Jiang Dao Kills Malevolent Spirits

A chilling aura suddenly filled the pitch-black, eerie courtyard.

Shadows from all directions cast down like the claws of demons, twisting and dancing on the ground.

The Changbai Old Daoist's trace had long since vanished.

In the empty courtyard, only Jiang Dao remained.

"Hee..."

"Hee hee hee..."

The strange, sinister laughter still echoed in the yard.

Jiang Dao's hand rested on his steel saber, his brows furrowed, his eyes like lightning. He swept his gaze around and roared, "Get out!"

"Hee..."

"Hee hee hee..."

Crisp, eerie child-like laughter suddenly came from his left.

Jiang Dao spun around abruptly.

He saw nothing beside him, but the next moment, a great danger struck from behind him.

He quickly turned, seeing a strange black shadow instantly pounce towards his body, swift as the wind, carrying a strong stench, and biting fiercely at Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao's steel saber was unsheathed in an instant. He roared, power erupting all over his body. All his blood vessels and muscles swelled. With a bang, his entire upper body's clothing was shattered by his power.

Jiang Dao swung his steel saber, cleaving fiercely at the black shadow. His entire body seemed to grow a size larger, tall and robust, about two meters tall, with ferocious muscles all over.

Bang!

The steel saber struck the black shadow fiercely, erupting in a terrifying roar.

It was like two small iron mountains colliding in mid-air.

The next moment, both figures were sent flying backward.

Jiang Dao landed far away, retreating rapidly. His palms were numb, his pupils contracted, his gaze sharp, staring intently at his opponent.

The black shadow he had sent flying also smashed heavily onto the ground, emitting strange cries and baring its teeth at him.

It was revealed to be a bizarre child.

Exactly like the one in his dream.

Completely black, appearing to be about seven or eight years old, with dark eyes and a mouth stretched into a grin that reached its ears, emanating a chilling aura and emitting bursts of sinister laughter, staring intently at Jiang Dao.

It had suffered Jiang Dao's saber strike but bore no wounds on its body!

"Malevolent Spirit!"

Jiang Dao took a deep breath, flexing his hands to relieve the numbness. The power within him solidified to its peak.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the bizarre child lunged at Jiang Dao again, like an afterimage, incredibly fast.

Jiang Dao stomped his foot, as if possessed by a fierce tiger. The ground tiles beneath him shattered instantly. He swung his steel saber, meeting the strange child in an instant.

Mad Demon Staff Art? Fourth Level!

Wrath!

Boom!

Using his saber as a staff, he swung it, sweeping horizontally. A layer of black energy seemed to appear on the entire saber, exuding a terrifying, formidable wrath as it swept towards the child.

However, the moment his saber swept past, the child suddenly vanished.

Jiang Dao's saber struck empty air, cleaving into the side of the air. It caused his body to stagger violently, nearly making him lunge forward, feeling as if he wanted to vomit blood.

His heart jolted. He quickly turned around, looking in all directions.

Such speed!

"Hee..."

"Hee hee hee..."

The eerie laughter continued to sound.

The courtyard was empty and pitch-black.

But the child was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Dao was both shocked and angered, listening intently for the source of the sound.

Suddenly, he spun around and looked towards the house.

The eerie child-like laughter was actually coming from the room they had just been in!

Without a second thought, Jiang Dao lunged towards the dark room.

As soon as he rushed in, a bizarre child let out a sharp cry and rushed out of the room, clawing fiercely at him.

"Die!"

Jiang Dao shouted, his killing intent surging, and he swept his saber horizontally.

Boom!

Mad Demon Staff Art? Wrath!

"Ah!"

The bizarre child let out a sharp cry and was immediately sent flying by Jiang Dao's saber strike, crashing hard into the room.

Jiang Dao charged forward, and before it could get up, he stomped down heavily on its body with his large foot. He swung his steel saber and brought it down forcefully towards the bizarre child's forehead.

Clang!

Crack!

With one strike, the entire saber blade instantly cracked and broke into more than ten sections.

The bizarre child suddenly turned around, its mouth splitting open to reveal rows of sharp, dense teeth, and bit down fiercely at Jiang Dao's foot.

