One Stylish Saber Strike

"Oh, these things. They're redundant! But I can't put them back together right now, or maybe I broke them... But don't worry, I've replaced the functions of these parts with a few simple formations, so there won't be any problems!" Venerable White proudly patted the reassembled missile, then whispered to Shuhang, "In addition, I've added two offensive formations inside the warhead. If this missile were to detonate now, in addition to the ordinary explosive damage, it would also inflict 'Lightning Burst' spell damage, making it incredibly powerful. In some time, when we find the location of the Limitless Demon Sect, we can test its power."

Song Shuhang's heart clenched again... The missile was already terrifying enough. Senior White had added a 'Lightning Burst' damage array to it? That was adding fuel to the fire! What kind of horrific destructive power would it unleash if it exploded?

While they were pondering, something unexpected happened. Perhaps Venerable White used a little too much force when he struck the missile, because the missile, which was originally standing upright, tilted to the right after being struck by the Venerable... and then fell to the ground at an angle.

"Senior White, it's going to fall!" Song Shuhang shouted loudly. This was a highly flammable and explosive item! It had even been modified by Venerable White. If it fell, it might explode.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Venerable White chuckled, reaching out to grab the missile. Venerable White could easily support something of that size with a thought, so there was no need to worry.

Just then, a figure rushed over from afar, supporting the tipping missile with one arm in a very stylish pose.

It is the True Lord White Crane!

Its attention was always focused on Venerable White, so that it could look for opportunities to serve the Senior White and help him solve his problems.

Therefore, when he saw the missile fall, True Lord White Crane rushed over immediately and caught it.

"Senior White, rest assured, with me, Little White Crane, here, there will absolutely be no problem!" True Lord White Crane gave Venerable White a thumbs up.

"Well done, Senior White Crane!" Song Shuhang praised, giving a thumbs up.

True Lord White Crane was pleased with himself.

At this moment, Venerable White said, "..."

It wasn't because of the White Crane, but because Venerable White discovered that something might have gone wrong when he reassembled the missile.

The missile started emitting black smoke.

This thing might explode!

"White Crane, throw away this missile," Venerable White said, though reluctantly, it seemed he had broken something again. "This missile is going to explode!"

"Huh?" True Lord White Crane was taken aback at first, then he shouted, "Is it going to explode?"

True Lord White Crane immediately picked up the missile, turned around and looked around, looking for a place to dispose of it.

Soon, its eyes lit up.

Blood Demon, this missile that's about to explode is perfect for taking down Blood Demon.

"Everyone get out of the way, I'm about to unleash my ultimate attack!" True Lord White Crane roared, "Ah-da!"

Then, it forcefully hurled the black-smoke-belching 'missile * Venerable White Modified Version'' at the Blood Demon.

The fellow cultivators were having a great time farming Blood Demon... when suddenly a missile came hurtling towards them, billowing black smoke.

"0_0!" Northern River's Loose Cultivator's eyes widened immediately.

"Holy crap, Brother White Crane, are you trying to get yourself killed? Why are you throwing missiles at us?" the Snow Wolf Cave Master yelled.

The Fairy Eastern Six narrowly avoided the missile, screaming, "Senior White Crane, please stop causing trouble!" She had almost been hit by the missile.

"Missiles are useless against Blood Demon, Senior White Crane, go play somewhere else!" the Dharma King Creation roared.

Just then.

True Lord Dustfall, who had been explaining the battle situation to Song Shuhang, shouted, "Everyone retreat! That's something that Venerable White modified!"

However, True Lord Dustfall had only shouted half of his words...

Suddenly, in the midst of battle, Mad Saber Three Waves turned around with a flourish, drawing his treasured sword!

"Senior White Crane, it's just a missile, don't cause trouble. It's best if you just observe from the sidelines. Leave the Blood Demon to us!" said Mad Blade Three.

As they were talking, Mad Saber Three Waves made a stylish move.

As expected of the "Seventy-Two Swift Saber Techniques," he unleashed seventy-two slashes in an instant.

The swift flashes of blades formed a net, enveloping the missile.

Then... after the blade flashed, Mad Saber Three Waves finally heard True Lord Dustfall's words.

What? This missile was just modified by the Venerable White?

Mad Saber Three Waves: "..."

This is outrageous!

At this moment, Mad Saber Three Waves wished he could open his mouth and devour that cool net of blade light. But it was too late... The dazzling blade light landed spectacularly on the missile, instantly shredding it.

Boom~~~

A tremendous explosion rang out, and the light from the explosion enveloped the entire Blood Demon and the fellow cultivators of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

"Aaaaah, Three Waves, I'm not done with you yet!"

"Oh my god, Three Waves, it hurts so much!"

"Did you do this on purpose? Three Waves, did you plan this with Fellow White Crane Baihe? Oh my god, Fellow Daoist Creation, quickly pull Blood Demon back! That bastard just punched me during the explosion, it really hurts."

"Waaaaah... You're dead meat, Brother Three Waves!"

"Ahhh, my limited edition 'Luo Sha Sect' dress from this year! Waaaaah!" Fairy Eastern Six screamed.

