Violet Blood Soft Sword

Within Mist Valley, over a hundred dragons circled endlessly in the air. They had no idea why an explosion had gone off underground.

"What's that?"

Three enormous, monstrous figures appeared in the air above Mist Valley. Each one stood a full thirty meters tall and stretched nearly a hundred meters long, like a lion enlarged dozens of times. But these creatures weren't lions. All three had enormous wings—and six eyes apiece.

Six eyes and a pair of wings. They were as huge as the Behemoths of legend.

Yet even Behemoths weren't as terrifying as these three monsters.

"Roar!" The three monsters opened their cavernous mouths and bellowed. Each mouth instantly became like a vortex, exerting an astonishing sucking force on every dragon.

The hundred-plus dragons tried to flee in terror, but the sucking force was simply too strong. Stranger still, it affected only the dragons; the boulders on the ground were completely untouched.

"Roar!"

The dragons roared in fear and fury, but they were powerless against the terrifying force and were dragged toward the monsters. One enormous dragon fell into the cavernous mouth of a six-eyed creature.

What terrified the dragons most was that the monsters' bellies seemed to be bottomless pits. The dragons were only slightly smaller than the creatures, so their bellies ought to have filled up after swallowing just one. But after a dragon was sucked inside, the monster kept swallowing.

One after another.

The force of the three monsters' cavernous mouths was too terrifying. The level-eight dragons couldn't fight back at all. One dragon after another was sucked into the bellies of the three enormous creatures. In no time, the three monsters had devoured every last one of the hundred-plus dragons.

"That hit the spot!" one of the monsters laughed. "I haven't had a proper meal in ages."

"I thought I was going to die in that hellhole and never get out. What a shame about Fourth and Fifth, though." Another monster sighed quietly.

The three monsters fell silent.

Remembering their time in that hellhole over the past several thousand years filled them with dread. There had been no future, no hope, and they could have lost their lives at any moment. If not for their father, the three of them would have been killed long ago. Even with their father there, Fourth and Fifth, who had been weaker, had still died.

"Father's here."

The three monsters spotted the demonic young man hovering nearby. They immediately shrank until they were about the size of ordinary lions. Their coats were colorful and breathtakingly beautiful, and their wings were far more beautiful than a dragon's leathery ones.

Only their six eyes were somewhat frightening.

"Father." The three monsters happily flew over to the demonic young man. By then, there wasn't a trace of blood on him. His dark-gold robe was spotless, and a faint smile played across his face.

"Enjoy your meal?" the demonic young man asked with a smile. "Oh, there are two level-eight magical beasts over there, too."

The demonic young man looked west across Mist Valley, and a force of four colors shot west at extreme speed. In moments, two enormous Velociraptors came flying over, bound by the four-colored energy.

The two Velociraptors seemed to realize that their end was near. They whimpered softly and begged for mercy.

They were Velociraptors. Although they lived in the level-eight magical beast territory alongside the Fire Dragons and Green Dragons, they were a different species and terrestrial reptiles, so the pair lived far away from both the Fire Dragons and the Green Dragons.

The three monsters had been too excited devouring the dragons to notice the two Velociraptors in the distance.

"Over a hundred dragons, eaten just like that..." The two Velociraptors trembled inwardly.

Their opponent was far too powerful. The three monsters, now reduced to the size of ordinary animals, could even talk.

"Were you trying to run?" The demonic young man smiled at the two Velociraptors.

The Velociraptors were much larger than him; beside them, he was tiny. But they trembled with fear and hurriedly let out low growls in the language of the Dragon race. "My lord, we wouldn't dare. We wouldn't dare."

The demonic young man seemed to understand the Dragon race's language. He smiled and nodded. "Good. I just arrived in this plane, and I'm in a good mood, so I'll spare your lives. Submit to me."

The restraints around the two Velociraptors vanished. The level-eight beasts dropped heavily to the ground from the air, exchanged a glance, then immediately pressed themselves flat against the ground in the most respectful posture they could manage, heads bowed low in submission.

The Dragon race was proud, but even they would submit to an unparalleled powerhouse.

