Chapter 908: I Am Completely Invincible in the Mortal World (1)

"This was your trump card?" Li Xiaofei spoke calmly, "A mere projection of a Reaper dares to think it can defeat me?"

He was clearly disappointed. He had thought that Xue Bulong, who had been so eager to step forth and boast loudly, truly possessed some earth-shattering final move. But this was it?

He wasn’t afraid of a real Reaper, let alone the projection of a mid-tier, beast-type Reaper? Still, a flicker of interest stirred within him. If Xue Bulong had been able to summon a Reaper’s projection, then it meant the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect indeed had a connection to the Reapers. Finally, a sliver of a clue had surfaced.

Across from him, Xue Bulong’s face had gone deathly pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably. His mind was filled with countless questions and shock.

He wanted to ask,

What exactly is a Reaper?

But at that moment, he found himself unable to say a single word. Because he knew that he had lost. Even his strongest trump card had been rendered completely useless.

Thinking back on his earlier arrogance and eagerness to fight, he now saw himself for what he truly was. A desperate clown, leaping to his own doom.

Li Xiaofei took a slow step forward and said, "Speak. That technique just now, where did it come from?"

Xue Bulong instinctively stepped back and stammered, "You... That is the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect’s sect-defining divine art. How could I possibly tell you? Hmph. You... you’ve won. I... I admit defeat."

He was afraid now. Li Xiaofei had passed through the ten stages and had killed before. Xue Bulong didn’t want to die. The moment his greatest support had shattered, so too did his courage.

He was the typical kind of immortal sect cultivator. All of his arrogance and bluster had been built on the foundation of bullying the weak while relying on superior strength. But once he realized that he was far weaker than his opponent, all that confidence crumbled into dust.

"I already told you, your earlier answer greatly disappointed me." Li Xiaofei shook his head and said, "So now that you’ve lost, the punishment... is death."

He raised a single finger and pointed.

Whoosh.

𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

A streak of sword light tore through the air and Xue Bulong’s head exploded. A burst of red and white mist erupted as blood and brain matter scattered. His headless body was flung backward by the force of the strike, crashing violently into the pale green stone wall behind him. His body splattered into a mess of blood, bone, and crushed flesh.

Xue Bulong, Sect Master of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect, was dead. He hadn’t even had the chance to resist. Li Xiaofei had only struck once. It was as effortless as a giant crushing an insect beneath his foot.

For a moment, silence reigned. Then came a tidal wave of gasps and cries as the spectators burst into a frenzy. The experts of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect turned red-eyed with rage. Without hesitation, they surged toward the dueling arena in a wild fury.

"Master!"

"Avenge the Sect Master!"

"He killed our master, we’ll die fighting this demon!"

Many of the core disciples of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect were nearly blinded by rage, their eyes filled with bloodlust.

To have their own sect master butchered like a pig in front of all the gathered cultivators of the immortal Dao was such an enormous disgrace that it caused many disciples of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect to completely lose their minds.

Ironically, it was the elders and high-ranking protectors, those at the peak of the sect, who remained calm. They quickly moved to restrain their disciples before chaos could erupt.

Atop Stone Drum Mountain, the air was ablaze with fury and unrest. The other immortal sect experts could only gasp in shock. Rumors were one thing, but seeing it with their own eyes was another entirely.

Especially when they saw how effortlessly Li Xiaofei had dismantled Xue Bulong’s terrifying technique and slain him as casually as killing a chicken. The sheer ease of it left their hearts heavy and their spirits chilled.

Every step of the process made it painfully clear that Li Xiaofei’s strength operated on a completely different level. It was beyond their comprehension.

"Hahaha, how satisfying!" Li Yiyun burst into laughter, gazing up at the sky. He said, "You pathetic clowns really thought sheer numbers could make you comparable to my master?"

Yang Zhao was equally ecstatic, shouting, "Hah! Worthless fool! So much for being a sect master of the immortal Dao. Just one sword from my master, and he’s done! Who else under the heavens dares stand against him?"

Cheers and shouts erupted from the group of followers behind them. Naturally, the old monster couldn’t let Li Yiyun and Yang Zhao hog the spotlight with their flattery, so he raised his arm and shouted, “Master is invincible, peerless in this world! A thousand autumns and ten thousand generations, he shall unify the immortal Dao!”

"Master is invincible, he shall unify the immortal Dao!"

"Master is invincible!"

Kou Zhengyang and the others were flushed with passion, raising their arms and shouting along with them. Though they might not match the elite cultivators of other sects in terms of raw strength, Li Xiaofei’s followers had never once backed down when it came to morale and vocal power.

Meanwhile, An Wanshan and Lu Jiansheng stood silently within the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect’s ranks. Though they were grief-stricken at the death of their sect master, there was also a trace of bewilderment in their eyes.

