Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 913 - 458: Slaying Human Traitors, Power of the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber (Part 2)

Under the overwhelming destructive might, hundreds of eyeballs exploded all at once.

"Am I dead? Did I just perish like this?"

"Who in the world ended my life?"

Bewilderment struck the Hundred-Eyed Demon in an instant. It remained clueless about the events, the enemy's hiding spot, and even failed to transmit any signals.

Within a mere moment, the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber claimed its life, offering zero opportunity for defense.

Naturally, this occurrence couldn't escape the notice of the human captives confined in this place.

Having endured here for ages, this marked their initial brush with such an unexpected twist.

"What just occurred? How come the Hundred-Eyed Demon dropped dead out of nowhere?"

"Who exactly took down this Hundred-Eyed Demon?"

"Is it possible the Great Xuan Dynasty realized our disappearance and dispatched a rescuer?"

"Heh, quit fantasizing. We're in the Demon Cave, buried deep in the Demon Realm. No matter the Great Xuan Dynasty's strength, infiltrating the Demon Realm for a rescue is out of the question."

"You're right; it's likely just infighting among the demons."

"Exactly, it hardly involves us. Better to spectate the drama."

"Besides, for folks like us, death here could serve as a release."

"Yeah, should someone finish us off, we'd owe them thanks. It would at least reveal the demons lurking in the Great Xuan Dynasty, lightening our guilt."

Intense discussions erupted among the numerous human cultivators.

Curiosity burned in them regarding the foe who had felled the Hundred-Eyed Demon, their jailer.

Thanks to the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf's influence, Jiang Fan's figure stayed completely invisible to them.

In their eyes, Jiang Fan operated like a ghost—undetectable by sight or sense.

Hidden traitors among the human prisoners grew restless and puzzled as well.

They too lacked any updates.

This pointed to a massive disturbance rocking the Cyan Stone Demon Cave.

Yet, bound by the Profound Demon Lock for so long, they remained powerless to act.

All they could do now was observe the unfolding events.

"Precisely."

Right then, Jiang Fan recalled the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber.

Satisfaction filled him with the might displayed by this Sub-Immortal Artifact.

True to its origins as a hoard from a True Spirit, its destructive potential proved formidable.

Lacking the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber's edge, an instant kill on the Hundred-Eyed Demon would have eluded him.

Time pressed urgently now. He needed to swiftly eliminate the traitors concealed within the prisoner ranks.

For one aware of their identities, the deed proved straightforward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

Swiftly, Jiang Fan summoned several avatars, each slipping into a separate cell.

Grasping an array of Magical Treasures, he unleashed merciless strikes on these treacherous humans.

Boom~~

Within moments, eleven traitors met their end.

Not a single cry escaped them before death claimed them.

Truth be told, these were mighty Refining Void and Integration Cultivators.

Absent the Profound Demon Lock, overpowering them would have been beyond reach.

But restrained by this artifact, the traitors resembled helpless mortals.

In the span of an eyeblink, they fell slain with ease.

"Damn it, he took out the Phantom King."

"Old Liu and the rest got wiped out by him as well."

"What the hell is his goal here?"

Shock and fury gripped many human cultivators.

At first, a faint hope had sparked in them, picturing this unknown intruder as a Great Xuan Dynasty savior come to free them.

Witnessing the Phantom King and others cut down by the assailant flipped that to rage.

Over the years, bonds had formed with figures like the Phantom King, forging deep camaraderie.

They clung to a slim dream of eventual escape and survival.

Yet the slaughter of the Phantom King and companions crushed those illusions.

No path forward remained for these souls; doom awaited them in this pit.

"Quiet down."

"Keep yapping, and you'll join them in death."

Jiang Fan's voice echoed through.

What?!

At the sound, the Ice Soul King and companions flashed traces of alarm in their gazes. The tone rang human, distinct from demonic utterances.

Still, doubt lingered.

Certain demons excelled at imitating human speech.

Regardless, as mere captives stripped of fight, they lay vulnerable to fate.

Demons typically saw no gain in misleading them.

Honestly, their worth had dwindled.

Their sole purpose lingered in breathing—to shield the demons infiltrating the Great Xuan Dynasty from discovery.

"Who are you, really?"

"What's your aim in coming here?"

The Ice Soul King inquired.

Fellow human cultivators strained to listen, hungry for insight into this enigmatic cultivator's intent.

Regrettably, the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf veiled Jiang Fan's location from detection.

He seemed everywhere and nowhere, blended seamlessly into the emptiness.

"No need to speculate wildly."

"I'll shatter your Profound Demon Locks and revive your cultivation."

"Remember, this is the Cyan Stone Demon Cave."

"Escaping alive hinges on your own abilities."

Jiang Fan skipped their queries, aware these cultivators harbored no faith in him—nor did he seek it.

His plan simply involved deploying them as buffers.

For them, it offered the lone shot at endurance; a win-win arrangement.

"Shatter the Profound Demon Lock? That's impossible."

"It uses rare top-grade materials."

"Without an unbreakable Secret Treasure to pulverize every substance, it's pure delusion."

The Giant Stone King declared.

Skepticism ruled him toward this unseen cultivator's prowess.

Countless attempts had he made to wreck the artifact.

Each time, it drained his magical power, sapping his vitality.

Across the years, the toll on his strength defied measure.

Were he not an Integration Cultivator, demise would have claimed him long ago.

Boom~~

Yet before his sentence concluded, a chilling gleam sliced forth, clashing against his Profound Demon Lock.

The formerly unyielding artifact buckled under the saber's assault.

Instantly, it fragmented into myriad shards.

Immense energy flooded from his frame.

The suppressed might roared back to life.

"How is this possible? The Profound Demon Lock broken? How did you manage it?"

Astonishment mixed with elation in the Giant Stone King.

Such an outcome had never crossed his mind—that this hidden cultivator could dismantle the infernal relic.

Lifelong bondage had seemed his inescapable fate.

He wasn't alone; the other human cultivators shared the miracle.

Their own Profound Demon Locks likewise split and crumbled.

Cultivation surged back into them.

"Heavens, it's a demonic treasure, and it truly broke."

"Haha, my magical power floods in rapidly. What a rush."

"Who are you? Are you really a Great Xuan Dynasty agent here to save us? Did the emperor learn of our abduction?"

"Yes, what's the situation with the Great Xuan Dynasty? Are they locked in battle with the demons? As the demons claimed, have demon caves sprouted across the dynasty?"

Ecstasy seized the many human cultivators as they emerged from their cells.

In that instant, freedom's thrill coursed through them.

Earlier despair had painted no hope of departure alive.

Now, vibrant magical power churned within anew.

No greater fortune could befall them.

They scanned too for the cryptic cultivator who aided them, probing for his trace.

Jiang Fan, however, wasted no moment. Having liberated the cultivators from the Profound Demon Locks, he invoked his Innate Divine Technique of Shrinking Earth into Inches, departing the human prison and ascending to the surface.

"Cease the clamor."

"I detected a ripple in the void just now."

"That individual has likely departed."

The Ice Soul King announced.