Chapter 164: The Strike of Heavenly Sound

Su Che’s words sent the two female cultivators of the Illusion Demon Sect into chaos. They truly believed their master had suffered a great defeat at the hands of Heavenly Sound.
The name Heavenly Sound was renowned throughout the entire cultivation world with legendary status. Just the title of “Number One Genius” made them doubt their master’s chances of survival.
To their surprise, Su Che then said, “Don’t worry. I’m only predicting that your master hasn’t been defeated yet.”
As he spoke, Su Che controlled four flying swords and launched a fierce attack at a point about ten zhang away.
Clang, clang, clang…
That spot had been empty moments ago, but now, the second female cultivator, hidden in the mist, also appeared.
Her position had been unstable earlier, and even though Lao He could sense her presence, it was difficult to force her to reveal herself unless she stopped moving.
So, Su Che provoked her with words, taking advantage of her moment of distraction to pinpoint her location and attack relentlessly until she showed herself.
Enemies hiding in the shadows were the most terrifying. Once she appeared, with the strength of the Immortal Prison Team, they wouldn’t fear even facing two cultivators in the later stages of the Foundation Establishment phase.
The two female cultivators also realized that trying to defeat Su Che in a short time was nothing but delusion.
Firstly, that snake woman possessed strength comparable to those in the later stages of Foundation Establishment and was además an ancient exotic species capable of controlling magical artifacts, making her a formidable opponent on par with one of them.
Secondly, Su Che, together with the Asura Puppet and the Silver-Bearded Dragon, could easily suppress the other one.
Given this, it was possible that they might be the ones to suffer defeat in the end!
So, while blocking the intense attacks, one of the female cultivators smiled seductively at Su Che, “Young master, actually, this matter isn’t beyond negotiation. What do you think? Should we pause and work out a better solution? Why must it end in a life-or-death struggle?”
As she spoke, her figure was enchanting, her soft waist swaying gently, her beautiful eyes glowing with an indescribable light, exuding a strange allure…
The Illusion Demon Bewitching Art!
Su Che had heard of this tactic used by the Illusion Demon Sect, but unfortunately, it was useless against him.
“Hahaha…” Lao He laughed heartily. “Using such tricks—can you compare to the extraterrestrial demons? If not, don’t waste time showing off. And look at your faces—can they compare to the snake woman’s beauty? Hahaha…”

Before the two female cultivators on the other side could react, the Snake Woman cursed first, “You rat monster! If you keep talking nonsense, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
“Damn it!”
Only then did the two female cultivators of the Illusion Demon Sect realize they had encountered someone who wouldn’t yield under either force or trickery—their mind-control spells had no effect on him at all.
Moreover, his spirit pets were either demon women or monsters; human women acting coquettishly in front of them were no different from clowns.
There was no choice but to fight head-on!
On Su Che’s side, the battle was already evenly matched, and it would be impossible to determine a winner in a short time. As for Tian Yin…
Tian Yin knew better than anyone that Su Che’s overall strength was several times greater than what appeared on the surface. Only she and Yu Qing had seen Su Che’s Snake Woman spirit pet and Asura puppet.
Therefore, in the battle against Witch Meng Liu, Tian Yin remained calm and unfazed, not worried about Su Che’s safety.
Witch Meng Liu, however, did not dare underestimate Tian Yin. From the start, she used her most skilled magic techniques, hiding within the Illusion Demon’s maze to harass Tian Yin, hoping to delay her in this way.
Faced with Meng Liu’s persistent attacks, Tian Yin simply chanted beautiful syllables, creating wonderful sound waves to counter each one. So far, she had not launched any counterattacks.
While seemingly engaged in a magical duel with Meng Liu, Tian Yin was actually using some kind of detection technique to carefully observe the situation on Su Che’s side.
At that moment, she smiled to herself, “There’s even a Silver Beard Dragon. It just lacks some combat skills. Apart from relying on magical artifacts and talismans, it has no other tricks up its sleeve…”
Tian Yin’s judgment was sharp. Su Che was only eighteen in bone age and had only entered the cultivation world four years ago. Moreover, he had spent those four years solely on intense cultivation, advancing rapidly in his own cultivation level while achieving almost nothing in other areas.
He hadn’t mastered the various spells required at the Foundation Establishment stage, let alone dabbled in alchemy, artifact crafting, or array formations.
It could be said that as of now, Tian Yin was the person who knew the most about Su Che in this world.
“If it really is him, what should I do…”
Tian Yin let out a soft sigh and slowly raised her palm. In her palm lay a delicate and small copper bell.
With a thought, the bell grew much larger. Then, she looked up at a certain spot in the sky and said softly, “Meng Liu, your hiding magic isn’t as good as your talk skills.”
In the void, hidden somewhere within the Illusion Demon’s maze, Witch Meng Liu felt a surge of anxiety, for Tian Yin’s gaze was directed right at her hiding place.

