Chapter 132 - 129 Yama Ghost General

Chapter 132: Chapter 129 Yama Ghost General"A snotty brat still wet behind the ears dares to show up here, truly ignorant of life and death." The hemp-robed old man looked at the suddenly appearing Ye Xuan, who had shattered the skeletal fist print, and a hint of viciousness flashed through his sunken pupils as well. The blood-robed middle-aged man and those in black robes also turned to look at Ye Xuan in unison. Upon seeing that the latter was just a young man, sneers of mockery flitted across their eyes as if they were looking at a pitiful mouse. "Black Demon Sect’s Eight Demon Generals, may I know which one Your Excellency might be?" Ye Xuan looked calm and unafraid; on the contrary, his demeanor was exceptionally steady. He had seen all kinds of situations; a mere Demon General from the Black Demon Sect was not enough to intimidate him. Sometimes, having enough trump cards on yourself meant you could remain calm, even when facing the most ferocious of enemies. "Kid, you’re quite knowledgeable. I’ll let you die with your eyes open. I am the Yama Ghost General, one of the Eight Demon Generals." The hemp-robed elder smirked coldly, obviously not taking Ye Xuan seriously. He casually announced his identity because, in his eyes, Ye Xuan was already a dead man. "Yama Ghost General?" Thoughts raced through Ye Xuan’s mind as he swiftly searched for information on the Yama Ghost General. After entering the Heavenly Martial Hall, he had started to learn about the Black Demon Sect’s Eight Demon Generals. This Yama Ghost General was ranked third among them, his strength even greater than that of the Vampire General. All eight Demon Generals were ruthless and brutal. Like the Vampire General who practiced by drinking blood, the Yama Ghost General cultivated with living people, preferring to consume living brains and gather the resentment of dying souls to enhance his cultivation, surpassing the Vampire General in fierceness. "How long would the rest of you little kids like to hide?" While Ye Xuan was lost in thought, the Yama Ghost General’s gaze turned toward the place where Ye Xuan had just been hiding, with an increasingly thick sneer in his eyes. Under his gaze, the three people hiding there, including Hua Hong, had no choice but to reveal themselves. It turned out that the enemy had long since discovered them, and continuing to hide would be meaningless. The trio’s complexions looked somewhat pale. They never imagined that within Yin Ghost Mountain, a Demon General-class figure would be sealed, and, even more coincidentally, it tied into the missing persons case they were investigating. Now that the Yama Ghost General had broken free from the seal, no one could stop him. Such a demon emerging would likely make even the Elders of the Heavenly Martial Hall retreat. They were just disciples; they wouldn’t even suffice to fill the gaps between his teeth. This time, they were certainly doomed. "Hehe, how nice, catching four little fish in one go. Now I can have a feast, and the brains of young people must taste excellent." The Yama Ghost General bared a set of yellow teeth and licked his crimson tongue, his killing intent unmasked. He had been sealed in the bronze coffin for decades, thanks to an Elder from the Heavenly Martial Hall. Naturally, he despised the disciples of the Hall to the bone. "So fond of sucking human brains, aren’t you afraid of spoiling your stomach?" Ye Xuan remained expressionless, but his eyes sharpened, and he said piercingly, "Haven’t you realized that after being sealed for decades, your power has greatly diminished? Your current strength is probably less than a third of what it was at your peak, right?" At these words, the Yama Ghost General’s expression changed slightly, but then he burst out laughing, "So what if it is? Even if I’m at less than a third of my peak strength, dealing with you four little things is just the matter of lifting a finger." What he hadn’t anticipated was that Ye Xuan, a mere Seventh Grade Martial Master, still had the insight to see through his seemingly strong but actually weak state. "Why should Lord Ghost General bother with such trivial matters? I can handle these small tasks." Just as the Yama Ghost General was about to take action, the blood-robed middle-aged man who had previously been conducting the sacrificial ritual stepped forward from behind him. His aura, astonishingly, had barely reached the Half-step Martial Sect realm. Now that the Yama Ghost General had broken out of his seal, his status in the Black Demon Sect would undoubtedly rise. It was essential for him to curry favor and gain goodwill at this moment. "Fine, but don’t kill them. Leave them breathing; I prefer them alive." The Yama Ghost General nodded his approval. A Half-step Martial Sect should have no problem killing a group of disciples in the Martial Master Realm. With the Yama Ghost General’s permission, the blood-robed middle-aged man also walked toward Ye Xuan and the others, a sneering smile curling at the corner of his mouth, "Little kids daring to mess with the affairs of the Black Demon Sect. If you had come a bit earlier, maybe you could have foiled our plans, but now, you stand no chance. Go to hell!" With that said, the blood-robed middle-aged man’s aura suddenly became wild, and with a grim laugh, his figure burst forth, his right hand forming into a Blood Claw, fiercely reaching towards Ye Xuan, who was at the very front, tracing a shocking trail of blood-red light in the air. "Let’s fight for it!" Seeing the blood-robed middle-aged man pounce, Hua Hong and the others’ expressions changed, and they all secretly