And facing the demonic young man before them, the two Velociraptors knew that he could kill them with a single finger.

"Yulan." The demonic young man looked around, his face full of smiles. "What a wonderful place. I'm sure I won't have the same bad luck this time as I did more than five thousand years ago."

In the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Lin Feng had returned to his normal human form and wore only trousers and a sleeveless shirt. It was only early February, and the weather was still bitterly cold. Yet Lin Feng was carefully examining the Violet Blood Soft Sword he had just acquired.

"So this is the Violet Blood Soft Sword. What a fine sword. No wonder it was the Violet Blood Demon's weapon. Its killing aura is truly intense." Lin Feng ran his fingers over the blade as he murmured to himself.

Lin Feng's eyes fell on the two square characters on the hilt. "These are Infernal Realm characters? They really are obscure, and the strokes are so complicated."

Lin Feng carefully examined the Violet Blood Soft Sword in his hand. Violet Blood was as thin as a cicada's wing. It was so thin that, despite its unusual material, it weighed very little—only about five pounds. For Lin Feng, a five-pound soft sword was no burden at all.

When he channeled Dragonblood Battle Qi into it, the Violet Blood Soft Sword immediately straightened.

He swung his hand. "Whoosh!" The cicada-wing-thin Violet Blood passed effortlessly through a tree that would have taken two or three people to encircle. The tree didn't move at all, but Lin Feng knew it had been cleanly sliced in two by Violet Blood.

Violet Blood had simply been too fast and too sharp, leaving the tree completely motionless.

Lin Feng suddenly pushed off the ground and leaped into the air, then kicked the trunk. The tree began to tilt, snapping several branches before crashing heavily to the ground.

Lin Feng studied the cut left by Violet Blood. "So smooth." There wasn't a rough spot anywhere on the surface.

"Heh, this sword really is as sharp as it was described in the original book. It sliced right through a tree this thick in one stroke. Impressive, impressive."

"This sword is amazing." Beibei, who was eating a wild chicken, stared at the cut with wide eyes.

Lin Feng chuckled, then looked at the Violet Blood Soft Sword in his hand and thought, With such a light, sharp weapon, I won't fear even a million opponents. He immediately began swinging the soft sword.

He moved nimbly through the woods, his body flickering from place to place as he swung Violet Blood with ease.

Sharp! Fast!

As thin as a cicada's wing, Violet Blood met almost no air resistance when it was swung, allowing it to reach astonishing speeds. Its light weight also allowed Lin Feng to convert more of his strength into speed.

Lin Feng tried channeling wind-type magical power into it. As expected, the Violet Blood Soft Sword, which was already terrifyingly fast, became faster still. Its path turned erratic and unpredictable, while the blade itself alternated between straight and curved, impossible to read.

"With this Violet Blood, I can at least double my combat strength. I could even take on Saint Realm Middle Stage or even higher-level powerhouses." Lin Feng sighed. "A Divine Artifact really is something else."

Holding Violet Blood, Lin Feng felt as if he had the whole world in his hands with a sword.

"Lin Feng, what kind of sword is that? How can it be so powerful?"

Sadius had been watching Lin Feng practice with the sword from the sidelines. At last, she couldn't hold back her question. Although Lin Feng hadn't pointed the blade at her, she could clearly sense the powerful, terrifying aura coming from it. The aura made her soul tremble.

"This sword is called the Violet Blood Soft Sword. It's a Divine Artifact," Lin Feng explained with a faint smile.

"A divine sword?" Sadius swallowed, then asked in disbelief, "Are the gods really that powerful? Even one of their swords can make me feel so helpless."

Lin Feng chuckled. "There are all kinds of gods, strong and weak. The sword's original owner was an exceptionally powerful god, and countless gods have died by this sword. Over time, it acquired a killing aura."

Suddenly, Lin Feng looked at Sadius with a sly smile. "Sadius, want to test how powerful this sword is?"

At that, Sadius shook her enormous head like a rattle.

Lin Feng put away the soft sword and clapped his hands. "All right, I was only teasing you. Sadius, can you make yourself smaller? You're so huge that it'll be inconvenient for you to go to the human world."