Under the state of Eye of Death Desire, I clearly caught sight of that figure. I cannot describe the speed or the power it possessed, but I had witnessed it before. During the confrontation with the Woma Patriarch, it was this very figure that sent the Patriarch flying, which then gave me the opportunity to strike and wound the Patriarch’s face.

"Blood Tiger Luo Jiang." I could hardly believe my eyes. This figure that suddenly appeared was actually Blood Tiger Luo Jiang. But hadn't I already killed him? Everything flashed through my mind in an instant.

Splash! Splash! Splash! Several figures in mid-air flew apart almost simultaneously.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Thud!

It was only then that my body, struck by the Serpent of the Sky Sword, crashed heavily onto the ground. On the other side, Nalan Qiushui, Luo Xiaohong Tian, and Nalan Canghai also slammed onto the ground.

The difference was that Jian Li and Luo Xiaohong Tian were sent flying by Nalan Qiushui and Nalan Canghai’s 'Tortoise Dive, Serpent Swim,' whereas Nalan Qiushui and Nalan Canghai were knocked away by single punches from the suddenly materialized Blood Tiger Luo Jiang. Moreover, the Blood Fiend Demonic Sword in Nalan Qiushui’s hand was snatched away by Luo Jiang.

"...................."

What in the world was going on! Everyone stared at the blood-red figure on the stone platform, and the Luo family masters who had suddenly appeared around them, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Unity of Heaven and Earth," I gasped, forcing down the intense agony of ruptured internal organs and broken bones. I exclaimed in shock, "It's the Memory Set."

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you little brat to have some knowledge," Luo Xiao laughed wildly, though he too had been thrown by the 'Tortoise Dive, Serpent Swim' and knocked to the ground. He let out a burst of delighted laughter, inadvertently spitting out a mouthful of blood. Yet, even so, his utter elation could not be masked. "What does the Black Tortoise Summon amount to? You Nalan family can summon, but can't our White Tiger Alliance?"

"Good! Excellent technique." At this moment, the heavily injured Nalan Qiushui and Nalan Canghai were also aghast. They had been so close to victory, only to be defeated in the end by an opponent using the very same method.

"So, it turns out—it turns out Luo Jiang never died." Jian Li was also terrified. True despair was setting in now. He instinctively glanced towards me. I could only manage a wry smile.

Currently, Jian Li and I were unable to move. Feng Yuanming and Yun Ju rushed to our side with expressions of horror, helping us up. Meanwhile, Gao Jing and Bi Yan watched nervously from the sidelines, ready to act at any moment.

"Hahahaha, of course not. I was nearly killed by Xingchen earlier, but Luo Jiang is a Demon Person—he cannot be killed. In this world, only my Luo family's Blood Tiger Luo Jiang is truly capable of wielding the Blood Fiend Demonic Sword," Luo Xiao declared with manic glee. "Because he is the true Demon Person! Only a Demon Person deserves this Demonic Sword! Nalan Qiushui, do you understand now!"

"Demon Person!" I was greatly alarmed! What exactly was this so-called Demon Person?

"Lunatic!" Nalan Qiushui cried out in terror.

"Lunatic," Luo Xiao roared back madly. "That's right, our entire Luo family is a bunch of lunatics, otherwise how could we contend with you? Now, let me show you how mad we can be." Luo Xiao then stared at me with a savage expression. "A Jiang, draw the sword in your hand."

On the stone platform, Luo Jiang, who was clutching the sword, slowly drew the blood-red blade from its sheath with his right hand.

"Don't! Don't draw the sword, no matter what!" Jian Li cried out in alarm.

"Ah!" Hong Tian’s face turned ashen, but he was immobilized by his severe injuries.

Hoo! Whoosh! A streak of crimson light shot out of the sheath, bathing the entire underground palace in a world of scarlet. The Blood Fiend Demonic Sword, famed for striking fear into all who heard its name, was finally revealed before everyone.

Four feet long, entirely blood-red, it was encircled by countless arcs of crimson light that resembled flowing liquid. The moment the Demonic Sword was drawn, everyone felt an inexplicable tremor in their hearts—an extreme, bone-deep fear, like a nightmare gnawing at the most fragile nerves deep within the soul.

"Roar." Like a tiger roaring toward the heavens, intense killing intent surged within Luo Jiang’s blood-red eyes.

