women felt reassured.

"Sister, we shall wait," Yu Ziyi said, hatred flashing in her eyes. Karma brought its own cycle; retribution was inescapable. Perhaps the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was Formless Demon Lord’s very reckoning.

Han Ziyu hesitated for several breaths before slowly nodding.

The incarnation of Li Ruoshui standing nearby also wore a thoughtful expression.

"Mu Daoting… why does this name feel so familiar?" Li Ruoshui murmured, feeling as though she had heard the name somewhere before.

"Bring tea," Ye Xu said, too lazy to give her an answer. Once Formless Demon Lord arrived, Li Ruoshui’s confusion would naturally resolve itself.

One stick of incense later, Formless Demon Lord, clad in black robes, suddenly appeared outside Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. Divine patterns swirled within his pupils, as if seeking to penetrate the very essence of the pavilion.

"Mere trickery," Formless Demon Lord snorted coldly. Despite his gaze, he couldn’t see through the Pavilion; even his Divine Sense failed to penetrate the structure.

Nevertheless, Formless Demon Lord felt no fear. Having dominated the Immortal Realm for millions of years, he had dealt with numerous Innate Divine Beings and top-tier Immortal Venerables. Yet, the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was someone he had never even heard of before.

His eyes fell upon the pair of couplets flanking the entrance, eliciting only scorn.

"Even Xuan Du Ancient Immortal never boasted so grandly," Formless Demon Lord sneered. "Do you believe you’re the Son of Heaven?"

"Since you’ve come, then step inside and speak." Ye Xu’s voice drifted from within Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

Formless Demon Lord was about to step inside when his right foot paused mid-air. A wave of restless unease surged within him.

He channeled his profound cultivation technique, forcibly suppressing the unsettling feeling, and stepped decisively over the threshold.

Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi met him with cold, indifferent stares.

"It’s you!" exclaimed Li Ruoshui’s incarnation in shock. "The Second Generation Patriarch!"

Formless Demon Lord had resumed his true appearance. His features hadn’t changed a whit; they were identical to the image in the second portrait within Taihao Heavenly Sect’s Patriarch Hall.

"You recognize This Lord? Are you a disciple of Taihao Heavenly Sect?" Formless Demon Lord stared at Li Ruoshui. "Why you are an incarnation?"

Li Ruoshui’s thoughts raced. "Master Mu," she said, "This disciple is the thirty-ninth generation sect master of Taihao Heavenly Sect. My incarnation is currently trapped here by the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. I implore Master Mu to rescue me."

"Heh heh…" Formless Demon Lord let out an unnatural laugh. "The Taihao Heavenly Sect regards me as a traitor. Yet you still call me ‘Master’… aren’t you afraid the old fossils will punish you for it?"

Li Ruoshui’s heart tightened.

"Fear not," Formless Demon Lord stated emotionlessly. "After I kill the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion today, I’ll conveniently see you freed." He understood Li Ruoshui’s intention perfectly well – she sought to exploit him to facilitate her own escape.

His gaze swept past Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi, finally landing on Ye Xu.

From start to finish, Ye Xu hadn’t deigned to grant Formless Demon Lord a direct glance. Bored, he was amusing himself, playing Go with his left hand against his right in a solitary game of Five in a Row.

"Yellow-haired brat, are you the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

The Formless Demon Lord took out two jade slips and said coldly, "Is the information in these two jade slips all from your hand?"

"Truly difficult to defeat oneself," said Ye Xu as he set down the game piece and gathered the chess pieces unhurriedly.

"What a master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion! Truly arrogant!"

The Formless Demon Lord was so enraged that he laughed instead, considering himself a great Immortal Venerable worthy of being called a mighty lord, yet being ignored by a mere youngster at this moment.

"Master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, you claim to know everything and calculate all matters under heaven. Have you ever divined your own fate?" The Formless Demon Lord revealed his murderous aura.

Ye Xu smiled.

"Daoist friend, your words hold reason. It has been one year since I founded the pavilion, and though I have performed countless divinations, I’ve truly never divined for myself," Ye Xu stared at the Formless Demon Lord and said, "Could you be interested in reading my fate?"

"Correct."

The Formless Demon Lord laughed heartily and said, "I have killed countless people in my lifetime—not good at divination, only at face-reading."

"At first glance, I knew you would face a bloody calamity today!"

The Formless Demon Lord’s killing intent surged violently.

Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi’s expressions turned solemn.

He was about to strike.

"Hahaha…" Ye Xu burst into laughter, clutching his abdomen, "In the year since founding the pavilion, more people have wanted to kill me than I can count, but none have offered to divine my fate."

"Daoist friend, you are the first."

"For this reason, I can offer you a free divination!"

The Formless Demon Lord showed a faint sneer; he didn’t rush to attack but crossed his arms and stared icily at Ye Xu.

"What a coincidence!"

Ye Xu said in surprise, "Daoist friend, you too will encounter a bloody calamity today!"

"Bullshit!"

The Formless Demon Lord erupted in fury as his killing intent exploded entirely; after pretending civility for a long time, he could no longer restrain himself and channeled his magic power to attack Ye Xu.

"Extreme true demonic domain!"

With a shout, the true demonic domain was unleashed, pulling the entire Heaven’s Secret Pavilion into its grasp. Thick and eerie demonic energy raged, and demonic forces assaulted everything.

Countless demons arose from the chaos, invading their Dao hearts.

At the Immortal Venerable realm, after cultivating to the end of the Great Dao, their paths had reached an extreme, mastering one or even several ultimate powers under heaven and earth.

If unable to surpass that ultimate power, they would be assimilated.

The Formless Demon Lord was undoubtedly an elite among them.

Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi were utterly terrified; earlier, the Formless Demon Lord had not used his true abilities, but now he clearly employed his full might, and their bodies, Great Dao, and primordial spirits began to demonize bit by bit.

"I’ll see where my bloody calamity stems from today!" snarled the Formless Demon Lord, his face twisted ferociously.

Ye Xu remained composed; he softly snapped his fingers, and the demons vanished like a gentle breeze. The Extreme true demonic domain shrank continuously before retreating into the Formless Demon Lord’s body.

Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi also returned to normal.

Both looked astounded; destroying the extreme domain in the blink of an eye was impossible for an ordinary Immortal Venerable expert—it required at least semi-Immortal Emperor level, one nearing the ultimate realm.

This Master truly possessed vast divine abilities, as rumored far and wide.

"Disaster." Seeing this, the Formless Demon Lord’s mind went blank; all killing intent vanished, his expression frantic, "This time, I’ve kicked an iron plate."

"Master will be felled."

Li Ruoshui’s incarnation stared wide-eyed, unbelievably.

Ye Xu’s strength had indeed surpassed the Immortal Venerable realm and reached the ultimate stage; across all under heaven, likely very few had achieved this step.

"Daoist friend, was this divination of mine accurate?"

Ye Xu gazed at the Formless Demon Lord, a smile playing on his lips.

This smile made the Formless Demon Lord tremble inwardly.

"Master, I still have affairs to attend to. I’ll read your face properly another day." The Formless Demon Lord smiled more sourly than a grimace, unleashed his divine abilities, and vanished into the void.

Ye Xu picked up the teacup and did not pursue.

"Master, are you letting him go?" Yu Ziyi inquired, perplexed.

"Not urgent."

Ye Xu smiled and said, "Let him escape a while longer."