The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 218 - Battle in a Sandstorm

The fox mask man looked at the three different people in front of him with a smile that did not disappear from his face at all.

"Let's try our new weapon. Hm .. who is good to make a mash?"

He looked out of the room and called a hundred people from Red Taring to get closer to him.

The three warriors appeared and made the members of the Red Fangs flabbergasted and astonished to see the three figures they once thought were no longer rising from the dead.

They looked at Mo Shuiyang, Dai Zhen, and Wang Xin who were now standing in front of them with incomparably powerful strength. Stares of astonishment and fear emanated from the faces of the Red Taring members.

They were shocked to see Mo Shuiyang whom they had come to know as the founder and higher-ups of the Red Fingers, returning with wind power capable of shaking everything around him. The power he possessed was so terrifying, making them feel how dangerous the figure they were now seeing was.

Dai Zhen, with his legendary strength and speed, came back with a body that looked even stronger and mighty than before. He stepped forward without the slightest hesitation, following the orders of the fox mask behind him.

Wang Xin, a figure once revered for his skill in martial arts coupled with the control of water power, was now back with a power greater than before.

The members of the Red Taring watched in awe and amazement.

No one dared to approach the three figures who had returned from the dead. The fear still shrank their hearts, making them realize that they were dealing with a figure far stronger than they had imagined. The three higher-ups they admired were again present with strength that surpassed all expectations.

Mo Shuiyang, a steadfast and dignified figure, was seen on the chaotic battleground. A strong wind swirled around him, lifting up the dust and leaves that were thrown into the air. His incredible strength made him able to change the direction of the wind flow by simply waving his hand.

He stood upright amidst the sandstorms that filled the battlefield, his face expressionless in the slightest. His eyes looked straight ahead, focusing on his opponents who were before him. Although his body seemed calm, the energy surrounding him felt extremely intense and threatening.

Mo Shuiyang exhaled slowly, and suddenly the surrounding wind changed direction. In an instant, his gusts of wind formed a burst that shook the ground beneath him. Even the surrounding small mountains felt unsteady, as if they were about to be overturned from its roots.

As he stepped forward, his steady pace made the ground shake under his feet. Every movement of his body was filled with astonishing power, like an uncontrollable storm. His opponents were pushed back by the waves of deadly wind power.

There was no expression on Mo Shuiyang's face as he continued to continue his attack. His hand moved at an astonishing speed, producing countless wind attacks. The surrounding objects were thrown into the air and smashed into pieces, bearing witness to the power possessed by the Red Taring higher-ups.

Amidst the chaos generated by Mo Shuiyang, his opponents looked overwhelmed. They tried to dodge, but his wind attacks continued to hit with deadly force. Some of them were thrown into the air and fell hard, while others were pushed back violently.

Although there was no expression on his face, Mo Shuiyang continued to continue the fight with a deadly calm. The wind he controlled was getting stronger and fiercer, destroying everything around him. Debris of buildings and ruins flew through the air, creating a terrifying and terrifying scene.

Mo Shuiyang's wind strength continued unabated, there were no signs of weakness or fatigue. He was like an unshakable force of nature, invincible to anyone who dared to go against him. His opponents were caught in a storm created by the force of his wind, unable to escape from the whirlwind.

Satisfied at Mo Shuiyang's wind power, the man ordered Dai Zhen to display his strength.

Dai Zhen, the figure that was now standing before the Red Taring members, emitted a burning aura. His cold and expressionless face hinted at the power hidden within him. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and instantly a fire emerged from his palm.

The flame formed a large circle that grew bigger and bigger, producing an extremely stinging heat. The members of the Red Tarynx felt the temperature rise drastically, as if they were near a metal melting furnace.

The circle of flames that formed grew increasingly larger, filling the sky with a fiery red light. The surrounding temperature increased rapidly, eliminating any source of darkness. The sight that lay before their eyes was a sea of burning flames.it seemed to light up with a stinging red color, emitting a flame that was burning strongly.

Dai Zhen did not move, but his strength continued to control the flames.

The members of the Red Taring could only look on in amazement. They had never imagined that Dai Zhen possessed this much power. The fire he controlled burned an unimaginable amount, as if nothing could extinguish it. They felt small and weak in the face of such a powerful force.

The slightly benevolent fox mask man did not order the three to kill those Red Fangs.

