Clash and Kill, the Might of the Treasure Bow

"Shut your beak." Niu Hanshan drew his bow like a full moon, and an arrow shot straight toward that white crane.

An arrow from the Houtian Second Level was something a white crane at only the peak of the First Order simply could not dodge. It was instantly pierced through half a wing, let out a shrill, mournful cry, and tumbled down from the mountain rocks.

Pfft!

Lu Yang leaped back and forth across the chilly, jagged rocks. In the blink of an eye, he followed up with a slash and beheaded the white crane outright.

Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one First-Order Ninth Level Crane Demon. Gained 9 Experience Points.

At this moment, his Experience Points rose to 197. He was only two points away from breaking through to the Houtian Third Level.

However, when the many Crane Demons on the mountain saw that the white crane capable of human speech had been cut down in a single exchange, none of them dared act rashly. They all spread their wings and took flight, fleeing in panic toward the summit.

Lu Yang wanted to kill another one, but in the end, he failed to get his wish.

The two hurried up the mountain all the way, and the demonic aura on the mountain grew increasingly dense.

Lu Yang frowned slightly, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

"Brother Lu, look!" Niu Hanshan suddenly became a little tense and pointed in a certain direction below the mountain.

Lu Yang followed his gaze, and his pupils could not help shrinking.

That enormous white crane several meters long, and the terrifying demonic aura it radiated—if it was not Old Master White Crane, who else could it be?

It turned out Old Master White Crane had relied on the convenience of being a flying demon and arrived here faster than the other Second-Order Demons.

Fortunately, the Butterfly Demon leader was already dead. Right now, among the demons of White Crane Ridge, only the white crane clan could fly. As for the rest, if they wanted to return here from the forest below the mountain, they would not be able to do it in such a short while.

"Human, accept your death!" Old Master White Crane's cold, sinister voice spread throughout the entire mountain forest. Behind it, more than twenty White Crane Demons followed close after, flying toward the mountain.

The pressure from a late Second-Order being made Lu Yang and Niu Hanshan instinctively tighten their grips on their weapons.

Lu Yang's original plan had been to hide in the forest, continuously hunt the Demon Race, and seize Experience Points. After his cultivation broke through to the middle or late stage of the Houtian Realm, he would ascend White Crane Ridge and fight a decisive battle against the gathered demons. He had not wanted to face Old Master White Crane so soon.

But he also knew very well that the Demon Race was not stupid either. It was impossible for everything to go according to their plan.

"Brother Niu, get ready to draw!" Facing the crisis, Lu Yang was not afraid. Instead, the blood and qi in his body surged faster, and amid extreme excitement, his entire person became calm.

"Good." Niu Hanshan threw away the iron bow in his hand, and the Azure-eyed Antelope Horn Bow appeared out of thin air. Its pitch-black bowstring seemed as though it would suck a person's mind and spirit into it.

Old Master White Crane, who had originally thought victory was in its grasp, suddenly had its pupils shrink the instant the Azure-eyed Antelope Horn Bow appeared. It sensed a deadly threat, and even its flying speed instinctively slowed by a few notches.

"Children and grandchildren, attack together! Kill the one using the bow!" At Old Master White Crane's command, more than twenty white cranes let out shrill cries and swarmed forward, charging straight at Niu Hanshan.

Old Master White Crane, meanwhile, hid behind the many Crane Demons, not giving Niu Hanshan a chance to draw the bow against it.

The Azure-eyed Antelope Horn Bow could only shoot one arrow right now. If it was used on those lesser demons, then they would not be able to leave today.

But even though Niu Hanshan had now swallowed a Second-Order Demon Treasure and his cultivation was about to break through to the Houtian Third Level, facing more than twenty Crane Demons at once was still not enough for victory.

For a time, sweat broke out in Niu Hanshan's palm, and his heart also grew somewhat panicked.

"Brother Lu, help me!" After attacking repeatedly and forcing back the first wave of the Crane Demons' offensive, the corner of Niu Hanshan's eye had already noticed the swarm of demons continuously coming up the mountain from below. He knew very well that they could not wait any longer.

There was no need for Niu Hanshan to remind him. Lu Yang had long since realized the severity of the situation.

