Upon seeing that person's attack, everyone in the hall understood that Liu Lanyan had absolutely no hope of survival.
With a loud bang, as if something had exploded, no one could see what happened clearly. All they saw was a cloud of blood mist bursting open on the ground.
The blood mist gradually dissipated, revealing Liu Lanyan, who was calmly smiling and unharmed. As for where the person who had attacked her was, the answer was self-evident.
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Chapter Thirty-Four: Fierce Strength
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
A sudden burst of commotion erupted from the stands.
No one could understand how the person who attacked Liu Lanyan had suddenly turned into a blood mist and disappeared.
Even if Liu Lanyan retaliates, it's impossible for her to instantly kill that person, right?
That person's strength had reached the level of third-tier demon power. Not to mention Liu Lanyan, a silly girl with no demon power, even the younger generation who participated in the ranking competition could not gain any advantage under his hands.
Hearing the exclamation, Liu Xinrong turned around in shock and saw a red mist of blood drifting over. A faint smell of blood filled her nostrils, and her cheeks were slightly damp with bloodstains floating in the air.
Liu Xinrong reached out in disbelief and touched the drop of blood on her cheek. She looked down and stared blankly at the red stain on her fingertip—blood.
He was actually killed by that idiot Liu Lanyan?
"What's going on?" Liu Xinrong angrily asked the other people who were in a daze. She had spent a lot of money to invite them here, not to be there to stand around doing nothing.
“She, she… killed our people.”
When Liu Xinrong asked him a question, he finally came to his senses, raised his arm tremblingly, pointed at Liu Lanyan, and looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"How could that be?" It's possible for anyone to have killed someone, but to say that Liu Lanyan killed someone, especially someone with third-tier demonic power, is less believable than telling her that the sun rises in the west.
"Miss Liu, about this matter..." It seemed to be the leader of those people speaking, and he intentionally withdrew.
"Do you think she has even a trace of demonic power?" Liu Xinrong didn't even wait for the man to finish speaking before pointing directly at Liu Lanyan. She refused to believe that Liu Lanyan was immortal.
She just can't get rid of Liu Lanyan, can she?
Hearing Liu Xinrong's words, those people also carefully examined Liu Lanyan, and sure enough, there was no trace of demonic power on her. The problem was, their people had indeed just died.
The group exchanged a glance and slowly formed an encirclement, closing in on Liu Lanyan.
As they moved, their demonic power surged continuously. It seemed that the scene just now had left a deep impression on them, and none of them were taking it lightly this time.
They wanted to join forces to kill Liu Lanyan.
"Second Master, please, please make Miss Xinrong stop. I beg you." Seeing the change in the situation, Qin Xiu turned around and knelt down in front of Liu Jinli with a thud, pleading incessantly.
She couldn't get into the venue, so only Liu Jinli could try to persuade Liu Xinrong, as she didn't want to see her young lady die.
"The council does not allow any external interference, Qin Xiu, there's nothing I can do." Liu Jinli didn't even know how he felt.
Liu Lanyan has a demon god behind her; her daughter's actions are incredibly reckless.
However, even if someone were to commit murder at a deliberation meeting, no one would care.
Everyone understands that attending a product discussion is bound to result in injuries or fatalities.
Liu Jinli ignored Qin Xiu's reaction and instead looked at the Demon God in the main seat. He saw that the Demon God was still leaning lazily in his chair, showing no emotional fluctuations due to the situation in the venue.
Liu Jinli's heart skipped a beat. Did the Demon God care about Liu Lanyan or not?
Liu Lanyan, who had her back to the stands, heard Qin Xiu's voice. A light suddenly flickered in her usually calm eyes. She raised her head slightly and looked directly at Liu Xinrong through the approaching crowd.
In that one glance, Liu Xinrong's pupils suddenly contracted, as if a sharp blade had pierced through her eyes and straight into her heart, causing her body to tremble with pain, and she dared not meet Liu Lanyan's gaze.
"Liu Xinrong, I will make you wish you were dead." The familiar voice, but the unfamiliar tone, was as cold as if it came from the underworld, chilling her to the bone and making her feel cold all over.
Liu Xinrong looked up in astonishment, staring at her in disbelief. Could Liu Lanyan really say such a thing?
In her hasty glance upwards, she only sensed a flash of cold, menacing light before her eyes, and a nauseating smell of blood made her cough violently.
Looking up for a closer look, she was instantly stunned.
It was completely empty.
Liu Lanyan was all alone.
There was nothing there.
The thirty-odd people who had just surrounded them have all disappeared.
Well... saying it disappeared isn't quite accurate. There's a faint layer of red marks on the stone slabs, like a fine mist of blood sprinkled on top, extremely evenly distributed.
Following the trail of blood, one could see Liu Lanyan standing in the center of the field, holding a gleaming longsword in one hand. Her clothes fluttered, and her bloodthirsty smile made her look like a demon from the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.