The ring of fire continued to expand, filling the room with warmth that enveloped the entire Red Taring.

However, no one was burned or injured by the fire.

When the fire show finally ended, everything went back to silence. The burning sea of fire had disappeared, leaving deep admiration in the hearts of the Red Taring members. They realized that the power that Dai Zhen possessed was extraordinary and should not be underestimated. And grateful to join the Red Taring so that you see the amazing scenery.

The fox mask man nodded in satisfaction before changing the next show to a free spectacle of the Red Taring members, who were only hundreds now almost completely gathered to watch the show of power.

Wang Xin began by summoning the forces of nature, the overcast sky was slowly seen carrying a large amount of rainwater and began to fall soaking the earth.

Wang Xin stood in the midst of the torrential rain that soaked her body. His calm and expressionless face hinted at the power hidden within him. For a moment, he closed his eyes, and instantly, water began to move around him.

Small grains of water floated in the air, forming an orderly and harmonious formation. The sound of water splashing was clearly heard amid the torrential downpour. Wang Xin raised her left hand, and as if a miracle had occurred, the water around her instantly turned into a huge wave.

The waves of water rose rapidly, reaching unimaginable heights. Wang Xin waved her hand gently, and the wave of water split the overcast sky.

It is clear how the power of the water is able to control and manipulate nature.

The once overcast sky was now open, revealing the sunlight hidden behind the clouds. Wang Xin remained calm and focused, controlling the movement of the water with her outstanding skill. High water waves continue to rise, presenting an amazingly beautiful but also frightening sight.

The Red Taring members who witnessed this performance could only be stunned. They saw how Wang Xin was able to master and manipulate the water element so violently. This huge, crushing wave of water gave off a strong impression and showed just how high Wang Xin was in strength.

As the water wave reached its peak, Wang Xin moved her hand quickly. The water wave suddenly spun at high speed, forming a huge and awesome whirlpool. The whirlpool emitted a terrifying roar, filling the sky with echoes repeatedly like being inside the deep water surface.

The members of the Red Taring watched in amazement. They realized that Wang Xin's power controlling water was truly extraordinary.

When the water show finally ended, the sky was again cloudy and heavy rain was raining. The headquarters were filled with water droplets that fell from the sky. Wang Xin stood in the middle of them, the Red Taring members who were still dumbstruck by the power they witnessed.

In the trembling created, they looked at Wang Xin respectfully

The fox mask man looked at the Red Taring members who were still fascinated by the abilities of Mo Shuiyang, Dai Zhen, and Wang Xin. His face hidden behind his mask did not show any expression. He took a deep breath for a moment, then in a hoarse and resolute voice, he continued the conversation.

"The strength of them is amazing, that's why they are here" he said in a low tone but sounding resolute. "They were the previous higher-ups of the Red Fangs who had been raised from the dead. Mo Shuiyang, with his wind power that was able to reverse the mountain. Dai Zhen, who rules over the fire that can burn the ocean. And Wang Xin, with her water ability capable of splitting the sky."

The members of the Red Taring who listened silently to a thousand languages. They looked at the fox mask man with great respect. The strength displayed by these three higher-ups who had returned from the dead made them even more certain that their chief was not an indiscriminate person.

They know that their chairman has a grand plan that engages these forces and will abide by it until the end of life.

"They are the greatest weapons we have against our enemies. With their reliable strength, we will achieve an undeniable victory."

The members of the Red Taring nodded their heads as a sign of agreement.

The fox mask man continued, "The battle we will face will not be easy. However, with the strength from Mo Shuiyang, Dai Zhen, and Wang Xin, we have hope of defeating them. We will unite and protect what is our will. Nothing can stand in the way of Red Taring."

The members of the Red Taring felt a burning spirit within them. They were ready to face the challenges that were facing them, because they knew that the strength possessed by the three higher-ups who had risen again would become the main pillar in the upcoming battle.

Their trust and loyalty to their leader grew even more in their hearts. No one ever turned away from the man.

The fox mask man looked towards the Red Taring members, with a smile that was hard to decipher.

"You disturb the scenery, the filthy garbage" he murmured to those who cheered and praised his name.

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The wind swish turned sharp, Ming Dao felt something move quickly from under the sand and instantly dodged. An unexpected attack made him lose focus for three seconds which became an opportunity for Xue Zhan to take the sword as well as break away. The sandstorm was still not over yet but Xue Zhan was getting used to the limited view.