Before the words had even fallen, he was already one man and one blade, killing his way into the middle of the swarm of demons.

Rolling Stone Cracks Earth!

Rolling Stone Opens Mountain!

For a moment, dust and sand rolled wildly, and blade shadows crisscrossed in every direction.

Lu Yang, at the Houtian Second Level, erupted in an instant with strength no weaker than the Houtian Fifth Level. In the time it took a spark to fly from flint, he cut down several demons in succession.

Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one First-Order Ninth Level Crane Demon. Gained 9 Experience Points.

Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying one First-Order Ninth Level Crane Demon. Gained 9 Experience Points.

Within a few breaths, Lu Yang's Experience Points had already soared past two hundred.

Ding! Detected that the host's Experience Points meet the conditions for cultivation advancement. Consume 199 Experience Points to raise cultivation?

"Raise it."

In an instant, streaks of red light spread through Lu Yang's body. It was as if he were soaking in a hot spring, making his whole body feel comfortable and at ease.

At the same time, the Primordial True Qi flowing through Lu Yang's meridians had once again surged by ninety-nine strands. Every strand of Primordial True Qi was several parts stronger than the true qi from before.

Lu Yang knew clearly that the current him already fully possessed the confidence to stand against Demon Race members at the Second-Order Sixth or Seventh Level.

Although he was still no match for Old Master White Crane, in the end, he now had the strength to put up a fight.

Rolling Stone Opens Mountain!

Rolling Stone Cracks Earth!

Lu Yang's speed abruptly increased by nearly double. The long blade in his hand was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. In the blink of an eye, another four or five white cranes lost their heads.

In the space of a moment, more than half of the twenty-plus white cranes were dead or wounded. The rest were all terrified, scattering and fleeing in all directions, not daring to approach the two by even half a step.

And with that, Old Master White Crane behind them was exposed!

"Brother Niu, strike!" Lu Yang barked.

The horde of demons below the mountain was about to come up. Before that happened, if they could not kill Old Master White Crane and seize more experience, the two of them would still be in extreme danger.

Right now was undoubtedly their last chance to strike.

Niu Hanshan was also extremely decisive. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto that treasured bow.

"Pfft!"

The [Azure-eyed Antelope Horn Bow] slowly drew open, and more than half of the qi and blood power in Niu Hanshan's entire body was drained out, condensing into a blood-colored arrow of light atop the treasured bow!

The jet-black bowstring slipped free in an instant. A bloody streak tore through the void, swiftly piercing Old Master White Crane's abdomen and half of his wing from the side, then turned into a blood shadow and vanished.

"Cry!" The crane's shriek rang through the air.

If not for Old Master White Crane forcibly entering a Berserk state at the critical moment, his speed surging as he avoided his vitals, that arrow just now would already have pierced through his head!

"Damned blood food, I'll eat you alive!" Old Master White Crane's wing had been pierced through, and he lost his balance, plummeting downward.

Blood sprayed wildly from him, yet he seemed not to know pain. Rolling demon qi burst from all around his body as he charged straight at Niu Hanshan.

With his eyesight, he had already seen that the other party had no strength for a second strike!

Most of Niu Hanshan's qi and blood had been emptied by that one arrow, and now he had collapsed limply to the ground. Even moving a single finger was incomparably difficult.

If not for that second-rank Demon Treasure he had swallowed earlier still continuously releasing medicinal power, he would likely have already fainted by now.

"Mm? After going Berserk, he still has reason?" Lu Yang's heart also jolted in shock.

On White Crane Ridge, there were seven or eight Demon Race members who had gained sentience, yet Old Master White Crane had been able to stand out and become the leader of this place. Clearly, he had his extraordinary points.

After that brief surprise, Lu Yang raised his saber and went to meet him.

"Rolling Stone Cracks Earth!"

"Rolling Stone Opens Mountain!"

"Die for me!"

Nearly two hundred streams of Primordial True Qi throughout his body circulated madly, all pouring into both of his arms.

The Mountain Splitting Saber Art erupted with unprecedented might, sweeping aside endless feather blades before landing viciously on Old Master White Crane's wing!