One Blade Three Thousand Miles, Able to Clear the Demon Sea

Chen Dengming had always suspected that within this area, the territory of the Luo and Zhu families, there was only one type of Spider Demon Beast that was the most rampant, the most numerous, and the most bloodthirsty and man-eating.

This was because, from beginning to end, he had only seen traces left by this one type of Demon Beast, such as the unique, frequent footsteps that sounded like swords or blades striking the ground, and the viscous, disgusting spider silk.

In recent days, although he had been in seclusion in the valley, he had occasionally heard screams of misery and terror from the distant mountains. The sounds were so long and shrill that it was not difficult to imagine someone being preyed upon by a Demon Beast.

Because the struggles between ordinary humans often started and ended quickly, the deceased would not emit such hysterical screams of terror that made one's heart palpitate.

At this moment, Chen Dengming cautiously followed the traces of the battle between Cultivators and Demon Beasts he had discovered earlier, searching carefully.

The Demon Beast's tracks were too close to the valley, and it was highly likely that the victim was Jiang Qiang.

Whether it was to ensure the safety of the area near the valley or to confirm his companion's safety, he had to carefully determine if that type of Spider Demon Beast was still lurking nearby.

The sun was setting, and the sky was gradually growing darker.

The cold wind blew like ice knives, and the bare branches around shook rigidly.

Chen Dengming summoned the Ancient Bell, a defensive Magic Item he had obtained as spoils of war, and it spun around him.

Although this Ancient Bell was a low-level Magic Item and had already been cracked by his Ice Spirit Blade, its defensive power was still comparable to the Vajra Shield Technique, capable of saving his life at critical moments.

He sensed his surroundings with his spiritual energy, his robes fluttering. He moved forward cautiously in the dimming light.

To gain a better understanding of the surrounding situation, he sent out his Blood Centipede Gu and Golden Silkworm Gu a hundred zhang ahead to scout, and released several Snake Gu from his sleeve to act as eyes in all directions.

The Snake Gu had been specially refined and were different from ordinary snakes; they could move even in the cold weather.

With these preparations, even if there was real danger, he would have enough time and space to retreat.

After advancing only a few hundred zhang, the Blood Centipede Gu, which was connected to his mind, sent a warning.

Chen Dengming immediately stopped, hid behind a tree, and frowned, instructing the Blood Centipede Gu to fly to the place where it had detected something to investigate, while simultaneously instructing the Golden Silkworm Gu to approach him for protection.

A moment later.

Chen Dengming stopped outside a patch of jungle nearby, his expression grim.

By this time, it had completely turned dark.

He didn't need to light a torch; by concentrating his power in his eyes, he could clearly see through the darkness ahead, where the woods were covered in cobwebs and disgusting slime, some of which even emitted a faint spiritual light.

And among some of the cobwebs, there were bulging cocoons, like giant insect cocoons, inside which something seemed to be wriggling, making faint sounds.

"When did this place become a nest for Spider Demon Beasts? Or rather, a restaurant?"

This place was very close to the valley, and Chen Dengming felt a chill. He hadn't realized there was such a horrifying place so close by.

He looked around but saw no sign of any Spider Demon Beasts. He cautiously approached a bulge and looked inside, recoiling in shock.

Inside the bulge, filled with slime and cobwebs, was a person, a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Countless tiny spiders were biting wounds into the corpse, wriggling in the flesh and blood, feasting heartily, like a banquet for young Demon Beasts in winter, a scene that was chilling.

"Damn it!"

Chen Dengming's face darkened. He continued to examine carefully and finally breathed a sigh of relief, not finding Jiang Qiang.

However, in one of the still-wriggling bulges, he found a living Cultivator.

It turned out to be an acquaintance, a Cultivator from the Merchant Alliance he had encountered a month ago.

At that time, this person had been part of a team with a middle-aged Cultivator.

The middle-aged Cultivator had even invited him to band together against Demon Beasts at night, but he had politely declined.

Unexpectedly, he had now fallen victim to the poisonous maw of a Demon Beast.

Judging by his condition, the man was in a terrible state, his body riddled with holes from being bitten by soybean-sized, almost transparent spiders, his internal organs faintly visible.

