Chapter 0109

Chapter 109: Ambushed Midway, The Show Begins

Zhao Wu Tian’s eyes went blood red. He raged, saying: “Damn it, you all deserve to die.” He had planned everything again and again and left no holes, yet the key step had still gone wrong. An ally’s backstab cut the deepest. He was extremely cautious by nature. He only felt safe when things followed his script. With such a big mistake so early, his heart would not settle. [It feels like a great disaster is coming.]

He drew a breath and said with a frown: “Things have changed. We should cancel today’s plan.”

Tun Yuan, the Devil Marshal, jumped out and jabbed a finger at his face, shouting: “You dare? If you back out now, I will kill you on the spot.”

Zhao Wu Tian’s voice went cold, saying: “Whose fault is this? If you had not acted wildly, how would we end up like this?”

Tun Yuan sneered and said: “It was a small slip, and you make it a big deal. You never wanted to work with us.”

That touched Zhao Wu Tian’s temper. He snapped, saying: “Trash like you is not worthy to work with me.”

Tun Yuan snarled back, saying: “What did you say? You are asking to die.” They were about to fight when the Heavenly Devil Venerable finally stepped in. He released a crushing aura and said: “Stop, or I will not be polite.” The two cooled down.

The Heavenly Devil Venerable gave orders, saying: “The auction proceeds as planned. Tun Lan, go invite the Devil King. Tell him there is a big fish here.”

Tun Lan, the Commander, answered fast, saying: “Yes.” He shot away like lightning.

The Heavenly Devil Venerable lowered his voice to calm Zhao Wu Tian and said: “Do not worry. In at most four hours, the Devil King will arrive. Our plan will be foolproof.”

Zhao Wu Tian took a long breath and steadied himself. He said: “Fine. Bring those fat sheep in. Use music and wine to steady them. I will prepare the auction.” He had not planned to hold an auction, so many steps were still missing. Now he had to hurry, but he trusted his treasures. They would be enough to keep these bumpkins busy.

High above the sky, Commander Tun Lan flew at top speed, fear heavy in his chest. He had never expected that among the Humans there was actually a Saint. At that thought, cold sweat ran down his back. If they were exposed, even the Heavenly Devil Venerable would not escape.

He gritted his teeth and thought: [I am still too slow. I have to go even faster.] He was about to burn his blood to squeeze out more speed when the void rippled. A sword light slashed down from the sky, forcing him to halt.

He roared, saying: “Who dares attack me?” He tore the sword light apart.

A cold voice answered, saying: “Devil Race scum, we have waited for you.” Three figures appeared and surrounded him, sealing every path of retreat. The attackers were Zhang Chu Qiao, Long Ling Yun, and the Holy Heart Devil Sovereign.

Tun Lan bared his fangs and said: “Three little bugs dare block my way. You overestimate yourselves. You are lucky. I have urgent business and no time to deal with you. Get lost.”

Zhang Chu Qiao only smiled. A sea of red dust light rippled out from her body like a vast ocean, covered the sky, and pulled him into her domain.

Tun Lan’s pupils shrank to needle points. He stared at Zhang Chu Qiao and felt a flash of familiarity. He blurted out, saying: “You… were captured. You should be Zhao Wu Tian’s auction item. How are you here?”

Zhang Chu Qiao’s smile turned icy as she said: “I remember now. When they ganged up on me, there was a Heavenly Devil aura among them. The stink is the same as yours.”

Tun Lan threw his head back and laughed, saying: “Since you recognize me, scram while you can. If I caught you once, I can catch you again.”

The red dust sea trembled as Zhang Chu Qiao moved. A thousand zhang wave rose to crush him.

Tun Lan scoffed, saying: “A petty trick.” In his eyes, these three were nothing. One had just stepped into the Life and Death Realm, and the other two were in the Heaven Severing Realm. With his near peak Life and Death Realm cultivation, he believed he could end them in under fifteen minutes. He swung his arm, and thick devil qi formed a giant blade that smashed into the wave. With a boom, the surge broke apart like shattered spray.

He smirked. It was even weaker than he expected. But the scattered spray did not fall. It turned in the air into a huge cloud of butterflies. Countless bright wings beat together like a rainbow storm and swept down over the Devil Race commander.

He curled his lip and said: “Another fancy trick. You Humans really love flashy moves.” He tried to cut through with raw force. His devil qi formed slicing winds that chopped the butterflies by the dozens. But each broken butterfly re formed and landed on him.

His face changed. Pain exploded. He screamed, saying: “What is this… ahhh!” The butterflies were eating into his flesh. Even with the Devil Race’s strong recovery, he could not heal quickly.

Zhang Chu Qiao’s eyes shone as she said: “The Power of the Primordial One. Never seen it?” Her words made Tun Lan’s heart jolt. He remembered. She had a Yin Yang Dao Physique. He could not judge her by normal rules.

He grit his teeth and growled, saying: “Fine, you are strong, but you cannot kill me like this.” He prepared to burn his potential and fight to the death.

Zhang Chu Qiao’s voice stayed calm as she said: “It is enough.” Her hair turned snow white. She snapped her fingers. The butterflies went wild, swarming him, then detonated the Power of the Primordial One.

Booms rolled one after another. Each blast was not wide, but the power inside was frightening. That force could return all things to the aura of the Void Primordial One. When the dust cleared, Tun Lan still lived, but his body was in rags and his strength was gone.

He gathered devil waves around him and hissed, saying: “Damn you. You will not have it easy either.” The waves rushed outward, trying to send a signal. The Holy Heart Devil Sovereign lifted a hand and wiped the ripples away, ruining his effort.

Tun Lan stared in disbelief and gasped, saying: “Impossible.” A stone stele fell from above and pinned him. Strange power flowed from it. In the blink of an eye, the Devil Race commander melted into mist without a trace left behind.

Long Ling Yun hugged the Sword Dao Heavenly List and laughed in surprise, saying: “Senior brother was right. This thing is amazing at suppressing devils.”

Zhang Chu Qiao nodded and said: “Of course. It is a sacred relic of the Human race.”

Inside the auction, in Sky Pavilion No. 1, Zhou Tong heard Zhang Chu Qiao’s happy voice in his ear as she said: “I finally repaid that old grudge.”

Zhou Tong’s lips curved and he said: “Congratulations.” Everything was ready. The good show was about to begin.