ETERNAL MARTIAL EMPEROR, VOLUME 3 - SEASON 15 EPISODE 90

Boom!

The body of Half-Martial Ancestor Kong Xiao exploded instantly and flesh splattered everywhere. The blood of the Half-Martial Ancestor dyed half the skies red!

Swoosh!

As the blood mist surged, an Essence Spirit fled into the distance with a panicked expression!

“Hmph!”

In a flash, Rakshasa Yu scooped and captured Half-Martial Ancestor Kong Xiao’s Essence Spirit in her palm. She said coldly, “Old dog, didn’t you want me to submit? Are you even worthy?!”

She did not give Half-Martial Ancestor Kong Xiao any chance to beg for mercy and stuffed his Essence Spirit into her mouth, swallowing it!

Right in front of everyone from Ethereal Peak, a Half-Martial Ancestor was killed by Rakshasa Yu!

The eyes of the Ethereal Peak cultivators nearly popped out!

Such a beautiful woman was so powerful and violent that she devoured the Essence Spirit of a Half-Martial Ancestor!

The remaining four Half-Martial Ancestors were also beaten away by this powerful woman!

Rakshasa Yu’s spirit consciousness moved and extended hundreds of thousands of kilometers instantly!

However, Di Fan and the other three Half-Martial Ancestors had already escaped from the range of her spirit consciousness and vanished.

Rakshasa Yu frowned slightly.

If she were to chase after them now, it would be difficult for her to catch up to Di Fan and the other three.

Furthermore, if she were to leave Ethereal Peak, Ethereal Peak would be met with a great calamity if any other strong foes were to arrive.

After pondering for a moment, Rakshasa Yu decided to guard Ethereal Peak and did not leave.

Although the battle was short, Rakshasa Yu finally managed to quell the frustrations in her heart after killing a Half-Martial Ancestor.

“I heard that everyone from the Rakshasa race are all extremely ugly. Why is Rakshasa Yu so beautiful? She’s even prettier than Senior Sister Shui Yun.”

“I wonder. I even heard that the Rakshasa race is extremely violent and bloodthirsty. Why would they help us?”

“Could there be good people in the Rakshasa race as well?”

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Many cultivators of Ethereal Peak discussed softly.

The old immortal crane had already walked forward and bowed to Rakshasa Yu. “Thank you for your assistance, young mistress of the Rakshasa race. Ethereal Peak is extremely grateful.”

The old immortal crane had a terrible impression of the Rakshasa race.

However, Rakshasa Yu had helped Ethereal Peak tide through this calamity after all!

No matter what, she had to express her thanks personally.

“It’s nothing much,”

Rakshasa Yu waved it off.

If it was any other time, she would not have bothered to speak to an ant like the old immortal crane. However, she had just killed a Half-Martial Ancestor and felt much better after venting the anger in her chest.

“Pardon me for being bold, senior. May I know why you’re in Ethereal Peak and why you’re helping us?”

The old immortal crane could not help but ask, puzzled.

At the mention of that, a refined face appeared in Rakshasa Yu’s mind and she grit her teeth in anger!

“It’s because of an extremely detestable person!”

Rakshasa Yu said hatefully.

“Ah?

The old immortal crane was slightly stunned.

Rakshasa Yu shifted her gaze to the old immortal crane and suddenly asked, “I heard that Desolate Martial came from Ethereal Peak. In that case, do you know Desolate Martial’s past very well?”

“Erm… ”

The old immortal crane could not understand how Rakshasa Yu’s thoughts could leap onto Desolate Martial right away and merely nodded her head. “I know a little.”

“Alright, come over and explain everything to me carefully,”

Rakshasa Yu said and turned towards a cave abode.

The old immortal crane was puzzled but still followed.

Under normal circumstances, the Rakshasa race and Desolate Martial were irreconcilable. Rakshasa Yu should hate Desolate Martial to the core.

However, for some reason, the old immortal crane could not sense it.

On the contrary, Rakshasa Yu seemed to be curious about Desolate Martial.

…

50,000 kilometers away from Ethereal Peak, in midair.

