"Hmph! Such arrogant words. You guys, hold him off! The rest of you, retreat with me!!"
Several bear demons, massive as mountains, blocked your path.
They opened their bloodthirsty maws; if you dared to approach, they would absolutely bite down in an instant.
With their burly physiques, the bite force of a single snap could sever metal and iron!
However, not only did you not retreat or evade, but you also stepped into a Rocket Step, charging forward at an even faster speed.
Iron Mountain Lean!
The bear demon that took the brunt of the impact had its body deformed on the spot, deflating like a popped balloon. It spewed out a mess of red and black, seemingly fragments of its internal organs.
The other bear demons nearby were caught in the shockwave, sent flying into the air like bowling pins.
Seeing Golden Leopard and the other demons retreating, you pursued them without hesitation.
"Where do you think you're going! Do you think my Limitless Sword Sect is a place you can come and go as you please?! Leave your dog lives behind!!"
You extended both hands, a cold light gathering at your fingertips as faint ripples spread around them.
Star-Shattering Ripple Finger!
Fired from both hands simultaneously!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!!"
These demons were so focused on running that they had zero defense. Struck from behind, they were blasted to pieces all over the ground!
"What?! Xiong Da and his family couldn't stop him? How is that possible!"
The demons jumped in fright.
Left with no choice, they had to turn around and fight you. Otherwise, with you riding their tails and picking them off one by one, they would all be doomed!
You charged into the enemy ranks, slaughtering in all directions!
One punch! An elephant demon's eyes bulged out from your blow. You casually grabbed its long trunk and ruthlessly smashed it into a nearby ox demon!
One kick! A deer demon's proudest antlers were shattered by your foot. You picked up a broken antler and plunged it into its heart!
One elbow! A Spirit Sea Realm snake demon was struck right in its weak spot, its health bar instantly hitting zero!
A crocodile demon seized an opportunity, opening its massive jaws to bite onto your arm, unleashing its ultimate move!
"Death Roll!!"
You stood as immovable as a mountain!
"Get lost!!"
You roared furiously right into its ear, causing it to bleed from all seven orifices!
The bitten hand reached right in and grabbed its tonsils, slamming it brutally onto the ground and leaving a crater several meters deep!
Two hundred demons besieged you alone, yet they couldn't take you down even after a long struggle.
Their various demonic arts and killer moves landed on your body, but even the most powerful one could only inflict superficial flesh wounds.
But with a single punch from you, even the turtle demon with the strongest defense had its shell shattered.
How the hell were they supposed to fight this?
Watching you charge in and out of the demon horde seven times over, a background melody seemingly echoed in the ears of the demons and the Sword Sect disciples.
Though we swore no oath of brotherhood, I believe we had destiny in our past lives, Loyalty and valor devoted to the Han Dynasty, Our brotherhood rivals the Peach Garden...
...
Zilong, Zilong, Peerless in the world... Wait, no. Chen Yi, Chen Yi, The demons' nightmare...
Golden Leopard watched his brothers die by your hands one after another, trembling all over with rage.
"Who is that in the formation! State your name!"
Full of vigor, you drew a breath and roared.
"I am Chen Dong of Baling!!"
When traveling abroad, who would use their real name?
"Chen Dong! Must we die today?! We haven't done anything! Can't we just pass by the area?!"
"You all must die!!"
You had already gone red-eyed with bloodlust. Covered in blood and gore, you looked more like a demon than the demons themselves.
Furthermore.
In places unseen by everyone present, you were also dealing insane amounts of damage.
After living beings died, their souls would not dissipate immediately but would temporarily float nearby.
Because of the Materialist Warrior trait, you could see them and treat them just like physical entities.
With so many enemies, how could you tell who was alive and who was dead? As long as they were within reach of your fists, you punched them all!
When these demons were alive, you beat them to death. Even after they died, they still had to suffer your iron fists, getting their souls scattered into nothingness.
Golden Leopard, flustered and exasperated, yelled at the Sword Master in the sky.
"Sword Master! You are too despicable!!"
The Sword Master had no intention of making a move anymore. He felt you could handle this entirely on your own. Hearing Golden Leopard's words, he said in amusement.
"How am I despicable?"
Golden Leopard pointed at you, who were still on a killing spree, and said.
"This man must be a Martial King realm expert of your sect! Did you think I wouldn't be able to tell just because you disguised his realm aura?!"
In truth, the Sword Master also found it very strange right now.
He had investigated carefully, and you were indeed only at the Golden Body Realm.
But your destructive power and physical strength in battle were nothing like the Golden Body Realm; instead, they truly carried the demeanor of the Martial King Realm.
However, the Sword Master had a sharper eye. He saw that you merely had immense vitality and a physical strength far surpassing the standard level of your realm.
When using martial arts, your spiritual energy and essence levels still matched the Golden Body Realm.
The main reason the demons couldn't beat you was the difficulty in breaking your defense.
If you punched them, they basically couldn't withstand it. But if they unleashed a whole combo on you, you'd only suffer a scratch.
Seeing that his demon brothers couldn't retreat unscathed, Golden Leopard ordered everyone to scatter and run, hoping as many could escape as possible.
With them running like this, you couldn't be everywhere at once, so you could only try to kill as many as possible.
It was a pity that the demon souls of the elite demons killed tonight could not be collected.
You couldn't exactly whip out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in front of the Sword Master.
If you did that, you'd only be able to say: I picked it up!
Since some of the surviving demons had run away, you raised your voice and unleashed a map-wide taunt.
"I am but a lowly retainer of the Limitless Sword Sect! You can't even beat me, yet you delusionally dream of attacking the Sword Sect and coveting the Five Regions?! Eat shit!!"
Golden Leopard, who had already run far away, abruptly coughed up a mouthful of old blood.
This was too infuriating for a demon!
The Sword Master waved his hand gently, and the disciples understood implicitly. They split into multiple groups to hunt down the demons.
At the same time, the Sword Master also subtly released some secret arts to make it harder for the demons to run, making it easier for the disciples to catch up.
What about breaking the treaty between the two races?
Who saw the Sword Master make a move?
Nobody!
However, the Sword Master left one alive so he could go back and report the situation.
The demons needed to know that the human race still possessed formidable combat power and was not something they could covet.
To prevent the demons from taking advantage of any perceived weakness right now.
Thus, the matter here was settled.
The disciples who went to hunt down the demons also returned.
They surrounded you, looking at the blood covering your body.
That wasn't blood; it was a warrior's glorious medal!
"Senior, are you truly a retainer of our Sword Sect? What realm are you actually in?"
Someone asked the question that all the disciples cared about the most at this moment.
You smiled and waved your hand, putting on an experienced and seasoned air.
"Ah, I am truly just an ordinary retainer of the Sword Sect, merely at the Golden Body Realm. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all..."
The disciples looked at the tragic corpses of the demons littering the ground.
[Not Worth Mentioning?]
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
