Duan Gujin had already decided to disguise himself as one of the Demon Cultivators, to teach those four a severe lesson, to instill fear in their hearts, so they wouldn't trouble him again.

"You all, die!"

A deep and low voice emanated from his throat, sending shivers down the spines of the four upon hearing it.

That deep voice contained a portion of the Netherworld Treasure Pearl's power, capable of directly penetrating the four's Divine Souls, instilling fear in them.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Duan Gujin took a deep breath, said nothing further, and shot out all the other Flying Knives from his storage ring.

"Retreat!"

Huang Haitian and Song Hao, who had just rushed over and saw two of their comrades injured, were seized by fear towards this sudden Demon Cultivator. They felt they might not be a match for this Demon Cultivator and didn't want to die there.

Thus, they abandoned their two other companions and made a swift escape from the area.

They moved as fast as lightning, quickly disappearing into the Void.

Seeing both their companions fleeing, the two injured individuals were dumbfounded.

Duan Gujin's expression slightly changed, as he had launched all his Flying Knives towards the two Martial Artists who had just arrived.

In the end, not a single Flying Knife hit the two fleeing Assassins.

Those four had previously prepared for an ambush here, and as they fled, not only did they rely on their own speed, but they also used some Treasures to bring their evasion speed to astonishing levels.

"Damn it! They all ran away!"

Duan Gujin exhaled a breath of turbid air and turned his attention to the two injured Martial Artists.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on the backs of the two injured Martial Artists, their entire bodies growing cold and their hearts beginning to pound violently.

They felt as if Duan Gujin stood before them like the Grim Reaper himself, ready to harvest their lives at any moment.

They desperately wanted to flee this harbinger of death before them, but they had been ambushed by Duan Gujin earlier and had sustained some injuries.

"Actually, you don't need to run. Rest assured, I won't kill you! I came here today just to tell you that you cannot trespass on Blood Slaughter Sect territory willy-nilly! Anyone who intrudes on Blood Slaughter Sect territory will meet one fate - death! I know who you are; you're from the Holy Fire Immortal Sect! The Holy Fire Immortal Sect, in my eyes, is naught but trash!"

Duan Gujin let out a cold huff and said.

Hearing Duan Gujin's words, the two finally understood the other party's intentions.

"We dare not! We were just passing by unintentionally!"

The two immediately begged for mercy. Although they were extremely displeased with Duan Gujin's disdain for the Holy Fire Immortal Sect, they dared not show their dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Get lost! Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude to you! You struck against the Blood Slaughter Sect Disciples before, if you dare to do it again, your only fate is death! Go!"

The Giant Demon Dragon Elephant Martial Soul enveloped Duan Gujin's body, and the two could only see dark Soul Fire of Dragon Elephant emanating from him.

As Disciples of the Holy Fire Immortal Sect, who had also personally witnessed some Demon Cultivators, they were very clear in their hearts about the biggest difference between Demon Cultivators and ordinary Martial Artists: their Martial Souls were different.

The two could confirm that the person before their eyes was definitely a Demon Cultivator upon seeing the Giant Demon Dragon Elephant Martial Soul displayed by Duan Gujin.

Within the Holy Fire Immortal Sect, there were numerous tales about Demon Cultivators.

In those legends, Demon Cultivators were extremely terrifying entities; inherently brutal, they would annihilate someone's entire family, clan, or even an entire nation over a single disagreement.

In the Jiuzhou Continent, the terror of Demon Cultivators could be deemed greater even than that of the Devil Clan.

Seeing the dreadful cold light in Duan Gujin's bloody red eyes, the two shivered all over, their bodies trembling with fear.

"Get lost!"

Duan Gujin took a deep breath, and the Giant Demon Dragon Elephant Martial Soul erupted with roars one after another.

Those roars, carrying a raging spiritual oppression, surged wave after wave towards the two Martial Artists' Divine Souls.

"Ah!"

The Divine Souls of those two Martial Artists were struck and instantly shattered.

They immediately were incontinent, and a foul stench began to emanate slowly from their bodies.

Upon seeing this, Duan Gujin sneered coldly, turned around, and quickly took nine steps forward.

He had performed the Heavenly Demon Nine Steps, and moreover, executed it continuously.

Sensing that the Demon Cultivators had left, the two Martial Artists felt a little relieved. They wanted to leave immediately, but they could not muster their Primordial Power for the time being.

Looking down at their bodies, they saw they were wet with an orange-yellow liquid and reeked of a foul odor.

Even in such a wretched state, they didn't feel any discomfort.

"We're still alive! That's wonderful!"

When the two Martial Artists thought about how they were almost killed by the Demon Cultivator just moments ago, they almost burst into tears.

Even though they were in a sorry state, at least their lives were spared.

After calming down, they took out Elixir Pills from their storage rings and swallowed them all at once.

They just wanted to restore some Primordial Power as soon as possible to leave this place, without caring about how wasteful it was to consume all those Elixir Pills at once.

Thinking of the two comrades who had abandoned them and fled for their lives, they gritted their teeth in hatred.

An hour later, they finally managed to calm down.

Some Inner Sect Disciples of the Blood Killing Sect happened to pass by and inquired about their condition.

They told the Inner Sect Disciples from the Blood Killing Sect that they had suffered a Deviation while practicing and would leave soon.

Seeing the two young men covered in filth, those Disciples believed they truly had suffered a Deviation and left while holding their noses.

After recovering some Primordial Power, the two Immortal Sect Disciples immediately left the area, not wanting to stay for another second.

"Let's go now! We'll talk once we're back!"

The two helped each other up and quickly departed.

They didn't doubt Duan Gujin's identity, as they had previously witnessed the Martial Soul he released, which was different from other Martial Artists.

The difference in Martial Soul alone was enough to show they were on different paths.

"Do you think the person we encountered just now could be related to Duan Gujin, whom we were supposed to confront before?"

On their way back, one Martial Artist said.

"Of course, it's related. Didn't that Demon Cultivator mention he knew we had fought Duan Gujin before? How could he know we had teamed up against Duan Gujin unless he's related to him?"

The other Martial Artist replied.

"So that's how it is, I understand now. Although Duan Gujin was clearly at the Martial Sect Realm, he was fearless, because he had a Demon Cultivator backing him!"

"That must be it!"

After discussing for a while, the two Martial Artists concluded that the Demon Cultivator was someone Duan Gujin had called in to deal with them.

The two bought clean clothing at an inn at the foot of the mountain, took a bath, changed into their new clothes, and then hurried back to the Holy Fire Immortal Sect.

That place had been a nightmare for them, and they really didn't want to spend another second there.

Moreover, they harbored deep hatred for Huang Haitian and Song Hao.

"We will never be friends with them again! Never!"

The two swore in unison.

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