# Chapter 1587: Siege and Kill
“I see. Very well.”
Upon hearing Yanzi’s words, Zhang Ruochen’s expression shifted slightly as something occurred to him. He nodded gently, abandoning the thought of heading to the Yin-Yang Hall, and returned to the Yanzi Palace Cave Heaven.
Of course, he did not stay long in the Yanzi Palace Cave Heaven. Using his spatial power to evade Yanzi, Zhang Ruochen slipped out of the cave heaven without anyone noticing.
Zhang Ruochen first went to the square where the Truth Dao diagrams were being studied. Gazing from a distance, he did not see the Hundred Flowers Fairy Ji Fanxin. Instead, two elderly figures from the Thousand Stamen Realm were sitting cross-legged at opposite ends of the square, seemingly protecting the young cultivators studying the diagrams.
“Could it be that Yaojue King has already uncovered Shang Feng’s true identity and plans to make a move tonight?”
With this thought in mind, Zhang Ruochen vanished into the sea of flowers and cautiously made his way toward Shang Feng’s cultivation cave heaven.
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**Xuan Yu Cave Heaven.**
A maidservant with Saint-level cultivation reported to Shang Feng: “Lord Yaojue King has closed the main gate of the Hundred Flowers Palace and activated the protective grand formation. It seems something major is about to happen tonight.”
“I understand. You may withdraw.”
Shang Feng’s face was extremely cold, startling the maidservant.
Normally, King Shang Feng was quite easygoing. What was wrong with him today?
After the maidservant withdrew, Shang Feng’s eyes grew anxious and tense. The unease in his heart intensified. “Could Yaojue King have discovered my true identity?”
Recently, Shang Feng had sensed something amiss. Every time he tried to leave the Hundred Flowers Palace, Yaojue King would block him, using various excuses to keep him there.
Even some of the messages Shang Feng had sent out had vanished without a trace, receiving no response.
Yet Shang Feng had clung to the hope that it was all coincidence. How could the cultivators of the Thousand Stamen Realm possibly know he was a spy from the Black Demon Realm?
But tonight’s situation was far too abnormal.
“Could it be that I exposed my trail when I went to see Qiong Lin? No, I can’t just sit and wait for death.”
Shang Feng’s eyes darkened. He entered a secret chamber within the cultivation cave heaven and retrieved a demonic pot the size of a palm. His hand gently stroked its surface, causing blood-red patterns to ripple across it.
Holding the demonic pot, the anxiety and tension in Shang Feng’s eyes immediately vanished.
“If Yaojue King tries to stop me again, I’ll fight my way out.”
Shang Feng tucked the demonic pot into his sleeve, then opened the formation of the Xuan Yu Cave Heaven and stepped outside.
No sooner had he emerged than Shang Feng halted. Outside, it was as bright as day. Fifty-four sacred lamps floated in midair, completely enveloping the entire Xuan Yu Cave Heaven.
Yaojue King stood with his hands behind his back beneath the lamps, staring at Shang Feng as he came out, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.
“Blood Demon Imperial Son, where are you off to?”
Shang Feng remained composed, unafraid of the scene before him. “Dharma King, what are you saying? I don’t quite understand.”
Yaojue King snorted lightly, his gaze fixed into the darkness. A white-bearded old man emerged, took out a book, and tossed it toward Shang Feng.
“What’s the point of continuing to argue? I personally investigated you and have found out everything about you clearly.” The white-bearded old man spoke in a deep voice.
The white-bearded old man was named “Shang Gu Tong,” the five-step Saint King who had delivered the dragon soul and elephant soul to the Hundred Flowers Palace. He was also of the same race as Shang Feng.
Yaojue King did not pick up the book from the ground but instead let out a laugh: “Who else is hiding? Come out. What’s the point of lurking in the shadows?”
Immediately, three figures emerged from the darkness. They were three other elderly figures of the Hundred Flowers Palace: the treasure appraiser Qian Liwen, King Shaoyao, and King Tianhuo.
King Tianhuo was a Heavenly Fire Demon Butterfly hovering in midair, its wings spread wide, covering the entire sky.
Qian Liwen held a sacred staff and stood in the distance, visible only as a blurry shadow.
King Shaoyao was an extremely voluptuous and beautiful woman, with a flower-shaped forehead ornament resembling a peony petal on her brow. She stood gracefully atop the Xuan Yu Cave Heaven, staring coldly at Shang Feng.
“Since you’re all here, I’ll wipe you out in one fell swoop.”
Shang Feng was well aware that the other old-timers were nothing special, but Yaojue King’s cultivation was terrifyingly powerful. He was no match for him and would have to rely on the power of the demonic pot.
“You’re still arrogant even at death’s door. Let me test just how capable the Blood Demon Imperial Son really is.”
The white-bearded old man Shang Gu Tong formed his hands into claws. Sacred Qi surged from within him, turning the entire area into a sea of sacred energy that churned violently, its sound rolling like thunder.
Thousands of sacred Dao rules flew out and merged with his claws.
“Void Sea Demon-Slaying Claw.”
In a flash of lightning, two sharp claw marks tore through the sea of sacred Qi and struck Shang Feng.
“Watch out—”
Yaojue King sensed a surge of overwhelming demonic Qi emanating from Shang Feng. His expression changed drastically as he rushed forward, trying to pull Shang Gu Tong back.
