The feeling of doing whatever he pleased and cutting loose with all his strength was truly wonderful.
As the blade cut through the air, even the wind pressure, sharp as a blade, felt so exquisite.
Everything reached its peak in the instant Demons and Exotic Beasts were sent flying or cleaved apart.
Whether it was because he had been somewhat repressed ever since transmigrating here, or because violent instincts had always existed in his body, the feeling of slaughtering without needing to hide, hold back, or worry about anything nearly made Chen Mo lose himself in it.
Ordinary Demons and Exotic Beasts at the Qi and Blood Realm and Body Tempering Realm were no match for him at all—one slash, one kill.
It felt like those hack-and-slash mowing games he had played in his previous life, except this time, Chen Mo himself was the protagonist rather than a game character.
At this moment, he deeply experienced that unparalleled exhilaration.
He successfully carved his way into the Fierce Tiger Sect's camp and found that their situation was much the same as the one on his own side earlier—they were clearly at a disadvantage.
Only, the types of Exotic Beasts and Demons seemed somewhat different. Their strength was roughly equal, with five Xiantian-level combatants in total.
The difference was that this side had not only Demons, but also a gorilla Exotic Beast with Xiantian-level strength.
The Fierce Tiger Sect's camp had only two Xiantian Realm elders, one fewer than the True Martial Sect.
However, their combat strength was clearly somewhat greater than that of the three on Chen Mo's side. Their fighting styles were all exceedingly fierce, the sort to disregard everything, so even though they were outnumbered two against five, they could still hold on for quite a while.
Yet the