Chapter 5487
“How dare you!”
the demon cultivator roared, his voice resonating through the air like thunder, his face filled with ferocity and rage.
“Do you know where this place is? This is Shuangji Village’s territory! How dare you act so presumptuously here? You’re courting death!”
He clutched a demonic sword emitting a cold glow, its blade engraved with eerie runes that spoke of endless slaughter.
Other demon cultivators gathered around him, each one tall and muscular, their faces fierce, eager to demonstrate their prowess before their leader.
Some brandished maces, their spikes gleaming with a cold light; others gripped their magic hammers, their blades radiating a heavy, oppressive feel.
“Boy, if you know what’s good for you, get out of here! Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude!”
a demon cultivator snarled fiercely, his eyes wide as bells, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.
“That’s right! We in Shuangji Village are not to be trifled with!”
“Today, I’ll show you how powerful we are!”
The other demon cultivators echoed their voices. For a moment, shouts rose and fell, threatening to overturn the very sky.
Kai sneered, his eyes like a deep, cold pond, filled with endless indifference and disdain.
These demon cultivators were even weaker than those of the Moshi Sect, the highest being only at the seventh level of the Transformation Realm.
In his eyes, they were no more than ants.
He wore a long white robe that fluttered gently in the breeze, resembling a banished immortal, a stark contrast to the ferocious demon cultivators around him.
“Since you so desire death, I will grant your wish!”
Kai’s voice was calm yet filled with authority, like a pronouncement of fate.
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from sight. His figure, like a ghost, vanished from sight in an instant, leaving only a faint afterimage.
“What?”
“Where are the people?”
Before the demon monks could react, they felt a chill on their necks, as if a cold breath instantly penetrated their throats.
Then, they lost consciousness, their bodies collapsing like puppets with their strings cut.
In the blink of an eye, all the demon cultivators collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Their eyes remained wide, filled with fear and resentment, as if they would never understand how they were defeated.
“How…how is this possible?”
“How could he be so fast?”
The enslaved cultivators were stunned upon seeing this.
They had already despaired, believing they would perish in this endless enslavement, but they had not expected this suddenly appearing young man to be so powerful!
Their eyes widened, their mouths wide open enough to fit an egg, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
Li Qingshan and the others hurried forward, their faces brimming with excitement, as they shared the good news with the cultivators.
“Don’t be afraid! This is Immortal Master Kai, he’s here to rescue us!”
“From now on, we are free!”
Li Qingshan’s voice was resounding and powerful, like a ray of light, illuminating the dark hearts of the enslaved cultivators.
Upon hearing this news, the cultivators burst into tears of joy.
Some of them had been enslaved for centuries, enduring endless torture and humiliation. Now, finally freed from the demonic cultivators’ bondage, they had regained their freedom!
Some knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, thanking Kai for saving their lives;
others embraced one another, weeping with joy, as if releasing through their tears all the pain and grievances of the past years.
“Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!”
“Long live the Immortal! Long live the Immortal!”
A mingled cry of cheers and gratitude resounded throughout Shuangji Village.