Jiang Dao pulled back his foot and kicked out fiercely. With a bang, he sent the bizarre child flying into the air. He charged past, activating his Poison Sand Palm. His palm turned scarlet and he pressed it hard against the bizarre child's body.

Splat!

An unimaginable, potent poison instantly surged into the bizarre child's body, causing its skin to sizzle as if burned by a hot iron. It let out a piercing scream.

But the bizarre child was slippery, like a loach, and it changed direction in mid-air, swiftly lunging at Jiang Dao. Its fingers shot out, swiping fiercely at Jiang Dao's body.

Although Jiang Dao reacted extremely quickly, he was still grazed across the chest by the bizarre child's sharp claws.

Fortunately, his Eagle Claw Iron Shirt was perfected, making his skin terrifyingly tough. He only sustained a shallow scratch; otherwise, that claw strike would have undoubtedly ripped him open.

Jiang Dao's expression turned fierce. His five fingers, like forged iron, instantly pierced into the bizarre child's skull. With a sudden grip, and an immense amount of force, a chunk of the bizarre child's skull was ripped off with a splat. Then, his other palm instantly turned red, carrying a terrifying power, and he delivered another Poison Sand Palm strike.

Boom!

The solid second palm strike hit the bizarre child squarely, causing it to let out a piercing scream. It was sent flying backward, smashing through a window, and landing heavily in the courtyard.

Jiang Dao's imposing figure passed straight through the window and instantly appeared in the courtyard. He saw the child lying smashed some distance away, shrieking, and darting rapidly across the ground like a loach, moving at extreme speed towards another courtyard.

Jiang Dao's anger and shock surged as he picked up his pace and pursued it.

He knew he absolutely could not let this thing escape!

Boom!

Suddenly, Jiang Dao's terrifying body smashed through a wall, sending a shower of debris flying. He finally intercepted the Malevolent Spirit in another courtyard and delivered a powerful kick.

With a bang, the bizarre child was sent flying by the kick.

Then, Jiang Dao let out a fierce shout, his hands moving in unison, turning scarlet and terrifying, emitting a pungent odor. He pressed them hard against the child's body.

Poison Sand Palm!

Puff! Puff!

"Ah!"

With a series of sounds, the bizarre child was struck again by his poisonous palms, letting out a piercing scream. It was sent flying backward, crashing hard onto the ground, twisting violently, and then rapidly dissolving into a pile of white powder.

Huff, huff, huff...

Jiang Dao gasped for air, his lungs working like bellows, his chest burning with pain.

At the same time, an indescribable chilling energy was seeping into his body along the wound on his chest.

Jiang Dao's body was still in a state of muscular expansion, his thick veins bulging and twisting, his muscles bunched together, creating an unspeakably ferocious and terrifying appearance.

"This is a Malevolent Spirit?"

He walked forward, casually grabbed a handful of the powder, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Who said martial arts couldn't kill Malevolent Spirits?

He had mastered five martial arts, modified them to a realm sixty years in the future, and still managed to kill a Malevolent Spirit?

"Heh heh..."

Jiang Dao chuckled coldly.

His current state was incredibly terrifying.

The darkness before his eyes rapidly dissipated, and the light from the surrounding lanterns shone in once more.

To one side, the Changbai Old Daoist stared dumbfounded, looking at Jiang Dao in his muscular state with disbelief.

A profound sense of dread welled up in his heart.

"How is this possible?"

This kid actually killed a Spirit Child?

"You... What kind of monster are you?"

The Changbai Old Daoist exclaimed.

The Jiang Dao before him was absolutely not the sickly young master he had seen before.

His body was swollen, his muscles bulging, his veins protruding. His upper body was bare, his arms as thick as the Changbai Old Daoist's waist, making him look like a small giant.

This is simply unbelievable!

Jiang Dao's gaze was like lightning, his killing intent thick. Suppressing the discomfort in his chest, he suddenly turned around, staring coldly at the Changbai Daoist as his swollen body strode forward step by step.

"Daoist, what were you just doing?"

His tone was icy as he looked down at the Changbai Daoist.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure emanated from his entire being.

The Changbai Daoist's scrawny body barely reached Jiang Dao's abdomen, utterly insignificant compared to his swollen, terrifying muscles.

At this moment, the Changbai Old Daoist even felt an unprecedented pressure.