Luo Jiang’s gloomy eyes resembled a primordial beast awakening after a thousand years of sleep. He slowly surveyed the crowd, finally fixing his gaze on Luo Xiao.

"Hahahaha, did you see that?" Luo Xiao laughed maniacally. "The Blood Fiend Demonic Sword chose him! Hahahaha, he is the only perfect Demon Person in the world capable of wielding the Blood Fiend Demonic Sword."

"No! How is this possible?" Hong Tian was almost scared senseless, murmuring incoherently.

"Demonic Sword, meets Demon Person," Jian Li lamented in anguish. "Is this truly the will of Heaven?"

"Hahahaha, it is just as I thought." Mo Yin and Mo Ling, standing nearby, were visibly delighted. But the others couldn't understand why they were so happy. Were they truly dedicated to helping the White Tiger Alliance? Even Luo Xiao looked emotional and touched. "We owe today's success to the strong support of the Brotherhood! If you hadn't provided the Memory Set, we never could have obtained the Blood Fiend Demonic Sword!"

"Heh, a perfect Demon Person," Mo Ling chuckled. "Very well said. However, Luo Jiang isn't quite perfect yet."

"Not perfect enough?" Luo Xiao looked on with obsession. "The Blood Fiend Demonic Sword has no backlash or rejection toward him. Isn't that perfect?"

"A true Demon Person should follow his heart's desires, whether joy or anger," Mo Yin said, looking at Luo Xiao with a complicated expression. "Imagine a fierce tiger wearing shackles—can it truly be called a real tiger?"

"Shackles, a fierce tiger." Luo Xiao looked stunned.

"Therefore, to allow the fierce tiger to shed its shackles," Mo Ling’s words carried an intoxicating tone, like a hypnotic suggestion, possessing an irresistible charm.

Recently, I've gotten really into playing private servers of Legend! I even set up a YY voice channel. Anyone wanting to relive the old days and play together can add my QQ group 57364172 or YY channel 4507742. Let's recall the passionate legends of the past!____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ CRACK! A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed. When everyone snapped back to their senses, Luo Xiao had been reduced to a charred corpse.

"Ah!" The sudden, catastrophic change left everyone reeling. What was this? Mo Yin and Mo Ling had assassinated Luo Xiao in that instant.

"There. The shackles on the fierce tiger have been removed," Mo Ling said, looking at Luo Jiang on the stone platform with a sinister smile. "Now, you are free. Do whatever you wish." As soon as the words left her mouth, two white lights flashed, and then Mo Yin and Mo Ling vanished into thin air.

"It's a Return Scroll." I was greatly shocked.

This sudden upheaval left everyone dumbfounded.

"Roar! Ah! Hoo!" On the stone platform, Luo Jiang’s slightly dull eyes suddenly cleared, but the aura of killing intent surrounding them intensified, growing stronger, like an erupting volcano. Everyone felt that terrifying slaughter and bloodshed were imminent.

"Damn it, run! Luo Jiang has lost Luo Xiao's control!" Jian Li roared, struggling desperately to rise, but Feng Yuanming grabbed him and hoisted him onto his back. Yun Ju quickly lifted me onto his back and bolted.

"All of you die!" His voice, low and chilling, sounded like a harbinger of death summoned from Hell, striking terror into everyone’s hearts.

His ghostly figure instantly soared high into the sky!

Whoosh! A sharp whistle echoed through the cavern. Hong Tian, who had only managed to run twenty meters out, was instantly pierced through the chest. Under the effect of the Eye of Death Desire, I could barely distinguish what struck him—it was a beam of light, an unbelievably fast light.

So fast! This speed surpassed my imagination.

Even now, Hong Tian remained in the posture of mid-flight, instinctively glancing down at the large hole ripped through his chest, letting out a cry of utter despair. Luo Jiang’s phantom figure swept past Hong Tian and immediately pursued Nalan Qiushui and Nalan Canghai.

"Roar! Black Tortoise Shield!" Nalan Qiushui and Nalan Canghai mustered all their strength, exploding with azure protective battle energy despite their grave injuries.

Thud! Whoosh! Like balloons punctured by needles, the two blue orbs of light instantly burst into fragments of azure light scattering everywhere. A blood-red afterimage flickered briefly within the blue fragments, followed by an aerial course correction as Luo Jiang shot back toward the sky.

