Supreme Demon God

King Jing's real name was Yan Wuhen, just like Yan Wuji, he was Yan Ran's uncle in name.

Different from Yan Wuji's arrogant and domineering personality, Yan Wuhen was a very low-key person and had never participated in the affairs of state, let alone intervening in military affairs.

The palace itself was heavily guarded, but no one had ever come to attack the mansion of King Jing, because Yan Wuhen looked incontrovertible at all times and had never offended anyone.

Even sometimes, Yan Wuhen would leave Yan Capital and do some good deeds in various places in Yan Capital.

Therefore, unlike Yan Wuji, Yan Wuhen had a very good reputation in the Yan Kingdom, and almost everyone regarded him as a rare great good person.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that after Yan Wuji took the throne, he only slaughtered the children of the royal family, but he had never attacked King Jing.

Of course, this was only on the surface.

Only a handful of people knew that Yan Wuhen was still the patron of the Blood Moon Pavilion, the notorious killer organization in Yan Capital. No one knew how many people had died in his hands, or how many people had their families destroyed because of him.

At this moment, Yan Wuhen just received the news that he learned that the new strongholds of the Blood Moon Pavilion in Yan Capital had been destroyed one by one by Mo Xiu.

"Boom!"

He slapped the top of a stone table with a palm, and the stone table was instantly shattered and turned into a pile of powder.

"How is this possible? How did Lin Wuji find our new stronghold?" he said angrily, "is there a traitor among us?"

It was Yan Wuhen's absolute henchman who was responsible for reporting the news. He said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. It happened too suddenly. We are still investigating the specific reasons, but it is definitely not because of a traitor among us."

Yan Wuhen raised his head and glared at this confidant, took two steps forward, patted his shoulder hard, and said coldly, "It's not that I can't understand this reason, but since he can find our new station today, can he find this place and destroy our door too?"

The confidant froze for a moment, and then shook his head, "It's impossible. Except for the twelve Blood Moons and the Hall Masters, no one knows that you are the Pavilion Master of the Blood Moon Pavilion, and no one has been here. The ones who came here all came through the secret path, and they are all tight-lipped. So if there is a possibility of falling into the hands of others, they will kill themselves with poison immediately."

His face was full of self-confidence, "In this case, even if Lin Wuji's means is so against the heaven, it is still impossible to find here, it is impossible to know that you are the Pavilion Master of the Blood Moon Pavilion."

However, as soon as this was said, two figures appeared abruptly, and only one of them said, "Really? Uncle Jing, you really are the head of the Blood Moon Pavilion?"

"..."

Yan Wuhen was stunned for a while, and the confidant was even more stunned, looking like he had seen a ghost.

It was Yan Ran who was speaking, there was no one around at the moment. She no longer concealed her identity as she changed her face back to the original one. So in the eyes of Yan Wuhen and that confidant, Yan Ran's face changed rapidly and became a familiar appearance.

"It's you!"

After seeing Yan Ran's familiar face, Yan Wuhen was shocked.

The confidant was also stunned. Looking at Yan Ran and Mo Xiu again, he never thought that the two would get together.

Yan Wuhen quickly realized something, and quickly looked at Mo Xiu, his voice trembling slightly, "You...you are not Lin Wuji!"

Mo Xiu knew that Yan Wuhen had probably guessed his identity, but he didn't take it seriously and didn't even plan to talk nonsense with Yan Wuhen.

But Yan Ran, looking at Yan Wuhen with some grief, and full of anger, said, "Uncle Jing, you didn't expect it to be me? I didn't expect that you would be the pavilion owner of the Blood Moon Pavilion either."

As she said, her tone increased a bit, "You colluded with Yan Wuji? My father treated you very well, but why did you betray my father and join hands with Yan Wuji?"

"..."

Yan Wuhen couldn't say anything. It was estimated that he was shocked by the identity of the two of them, so he was not able to recover for a while.

The confidant reacted more quickly. He looked at Yan Ran and said with a sneer, "Yan Ran, you still dare to come to Yan Capital? You are really not afraid of death. You are finished, Lin Wuji is finished, and even the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce will follow suit. It's game over, His Majesty the Emperor will not let you go, just wait for death!"

"Do you think you still have the possibility of telling Yan Wuji?" Mo Xiu was full of disdain.

"Haha! This is not necessarily true!" said Yan Wuhen's confidant, whistling.

It stood to reason that someone should rush after hearing the whistle, but it was quiet and there was no one coming.

"Are you calling them?"

As Mo Xiu said, he glanced behind him, and immediately, three Shadow Demon Guards grabbed three bloody people from different places.

The three people were dead, but Yan Wuhen's confidant could recognize them at a glance. Those three people were the three most powerful people among the twelve Blood Moons of King Jing' mansion.

There were naturally twelve people in the twelve Blood Moons, but the Blood Moon Pavilion originally had nine strongholds. So each stronghold had a Blood Moon sitting in there, and only the remaining three people stayed in King Jing's mansion.

However, these three people were killed before they could even shoot, they were killed silently. There was no movement at all as if there was no fighting process. How could he not be surprised?

The confidant took a deep breath and suddenly turned his head and said to Yan Wuhen behind him, "Your Majesty, go! I'll hold them!" as he said, he drew his sword and rushed towards Mo Xiu.