A strong wind blew carrying thousands of grains of sand raised high in the air. The sandstorm struck with a force that shook the entire battlefield of the fight. Amidst the gusts of wind and sand dust that enveloped everything, Xue Zhan tried to concentrate even more.

This time he only listened through the voice, recognized the opponent's movements and anticipated every incoming attack. Several times the white sword in his hand hit something he could not see on his own. Xue Zhan was just relying on his instincts.

The Sand Rat dug down to hundreds of meters, sounding deep enough that Xue Zhan began to suspect. He turned his body in all directions, trying to recognize the direction of the opponent's arrival as best he could. At that time the storm was getting bigger, covering his hearing and messing with his vision. Xue Zhan was only able to notice the existence of a huge force under his feet a few seconds before the Sand Rat came out.

Suddenly, the atmosphere inside the sandstorm changed. There was a rumbling sound that filled the air and sand flying as if to feel an explosion of strength emerging from within. In an instant, thousands of grains of high-raised sand were seen forming an energy vortex that surrounded Xue Zhan and Ming Dao.

The vortex of energy emitted a bright light, turning the dark desert into a luminous arena.

The moment the burst of power reached its peak, suddenly an energy vortex exploded with a fierce power. There was a shock wave that hit the surrounding area, destroying the sand and splitting the sandstorm in two. A bright light emanated from the explosion, creating a flash amidst the chaos of the sandstorm.

Xue Zhan stood firmly within the energy vortex that surrounded him.

The speed of the Sand Rat was not playful, its two eyes were white glowing like monsters. Xue Zhan was pushed hard to the top. A sharp horn hit the body and nearly hollowed out his stomach. He quickly slashed out the slanted sword, slashed the horn and grasped it tightly.

Then thrust the tip of the horn into the eyes of the Sand Rat. Screams of pain echoed in the middle of the sandstorm. Xue Zhan landed by holding his stomach which started dripping blood. The Sand Rat was also as injured as it seemed, but he had forgotten that his main enemy was still lurking from behind the shadows.

Ming Dao was already behind his back, casting a spell that instantly unleashed thousands of deadly thin needles smeared with poison.

With Xue Zhan's reflexes deflecting with the sword blade, a small iron-iron sound collided with the sword for ten seconds. A strong wind swept across the sand plains, revealing Xue Zhan who had now been injured and bleeding. Ming Dao pulled a grin wide.

"Your blood smell makes me hungry. The devil."

He widened his pupils in a cruel way. Ming Dao galloped towards Xue Zhan. The young man did not stay silent, he slightly ducked taking something from the ground. Throw it into Ming Dao's chest. The man stopped for a moment, two iron needles pierced his heart.

The poison reacted in his body. He was stunned, Ming Dao immediately recovered his body while staring in disbelief at Xue Zhan. He showed absolutely no agonizing movements despite the hundred poisonous needles raining down on his body.

Instead the young man kept running towards him and started to move his sword from the side.

"Second Stage Celestial Phoenix Book - A Vortex Splits the Sky!"

In such a swift motion, Xue Zhan leaped into the air, hovering above the raging sand. His body was filled with a burning aura, his sword moved at lightning speed, creating an energy vortex that surrounded his sword.

The vortex emitted a dazzling light. In an instant, Xue Zhan launched the attack towards Ming Dao.

The attack was as if it was tearing apart the wind, splitting the sky, and creating an energy vibration that engulfed the entire battleground. A dazzling light radiated from the energy vortex, creating a shock circle that encompassed the attack.

Ming Dao soon realized he was cornered and looked for a crack to save himself as quickly as possible.

A sharp wind circle invaded the Ming Dao, at the same time one of the spell papers blew up the move. Ming Dao survived.

"Your attacks will never hit me, boy." He again showed a mocking expression like before.

But his smile faded for a moment.

One sharp thin wind passed through his shoulder, Ming Dao held the spot where the wind flashed and tore the white robe into his flesh. His eyes widened for five seconds, then felt the bloodstain from there.

"It's not wrong that I invited you here. You are indeed an opponent worthy of being killed." His eyebrows clutched without him noticing, his voice turning heavy withstanding wrath. But he was still trying to smile even though it looked more scary than before.

Xue Zhan was grieving, that stance deflected by the sandstorm so that it only hit the opponent's shoulder that should have hit his chest. He could not use the same trick for the second time, Ming Dao would definitely be more careful.