Tianyin held the bronze bell in her left hand, while her delicate fingers in the right hand gave it a gentle tap…
Ding!
The clear sound of the bell was not loud, but even from a hundred feet away, Su Che and the others who were fighting were stunned, their bodies going weak, and all their movements slowed down as if under a slowness spell.
Hidden in the darkness, Witch Mengliu let out a muffled groan and clutched her chest tightly.
A few breaths later, with a bang, thick blood mist burst from her facial features, pores, and entire body, turning her into a bloody figure.
“Tianyin, you…”
Witch Mengliu appeared out of thin air, spewing blood as she could no longer speak a word.
“I won’t kill you.”
Tianyin put away the bronze bell and said softly, “Return to your sect quickly. Within three days, the Ancestral Demon Master will heal you, and you’ll still have a hundred years of life left. Go now…”
Snap, snap, snap, snap…
Surrounded by blood mist, Witch Mengliu moved swiftly, pressing on over a dozen acupoints on her own body to temporarily suppress her injuries. She gave Tianyin a complex look before turning into a streak of light and disappearing in an instant, leaving her two disciples behind without a trace.
As soon as Witch Mengliu left, the illusionary barrier covering hundreds of feet dissipated, and Su Che and the others saw the clear sky again.
“Where’s our master?”
The two female cultivators looked around anxiously, unaware that Witch Mengliu had already fled hundreds of miles away.
“Let them go,” Tianyin’s voice came from afar.
In a few swift movements, Su Che put away his various magical treasures and imprisoned Lao Hei, the Snake Woman, and the Little Dragon in the Immortal Prison. Without saying a word, he turned and flew away.
The two female cultivators naturally did not dare to stop him.
At that moment, Su Che also felt heavy-hearted. Through Lao Hei’s detection abilities, he had seen that bronze bell and Tianyin’s strike earlier.
That mysterious and utterly unpredictable Tianyin strike!
Witch Mengliu, at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm and a Golden Core elder of one of the ten major demonic sects, the Demon Illusion Sect, couldn’t even defend against it with just one strike!
Could this be the immense power of a top-tier Dao artifact—capable of not only inflicting severe injuries but also affecting one’s lifespan?
Half an hour ago, Su Che was confident that once he reached the Golden Core realm, he would have the ability to protect himself and no longer worry about her potential threat. But that single strike not only severely injured Witch Mengliu but also shattered Su Che’s confidence completely.
Lao Hei also said, “In front of her, even those at the late stage of the Golden Core realm seem fragile.”
“It’s okay!”

Su Che gritted his teeth and resolved in his heart, “If the day comes when we have to turn against each other, I’ll just take out the Mi Xian Ling Banner and give it to her. As long as I can save my life, with the Immortal Prison in my hands, I’ll eventually surpass her.”
“Yes, master,” Lao He agreed. “I’ve always thought that Mi Xian Ling Banner is nothing but trouble. If all else fails, just give it to her and let her cause trouble.”
At that moment, Tian Yin spoke to the mountains below, “If you don’t come out soon, we’ll be leaving.”
“Hahaha, Wu Ji Tian Yin—truly living up to its reputation.”
With a rough laugh, a majestic figure soared up from the valley below.
This man had a shiny forehead and wore a red robe with a skull pattern embroidered on it—clearly a Golden Core elder of the Blood God Sect.
Su Che thought, “The Illusion Demon Sect just left, and now the Blood God Sect has arrived. Is the demonic arrest warrant that effective?”
Then he heard the bald man from the Blood God Sect explain, “Tian Yin, I’m not here because of you. On the contrary, I followed Meng Liu here. I have some personal grudges with her.”
Upon seeing the bald man’s face, Su Che was stunned. Subconsciously, he thought, “Weren’t I the one who killed this guy?”
Back then, Zhen Zhen, a true disciple of Tian Wu Peak, had fought fiercely with ‘him,’ resulting in mutual damage, which allowed Su Che to take advantage. But that day, Su Che had torn that bald man in blood-red robes to pieces, burned him to ashes, and even destroyed his soul with the Immortal Prison Pagoda. How could he possibly rise from the dead?
However, after thinking further, Su Che realized, “This guy in front of me must be his twin brother. Right, my master once said that Zhen Zhen was captured by the Illusion Demon Sect. And this bald man has personal grudges with Meng Liu. Could it mean…”
“It’s entirely plausible to assume that the bald man was injured by Witch Meng Liu, causing his cultivation to plummet. After fighting with Zhen Zhen, he died at my hands. Later, Meng Liu tracked down the battlefield but couldn’t find the bald man, so she kidnapped Zhen Zhen and Fei Yun…”
After all, Su Che had been aconstable for four years and was good at piecing together clues to deduce the truth.
“In other words, the restrictions on Fei Yun were likely planted by Meng Liu…”
“Today, because of me, Meng Liu was severely injured and now only has a hundred years of life left…”
“This is really…”
At this thought, Su Che didn’t know what to say. He could only describe it in one word: karma!

“Haha, master, those people you mentioned will eventually fall into your hands after all these twists and turns. This shows that you are the one destined by fate, with great fortune, great opportunities, great destiny, and great…”
Lao He couldn’t think of any more “great” things, so he could only laugh and say, “Those who oppose you or are hostile to you will all suffer misfortune!”
Su Che didn’t agree with Lao He’s extreme optimism. He thought to himself, “Sometimes even I suffer misfortune. Just look at this demonic warrant right now; I don’t even know how to deal with it.”
With a demonic warrant on my back, the entire cultivation world will be full of dangers for me, making it impossible to move forward.