An Ordinary Sword Sect Disciple

[You wielded the Myriad Souls Banner, controlling hundreds of Demon Souls as you fought the endlessly surging Demon Race.]

[Because of the Alien Father Entry, even Demon Race members at the Golden Body Realm posed no threat to you whatsoever.]

[The Demon Souls covered you as you struck the Demon Race with a set of high-grade martial arts, the Crimson Heart Fist. Every punch landed like a critical hit, and some of those fragile Demon Race members had their bodies blasted apart by a single blow!]

[Before long, your entire body was stained with demon blood. Demon Race corpses kept piling up around you, and you stood ever higher atop the mound of bodies.]

[Yet the Demon Race in this area seemed determined this time. They would not rest until they had eliminated you.]

[No matter how many demons had already died, they still charged forward one after another.]

[You did not waste the Demon Race members you killed, either. With a sweep of the Myriad Souls Banner, they all became brothers within the banner!]

[Black mist billowed as corpses filled the valley.]

[With half your head of red hair, your villainous aura was utterly maxed out in such an atmosphere.]

["Brothers, charge! If we do not eliminate this man, none of us will ever know peace!!"]

["Do not fear death! Carve out a bloody path for our descendants!"]

["For the Golden-Haired Rat King!!"]

["We want to live!!!"]

[The Demon Race was so heroic that your fists struck even harder in response.]

[As time passed, even with the Ginger is Still Old and Spicy Entry ensuring that your stamina would not decline with age, a person's physical strength was ultimately limited.]

[Meanwhile, more and more Demon Race members at the Golden Body Realm, and even the Spirit Sea Realm, joined the battle!]

[Even with the Myriad Souls Banner and Golden Entries, continuously fighting so many Demon Race members above your realm was simply asking too much of you.]

[But you could not escape even if you wanted to.]

[The valley's only exit was completely blocked by a herd of Ox Demons that looked like tanks, leaving you no choice but to keep fighting.]

[A group of Demon Race experts surrounded you from all sides.]

[At that moment, you stood atop a pile of Demon Race corpses more than ten meters high, the Myriad Souls Banner in one hand and the Flame Iron Heavy Sword, its blade chipped and curled, in the other.]

[Your body was covered in blood, some of it demon blood, and some of it your own.]

["Come on!!!"]

[The Golden-Haired Rat King looked at the countless corpses, then at its rat demon Lineage, which was nearly wiped out, and its heart bled.]

[You Human Race bastard were too terrifying!]

[It was not as though they had never encountered Martial Artists who came to the Eastern Wilderness to hunt demons, but someone as hard to kill as you was truly unprecedented!]

[Still, under the sea-of-demons tactic, they had slowly worn you down until you were utterly exhausted.]

[All it would take was one more charge, and you would definitely be finished.]

[The Myriad Souls Banner gloated from the side.]

["Buddy, you really can't make it, huh? If I'd known it would end like this, you might as well have given me the Origin Qi."]

["Your uncle..."]

[Just then, you heard a voice carrying its own echo from the top of the cliff.]

["Brother of the demonic path, I've been watching you for quite some time. You are clearly only in the Soul Tempering Realm, so why have you made these Demon Race members struggle so much?"]

[You looked up.]

[You saw a dashing young man.]

[He sat half-reclined atop the cliff, with a long sword planted beside him and two more swords on his back.]

[His white robes fluttered in the wind, and he carried an otherworldly air.]

[You shouted upward.]

["Little brother! Though I wield the Myriad Souls Banner, I am not of the demonic path! I am merely a demon slayer who walks the world!"]

[You used The Only True Prophet on the Scene to examine the young man's identity.]

[Good person.]

[You did not know whether he would leave you to die because you might be from the demonic path, or choose to lend a hand to one of his own race.]

[You knew that strength could not be judged by appearance.]

[Some experts consumed medicines like Youthful Appearance Pills, allowing them to retain their looks.]

[Anyone who could travel through the Eastern Wilderness so calmly was certainly no weakling.]

[Seeing that another person had appeared at some point, the Golden-Haired Rat King immediately ordered the Golden Body Realm and Spirit Sea Realm Demon Race members to launch their final assault against you.]

["Attack! Kill him!!"]

[You gripped the chipped sword tightly as Demon Souls danced around you, ready to spend your final shred of strength and end this life in battle.]

[Just then.]

[A treasured sword flew through the air and landed beneath your feet, supporting you steadily before lifting you straight into the sky and carrying you out of the valley from above.]

[Some bird demons tried to pursue you.]

[But the sword beneath your feet merely trembled lightly, sending out nearly imperceptible Sword Qi that shaved every feather from the bird demons' bodies without injuring them.]

[Birds without feathers could not fly. They fell with loud thuds.]

[The flying sword accelerated, and the scenery around you shifted rapidly. In the blink of an eye, you had arrived at a mountain peak.]

[That young man from before stood there.]

["Thank you for saving me, little brother! Chen Yi will never forget this life-saving kindness!"]

[The young man waved it off without concern.]

["Whether you are of the righteous path or the demonic path, you are still Human Race. I see that your Myriad Souls Banner contains only Demon Souls and no human souls, so I can trust you three parts out of ten."]

[Actually, it had contained human souls, such as Landlord Zhang and the like.]

[But those useless Soul Bodies had already been transformed by the Myriad Souls Banner into soul power, feeding back into your cultivation and becoming energy for the Myriad Souls Banner to heal itself.]

["May I ask Your Excellency's honored name and sect? Another day, I must visit personally to express my gratitude."]

[The young man smiled.]

["I am merely an ordinary disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect. There is no need to visit and offer thanks. We Martial Artists need not fuss over such cumbersome formalities."]

[You felt that this young man's actual age was probably not young. The way he spoke did not sound like someone who had never experienced the trials of the world.]

["Little brother, I see that your cultivation is not low. Why did you not simply kill all those Demon Race members earlier?"]

["There are certain agreements between the Human Race and the Demon Race. I cannot break the rules, or I would give the Demon Race an excuse to stir up a large-scale conflict."]

[An agreement?]

[When the Chixin Sect had been destroyed before, a swordsman standing atop a giant sword had also mentioned something called the Pact Between the Two Races to that Azure Dragon.]

[Could this young man be a major figure on the same level as the Azure Dragon and that giant-sword swordsman?]

["Come to think of it, could it be that Your Excellency possesses some Special physique that restrains the Demon Race? Even with the Myriad Souls Banner helping you, being able to handle so many Demon Race members, including those above your realm, is simply too miraculous."]

[You went along with the flow.]

["That is right. I do indeed possess a Special physique. I call it... the Demon Race Nemesis!"]

[The young man smiled.]

["What a Demon Race Nemesis. Unfortunately, you possess only a Low-Grade Bone Structure. Reaching the Soul Tempering Realm was already no easy feat, and I fear it will be difficult for you to make another breakthrough in this life. Otherwise, the balance between the two races would be shattered in your hands."]

[Perhaps because he thought highly of your Special physique, the young man gave you a jade token.]

[He said that in a critical moment, you could inject Spiritual Qi into it to call for help.]

[Nearby disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect would sense it and come to your aid.]

"This really is a good thing. I've got a mighty banner to lean on now!"

Chen Yi figured that, in the simulation, it would be much easier for him to gather Demon Souls from now on.

If he could not win, he would call for reinforcements!

And they would be from the Wuji Sword Sect, the number one Sword Sect in the Five Domains!