Slaying

"It's been many years since I last used this body."

Mo Feng rotated his neck, the sound of his bones grinding together sharp and clear.

"Every time I reveal my true form, my cultivation becomes even more refined."

He raised the longsword still clutched in his claw. The blade had already been dyed a pure black by the dense demonic energy.

"Heavenly Snow Mountain's Heavenly Heart Sword Canon is a top-tier Human Race sword technique. It emphasizes the unity of heart and heaven, with the sword moving as the wielder wills."

"But they don't know that when fueled by the power of a Demonic Beast, this sword technique becomes far more interesting."

Mo Feng's claws brushed across the sword's body, the black demonic energy coiling around it like a living thing.

"You will be my final sacrifice before I return to my kin."

The moment his voice fell, he moved.

This time, it wasn't the light footwork of the Human Race, but the pure explosive power belonging to a Demonic Beast.

The inn's floor exploded beneath his feet. His figure blurred into a dark streak, lunging straight at Shen Che.

"Heavenly Heart Sword Canon, Demon Devour!"

He let out a non-human roar.

The longsword in his hand swung out, unleashing thousands of chilling black sword energies that bizarrely merged into one in mid-air.

A pitch-black sword aura, nearly ten feet long, tore through the sky.

Upon the sword aura, it seemed countless Demonic Beasts were shrieking and roaring, the air being torn apart with a sharp wail.

The tables, chairs, walls, and bricks within the inn were easily sliced apart like tofu before this sword aura, turning into dust.

The terrifying pressure of the demonic energy made Xue Xi and Tu Rong, who were further away, feel their legs go weak. They nearly collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen.

This was the strength of a Commander-level Demonic Beast.

This was a full-power strike comparable to that of a Primordial Qi Realm expert.

Facing this sword strike, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, Shen Che did not dodge.

He simply pushed the Dragon Elephant True Qi within his body to its absolute limit.

A muffled thud.

The ordinary blue cloth shirt on his body suddenly gained a dull metallic sheen, as if instantly transforming into form-fitting armor.

Simultaneously, a faint golden, semi-transparent phantom of a great bell flashed across his body before vanishing.

Golden Bell Shield! Iron Shirt!

These two external martial arts, which he had already pushed to their mortal limits using Time Value, now erupted with power far exceeding the techniques themselves, amplified by his Dragon Elephant True Qi.

The next instant.

That terrifying, pitch-black sword aura, carrying the endless roars of Demonic Beasts, struck Shen Che squarely across the chest.

BOOM!!!

The deafening roar made the inn's beams and pillars shake violently.

Xue Xi and Tu Rong, terrified, closed their eyes.

However, the scene of flesh and blood flying, which they had anticipated, did not occur.

The moment the terrifying black sword aura came into contact with Shen Che's body, it froze.

The sinister demonic power contained within the sword aura frantically assaulted the seemingly thin metallic cloth shirt and the fleeting bell phantom, but it could only leave behind faint cracks.

It didn't even manage to touch his skin.

"This... no..."

Mo Feng's non-human pupils shrank to the size of needle tips.

Before he could even register his shock, an even more violent phản lực, following the sword, surged back like an overwhelming tide.

Crack!

The bones within the clawed arm holding the sword let out a series of brittle cracks under the unbearable strain.

A bone-chilling pain mixed with numbness instantly spread through half of his body.

His entire demonic posture showed a hint of sluggishness.

In a battle between experts, a moment's hesitation meant the difference between life and death.

Shen Che seized this opportunity.

"Roar!"

A fierce and domineering Tiger Roar emanated not from his mouth, but from the scabbard at his waist.

He gripped the hilt of his saber.

The battle saber unsheathed.

Black Tiger Saber Technique, Tiger Fiend!

The saber intent, already integrated into his very bones, coupled with terrifying divine strength exceeding fifty thousand jin with one arm, was all poured into this single strike.

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The saber light flared.

It was a saber light of domineering, unparalleled crimson-gold that couldn't be described in words.

It appeared so abruptly, yet so swiftly.

The saber light tore through everything, shredding the sword energy that had yet to dissipate before Mo Feng, cleaving through his proud, tough scales, and severing his ghastly white bones.

Mo Feng's movements froze completely.

His upper torso, covered in scales and ferocious in appearance, separated from his lower body and flew high into the air.

Green demonic blood surged skyward like a fountain.

"I... was ordered by the King... to infiltrate... for decades..."

In mid-air, his single-horned skull still held an expression of extreme shock and unwillingness.

"I haven't... returned to the Demon Country... yet I would... die here..."

His consciousness ended there.

The two severed halves of his body crashed heavily to the ground.

[Time Value +1000]

A crisp and pleasant system notification sounded in Shen Che's mind.

The Demon Queller Token on his wrist also grew hot, absorbing all the vast demonic energy dispersed after Mo Feng's death.

Silence returned to the inn.

Only the thick smell of blood permeated the air.

"Are... are you alright?"

Xue Xi was the first to react. She ran to Shen Che's side, wanting to see if he was injured.

Tu Rong also walked over, looking at Shen Che's profile, an indescribable emotion stirring in her heart.

To cross an entire major realm and slay a Commander-level Demonic Beast.

Just how strong was this man?

Shen Che didn't answer Xue Xi's concern. He walked to Mo Feng's corpse and began to loot it.

His movements were practiced to a heartbreaking degree.

Soon, he found a Demon Queller Token among Mo Feng's tattered clothes.

He then went to the bodies of the other four Demonic Beasts and searched them as well.

Two more.

A total of three black iron tokens lay quietly in his palm.

The three missing Demon Queller Envoys had been killed by them.

The quest clue was confirmed.

Shen Che meticulously searched every household in Black Mountain Village.

There were no survivors.

The entire village was a trap set up by Demonic Beasts to prey on passing travelers.

He, Xue Xi, and Tu Rong returned to Huafeng County together.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

At the county gate, Xue Xi stopped Shen Che, who was about to take his leave.

"Shen Che, thank you for this time."

The red-clad girl's face no longer held its previous liveliness and playfulness, but a newfound maturity after experiencing the ordeal.

"This is for you."

She handed him a small, snowflake-shaped token carved from ice-blue crystal.

"This is a token from our Heavenly Snow Mountain. If you ever need help in the future, you can use this to seek assistance at any Heavenly Snow Mountain branch."

Shen Che accepted the token without refusal.

"We also need to report back to our sect and inform them about Mo Feng, the traitor," Tu Rong added softly from the side.

Xue Xi suddenly leaned closer to Shen Che and whispered, "Will you come to the Northern Territory in the future?"

Shen Che thought for a moment.

"If there's a mission, I will."

A smile bloomed on Xue Xi's face.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

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