Chapter 1206: No One Left Behind

“Go. Kill everyone who’s affiliated with Westwind Inn. Leave no survivors!”

The next moment, Ye Qing tossed out what looked like a bronze ball from his sleeve.

In the air, the bronze ball squirmed for a moment before splitting into many finger-sized bronze dragons and serpents.

The bronze ball looked small, but the bronze dragons and serpents seemed infinite. Hundreds of bronze creatures had split into existence in a few breaths.

The next moment, the swarm rushed toward the Westwind killers.

At first glance, the bronze creatures looked far too small and frail to do any sort of damage whatsoever. In reality, they were as strong as they were hardy. The Westwind killers quickly discovered that their weapons did little to no damage to the bronze creatures, but they took massive damage if they so much as brushed against the bronze creatures.

Of course, those who took a direct hit were just dead.

That wasn’t all. It turned out that the bronze dragons and serpents had a taste for flesh as well. Every time someone was killed, the nearest creatures would rush over and eat them down to their bones. Once done, their body would grow bigger, the teeth would grow sharper, their scales would grow brighter, and their auras would grow stronger.

Bloodcurdling screams filled the air as they were pushed back. The short term skirmish already did not favor the Westwind killers, but a long term battle was looking to annihilate them to the last.

“The Blue Demon?!”

Chang Youya’s complexion grew ashen as he squeezed out the words.

“You are quite knowledgeable, Headmaster Chang. That is correct.”

While this was going on, Ye Qing was casually strolling through the mass of bodies and shooting Chang Youya a smile.

The bronze dragons and serpents were the creations of Blue Demon of course. Although Blue Demon’s main body was a suit of armor, it could shapeshift into many forms including splitting itself into many smaller dragons and serpents. These creatures were all under his control, and they could be used for both scouting or killing purposes.

Obviously, the bronze dragons and serpents’ strength were limited. They were parts of Blue Demon after all. Still, they were more than enough to deal with the small fries.

“It’s only you and me now. How would you like to die?”

“Overconfidence will be your undoing, honored guest!”

Chang Youya took a step forward as vast true qi washed out of his body, causing his hair to dance in the air, and his sleeves to flutter like there was wind inside them.

Chang Youya’s true qi was the Air of Greatness all Confucianists cultivated. It was as great as it was righteous.

The next moment, Chang Youya made what looked like an orchid with his hands and pushed forward.

“A gentleman should grow between heaven and earth like an orchid!”

The push caused the entire lake of water to rise into the air and form a massive, lifelike orchid around Ye Qing. “A gentleman should strive to emulate an orchid, noble and refined.” This water-made orchid was no exception.

The massive orchid boasted nine petals, and each petal was created out of lakewater. It was pure and flawless, sacred and elegant. Its swaying petals could only be described as magnificent.

Standing at the center of the orchid was Ye Qing, small and scrawny. He looked like the stamen of the flower.

Chang Youya’s fingers flipped downward in rapid succession, and the petals of the orchid slowly closed around Ye Qing. At first glance, it looked like time was reversing, and the blooming orchid was reverting back into a flower bud.

The orchid looked as beautiful as ever, but it was the deadly kind of beauty. Every descending petal seemed to carry the weight of an entire mountain behind them. So, nine petals equaled nine mountains.

Such was their weight that the lakewater beneath Ye Qing sank dozens of meters in an instant.

“I agree that a gentleman should seek to emulate an orchid, but you are no gentleman, are you?”

Ye Qing looked up, eyes shining with bright, sharp light that resembled a pair of swords.

Rumble!

The giant orchid shook violently, and the next moment, it exploded into countless pieces.

For a time, beads of water fell from the sky like a downpour.

“Rain falls to the earth like red dust, twisting and turning a human soul until it breaks!”

Inside Youya Rest, Chang Youya whispered another line and caused the rain to turn from pure and translucent to dirty and chaotic. They also fell faster and stronger until they could pierce through space itself. A low buzz hummed as an energy of sharpness, bloodthirst, viciousness, and destruction filled the air.

In fact, every drop of rainwater was filled with Chang Youya’s true qi and spiritual power. Unlike before, it was filled with taint and corruption.

The sky had the sun and the moon, the earth had a bright side and a dark side. Without exception, all things had their yin and yang counterparts.

Therefore, the dark counterpart of the Confucian’s Air of Greatness was filth and darkness.

Although Chang Youya practiced the art of Confucian, he used it to commit dark, unspeakable deeds. Therefore, his Air of Greatness had long since become dirty and corrupted.

The rainwater was as potent as it was corrupted. It corroded the buildings like acid, causing them to collapse; cut through limestones like tofu, breaking them into pieces; withered the plants like the winds of autumn, yellowing their leaves and stealing their vitality.

It wasn’t just the objects that were harmed by the dark rain. Some of Westwind Inn’s killers failed to dodge or block the rainwater in time and were killed as well.

The Westwind Inn killers experienced true death as soon as the rainwater pierced their bodies, but for whatever reason, they did not perish. Not only that, their aura kept climbing up, and their eyes grew bloodshot with madness and chaos.

The dead were the same. Somehow, their remains climbed back to their feet and charged toward Ye Qing with terrifying, savage expressions. There were so many of them that they actually broke through the army of bronze dragons and serpents temporarily.

“All things are made of yin and yang. So this is what it looks like when good turns to evil...” Ye Qing remarked while the tainted rainwater evaporated into nothing as soon as it came within one meter of him and made contact with the Profound Yellow Mother Qi.

Chang Youya was not yet done. His yang god—an old bamboo scroll—manifested itself in the air before slowly unfolding itself. Every time it unfolded an inch, the sky would dark a little, and the air would grow just a little more murderous. At the same time, bloody words began appearing in the sky.

The bamboo scroll was pretty small when it initially made its appearance, but by the time it fully unfolded itself, it had covered the entire sky. Darkness enveloped the academy completely, and the only light source was the spine-chilling text of blood in the air.

The bloody text began twisting and squirming like actual people. Overflowing with evil, anomalous, and chaotic power, they seemed to be twisting their own body, life, and soul. The sight alone could potentially distort a person who was weak in mind or willpower.

As the bloody text continued to squirm, a massive, scarlet demonic eye took form in the air. It was closed at first, but it slowly opened and vibrated the surrounding space.

Chaotic and blood red taint filled the eye. It felt like a bloody sun was hanging in the sky when it was fully opened.

The demonic eye began turning, growing more and more nimble and bizarre in the process. At the same time, a silhouette began appearing inside its pupils and growing clearer by the second.

The silhouette was none other than Ye Qing.

It was at this moment Ye Qing felt a hint of danger. Right now, total darkness surrounded him like he was floating in the middle of a chaotic space of nothingness. It was impossible to tell left or right, up or down.

Then, at some point after the darkness enveloped him, Ye Qing crooked an eyebrow and glanced at a certain point in space. It was because he suddenly felt like someone or something was staring at him with overflowing malice and killing intent. Strangely, he couldn’t see or feel the malicious entity.

As the malice and killing intent grew stronger, a red, circular mark appeared on Ye Qing’s forehead. However, he did not react to it as if he couldn’t feel it; as if he had no idea it was there.