"We'll see how you can deal with my kids!"

The man disappeared from behind the sandstorm, but after that another thing appeared in front of Xue Zhan. He pressed his grip on the sword.

As Ming Dao saw Xue Zhan opening a gap, he ordered the ten loyal Sand Rat demons to attack ferociously. The sand rats emerged from behind the dunes, leaping and running towards Xue Zhan

The ten sand rats caught up with him, the enemy grew even more. Xue Zhan could barely breathe in the middle of this sand, now the fight became even more difficult. Xue Zhan was aware of the threat coming at him. While the sandstorm is still ravaging the desert with its ferocity, he must face two enemies at once: ten ferocious Sand Rats and a hostile nature.

"This guy, he just won at the Sand Rat and the spell alone."

Xue Zhan could tell that this one Sand Rat was equivalent to one White Dragon belonging to Xiang Yi Bai, Bai Ye. They have absolute advantage.

Xue Zhan jumped to the side, dodging the Sand Rat's first attack. He swung his sword at full force, creating shock waves that split the ground, trying to keep a distance from the enemy incursions.

However, the sandstorm that was still fiercely blowing made his vision limited. Granules of sand continued to pierce his face, making it difficult for Xue Zhan to observe the enemy's movements clearly. He used his sharp instincts and reflexes to dodge the surprise attacks from the Sand Rat.

Xue Zhan moved agilely, jumping and spinning in the air, avoiding the bite and claw of the Sand Rat trying to tear it apart.

However, the situation gets more complicated as the sandstorm continues to increase in intensity.

The strong wind slowed Xue Zhan's movements, and the grains of sand that kept hitting his body started to cause uncomfortable friction. His sight was increasingly obstructed, making him have to rely on his hearing and feelings in anticipation of the Sand Rat's attack.

Xue Zhan could not recklessly attack them, eighty percent of the rat's body parts were coated in dangerous spell paper that he should not touch.

Now that ten Sand Rats were surrounding him, Xue Zhan was in a dangerous circle. Seconds passed in the silence filled with the whistling sound of the wind, until finally a great shock occurred. Xue Zhan thrust his body letting the sharp claws pass through his chest. Jumping and ducking when the tails of the rats tried to bulldoze him. The Sand Rat started chasing him and fired a shot of light power.

The number of Sand Rats made the situation even more difficult. They continued to attack from all directions, trying to encircle and defeat Xue Zhan. Each of their bites and scratches caused minor injuries that affected Xue Zhan's endurance and focus.

"I have to find that person, they are endless if they are finished one by one ..."

he muttered while trying to avoid the pursuit of the Sand Rats. Xue Zhan could not clearly see what was before him until a thin voice sounded from the side

"seek me? I'm next to you." Then Xue Zhan immediately turned his head to the side only to get a hard kick right on his face mask. Before Xue Zhan could react, Ming Dao suddenly launched a kick that struck the white mask that protected Xue Zhan's face.

that second also Xue Zhan bounced on the sand at high speed, hurtling for dozens of meters before he finally struck the sand hard. The wisps of sand lifted high and scattered around Xue Zhan immediately rose as fast as he could before Ming Dao locked him away.

As the sandstorm was still raging ferociously around them, Xue Zhan tried to gather his strength and tried to get back up. His face was cut and his mask was destroyed. He knew that this battle was far from over, and he would have to win by any means if he wanted to get to the Red Taring headquarters.

The man really went straight for it. Ming Dao was a formidable opponent. His movements were swerving, sometimes sharp and quick, confusing his opponent to find a gap to attack. He combined speed with strength, creating attacks that threatened Xue Zhan.

The man attacked with a sharp punch and a clever move, trying to outwit Xue Zhan back. Their swords clashed against each other in a rapid series of attacks and defenses. Flashes of metal rays rang out as their swords collided, creating an air-shaking twang.

Xue Zhan moved quickly to the back of the man and pierced the sword into Ming Dao's back. The man managed to dodge and retort back by elbowing his ribs from the side.

For the second time, Xue Zhan was bounced off by the fist that followed and had his entire mask smashed to pieces. Blood flowed from the corner of his lips, Xue Zhan coughed out blood spewing.

"I've offered you the easiest way, you give up well. But you seem to be asking for a more difficult death, demon boy. All right, I'll go your way."