Begging for Mercy

Chen Bin landed his strike and immediately pulled back, sprinting toward another Tiger Demon.

Tiger Three's attack had failed to achieve its goal. Ignoring the injury on its hand, it glared with eyes flashing with rage and immediately gave chase after Chen Bin.

By this time, Chen Bin had already flashed to the side of another Tiger Demon.

Without a moment's hesitation, he backhanded his blade, slicing directly across the creature's throat.

In an instant, blood sprayed, and the Tiger Demon collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Chen Bin had killed two Tiger Demons in quick succession, which thoroughly enraged Tiger Three.

Tiger Three let out a deafening roar, its eyes glowing with an eerie red light. The muscles in its claws and hind legs bulged further, making it look even more hideous and terrifying.

Chen Bin charged toward the third Tiger Demon, the Demon Suppression Blade carrying a biting chill as it swung down cleanly and decisively.

However, just then, a tiger claw suddenly swiped at Chen Bin from the side.

The massive tiger head was instantly sent flying by the Demon Suppression Blade, but the claw did not stop, continuing its path toward Chen Bin.

Chen Bin reacted with lightning speed, immediately turning his blade to strike back.

Deprived of its follow-up momentum, the tiger claw was severed by the blade. The bright red patterns on the Demon Suppression Blade glowed even more vividly, imbuing the weapon with a mysterious and eerie sense of danger.

It was precisely because of the time taken for this strike that Chen Bin felt the wind pressure bearing down on him from all sides, like an invisible wall rapidly closing in on his face.

With no time to block, Chen Bin decisively rolled across the ground.

"Boom!"

The immense force smashed a deep crater into the ground, along with the corpse of the Tiger Demon.

Before he could even get up, Tiger Three's claws were already raining down upon him with fierce momentum.

Chen Bin dared not show the slightest slack. Unable to stand, he rolled again, using the ground's reaction force to launch himself like a streak of black lightning toward another Tiger Demon.

The Tiger Demon did not dodge; instead, it opened its arms and lunged at Chen Bin like a small mountain.

Fortunately, Chen Bin reacted quickly, shrinking down and dodging to the side at the very last second.

Otherwise, he would likely have been tightly grappled by the Tiger Demon by now.

A flash of light from Chen Bin's blade instantly tore through the Tiger Demon's throat.

Seven points of Merit acquired.

Chen Bin thought to himself, immediately turning to pounce on another Tiger Demon.

While dodging the gusts of wind from Tiger Three's fists, he kept his eyes locked on the Red Name trajectories on the Map in his mind, specifically picking off the weaker Tiger Demons.

One head, two heads...

Soon, the heads of all six Tiger Demons lay on the ground, their blood pooling into a dark red puddle.

"Die!"

Tiger Three's fist, fueled by boundless rage, punched straight through the Tiger Demon corpse in front of him.

Hiding behind the corpse with his blade held horizontally, Chen Bin played a trick. The moment Tiger Three's fist pierced through the body, it was split in two by the blade.

"Awooo!" Tiger Three's shrill howl echoed across the mountains and plains.

Chen Bin, however, took two solid hits from Tiger Three; the split fist slammed into him, one half high and one half low.

Had Tiger Three not retracted his claws in time due to the searing pain of his injury, Chen Bin would likely have been sent flying ten zhang away.

Both sides retreated three zhang, using the Tiger Demon corpse as the center point.

Accompanied by the dull thud of the corpse hitting the ground, Tiger Three stood there, one hand clutching his severed claw as blood gushed out like a fountain.

The bone-deep agony made him bare his fangs, gasping for air with heavy, ragged breaths, accompanied by a low whistling sound that resembled a roar from hell.

His gaze slowly swept over the corpses of his companions, his vertical pupils flickering with a scarlet light.

Finally, he locked his eyes on the young man, Chen Bin, who was clutching his chest and trembling slightly. "Our South Mountain hasn't suffered such a loss in a long time. You will pay the price."

"Rest assured, our Demon Suppression Division will wipe out the entire South Mountain," Chen Bin retorted, refusing to show any weakness.

Trash talk—everyone knew how to do that.

At this moment, his blood was surging, and the only sound in his ears was the thumping of his own heart.

He exhaled a heavy breath, bent his knees slightly, and launched himself toward Tiger Three like a hunting leopard.

This time, without the interference of other Tiger Demons, Chen Bin had no worries holding him back.

He was far more at ease.

Although Tiger Three had one injured claw, this only stirred up his ferocity, making him even more insane.

Chen Bin knew better than to clash head-on with Tiger Three. The moment he closed the distance, he leaped away, his Demon Suppression Blade slashing out in the same motion. The blade, like a streak of black-red lightning, instantly sliced through Tiger Three's fur before he retreated in a single strike.

The next instant, Chen Bin appeared like a ghost at Tiger Three's side. The Demon Suppression Blade, shimmering with red patterns, lightly grazed Tiger Three's shoulder, leaving a shallow bloody gash.

Following that, Chen Bin ducked low, blade held horizontally, and slashed toward Tiger Three's ankle.

Tiger Three, his ankles slashed, flew into a violent rage and roared madly along the mountain path.

The blade markings of the Demon Suppression Blade possessed a unique wounding effect against demons and evil spirits; the severed flesh could not scab over quickly, causing it to bleed continuously.

As time passed, the wounds on Tiger Three's body multiplied. A massive amount of blood flowed incessantly from his wounds, and his body grew increasingly weak.

Chen Bin, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. As the battle continued, he became more and more comfortable. The blade in his hand grew sharper and faster, as if it had become one with him.

In the end, hundreds of dense wounds were slashed across Tiger Three's body, with over a dozen of them cutting deep enough to reveal bone.

At this moment, Chen Bin's breathing was steady and his expression calm, showing not a single sign of fatigue.

Tiger Three had initially thought Chen Bin's cultivation realm was merely at the early stage of Jade Marrow, and that the previous commotion was simply him revealing his hidden strength.

But now it seemed the opponent was completely at the peak of Jade Marrow, on the verge of stepping into the Qi Gathering realm.

When this realization hit, Tiger Three's head spun with dizziness.

He had lost too much blood and could no longer hold on.

Tiger Three's pupils constricted violently as he finally understood Chen Bin's true strength. He struggled to spit out a few words: "You... you are at the peak of Jade Marrow, about to enter Qi Gathering."

"Congratulations, you guessed right." Chen Bin stood in the distance, the moonlight catching his face as the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. "But there is no reward."

As soon as the words fell, a flash of fear crossed Tiger Three's eyes. He turned and bolted toward the mountain pass of South Mountain.

He wanted to live.

"Trying to leave?" Chen Bin's gaze sharpened. With one step, he launched himself like an arrow from a bow, leaping through the air.

He caught up to the running Tiger Three directly.

Just as Chen Bin was about to overtake Tiger Three in mid-air, a sudden sense of alarm rose in his heart. The Demon Suppression Blade in his hand quickly traced a red crescent arc.

"Puchi!"

"Roar!"

A tiger's roar echoed through the mountain forest. Tiger Three's waist-thick tiger claw was severed by Chen Bin's blade and sent flying.

Tiger Three, who had turned back for a desperate counterattack, had never expected Chen Bin to be so well-prepared.

At this moment, Tiger Three's body was covered in hundreds of wounds, with the majority concentrated on his limbs.

This single strike knocked his entire body to the ground. A flicker of despair and a desperate desire to survive flashed in his eyes as he pleaded, "Spare me."