Di Fan, Di Jue, Chen Yu and Illumination gathered together once more with ugly expressions and a hint of embarrassment.

Half-Martial Ancestor Illumination said, “Seems like Kong Xiao is dead.”

“Damn it!”

Half-Martial Ancestor Chen Yu could not help but curse, “Why is there a crazy woman in Ethereal Peak?!”

“What I don’t understand is why the young mistress of the Rakshasa race would interfere and protect everyone from Ethereal Peak,”

Di Fan frowned. “Could the Rakshasa race have some deeper plan? Did Rakshasa Yu attack us because our appearance disrupted their plans?”

“Hmph!”

Half-Martial Ancestor Di Jue harrumphed coldly. “If not for the fact that she’s the young mistress of the Rakshasa race, I would have killed her a long time ago!”

“How unlucky!”

Half-Martial Ancestor Chen Yu spat as well.

As a Half-Martial Ancestor of Glass Palace, he had a strong physique and bloodline and was best at melee combat.

Rakshasa Yu’s movement technique was extremely fast and he could not gain any advantage against her. Instead, she slashed a few wounds on his body.

The four of them were furious.

The trip to Ethereal Peak was completely different from what they had expected!

Not only did they fail to destroy Ethereal Peak, Half-Martial Ancestor Kong Xiao was killed by Rakshasa Yu who appeared out of nowhere. The four of them were even disgraced and returned in defeat.

“Let’s head back. We won’t stand a chance with that crazy woman in Ethereal Peak,”

A moment later, Half-Martial Ancestor Illumination said.

“That’s the only way,”

Half-Martial Ancestor Chen Yu nodded as well.

Di Jue’s expression was cold and he said nothing—it was clear that he was indignant.

Suddenly, Half-Martial Ancestor Di Fan asked, “Everyone, are you willing to return empty-handed after traveling thousands of kilometers?”

“So what if we’re indignant?”

Half-Martial Ancestor Illumination shook his head. “Ethereal Peak is protected by the young mistress of the Rakshasa race and Desolate Martial has disappeared for 20 years. There’s nothing we can do even if we stay in the North Region.”

“There’s another place,”

Di Fan smirked as he said slowly with a cold glint in his eyes, “Ping Yang Town!”

“Ping Yang Town?”

The other three Half-Martial Ancestors frowned.

Di Fan explained, “Over the years, I’ve gathered a lot of information about Desolate Martial. Ping Yang Town is Desolate Martial’s hometown!”

“Is there anything strange about Ping Yang Town?”

Half-Martial Ancestor Chen Yu asked.

Di Fan shook his head. “Not really. However, the mortals inside have a longer lifespan.”

Half-Martial Ancestor Illumination frowned. “Ever since Desolate Martial started cultivating, he has already severed ties with the mortal world. They’re mere mortals, what do they have to do with Desolate Martial?”

“No,”

Di Fan said in a deep voice, “There must be something fishy about how Ping Yang Town is able to remain peaceful and safe in this chaotic era!”

“Furthermore, Desolate Martial is loyal and sentimental. I heard that the corpses of his kin and his childhood sweetheart are buried in Ping Yang Town.”

Two Half-Martial Ancestors, Chen Yu and Illumination, shrugged their shoulders in disapproval.

In their opinion, everything was long in the past and had nothing to do with Desolate Martial anymore.

“This time round, we five Half-Martial Ancestors came out. If we return just like that, we’ll truly be worthless!”

However, Half-Martial Ancestor Di Jue suddenly said, “Let’s go to Ping Yang Town! Kill everyone there and spare no one! Also, find Desolate Martial’s ancestral tomb. I’m going to dig out the corpses of his kin and burn them into ashes!”

Everyone knew that Half-Martial Ancestor Di Jue had a pent up frustration in his heart after the setback of Ethereal Peak and wanted to vent it out.

The mortals of Ping Yang Town could only consider themselves unlucky.

Half-Martial Ancestor Chen Yu and Half-Martial Ancestor Illumination had no objections either.

After all, in their eyes, it was nothing much to kill some mere mortals.