Mad Saber Three Waves gripped the hilt of his sword, bewildered in the wind—he was doomed.

In the distance, True Lord White Crane remained in his missile-launching stance—he had never expected Three Waves to unleash such a stylish strike. "Damn it, I'm doomed." Wait a minute, he was already doomed anyway. "The more debts I have, the less I worry," he thought, "If I think about it that way, there's nothing to fear."

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Directly ahead, the calamity of Mad Saber Three Waves... has only just begun.

As the missile exploded, the 'Lightning Burst' spell array inscribed by Venerable White also activated simultaneously.

Sizzle, crackle... A purple arc of lightning erupted from the center of the explosion, condensing into a purple lightning ball.

Although it was an experimental creation of Venerable White, the purple lightning still possessed destructive power equivalent to that of a 'Sixth-Grade' being.

Mad Saber Three Waves was the first to be hit. Before the Lightning Burst bolts even struck him, the mere wisp of electric energy overflowing from the pre-attack arc was enough to turn Mad Saber Three Waves' entire body black...

If this 'Lightning Burst' had hit Three Waves head-on, Three Waves would have been spending months in the Medicine Master's hospital bed.

Fortunately, the Venerable White inscribed the Lightning Burst formation was not far away.

"Destroy!" Venerable White shouted.

With a deep shout from the Venerable

The lightning-attribute array in the explosion instantly shrank under the control of Venerable White, shrinking from a huge sphere to the size of a fist.

Eventually... the electric arc grew smaller and smaller, eventually extinguishing.

Three Waves opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of black smoke. This cloud of black smoke was just like Mad Saber Three Waves's current mood of being overwhelmed by 100 million.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Blood Demon's furious roar resounded!

The sudden missile explosion disrupted the rhythm of the fellow cultivators in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, and the 'Dharma King Creation' who was responsible for tanking the monsters suddenly failed to draw aggro properly.

The crazed Blood Demon seized the opportunity, charging recklessly and, relying on its Sixth-Grade- grade physical strength and brute force, broke through the encirclement of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' fellow Daoists like a mad bull.

Then, the Blood Demon charged towards Song Shuhang's direction—it was too badly injured, so it needed to eat something to replenish its energy.

Blood Demon may lack intelligence, but at least he still possesses some instincts.

It needs to eat quickly, so it instinctively seeks out the easiest prey to catch—among everyone present, only Song Shuhang and Chu Chu from the Chu Household have the weakest cultivation.

In contrast, Chu Chu's home is farther from the Blood Demon.

So, it's decided, Song Shuhang will be the food.

Then, the Blood Demon charged towards Song Shuhang, its large hands reaching out to grab him.

"Don't let it get away!" shouted a fellow Daoist from Nine Provinces Number One Group.

However, in the face of life and death, the Blood Demon unleashed unparalleled speed.

Even the True Lord Yellow Mountain, who sat in the sky, True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey, who had been guarding the side, failed to catch the Blood Demon as it charged forward.

Directly in front of him, Venerable White stroked his chin. "Tsk tsk!"

Then, Venerable White stood up, extended his fist, and exhaled.

During the discussion earlier, he came up with an interesting fist technique. He had thought he wouldn't have a chance to use it... but unexpectedly, the Blood Demon rushed over, giving him the opportunity to try out the technique.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Blood Demon charged forward madly.

However, before it could even get close to Song Shuhang, Venerable White had already landed lightly on its head and raised his fist. On the fist were thousands of runes forming a chain of runes, rotating around the fist.

Then, Venerable White unleashed a punch.

Before the fist could even strike the Blood Demon's body, the Blood Demon's head began to disintegrate on its own... just like a gust of wind blowing through a sand dune, the Blood Demon's head exploded into countless particles.

After these particles landed, they coalesced into blood-red pearls, making a crisp 'ding-ding-ding' sound when they collided with the ground.

The Venerable White's fist slowly pressed down... The Blood Demon's body was like being caught in a meat grinder, constantly turning into pearls.

Two breaths later.

The once towering Blood Demon, over ten meters tall, vanished, leaving only a pile of shimmering Blood Pearl, a testament to the journey of a once adorable Blood Demon who smuggled itself to Earth.

Venerable White withdrew his fist, rubbed his chin, and looked thoughtful, seemingly unsatisfied with the power of that punch.

Behind him, the seniors in the group wanted to cry—they never expected that in the end, Venerable White would still throw his fist.

Is this just how things are destined to be?

"It still needs some improvement. That punch wasted a lot of spiritual energy. At least three-tenths of the energy was wasted when converting the Blood Demon's body into energy crystals," Venerable White murmured.

Song Shuhang picked up a pearl and asked in confusion, "Will the Blood Demon turn into Blood Pearl after it dies?"

He felt that these beautiful pearls contained pure spiritual power.

"It was one of my experiments," Venerable White chuckled. "I tried to transform the Blood Demon into something similar to a 'Spirit Stone,' but it wasn't very successful. Alright, let's see what good things this Blood Demon has brought us."

After defeating the boss, it's time to open the treasure chest!