And even smaller spiders, the size of sesame seeds, were wriggling in his blood vessels and pupils, drawing nourishment to grow, making his life worse than death.

He was beyond saving, reduced to a nutritional supplement for the young Spider Demon Beasts.

The living Cultivator's body was full of spiritual energy, making it difficult to die, which clearly meant longer-lasting nutrition. The Demon Beasts knew how to eat.

But for the Cultivator, this was more painful than dying directly.

He had to endure the excruciating pain of being gnawed by countless insects, fearfully watching himself being eaten alive, dying bit by bit.

Chen Dengming could even see a hint of pleading in the Cultivator's eyes.

The beautiful scenes of Cultivators soaring through the air, slaying demons and monsters, and destroying Demon Beasts with a wave of their hands, ultimately had to bow to the cold and cruel reality.

Chen Dengming looked around at the "corpses" suspended on the cobwebs.

There were innocent wild beasts, and innocent humans. He felt an immense sense of oppression and anger.

Even though he had roamed the Martial World and ventured through the Cultivation World, his hands were no strangers to blood.

But seeing the tragic sight of living humans reduced to nutritional supplements, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. After all, as fellow beings, the emotion of "when the rabbit dies, the fox grieves" was inevitable.

"I've seen people killed and watched people get killed countless times over the years, and I've never been moved, but to see someone being devoured alive..."

Chen Dengming looked at the tragic scene, like a living hell, this literal restaurant was so close to the valley. If this were allowed to continue, wouldn't the area be overrun with spiders...

"Cut the grass and remove the roots! Sever the lineage to prevent descendants! First, let this Demon Beast mourn, and ensure the safety of the vicinity."

He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually shining with piercing intensity.

Suddenly, he leaped up, filled with rage, carrying a world-shattering killing intent, and unleashed an astonishing blade strike upwards!

"One blade, three thousand miles, can clear the demon sea. How to face enemies? Only with blood-soaked soldiers—"

This was the madness of his Mad Blade, a strike that had been building for a long time in this harsh, man-eating environment!

No matter how cautious or how much he played it safe on normal days, his true nature of deep-seated arrogance and fiery passion remained, which was why he refused to be subservient to others, climbed step by step, and achieved astonishing success.

Above the Green Hill, he danced with the mad dragon!

RUMBLE!

Blade Qi several yards long split the spiderwebs in two. The blade's force was sharp and surging, even cleaving a large tree and forcing it to collapse to the sides!

Countless tiny spiders emerged, swarming forward densely.

Chen Dengming retracted his blade, his eyes radiating awe-inspiring pressure, the white hair at his temples fluttering, his robes billowing. His hands moved like illusions, forming seals as he rapidly unleashed Great Fireball Technique after Great Fireball Technique.

Instantly, flames blazed to the sky, roaring and exploding, submerging countless tiny spiders in the raging inferno.

Chen Dengming's figure was like lightning as he cast Divine Speed Technique, swiftly darting through the sea of fire and leaving at lightning speed.

In the distant darkness, an enraged roar from a Demon Beast echoed from afar.

A short while later.

A colossal spider with a fierce aura and powerful Spiritual Might suddenly appeared in the fire-stricken forest area, letting out a skyward roar of pain.

Further away, on a treetop, Chen Dengming watched the location of the firelight, from which the roar originated, with a grave and grim expression.

Sensing the Spiritual Might emanating from the Spider Demon Beast, his heart grew heavy.

That was a Demon Beast of at least the fourth level of Qi Cultivation.

It seemed to be on par with his own strength, but Demon Beasts had tough hides, were swift in movement, and their attacks were rapid, making them much stronger in combat than Cultivators of the same realm.

The commotion over there was so great that people within a radius of over ten miles could almost see it and hear the Demon Beast's roars.

In the dark night, who knew how many Mortals and Cultivators were trembling in fear and uncertainty.

Fortunately, he had already left. He'd wiped out the small ones and fled. This big one could only rage impotently now, what a pity!

Chen Dengming stared intently for a while, indulging in a rare luxury as he gripped a Spirit Stone and quickly recovered his Spiritual Energy.