Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

225: Chapter 225 Killing you today is nothing; the Immortal Realm will slaughter another 100,000 demons.Feng Bage heard this, his footsteps paused slightly, and he glanced at Anaye with great interest.

To him, beauty was nothing more than a skeleton in pink, a fleeting cloud passing before his eyes.

Therefore, Anaye’s pitiful appearance was no different from a cabbage by the roadside in Feng Bage’s eyes.

Feng Bage did not waste any more words; he raised his scarlet long saber, the tip pointing straight at the center of Anaye’s brows.

Anaye’s pupils constricted sharply.

She finally realized that this member of the Human Race before her truly did not care about her identity, her beauty, or any of her bargaining chips.

At this moment, she recalled a rumor from the Demon Realm.

It was said that a madman-like member of the Human Race had appeared in the Southern Region of the Demon Realm, specializing in killing the Demon Race; he killed one upon seeing one, and exterminated a clan upon seeing it.

It was said that this person feared no demonic might; regardless of whether you were an ordinary demon or some other kind of demon, he would kill without exception.

What was even more bizarre was that among the great experts of the Demon Realm, not a single one could do anything to him.

Some demons said that this person had an even more terrifying existence protecting him from behind.

When Anaye first heard this rumor, she treated it as some rule-based supernatural tale, just a bit of amusement to pass the time after tea.

With the vastness of the Demon Realm and the strength of the Demon Race, what kind of waves could one member of the Human Race stir up?

She hadn’t expected it to be true.

Perhaps this person before her was that madman from the rumors.

Anaye’s last bit of pride shattered into pieces, replaced by bone-chilling fear and regret.

If she had known this would happen, would it have killed her to take a detour back then?

Unfortunately, there was no regret medicine in the world, and there was none in the Demon Realm either.

Seeing that scarlet blade light getting closer and closer, Anaye completely collapsed; she no longer begged for mercy, but instead began to curse loudly:

”You lowly ant of the Human Race!”

”The Old Ancestor of my Sky-Devouring Demon Clan is an existence at the Golden Immortal level in the Immortal Realm. If you dare to kill me today, when you ascend to the Immortal Realm in the future, my clan’s Old Ancestor will surely grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes, ensuring you never reincarnate for eternity!”

Feng Bage laughed heartily; far from showing any fear, he instead chanted in a loud, clear voice:

”Demonic blood stains the clothes but not the heart; I kill to protect the path of all living beings.”

”Beheading you today is nothing; I shall slaughter another hundred thousand demons in the Immortal Realm.”

After chanting, the blade light erupted.

But at this very instant.

The sky changed.

Above the Demon Realm, the dark red clouds that never dispersed all year round suddenly exploded.

A giant palm reached out from the Void Realm, covering the entire firmament.

That palm was so huge that all living beings in the Southern, Northern, Central, Eastern, and Western Regions of the Demon Realm looked up at the same time and could see it clearly.

And the direction in which this palm fell was precisely the location of Feng Bage.

Anaye was stunned at first, then laughed up at the sky.

She recognized this aura.

Although the pressure was countless times stronger than what she had perceived, she subconsciously assumed that this was the Old Ancestor of her own Sky-Devouring Demon Clan, who had sensed her danger and was acting across Realms to save her.

”Hahaha! Do you see that? My clan’s Old Ancestor has come to save me!”

”Weren’t you quite arrogant just now? Didn’t you want to slaughter a hundred thousand demons in the Immortal Realm?”

”Try surviving this palm first, you ant!”

She laughed hysterically, yet failed to recognize that the aura on this palm was completely different from that of her Sky-Devouring Demon Clan’s Old Ancestor.

Feng Bage ignored Anaye’s clamoring.

With a flash of scarlet blade light, Anaye’s laughter came to an abrupt end.

That exquisite head flew into the sky, and her black and gold long dress was instantly soaked in demonic blood.

She didn’t realize what had happened until her death.

Her own Old Ancestor had clearly come to save her, so how could this person still dare to kill her?