Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360: 170. The Grand Curtain Rises (8.6K Words - Large Chapter Subscription Requested)_5

After learning about Ye Suiyun’s betrayal and the invasion of the Demon Race, he had already mobilized the forces of his clan to the front line, while simultaneously dispatching envoys to the Ancient Race Alliance for assistance.

At this moment, regarding the Fire Worship Demon Sect matter, Tang Xiaoxuan decided to "roll the dice", partly to see just how capable his perceived successor truly was, and partly to rattle the grass to alert the snake, watching to see how things would develop.

Thus, he said, "Tang Han, this Demon Infant was originally my opportunity, and I absolutely won’t take action personally to eradicate it. However, what you said is not without reason. Since that is the case, I plan to let you take action. If you can destroy the Fire Worship Demon Sect, then destroy it. If not, it’s fate. What do you say?"

Song Yan saluted and said, "I’ll go at once."

Tang Xiaoxuan said, "Wait for Princess Xi to arrive, she has broken through to the Late Stage of Purple Mansion, and with her there, I will be at ease."

Song Yan said, "I cannot wait."

Tang Xiaoxuan’s complexion slightly changed, genuinely arousing a bit of curiosity.

How could this young man be so confident?

After a brief pause, Tang Xiaoxuan called upon a Purple Mansion Cultivator to accompany Song Yan, and they headed together to the Fire Worship Demon Sect.

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Once Song Yan made a decision, he would act upon it immediately.

He had no grudges with Mu Lieyang, nor any favor; he just felt that the layout of the Demon Monk likely depended greatly on the Demon Infant, so he had to destroy it. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

As for whether it truly depended on the Demon Infant, he was not certain.

But what did it matter?

Since the thought was stirred, then Mu Lieyang had to die.

Right or wrong, had never been important.

The sorrowful cold snow fiercely fell in this country, the crimson flames quietly burned, burning the lives of sect disciples, the lives of the fire worshippers...

This fire spread far, so much so that back when Song Yan was still in the King Xixiang’s territory, he could encounter it.

He transformed into a streak of rainbow light, accompanied by a Purple Mansion Cultivator, swiftly heading towards the Fire Worship Demon Sect.

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"Just a little more! Just a little bit more! Why come early?"

"No! I would not come early! I couldn’t possibly come early!"

"Demon Race, why aren’t you here yet? Battle, why hasn’t it started?"

In the Secret Realm, on the pitch-black wilderness, in front of the crimson flame heap, a man in a fire pattern cloth robe stood barefoot on the ground, his whole body trembling in excitement.

He pulled his hair with both hands, muttering urgently like a madman.

"It must be a little short, just a bit!"

Mu Lieyang’s eyes almost burst, his pupils protruding, filled with blood vessels.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he quickly left the Secret Realm, bypassing several corridors, and arrived at an underground hall.

Disciples had long been waiting there, and upon seeing Mu Lieyang, they respectfully said, "Master is seeking me..."

Before the voice fell, Mu Lieyang raised his hand swiftly, and a ghostly black, cold Ghost Infant Statue suddenly appeared in the void, extending the Power of Thought with ease, grabbing the disciple.

The disciple wanted to struggle, but couldn’t break free no matter what.

Mu Lieyang’s face turned cold as he said sternly, "Don’t blame your master! Blame Tang Xiaoxuan! If it weren’t for his urging, I would have certainly waited until you had consolidated your Purple Mansion Realm before taking action!"

"Master! Master!"

The disciple struggled, showing an expression of disbelief.

It’s important to know that Mu Lieyang spoiled him immensely, raising him single-handedly from the Refining Profound Realm, being both a mentor and a father, yet now he struck with ruthless decisiveness, showing no mercy.

Mu Lieyang offered no explanation, his five fingers gripping the void.

Back then, he was good to this disciple, partly to gain his trust, and partly to nurture his own Protective Thought.

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