But before he could reach Shang Gu Tong, who was still over ten zhang away, a burst of black demonic Qi erupted, shattering Shang Gu Tong’s body into pieces of flesh and blood.
Yaojue King quickly retrieved a small crimson shield and pressed it forward.
“Boom.”
The small metal shield transformed into a massive flaming shield, blocking Yaojue King as it collided with the black demonic Qi.
Through the flaming shield, Yaojue King saw Shang Feng holding a demonic pot. From the pot flew a demonic shadow shaped like a butterfly.
That demonic shadow had killed a five-step Saint King with just a single breath of demonic Qi. How terrifying was it?
“You refined the sacred soul of the Thousand Universe Demon Venerable into a pot and enslaved it. How vicious you are.” Yaojue King ground his teeth in fury.
The Thousand Universe Demon Venerable was a powerful figure of the Heavenly Fire Demon Butterfly clan, only one step away from the Great Saint realm. Even refined into a battle soul, its strength remained formidable. Even Yaojue King, an eight-step Saint King, was quite wary of it.
“Anyone who blocks me today dies.”
Shang Feng, holding the Thousand Universe Demonic Pot, charged toward the main gate of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Yaojue King spat out a breath of sacred Qi, like a gust of wind. Instantly, the fifty-four sacred lamps floating in midair each emitted a Thousand Ripple Annihilation Force, connecting into one and pressing down simultaneously.
This was a set of sacred lamps, all high-grade thousand-mark sacred artifacts. Deployed together to form a lamp formation, they could trouble even a nine-step Saint King.
“Pfft.”
Before the lamp formation had fully descended, Shang Feng was already spitting blood from the pressure.
“That old bastard Yaojue King is truly formidable. Even with the Thousand Universe Demonic Pot, I’m probably no match for him.” Shang Feng bore immense pressure. The hair on his head was being refined into black liquid droplets by the lamp formation, and even the skin on his body began to dissolve into blood.
“Boom.”
Behind Shang Feng, the demonic shadow unleashed a devastating attack of demonic Qi, piercing through the Hundred Flowers Palace’s defensive grand formation. A hole several zhang in diameter appeared in the formation’s light barrier.
Seeing this, Shang Feng revealed a joyful expression. “Thousand Universe Demon Venerable, hold off Yaojue King for me.”
The demonic shadow retreated backward, spreading its massive butterfly wings to counter Yaojue King’s lamp formation.
Freed from the lamp formation’s suppression, Shang Feng immediately activated his movement technique, darting through the hole in the formation and fleeing toward the outer gate of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
“Stop him! Don’t let him escape!” Yaojue King roared.
King Tianhuo, King Shaoyao, and Qian Liwen all launched their attacks simultaneously, all aimed at the hole in the formation. They struck Shang Feng’s back, shattering the protective light barrier around him layer by layer.
King Shaoyao transformed into a streak of light, bypassing the lamp formation and the demonic shadow, and chased through the formation hole.
After a long while, Yaojue King used the lamp formation to suppress the demonic shadow. He looked at King Shaoyao, who had returned from outside, and asked, “Did you finish him off?”
King Shaoyao’s face was ashen. She shook her head. “He has seeds of the True Illusion Sacred Flower. The moment he rushed out of the Hundred Flowers Palace, he vanished instantly.”
“Damn it.”
Yaojue King stomped hard on the ground, shaking most of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
Qian Liwen sighed. “No one expected Shang Feng to control the sacred soul of the Thousand Universe Demon Venerable. Otherwise, with the strength of the Hundred Flowers Palace’s protective grand formation, how could a five-step Saint King like him have broken through?”
What the elderly figures of the Hundred Flowers Palace did not notice was that, the moment Shang Feng rushed through the formation hole, two figures had already shot out ahead of King Shaoyao.
However, the two who chased after him had used special methods, so they went undetected.
One of them was Zhang Ruochen, who had concealed his aura using the Buddha Emperor’s Buddhist Beads.
In truth, Zhang Ruochen had been hiding in the shadows watching the battle. He had thought Yaojue King and the others had the upper hand and that Shang Feng was doomed, so he had not considered intervening.
It was only when he saw Shang Feng escape the Hundred Flowers Palace that Zhang Ruochen immediately gave chase, determined not to let him leave alive.
As for the other figure, it was following behind Zhang Ruochen. Even with Zhang Ruochen’s fifty-fifth-order spiritual power, he did not detect her trailing him.
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Shang Feng was severely wounded, sacred blood continuously flowing from his body. Fortunately, he carried seeds of the True Illusion Sacred Flower. As the sacred flower bloomed, it created a realm of illusory nothingness, concealing his form and aura, allowing him to deceive King Shaoyao and escape.
“Yaojue King, King Shaoyao, King Tianhuo… I, the Imperial Son, will surely repay today’s grudge.” Shang Feng’s pupils burned with demonic flames, but his body ached unbearably. He activated his fastest speed, choosing sparsely populated paths, and rushed toward the Yin-Yang Hall.
Suddenly, Shang Feng stopped in his tracks, staring solemnly ahead. A human man in white robes blocked his path, staring at him with sharp eyes.
“It’s you.”
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