"Junior Brothers, follow me in vanquishing evil and defending the Way! Kill this madman!"
The five disciples of the Longevity Dao Sect began coordinating their attacks within the Five Elements Demon Subduing Array. Their strikes rained down on Ye Wen in a dazzling blur. They even resorted to underhanded moves, targeting his eyes and relentlessly striking at him.
Ye Wen grew angry. They still wanted to fight, and they were fighting so dirty, too. He stopped holding back and attacked again. But the Five Elements Demon Subduing Array was indeed ingenious and nimble. Ye Wen now had strength to spare, yet he simply couldn't land a hit on them.
At the very instant Ye Wen's attack arrived, they would use the array's advantage to swiftly pull the one about to be hit out of harm's way. The others could then attack Ye Wen with all their might. If not for his powerful physique, another Martial Artist of the same rank would probably have been injured long ago.
Interesting. Ye Wen couldn't help but marvel at it. He had never learned any advanced martial techniques, after all. With a powerful technique, his opponent wouldn't have time to pull the target back before the strike landed. This was a complete case of skill suppression. Ye Wen was getting riled up from the beating, so he took the Blood Drinker Devil Blade from his back.
The instant he tore away the cloth wrapped around the Blood Drinker Devil Blade and gripped its hilt, Ye Wen felt as though he were no longer himself. An endless killing intent surged up inside him.
Ye Wen's speed rose once more. He swung the blade swiftly at the Longevity Dao Sect disciples surrounding him. They didn't even have time to withdraw their Spirit Artifacts before the blade smashed them all to the ground.
As the five disciples of the Longevity Dao Sect were still spitting blood, Ye Wen seemed unable to control himself and swung again. Only Senior Brother Lu reacted in time, managing to retreat a few steps and barely evade the attack. His other junior brothers, however, were all cut in half and died horribly on the spot!
"A demonic weapon! A demonic weapon! You're one of the Demon Sects!"
After exclaiming, Senior Brother Lu fled at once, disappearing beyond the city gates in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the carnage before him, Ye Wen hurriedly steadied his mind and broke free of the Blood Drinker Devil Blade's influence. He wrapped the blade tightly in cloth once more.
"Sorry, I really can't control it. I told you to leave, to hurry and leave. You just had to force me to draw my blade. Well, look what happened: once I draw it, I get too bloodthirsty! I clearly managed to restrain myself after the first swing and wanted to stop, but somehow I still swung again."
Just as Ye Wen finished wrapping the blade and was about to leave, a Buddhist chant rang out.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, what a tremendous killing intent!"
Ye Wen saw a bald young man suddenly emerge ahead. He wore coarse yellow robes and held a Demon Subduing Staff, glaring at him with a fierce air.
The newcomer's aura soared like a rainbow, and he looked every bit like an enlightened monk. Ye Wen began taking him seriously. It seemed that after the seal was lifted, there were more Innate experts in this world?
"Who are you?"
The newcomer planted the Demon Subduing Staff in the ground, pressed his palms together, and addressed Ye Wen.
"This humble monk's Dharma name is Xuan Kong. I come from Xiaolin Temple. Even from far away, I could sense the demonic aura surging here. It seems you have fallen into demonic possession?"
"Oh? My respects, Master. I'm doing just fine. I haven't fallen into demonic possession."
Xuan Kong chanted another Buddhist invocation, then pointed at the dead men not far away and said solemnly,
"You slaughtered so many people. Surely your demonic roots have taken deep hold?"
"Hahaha, Master, you're mistaken! These people didn't know me at all, yet they surrounded and attacked me. I fought back and accidentally killed them. Was that wrong? Should I have bared my neck and let them kill me—is that what would keep me from being a demon?"
Ye Wen hated people who stood on the highest moral ground and used it to make others look stupid, as though only their own understanding of the world could be right.
"It seems your demonic roots have indeed taken deep hold. You have killed so many people, yet feel no guilt and show no compassion. Today, this humble monk will vanquish evil and defend the Way!"
Having said that, the monk lifted his Demon Subduing Staff and attacked Ye Wen. He seemed to cultivate the path of the physical body as well.
His muscles swelled rapidly. One step left a deep footprint in the ground, and in the blink of an eye he was before Ye Wen, bringing the Demon Subduing Staff down toward his chest.
"Good! Bring it on!"
Ye Wen fought Xuan Kong barehanded. After dozens of exchanges, neither had gained the upper hand.
This time, Ye Wen fought with sheer abandon, every part of him invigorated. He had begun adjusting to the strength he had just gained. The more they fought, the more natural his movements became. Although Xuan Kong struck him now and then, he felt only a little pain and nothing more.
"Wonderful! This is wonderful! Those people just now were only holding weapons and scratching at me through my clothes. That wasn't satisfying at all. Fighting you, monk, is so much more exhilarating!"
Ye Wen laughed heartily as he spoke.
Xuan Kong was already astonished. From the start, he had noticed Ye Wen's body was powerful, seeming no weaker than his Vajra Demon Subduing Body.
But only after exchanging blows did he realize his own body was not as strong as Ye Wen's. After clashing with him several times, he could already feel that he had suffered serious internal injuries. So he decided to stop holding back and attack with all his might.
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