gathered their True Qi, prepared to engage in a life-or-death fight with the opponent. But before they could draw their weapons, Ye Xuan, standing in front of them, suddenly moved. He swept up like a whirlwind, leaving only a vague afterimage. "So fast!" Hua Hong was inwardly shocked; the speed at which Ye Xuan could suddenly burst forth was truly terrifying. Ye Xuan’s body seemed to drift as if on level ground, and just as the distance between him and the man in the blood-red robe came within five meters, he suddenly raised his middle and index fingers and fiercely pointed them out into the air. "Seeking death!" Seeing Ye Xuan take the initiative to strike, the man in the blood-red robe laughed instead of being surprised. Just wait to die, he thought, and yet you want to counterattack? No matter what, do you still think you can escape death? Spurt! The figures of the two men crossed paths, leaving behind a faint sound, and then both fell to the ground, motionless. Hua Hong and the other two fixed their gazes on the man in the blood-red robe. The ferocious smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of horror. Bang! The body collapsed without warning, and a gaping blood hole emerged on the forehead of the man in the blood-red robe. After twitching a few times, the man in the blood-red robe completely lost his breath of life. "Dead?" Hua Hong and the others found it hard to believe as they looked at the man in the blood-red robe who had suddenly fallen dead. Just moments ago, he had been full of menace, threatening to kill them, and now, after just one exchange with Ye Xuan, he was mysteriously dead? Instant kill. A shocking term surged into the minds of the three. They found it even more incredible. A mighty half-step Martial Sect, killed in one strike by Ye Xuan? Such strength, surely in the entire Heavenly Martial Hall, there would be few disciples who could do that? Didn’t Ye Xuan say he was just a newcomer? "No wonder he’s qualified to take on Golden List missions..." Hua Hong finally came to a realization, then couldn’t help but let out a wry smile. From the very beginning, they had underestimated Ye Xuan. A disciple sent on Golden List missions couldn’t be just an ordinary newcomer. The truth undoubtedly slapped them hard in the face. Ye Xuan’s strength was unfathomable; just the power he had displayed just now, except for the True Disciples, there should be no one able to surpass him, right? "Hmm?" Noticing the blood-robed man suddenly falling down, the Yama Ghost General also showed a slight surprise on his face, but this astonishment only lasted for a moment before disappearing. "I didn’t expect you to have some skills, kid. But killing a piece of trash won’t change your fate. Now, you still have to die by my hand," the Yama Ghost General said, not caring at all about the death of the blood-robed man. With the power of Black Demon Sect, a half-step Martial Sect was really nothing to worry about. As long as there was no loss of a true Martial Sect Master, it wouldn’t hurt them. Besides, the death of the blood-robed man served a purpose; at least his death had probed out a bit of Ye Xuan’s strength and weakness. "That might not necessarily be the case. Yama Ghost General, now your strength should only be at the level of a First Grade Martial Sect. If I were you, I’d immediately flee and hide until you regain your strength before coming out," Ye Xuan said evenly, looking directly at the Yama Ghost General. "Pure bravado." A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the Yama Ghost General, followed by another cold laugh, "Boy, I have to admire your cleverness, but you’re underestimating me too much if you think I’d be frightened off by just a word or two. Even if I’m only at the level of a First Grade Martial Sect, taking care of you will still be a piece of cake." As soon as he spoke, the Yama Ghost General stepped heavily on the ground, spread his hands open, and formed a Hand Seal in the air. Instantly, a strong and pungent wind blew along with a piercing howl, sweeping across ferociously. The Yama Ghost General spread the fingers of his right hand, and dense, black True Qi rapidly gathered between his palms, forming a ferocious and ghastly ghost face. "Great Yama Palm!" He shouted loudly as he unleashed a palm strike. The entire ghost face seemed to be peeled off from his palm, growing rapidly and ominously in the wind as it lunged at Ye Xuan. Seeing this, Ye Xuan also spread his stance wide, sinking his breath into his dantian, and concentrating all his True Qi in his right palm at an astounding speed. The Yang Gang energy within his True Qi seemed to be fully stimulated at that moment, turning an intense red, making his entire right palm fiery red. During the previous fight at Yang Hall with Yuan Hao, Ye Xuan hadn’t used his full strength because it was just sparring between disciples, and there was no need to go to that extent. But now this was a life-and-death battle, entirely different from before. Once they started, he had to go all out; otherwise, there wouldn’t even be a chance for regret. Bang! His palm, now fierce with the scorching Yang Gang energy, collided violently with the ghost face, causing a deafening blast. Under that intense Palm Force, the ghost face quickly emitted thick smoke, let out a mournful wail, and then completely melted away. "Yang Gang energy?" Feeling the unyielding and masculine energy emanating from Ye Xuan’s palm, the Yama Ghost General was taken aback. This Yang Gang energy naturally countered his demonic techniques. He had not expected this mere Heavenly Martial Hall disciple to possess such tremendous Yang Gang energy.