Published at 13th of January 2026 7:35 am

Chapter 2006: The Demon King Appears! Sect Leader! (Part 2)

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Moreover, judging by the concentrated and violent demonic power it exudes, it’s likely even stronger than an ordinary Initial Realm Nascent Soul cultivator.

After the appearance of this Demon King, it didn’t attack recklessly like the other demonic beasts.

Its blood-red giant eyes slowly scanned the chaotic battlefield and finally rested on Luo Qingchen.

More accurately, they rested on the bronze star map in Luo Qingchen’s arms, which was emitting a faint starlight.

An indescribable greed and desire were unmistakably evident in the eyes of the Demon King.

It seemed to sense that within that bronze disc, there was something of a deadly allure to it.

Luo Qingchen’s heart suddenly sank.

He felt that the star map bronze disc in his arms trembled slightly at this moment, as if resonating subtly with the Demon King.

"Not good! Its target is the star map!"

Luo Qingchen immediately understood.

The appearance of this Demon King was no mere coincidence.

It was drawn here by the aura of the star map!

This undoubtedly presented an even greater crisis.

But at the same time, a peculiar glimmer flashed in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.

Perhaps this was also an excellent opportunity to get out of the current predicament!

The Demon King, clad in dark golden scales, let out a deep roar and began to move with heavy footsteps, ignoring the other cultivators and demonic beasts around, and charged directly towards Luo Qingchen.

Along its path, the ordinary demonic beasts fled in terror to the sides, not daring to obstruct it in the slightest.

And Luo Qingchen had to find his own path to survival amidst this chaos.

He tightened the scabbard of the Black Dragon Sword in his hand, his gaze shifting between the charging Demon King and Fang Zhenxiong, who was also casting a hostile glance not far away.

A bold plan began to rapidly form in his mind.

The dark-golden-scaled Demon King, with its overwhelming momentum, charged directly at Luo Qingchen.

Its blood-red giant eyes were filled with a passionate desire for the star map bronze disc, as if it were the most delicious delicacy in the world.

The low-level demon beasts along the path retreated, not daring to block its edge.

Luo Qingchen’s eyes focused, knowing well that facing it head-on was not a wise move.

Like a specter, he swiftly darted to the side and back, his feet touching the starlight, while shouting to the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who had reached a temporary "understanding" with him moments ago: "That beast is coming for me, you hold off the other demonic beasts!"

Before the words had even finished, he had already dashed towards a more rugged and rocky area inside the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

His goal wasn’t just to escape, but to lure!

To lure this Demon King into crashing Fang Zhenxiong’s arrangement, or even lead it to stir up some terrifying unknown existence deep within the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

The Demon King, seeing its prey flee, let out an angry roar, its three bone-spurred giant tails lashing out like steel whips, splitting the air with ear-piercing explosions.

Several large blocking boulders were shattered into pieces, dust rising everywhere.

Its massive body displayed an agility not befitting its size, closely pursuing Luo Qingchen.

Fang Zhenxiong frowned upon witnessing this.

On one hand, he enjoyed seeing Luo Qingchen torn to pieces by this powerful Demon King.

But on the other hand, if this Demon King went berserk, his disciples would undoubtedly suffer heavy losses.

Furthermore, that golden vortex swirling high above continued to devour nature’s spiritual energy, exuding an increasingly dangerous aura.

"A bunch of incompetents! Can’t even hold off a few beasts!"

Fang Zhenxiong cursed angrily, the blade of the blood-colored long knife in his hand flaring violently, temporarily forcing back the Golden Core Stage beasts entangling him, his gaze fixed on Luo Qingchen and the pursuing Demon King, his eyes flickering with hesitation as he weighed the pros and cons.

In an area that had transformed into a battlefield, with Luo Qingchen about to be driven into a dead-end cliff corner by the Demon King, and Fang Zhenxiong’s disciples also faring poorly against the demonic wave, a vast, indescribable, ocean-deep terror suddenly descended from the sky, shrouding the entire Heavenly Desperate Cliff!