Ah, too fast! In the blink of an eye, he had instantly killed Hong Tian, Nalan Qiushui, and Nalan Canghai. This speed was simply beyond human capability.

"We are done for now," I thought, filled with terror.

"Yunshang, seal off all exits immediately!" Yun Ju pulled out his Thousand-Mile Sound Transmitter and yelled.

"Hahahaha, your Yunshang has already been captured by us!" A triumphant, mocking laugh came through the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmitter. "Hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"What, who are you?" Yun Ju could hardly believe his ears. I clearly heard the voice transmitted back.

"A Demonic Cultivator," I ground out through clenched teeth. "Someone from the Brotherhood again."

"You guessed correctly," the proud laughter of the Demonic Cultivator returned through the device. "Little Xingchen, if you manage to escape this illusion alive, come find us at the Demon Sealing Empire, hahahaha." After that, there was only silence; no more sounds could be heard.

"It's a conspiracy."

"The Brotherhood's conspiracy."

In that instant, we knew we had been manipulated by the Brotherhood from the very beginning.

But now was not the time to dwell on it. The berserk Luo Jiang had slain the others scattering everywhere with a single blow. The entire cavern had descended into chaos.

"Scatter and run!" Jian Li yelled.

The few remaining individuals in the cavern scattered instantly, darting in all directions.

Luo Jiang, having fallen into a demonic frenzy, moved like a phantom through the cavern, and in a blink, several more people had fallen.

"A Jiang, it’s me! Don't kill me, I'm your Fifth Uncle!" The one pleading was Luo Zhen, but Luo Jiang’s cold, gloomy face showed no flicker of recognition; with a single sword stroke, his head was severed.

Then, Luo Jiang’s grim gaze swept like lightning toward the location where Yun Ju and I were. On the other side, Jian Li shouted desperately, "Xingchen, run!" But seeing Luo Jiang rapidly closing in on us, the heavily injured Master Jian Li couldn't move an inch and could only let out a cry of despair as Feng Yuanming carried him, charging toward the opposite end of the cavern.

Fierce killing intent surged over us like a tidal wave, and the blood-red figure instantly closed the distance to within twenty meters. The man hadn't arrived, but the sword's aura preceded him—a piercing sword energy that made one feel as if plunged into an ice cellar, terrifying beyond measure.

"Stay alive. Find the Blade of Destiny and rescue Yunshang," Yun Ju quickly stuffed an object into my hand, then violently flung me far away. "I'm counting on you." Seriously injured and unable to move, I could only watch as Yun Ju frantically charged toward Luo Jiang, only to be impaled—man and sword—through his robust body.

Thud! It was only then that my body crashed heavily onto the ground. My vision immediately went black...

Outside the Cave!

Yun Peng, holding his Thousand-Mile Sound Transmitter, also heard the triumphant, mad laughter of the Demonic Cultivator and Xingchen's furious roar coming through the device!

"The Brotherhood!" Yun Peng roared in fury, but there was no sign of the Brotherhood members anywhere nearby. Only then did Yun Peng understand! Why had the Brotherhood made an excuse to leave right after Jian Li and the others entered the cave? They had planned this all along, but realizing it now felt terribly late.

Whoosh! Three figures suddenly bolted out of the cave entrance.

"Collapse the entrance! Quickly!" Jian Li shrieked from Feng Yuanming’s back.

"Don't even think about it!" The members of the White Tiger Alliance, Azure Dragon Gang, and Black Tortoise Alliance guarding the entrance were greatly shocked.

Thud! Rumbled! In fact, upon learning that the situation had taken a turn, Yun Peng had realized something was wrong. Almost instantly after Jian Li and the others fled the cave, the prepared mages immediately launched their magical assault toward the entrance.

However, the other two factions were furious and immediately launched their attacks against the combined mage formation composed of the Yun family forces and the newly arrived Vermilion Bird Alliance disciples. Everything happened so suddenly.

Almost the very second the cave entrance collapsed, a streak of red light flashed out like lightning! No one could describe the speed—the Azure Dragon Gang formation closest to it was instantly carved open with a bloody path.

"It's over! He broke through!" Jian Li cried out in horror!