Under Xue Bulong’s leadership, the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect had gradually become unrecognizable over the years, even to its own members. The disciples directly under the Sect Master’s faction had grown increasingly arrogant and domineering. They didn’t just casually kill mortals at the slightest provocation; even fellow disciples within the sect were frequently bullied and mistreated.

The recent forced conscription of virgin boys, girls, and even pregnant women from the Song State had been a brutal task imposed by Xue Bulong’s faction. Truthfully, there were those even within the sect who found such practices unreasonable. They deemed it too sinister, and too inhumane. But no one dared speak out under the pressure of the Sect Master’s authority.

Now, he was dead. And not everyone felt particularly sorrowful. Perhaps... the sect’s atmosphere could finally begin to change.

"Senior Brother," Jianling couldn’t help but lean in and whisper, "what exactly was that black demon bull projection just now?"

Lu Jiansheng said, “I don’t know.”

He truly didn’t. What had been summoned didn’t seem to belong to any orthodox cultivation path within the sect. He was especially disturbed by the aura that emanated from the black bull-demon’s shadow. It was brutality, cruelty, and destruction. Even with the arena’s protective formation shielding them, it still filled their hearts with unease.

That was clearly not the power of the immortal Dao. It was the kind of demonic energy long rejected and reviled by the righteous sects of the world. Even the method Xue Bulong had used to summon the demon, self-mutilation and feeding it with his blood essence, was steeped in bloodshed. It was a technique from the demonic Dao.

What kind of secret has the Sect Master been hiding all this time?

“Master...” Lu Jiansheng looked toward An Wanshan.

The latter merely shook his head and replied, “Just watch.”

Lu Jiansheng was stunned into silence. Elsewhere in the crowd, Zhuo Jing looked on with surprise, deep in thought. Yu Ge and her master, Granny Bai, both remained silent. Their faces betrayed no shock or anger, only a contemplative calm, as though working through something quietly in their minds.

“To deal with a demon like this, there's no need to speak of honor or fairness, let’s all attack together!” Suddenly, the sect master of the Blood Mist Sect, known as Blood Shadow, stepped forward and shouted boldly.

Pfft.

That single sentence made Li Xiaofei burst into laughter. There it was. The classic line had finally arrived. His laughter immediately enraged many of those present.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Six figures entered the dueling arena without hesitation. They were the sect masters of six great immortal sects, True Gu Sect, Six Harmony Sect, Azure Dragon Mountain, Douling Sect, Ten Thousand Dragon Valley, and Linglong Immortal Sect.

"Since you are so arrogant, the six of us will come and face you," said the thin sect master of True Gu Sect, known as Gu Zhenren. His body looked like human skin stretched over a bamboo pole, and his voice carried a sinister tone. The six of them each took a different position. Their formation quietly activated a powerful battle array. They had practiced it even before the battle began.

The Sixfold Fallen Immortal Formation, once unleashed, was enough to defeat the most supreme beings of the immortal Dao. Furthermore, these six were all standing at the peak of the immortal world. There was likely no immortal cultivator alive who could withstand their combined strength.

Li Xiaofei shook his head and said, "The six of you are not enough."

He turned to look at the other immortal sect cultivators and said, "Do not say I never gave you a chance. With Xue Bulong dead, there are still fifteen sect masters left among the sixteen great immortal sects. All of you may attack together."

As soon as he said this, heaven and earth seemed to tremble. Everyone gasped sharply.

What did we just hear?

Li Xiaofei is intending to take on fifteen immortal sect masters by himself?

Such madness and arrogance.

At that moment, the sect masters of the Flying Sound Sect, Linglong Immortal Sect, True Yang Sect, and the remaining great sects could no longer sit still.

"Demon Li, you are seeking death."

"Haha, since you have sincerely invited us, then I shall kindly grant your request."

"Brother Zhao, it seems that after one hundred years, you and I must once again join forces to eliminate evil together."

"These old bones of mine could indeed use some movement."

The sect masters of each great sect all rose to their feet.

Li Xiaofei’s arrogant invitation was exactly what they had hoped for. They had long wanted to join forces and eliminate this great enemy of the immortal sects. However, because of pride and reputation, especially in front of the core disciples of their sects, they could not bring themselves to act together without losing face.

But now that Li Xiaofei had provided them with a way out, they were more than willing to accept it without hesitation.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Figures flickered into motion. The sect masters of the remaining nine great immortal sects also entered the dueling arena one after another. The arena’s formation activated, sealing off the entire space and covering it completely. Fifteen figures surrounded Li Xiaofei in a circular formation, placing him at the very center.

"Demon Li, do you have any last words?" Lin Donglai, the sect master of the Flying Sound Sect, stood elegantly in a blue robe. He held a nine-holed jade flute in his hand and said, "We are willing to give you a chance to repent and admit your mistakes."