The rotation of the golden vortex suddenly halted.

The frenzied demonic beasts, whether mere low-level pawns or the defiant dark gold-scaled Demon King, all found their bodies frozen in an instant, as if cast under an immobilization technique.

In their bloodthirsty eyes, for the first time, appeared a fear and submission from the depths of their souls.

Even Fang Zhenxiong, amidst battle, and Luo Qingchen, desperately holding on, felt an irresistible force suppressing the flow of spiritual power within them.

The sky seemed to darken at that moment.

Then, silently, a figure appeared above the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

An elder clad in a dark Taoist Robe, his face weathered with age, his eyes deep as the starry sky.

He hovered there quietly, exuding no outward aura, yet his mere presence cast an eerie silence over the entire chaotic Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

The Sect Leader of Qingyun Sect, Master Xuan Yang!

Following behind him were several sect elders, whose auras were equally unfathomable, including Elder Xiao from the Elixir Medicine Hall and the worried-looking Qin Mingyuan.

Master Xuan Yang’s gaze, like two substantial bolts of lightning, slowly swept over the battlefield below.

When he saw the ground strewn with remains and the heavily wounded sect disciples, along with the fierce aura of the Demon King and the bizarre golden vortex, a hard-to-suppress anger finally appeared on his previously impassive face.

"Enough!"

Master Xuan Yang’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried an undeniable authority, clearly resonating in every being’s ears.

This voice seemed to embody some universal truth, not just an order but a proclamation of law.

Weaker demonic beasts, under this voice, collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, losing their ability to act.

Even the dark gold-scaled Demon King let out a reluctant low growl, its massive body trembling slightly, evidently feeling immense pressure.

With a face like water, Master Xuan Yang lightly waved his right hand.

Instantly, dozens of incomprehensible golden runes flew from his sleeves, merging with the surrounding chaotic spiritual energy as if they were alive.

The violent and rampant energy currents, appeased by these golden runes, miraculously began to calm down.

The nearing-collapse space of the Heavenly Desperate Cliff also stabilized significantly.

"Elder Xiao, Elder Qin, take people and clear out the remaining demonic beasts, tend to the wounded."

Master Xuan Yang commanded calmly.

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Elder Xiao and Qin Mingyuan promptly acknowledged, leading several accompanying elders towards the areas thickest with demonic beasts, systematically cleaning up the aftermath.

Since Master Xuan Yang’s arrival, that dark gold-scaled Demon King had become visibly restless.

Although it was greedy for the star map, it was aware of the terrifying power of this human cultivator before it.

After a moment of hesitation, it finally let out an unwilling roar, its massive body turning into a dark-golden streak, retreating deep into the Heavenly Desperate Cliff, fleeing in panic without the slightest pause.

Master Xuan Yang did not chase after the Demon King.

His gaze, like sharp swords, fell upon the pale-faced and seemingly exhausted Luo Qingchen on the ground, as well as Fang Zhenxiong, whose expression was one of uncertainty and suspicion.

"Fang Zhenxiong! Luo Qingchen!"

Master Xuan Yang’s voice was as cold as eternal ice, devoid of the slightest emotion.

"What exactly happened here? The two of you, give me an explanation!"

Fang Zhenxiong’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly composed himself, stepping forward, kneeling on one knee before Master Xuan Yang, displaying a face of intense grief and anger.

"Reporting to Sect Leader Master!"

Fang Zhenxiong’s voice was filled with "sorrow" and "anger."

"All of this, it’s the doing of that scoundrel Luo Qingchen!"

"He secretly colluded with demonic cultivators, plotting treason, and entered the Heavenly Desperate Cliff, forbidden ground of Qingyun Sect, without authorization. Additionally, who knows what evil technique he used to trigger the ancient prohibition here, leading to such cataclysmic phenomena and this horrifying demonic wave!"

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