Celestial Peak [I]

143. A Moniker is Earned

As the sun continued to shine without regard to anyone, a shadowy figure of a man with two pairs of wings flew above the Revering Devil Sect. Many of the sect's disciples saw the man and got curious as to who or what it was.

But before they could know. The man motioned and took out a barrel of wine and splashed it around the sect. With a motion of the man, he threw the barrels of wine down and in the process destroyed them with the sword he held in his right hand.

While the wine splashed from above, the man motioned once again and a black flame emerged from his hands. The next thing he did was that the man lit the wine with his flames and because the wine was already scattered in the air, the wines flared up with the black flames, inciting the array around the sect to activate.

The flames that were easily scattered thanks to the help of the wine spread all over the array. Those below watched as the man tried to attack them and laughed at his foolishness.

Especially those elderly who had stayed in the sect for a long time and knew of the barrier's capability.

"You fool, do you think such flames will destroy the [Devil Dome Array]? What foolishness. San San, go and kill that man once this... IMPOSSIBLE! Stop it!"

From a disdained look to an anxious stare was made as they witness the barrier they were so proud of slowly destroyed by the black flames.

The four-winged man was, of course, Wang Ling, his Hell Flames was not something a mere barrier can withstand. The essence of the Hell Flames was corruption and destruction, destroying a barrier was a simple feat.

Normally, Wang Ling would have used a lot of qi to spread his flames around the array so he can destroy it, but with the wine scattered about. His job got easier and he managed to save a lot of energy.

Wang Ling sneered as he watched the elderly fly up with terrifying speed. He threw out three more barrels of wine and set it ablaze before getting serious and moving in quickly.

With his Soaring Devil, Wang Ling tore through the air and dove down. He appeared right before the elders coming for him and with a huge grin plastered on his face, he grabbed their faces with his hands and continued diving down.

Crash!

He crashes through the already damaged barrier of the sect and with the two elders locked in with his steel grip. Wang Ling continued to dive down with breakneck speed.

Bang!

Two bloody pulps were created as Wang Ling drove the heads of the two elderly into the ground. 

The ground trembled as Wang Ling appeared in the middle of what seems to be the residential area of the budding youths of the sect.

The young disciples saw what happened and the devil mask Wang Ling made him seem like a true devil. The horns sticking out of the mask and his black wings made him look all the more ominous.

They all trembled and as they did, Wang Ling brought out a sword and without any prompt to it, he moved in for the kill. Whoosh*, he disappeared and reappeared right in front of a disciple who had a stupid look on his countenance.

"Don't worry, your fellow disciples will follow you shortly." Wang Ling said coldly and announced the fate of disciples present. With a move of his sword, Wang Ling separated the body of the disciple into two.

Those who managed to witness what happened did one of two things. They either stayed to fight or fled in fright. Wang Ling did one thing in response, start a slaughter of the devils.

He activated the Retribution and called upon the wind. His sword slowly started picking up the wind. Gusts of wind were being created and his sword was slowly getting faster with his every swing.