The sudden scene caused everyone's eyes to tremble, and they were all stunned on the spot.
In the next moment, everyone's gaze locked onto Nie Tian.
The person who had just attacked was none other than Nie Tian!
"Nie Tian!" Desolated Ghost exclaimed as he looked at Nie Tian. His eyes were filled with unconcealable fear.
He was so powerful, yet he did not dare to attack the black-clothed martialist.
Of course, he was not afraid of the black-clothed martialist. Instead, he was afraid of the Asura Clan that the black-clothed martialist represented.
The Rakshasa Clan was viewed as a traitor of the Asura Clan and was exiled from the Holy World. Their status among all the Asura Clans was the lowest.
Before entering the Holy Demon Secret Zone, the Rakshasa Temple Leader had warned Desolated Ghost repeatedly not to have any conflict with the other Asura Clans.
Because of this, he had endured over and over again.
However, even though he had endured, Nie Tian had not.
"Ahhh!" A few seconds later, the black-clothed martialist reacted. As if he had gone mad, he let out a hysterical scream toward the sky like a pig being slaughtered.
He had never expected that the Rakshasa Clan would dare to attack him and injure him.
His eyes were trembling, his body was trembling, and even the blood in his body was trembling.
"Ant, you're asking for it!" The black-clothed martialist roared. His eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous intent was thick.
Boom! Following that, his body shook, and his aura surged. A pair of dark wings appeared on his back. When they unfolded, they were at least a hundred meters long.
In an instant, everyone felt a violent aura rushing toward them, causing their hearts to tremble.
"Darkwing Asura!" When Desolated Ghost saw the wings on the back of the black-clothed martialist, his eyes narrowed. His face was filled with shock, and he exclaimed in his heart.
This man was actually from the second strongest Asura Clan, the Darkwing Asura Clan!
Desolated Ghost had never seen the Darkwing Asura before, but he had heard the Rakshasa Temple Leader mention how powerful the Darkwing Asura was.
An ordinary Dark Wing Asura martial artist was much stronger than a martial artist of the same rank. They could even challenge a martial artist who was one or two ranks stronger than them.
In other words, even though the Darkwing Asura was only a Rank 5 Pseudo Sage, his battle prowess was comparable to a Rank 6 Pseudo Sage or even a Rank 7 Pseudo Sage.
Nie Tian looked at the Darkwing Asura with a slight frown, but the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
"Die!" At this moment, the Darkwing Asura let out a low roar. The wings on his back shook violently, causing the void to rumble. He shot forward like an arrow, charging straight at Nie Tian.
"Nie Tian, watch out!" Desolate Ghost and Yu Luo's eyes trembled when they saw the situation, and they cried out in alarm at the same time.
Nie Tian stood coldly in the air, not the slightest bit of fear on his face. Instead, his expression was one of solemnity and playfulness.
"Courting death!" In the next moment, the corners of his mouth twitched. He took a step forward, and sword intent surged from his body. Starlight Heaven Slash appeared in his hand, and he slashed with it.
Bam! Bam! Bam! The sword shadows in the air were incomparably sharp, exploding with terrifying power. They pierced through the layers of Dark Wing Power and closed in on the Darkwing Asura.
"Hmm?" The Darkwing Asura suddenly felt a terrifying force coming at him, causing him to frown and sweat to appear on his forehead.
Boom! In the next instant, the Dark Wing Power around him was directly broken, and a long sword pierced straight at him.
Just as the sword was about to reach him, it stopped less than a meter away from him.
The sharp sword aura whistled out, leaving several bloody wounds on the Darkwing Asura's body.
The Darkwing Asura looked at the sword in front of him with trembling eyes. The fear in his heart was perfectly written on his face.
"This …" The scene that greeted them made everyone's eyes tremble, and they were completely dumbfounded.
The Darkwing Asura's aura was so strong, but in front of Nie Tian, it was so weak that it couldn't even withstand a single blow.
Desolate Ghost had a blank expression on his face. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
He had been worried about Nie Tian just now, but now he realized that the one he really needed to worry about was the Darkwing Asura.
Now, his face was covered in cold sweat.
Fortunately, Nie Tian had stopped in time. Otherwise, the power of the sword would have been enough to kill the Darkwing Asura on the spot.
They had just arrived at the Holy Demon Secret Land. If they had killed the Darkwing Asura, it would have been really troublesome.
"I-I'm not dead! I'm not dead!" At this moment, the Darkwing Asura, who was still in a state of shock, suddenly felt his thigh heat up, and the air was filled with the stench of urine.
He had wet his pants!
"Is this all you've got? You're the real ant! "Nie Tian sneered and withdrew the Starry Sky Slash. He couldn't be bothered to look at the Darkwing Asura.
The Dark Wing Asura's eyes flickered as he stared at Nie Tian, fear filling his eyes. However, he pretended to be calm and screamed, "Do you know who I am?!" Nie Tian's expression flickered.
"If you say another word, I'll kill you!" Nie Tian's eyes turned cold, and his entire body was filled with killing intent as he said coldly.
At this moment, the Darkwing Asura felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The terrifying chill made him despair.
He had no doubt that if he said another word, Nie Tian would really kill him!
"Lead the way," Nie Tian said coldly, his eyes focused.
The Darkwing Asura gulped and nodded his head like a rattle drum. However, he didn't dare to say a word. After turning around, he obediently led the way.
The Boundless Ghost and the others reacted and looked at Nie Tian. Their eyes were trembling, but their faces were filled with worry.
Nie Tian had taught the Darkwing Asura a lesson and helped the Rakshasa Tribe vent their anger.
However, what happened next would be very troublesome.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it," Nie Tian said with a bitter smile as he came to the Boundless Ghost's side.
"It's not your fault." The Boundless Ghost frowned. He didn't say anything else and just walked forward.
"Your Highness, don't you want to tell me about the giver?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed as he transmitted his voice.
The Boundless Ghost's figure froze. He looked at Nie Tian and said Nie Tian coldly, "Nie Tian, don't interfere with the giver."
"Your Highness, I'm a Rakshasa Tribe cultivator now. Can't I ask about my tribe?" Nie Tian frowned and insisted.
He didn't have any relationship with the Rakshasa Tribe.
However, he would treat himself as a Rakshasa Tribe member during these three months in the Holy Demon Mystic Realm.
Therefore, he had to interfere with the Rakshasa Tribe.
The Boundless Ghost looked at Nie Tian and his eyes trembled. He hesitated for a long time before he finally told him about the giver.
A long time ago, the Rakshasa Tribe was seen as a traitor of the Asura Tribe and was exiled to the myriad regions.
However, the exiled Rakshasa Tribe could still enter the Holy Demon Mystic Realm, the forbidden ground of the Asura Tribe.
However, the condition was that the Rakshasa Tribe had to prepare a giver every time the Holy Demon Mystic Realm opened to the other Asura Tribes.
The giver was actually the young female prodigies of the Rakshasa Tribe as playthings to the other Asura Tribes.
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