At this moment, Patriarch Motian’s eyes were filled with killing intent. Back then, when he was heavily injured by Daoist Qingxuan’s sword strike, his enmity with Xuanqing Sect was naturally extremely deep.

“Destroy!”

With a deep voice, five streaks of black mist suddenly appeared in mid-air and ferociously swept towards Xiao Chen. However, wherever the black mist passed, all the flowers and plants withered and were completely enveloped by a heavy demonic fiend.

The five streaks of black mist were extremely powerful, and they suddenly transformed into the appearance of five fierce ghosts. Immediately, the howls of darkness continued in mid-air, like the cries of a hundred ghosts, making one’s scalp go numb.

Seeing that the five demonic mists were coming, Xiao Chen leapt backwards with both feet. At the same time, he formed a seal with both hands. A hundred-meter-long golden light profound seal instantly shone out. With a “chi” sound, it struck the five demonic mists. The demons formed from the five demonic mists instantly screamed and howled endlessly.

This was a supreme Taoist magic seal that was used to exclusively defeat demonic fiends. The seal art in Xiao Chen’s hand changed again, and a hundred zhang Devil Execution Sword Qi emerged out of thin air. With a single slash, the five demonic mist completely dissipated with a “boom”.

Seeing the five black mist scattered by Xuanqing Sect’s Dao Art, Patriarch Motian’s eyes became even colder and more terrifying. He raised his hand and a black hole appeared in the sky, pressing down on Xiao Chen. It was as if it was going to devour everything in the world. It was extremely vicious and terrifying.

Not far away, Meng Xian’er was slightly shocked when she saw his killing move. She was about to step forward to stop him, but she immediately stopped. She thought to herself that Patriarch Motian did not really hurt the killer, so she could see how strong Xiao Yichen was.

At this moment, she chose to sit by and watch. Unless Xiao Chen’s life was in danger, she would not make a move.

“Boom!”

The giant black hole suddenly covered everything in the vicinity, turning everything into nothingness. Xiao Chen fled in an instant, and he still felt suffocated. Patriarch Motian’s cultivation was still above the Divine Fault, so how could he defeat him?

“Not bad …”

Patriarch Motian’s eyes were cold as he flicked his sleeves, wrapped in a heavy demonic aura, and suddenly struck Xiao Chen with his palm.

This palm strike was even more extraordinary. Before the palm force could reach him, Xiao Chen could already feel a strong gust of wind blowing towards his face. It was as if it was going to tear him apart. It was unable to resist forcefully. It could only use its True Essence to protect itself. With a kick of its feet, it abruptly flew backwards.

“Extreme Demon-Fiend!”

Patriarch Motian shouted in a deep voice, instantly approaching a distance of more than ten zhang. Xiao Chen could not avoid it, so he had no choice but to attack. With a “boom”, he clashed his palms, causing dust to rise to the sky and shock to the surroundings.

Xiao Chen felt as if there was a Mount Tai pressing down on him from the other side. He couldn’t resist it at all. If it weren’t for the Nine Yin Nine Yang Profound Technique protecting his body, he would have been heavily injured just now.

“Extreme Demon-Exterminate!”

He attacked again, still carrying killing intent in his palm. Patriarch Motian’s move was heavy and fierce, turning everything that blocked his path into powder.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was no longer able to escape, Patriarch Motian suddenly flew up. His hand changed its movements and slapped down on his Heavenly Spirit. If this palm hit him, wouldn’t it immediately shoot Xiao Chen’s brains out and destroy both his body and spirit?

“Shit!”

Meng Xian’er thought it was bad. She thought that Patriarch Motian was only probing the truth of Xiao Chen, a junior of the younger generation. She didn’t expect that she would have a real killing intent. Now that she wanted to go up to rescue him, how could she still have time?

“Senior, wait!”

As she shouted, Patriarch Motian had already slapped Xiao Chen’s head with his palm. With a “bang”, the earth collapsed and rocks cracked. In the midst of the dust, Xiao Chen’s figure gradually turned into nothingness.

Meng Xian’er was shocked and still breathing. She saw Xiao Chen’s true self floating lightly on a large tree in the distance.

It turned out that the person who had just been annihilated by Patriarch Motian was just an illusion of his avatar. This was the power of Ling Xian Step. No matter how high a person’s cultivation was, they might not be able to tell the truth in an instant.

At this moment, on a cliff not far away, there were already many people there. The person leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in black. He was Patriarch Motian’s adopted son, Xie Tianluo.

“Godfather …”

Xie Tianluo stared blankly at this side. He clearly saw everything from this cliff. He didn’t expect Xiao Yichen to be so powerful.

“Patriarch Motian, what’s the matter, to make you so angry …”

At this moment, a gentle and elegant male voice suddenly came from afar. At some unknown time, a cliff over there was also filled with people.

The leader was a man dressed in white. However, there was a white jade mask on the man’s face. Very few people had seen his true appearance. This person was the most mysterious of the Four Great Devil Sects, the White Cloud Pavilion Master. The man beside him was the Vice Sect Master, Young Master Bai, who was as beautiful as a crown jade.

The White Cloud Pavilion disciples behind him were all dressed in white and looked like Sword Immortals. How could they look like evil sects of the Devil Religion? Presently, only Motian Sect looked like the Devil Religion among the people from the four Devil Sects. It was probably because of this that Patriarch Devil Heaven had always disliked other people and denounced them for being inappropriate.

On the other side, the people from Xiaoyao Tower also came. Xiaoyao Tower was also known as Xiaoyao Sect. The Sect Leader was the Dark Underworld Secluded Monarch who was known to intimidate 3,000 Diabolism. He was the person standing on the cliff opposite White Cloud Pavilion. He was wearing a black robe and a battle hat. His entire body was covered in black mist. He could not see his face at all, but he was certain that it was Dark Underworld Secluded Monarch.

“Patriarch Motian, Pavilion Master White Cloud, Fairy Exodus, long time no see …”

The Dark Nether Secluded Monarch’s voice was low and deep. It did not sound like the voice coming from the throat of a living person. It sounded like it made people feel a chill behind their backs.

“Dark Nether Secluded Monarch, Pavilion Master White Cloud, the two of you are also here.”

Patriarch Motian glanced at the two people on the cliff, and then his gaze fell on Xiao Chen, “As expected of the only disciple Ling Yin has accepted in the past three hundred years. He has some ability.”

Patriarch Motian’s prestige among the various sects in Diabolism was extremely high. Many Devil Pope sects even had him as their leader, and he had rarely praised anyone in his life. Although he had only said a few words at this moment, it could be considered to be an extremely high affirmation of Xiao Chen.

Many people in the distant Devil Sect looked over. At this moment, even their gazes at Xiao Chen had changed. Perhaps because of what Patriarch Motian had said here today, everyone in Diabolism would be polite when they saw Xiao Chen.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was still standing on the top of the tree. He remained silent. Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually easing, Meng Xian’er slowly walked out. “Haven’t seen you for a hundred years, Dark Nether Secluded Monarch, Pavilion Master White Cloud, you’re both well.”

Speaking of which, it had been a hundred years since the four leaders of the Devil Sect had met. For someone whose cultivation had already reached their level, it was just a moment. Even if they had joined forces to attack the Central Xianyuan more than 300 years ago, it was still the same as yesterday. Everything was still vivid in their minds.