Not only was Liu Xinrong terrified, but everyone in the stands was also stunned.
They saw it clearly: as those thirty-odd people approached, before they could even make a move, a bright white light emanated from Liu Lanyan's hand, and all thirty-odd people turned into blood mist and scattered away.
Those with strong abilities could see at a glance that more than half of the thirty-odd people possessed third-tier demonic power, yet they were still instantly killed by Liu Lanyan in one move.
What does this illustrate?
Liu Lanyan is at least at the fifth level or higher.
A woman known throughout the capital as a fool was actually a powerful fifth-tier demon. This...this...this was beyond shock; it was beyond words to describe the emotions of the crowd.
Did they all misjudge?
"You, you...you've been pretending to be stupid all this time?" Liu Xinrong screamed in surprise, shouting out what everyone was thinking.
"Liu Lanyan, what exactly is your purpose? You're actually hiding your demonic power. What are you planning to do that would harm the demon realm?" Liu Xinrong reacted swiftly, immediately devising another way to frame Liu Lanyan.
"You hold the Grand Elder's jade token, and now you're concealing your demonic power," Liu Xinrong accused Liu Lanyan, her accusations growing increasingly forceful. "Are you planning to use the Elder's jade token to mobilize forces and then seize the position of Demon Lord?"
Liu Xinrong shouted it all out in one breath, and even she admired her own wit.
She refused to believe she couldn't bring Liu Lanyan to her death.
"Liu Lanyan, what's going on?" Yu Jinshuo asked, as this matter was no longer just about the product discussion.
This is related to the stability of the Demon Lord's position.
Could it be that Liu Lanyan really harbors rebellious intentions?
Liu Lanyan slightly raised her head and looked at Yu Jinshuo on the stands. This seemingly ordinary glance contained endless killing intent, causing Yu Jinshuo's heart to suddenly contract.
Before anyone could figure out what was happening, Liu Lanyan's body had already floated up, and she raised her long sword high and slashed down fiercely.
A powerful force condensed in the air, causing the stone slabs on the field to crack inch by inch. Small pebbles were swept into the air, and the crowd in the venue stared in horror at Liu Lanyan, who was floating in mid-air. They felt their mouths dry and their hearts pounding.
No one tried to escape, not because they didn't want to, but because they were too immobile.
Those with demonic power below the third level fainted immediately, while those with slightly stronger power could only use their demonic power to protect their heart meridians and prevent themselves from being crushed to death by that fierce power.
What kind of terrifying power is this?
Eighth-tier demonic power?
Ninth-tier demonic power?
It's probably much more than that.
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Chapter Thirty-Five: The Heart of Rebellion
"Miss!" Qin Xiu's exclamation made Liu Lanyan pause slightly.
In just that short time, Yu Jinshuo gained a chance to survive.
Yu Jinshuo, who originally had no chance to resist, hurriedly released all his demonic power, condensing all of it in front of him to form a demonic power shield.
The demonic power shield, formed by the condensation of all seventh-order demonic power, would require considerable effort to break even with the same seventh-order demonic power.
Yu Jinshuo didn't overestimate himself and quickly dodged.
Fortunately, Yu Jinshuo did not linger for a moment. Just as he dodged, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness coming from behind him.
Without thinking, he pushed off with all his might and shot far away. Only when he sensed that no danger was following did he turn around in a panic.
Turning around like that startled him so much that his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The spot where he had just stood left a deep mark, sinking two or three meters into the ground. The break was clean, and not a single speck of stone flew out from the hard stone slab as if it had been forcibly broken open; it looked as if a block of tofu had been sliced open with a bamboo knife.
Yu Jinshuo stood there, stunned, unable to process what was happening before him.
Little did he know that others were even more astonished than he was; their astonishment was more akin to terror.
Yu Jinshuo didn't see it, but they could see it clearly. The protective shield that Yu Jinshuo had condensed by exhausting his seventh-level demonic power dissipated quickly under the sword light, just like snowflakes encountering a raging fire.
"Liu Lanyan, how dare you!" The Demon Lord stood up from his seat, pointing a finger at Liu Lanyan who was floating in mid-air, his face full of anger.
He was still somewhat skeptical of what Liu Xinrong had said earlier, but now, seeing Liu Lanyan's terrifying power, he was absolutely certain.
Especially now, Liu Lanyan's expression was completely different from her usual naive and innocent demeanor. Her bloodthirsty and cold aura was like a tangible wave, crashing against everyone and giving them a suffocating sense of oppression.
Therefore, he was 100% certain that Liu Lanyan had been pretending to be stupid all along and must have other plans.
"Men, seize him!" At the Demon Lord's command, all his personal guards stepped forward.
What?
Why aren't the soldiers in the venue going over?