As Yan Wuhen's confidant, his cultivation had broken through to the early stage of Spirit Vessel Realm. It was rumored that there might be strong Spirit Vessel Realm cultivators in the Blood Moon Pavilion. But there was only one, and this referred to him, but he rarely took action himself, and rarely revealed his strength in the public, so most people didn't know him.

A cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm, facing a cultivator on the 9th level of Foundation Building Realm, the former could easily crush the latter with just a look typically, but it did not apply here.

Mo Xiu raised his hand and slapped it out with a palm. The profound True Energy fell on that person as he slapped it away suddenly.

In the next moment, several black shadows emerged from behind Mo Xiu, and five Shadow Demon Guards rushed towards that confidant.

Yan Wuhen hadn't been in a daze all the time. After so many breaths that his confidant desperately won, there was an extra piece of talisman in his hand.

This was a Teleportation Talisman that could instantly transfer him to another place.

There were not many alchemy masters in the Profound Sky Continent, but there were even fewer refiners and talisman masters, so that this kind of talisman paper was very precious, even if Yan Wuhen's status was noble, there was only such a piece of Teleportation Talisman.

Originally, he thought he would never use this Teleportation Talisman for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect it would come in handy now.

He squeezed the talisman paper in a hurry and saw a white light flashing by.

However, he was dumbfounded soon. It was clear that the Teleportation Talisman had taken effect, but he had not been teleported away. He still stood in place, still facing Mo Xiu and Yan Ran.

"Wh... what's going on?" Yan Wuhen believed that he was currently having a nightmare.

He believed that there would be no problem with the Teleportation Talisman in his hand because he finally got this piece of treasure with a lot of difficulties, but why was he still here? Why was he not sent away?

Mo Xiu didn't expect Yan Wuhen to have a Teleportation Talisman on his body, but he didn't care, because he had already set up an Isolation Array around this place a long time ago.

With the Isolation Array he arranged, even if Yan Wuhen held the Teleportation Talisman, it was impossible to escape from him. This was why he watched Yan Wuhen launch the Teleportation Talisman with cold eyes and a bit of interest.

At this moment, when he heard a scream of "ahh", Yan Wuhen turned his head and saw that his confidant was torn to pieces by the five Shadow Demon Guards.

Soon, the five Shadow Demon Guards rushed towards Yan Wuhen again.

Seeing that he could not escape, Yan Wuhen yelled, and his figure suddenly became a little taller. With a palm shot, his True Energy surged out like a boulder falling into a lake, bringing an overwhelming power to the five Shadow Demon Guards as they turned upside down and flew out.

After balancing themselves quickly, the five Shadow Demon Guards once again rushed towards Yan Wuhen, and even the remaining three Shadow Demon Guards came out and rushed towards Yan Wuhen.

Yan Wuhen fought against the eight Shadow Demon Guards with his own power, and it looked like he could keep up with them.

The eight Shadow Demon Guards, after swallowing the Yin Ghost King in the Dark Mist Mountain, each had the strength equivalent to the warrior in the early stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm.

With such a combination of eight Shadow Demon Guards, Yan Wuhen could still keep up with the fight, which showed the strength of Yan Wuhen.

But Mo Xiu was not surprised, he had long seen that Yan Wuhen had a middle stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivation base.

The strength of the cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm was naturally several times stronger than that of the early stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm.

"Boom…"

Yan Wuhen's violent True Energy swept away, shaking the eight Shadow Demon Guards flying.

Soon, he looked at Mo Xiu and said with a sneer, "I didn't want to take action myself, but you forced me!"

However, as soon as he said this, countless Soul Devouring Knives swept over, like an invisible drill, breaking his Spiritual Platform in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh…"

Yan Wuhen screamed and fell to the ground, his face twisted with pain, and rolled on the ground.

Although Mo Xiu could smash Yan Wuhen's spirit in an instant, he didn't do so. He just used the Soul Devouring Knives to cut Yan Wuhen's spirit one by one. Therefore, there was such a painful scene of Yan Wuhen rolling on the ground.

Seeing that Yan Wuhen had no power to resist, he turned his head to look at Yan Ran.

Yan Ran understood, took a deep breath, raised her hand to grab a sword not far away in her hand, and walked towards Yan Wuhen.

"Yan Wuhen, you colluded with Yan Wuji and murdered my two emperor brothers and two generals under my father emperor. Today, I want to avenge them!"

As Yan Ran said, a sword cut off Yan Wuhen's head.

So far, the notorious Blood Moon Pavilion in Yan Capital was completely destroyed.

...

Mountain and River Medical Center.

Mu Yannian had just received the news and learned that all the major strongholds of the Blood Moon Pavilion in Yan Capital had been wiped out by Mo Xiu.

After a long silence, he sighed, "It seems that ordinary methods can't deal with him at all."

Mu Moxian, the son of Mu Yannian, waited on the sidelines. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said, "Father, do we not take revenge?"

"No revenge? How is it possible?" Mu Yannian snorted coldly, "others only know that I am a Divine Physician, but they don't know that my really powerful method is poisoning. I want the entire Rainbow Chamber of Commerce to be buried with my daughter, Qingqing!"