A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

The demonic spirit laughed wildly.

“Heh heh heh, yes, yes, that’s it! That’s exactly it! Follow our master, and he can give you anything you want!”

Whoosh!

Li Guanqi froze several hundred zhang away. Even the gravely wounded Cao Yan and Xiao Chen stared in disbelief. In their eyes, no one had ever admired Li Guanqi more than Ye Feng. And now Ye Feng was saying he hated Li Guanqi?

Cao Yan’s temper flared. He threw a punch, sending Ye Feng flying more than a thousand zhang with a surge of fist force.

“Shut up! Do you even know what you’re saying?!”

His Daoist robes had been corroded to rags, leaving mangled flesh and exposed bone. His appearance was horrifying.

Cao Yan glared at Ye Feng, his eyes full of pain. He had followed the two of them the longest and understood their bond better than anyone. He simply couldn’t accept that Ye Feng had said such things.

But Ye Feng remained calm. He seemed lucid, as if ‌every word he spoke was sincere.

Li Guanqi stood still. Everyone else also stopped attacking.

The Ghost Arm had spread to Ye Feng’s chest by now. Demonic qi churned, and half of the ghostly face split into a mocking grin as it looked them over. It seemed thoroughly pleased with what Ye Feng had become.

Xiao Chen clenched his teeth so hard that his veins bulged. He glared at Ye Feng in fury, unable to believe what he had just heard.

Peng Luo jumped out and cursed angrily, “Ye Feng, you ungrateful bastard! Without Master, how could you have gotten this strong so fast?! All those resources were wasted on a bastard like you! You ungrateful trash!”

Ye Feng sneered. “If I hadn’t stormed the execution ground back then, he would already be dead.”

Peng Luo flew into a rage and pointed at Ye Feng, ready to curse again, but Li Guanqi cut him off. “Stop!”

Li Guanqi clamped a hand over Peng Luo’s mouth and said softly, “Shut up.”

“He’s gone this far and you’re still protecting him?! He’s a traitor! A traitor!”

Boom!

Lightning erupted.

Li Guanqi’s eyes blazed as he roared, “Enough!”

Peng Luo froze, his mouth half-open. He said nothing more.

Tears welled up in Meng Wanshu’s eyes as she looked at Li Guanqi. She could hardly imagine how much pain he must have been in.

Li Guanqi took a deep breath and looked at Ye Feng solemnly. “So?”

Ye Feng’s face suddenly twisted into a look of madness. He completely opened his mind, as if fully surrendering to the demonic spirit taking over his body. He even took the initiative to form a mutual contract with it.

Boom!

Ye Feng’s aura soared violently. In the blink of an eye, he broke through to the late Combined Body Realm.

“Heh heh heh! That’s it! That’s it! Accept me! Become one with me! Surpass me! Together, we will stand at the summit of all living things, serving my master as we shatter the skies and ascend the Nine Heavens! My master will help you.”

Demonic qi churned. The face the spirit had conjured looked aged now, and it raved on and on.

Ye Feng’s eyes turned a deep blood-red, and the demonic qi that had spread across half his face slowly receded into his arm. He stood there with his arms spread wide, savoring the moment, paying no mind at all to the gravely wounded Cao Yan and Xiao Chen.

A trace of bloodlust flickered in his gaze as he subtly glanced at the two of them.

Meng Wanshu narrowed her eyes, her killing intent surging. She shouted, “Kill him! I’d rather he die here than become our enemy!”

However, only Peng Luo rushed forward.

Cao Yan remained completely still. His eyes welled up with tears as he stared blankly at Ye Feng, his gaze unfocused. His lips trembled as he murmured, “Second Brother... why?”

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth so tightly he thought they might break, but he still couldn’t bring himself to attack Ye Feng.

Li Guanqi stood frozen in place, his eyelids twitching. With a pained expression, he closed his eyes.

Tears slid from the corners of his eyes, and he murmured, “You idiot... You didn’t have to go so far for me.”

From the very beginning, Li Guanqi had never believed Ye Feng’s words were sincere. Not a single word.

Rumbling explosions echoed as Ye Feng went all out against Meng Wanshu, sword in hand. Within moments, wounds had opened all over her body.

Without warning, countless cracks tore through the void, and an overwhelming surge of demonic qi poured out, rushing toward Cao Yan and the others. The strands of demonic qi seemed to be under someone’s control.

Cao Yan’s eyes widened, then an immense force struck him from behind—Xiao Chen had kicked him away.

Boom!

The torrent of demonic qi swallowed Xiao Chen whole, sizzling as it burned through flesh and soul alike.

Li Guanqi flew into a rage. He glared into the distance and shot forward.

Meanwhile, that same demonic qi transformed into a massive hand, grabbing Xiao Chen and dragging him away at high speed.

Li Guanqi raised his hand and unleashed a barrage of sword strikes. A terrifying tide of lightning sword qi burst forward, severing the demonic qi and flinging Xiao Chen away.

Before Li Guanqi could reach Xiao Chen, endless demonic qi surged forth again and indiscriminately attacked everyone nearby. Its power had already reached the late Combined Body Realm, making it difficult even for Li Guanqi to deal with.

With Li Guanqi’s left hand moving in afterimages, the Red Lotus Sword unleashed its full killing power, yet it still could not completely block the demonic qi.

“Third Brother! Fourth Brother!”

Buzz!

A terrifying devouring force washed over Li Guanqi and the others. The demonic qi around Li Guanqi rapidly thinned away. Cao Yan and Xiao Chen were both corroded beyond recognition, but the demonic qi clinging to their bodies slowly dissipated as well.

They all looked up to find Ye Feng devouring every last wisp of it.

The demonic spirit frowned. “What do you think you’re doing? That demonic qi was my master’s, meant to control them! If you swallow it, how am I supposed to control them?”

Pssht!

Ye Feng’s hand shot out and crushed the demonic spirit’s head, which burst apart with a bang. Thin strands of black demonic qi squirmed through the whites of Ye Feng’s eyes like worms.

Ye Feng’s expression turned cold. “I want power. What I do is none of your business. Who are you to yell at me?”

The demonic spirit reformed its head but said nothing. It realized that at this moment, Ye Feng looked even more like a demon than it did.

The demonic spirit re-formed its head but held its tongue. Ye Feng now looked more demonic than the spirit itself.

Everyone had joined forces against a single opponent. A trace of sympathy passed through Meng Wanshu’s eyes, but above all else, she did not want Ye Feng to become Li Guanqi’s enemy.

At this point, only scattered remnants of Abyssal Demons and assassins from the Sha organization remained.

More and more people gathered on the battlefield. Seeing Ye Feng standing unmatched in the distance, more and more people joined the fight.

Only Li Guanqi’s group of three and Gu Li stood where they were, unmoving.

Then, without warning, a deafening explosion rang out.

BOOM!