Whose Footsteps? Slaying the Five Demons

"The power of a perfected Blade Intent is truly terrifying."

Looking at the corpse of the Asura Blade Demon, Su Yun marveled inwardly.

Just moments ago, the Asura Blade Demon had seemingly attempted to unleash some powerful forbidden technique to break free from his restraints and evade the attack.

However, Blade Intent targets the spirit, or more precisely, a martial artist's soul power.

Under such immense spiritual pressure, even while attempting a forbidden technique, the opponent had been completely unable to move.

In the end, the defenseless Asura Blade Demon was cut down by his blade!

"Ding!"

"Extreme Shadow Fiend Blade has forcefully slain a Mystic Profound Realm Sixth Layer Asura Blade Demon. It is invigorated, bursting with spiritual light, and has successfully raised the Blade Intent realm to seventy-two percent."

As the notification sound rang out, insights into blade techniques flooded Su Yun's mind.

After absorbing these insights, the aura of Blade Intent emanating from his body strengthened once more.

"The Blade Intent has improved a little; not bad at all."

Su Yun nodded to himself.

He then raised his eyes to scan his surroundings.

Everywhere he looked, there were ruined buildings and broken walls, all soaked in blood.

The air was thick with the pungent, foul stench of smoke and gore, stinging his nostrils.

With a leap, he vaulted onto the roof of a dilapidated building and gazed toward the center of the core area.

It was quite a distance away, and he could only occasionally sense the fluctuations of battle.

"Strange, why hasn't Senior Sister Chen finished off the demonic cultivators over there yet?"

Su Yun felt a flicker of doubt.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be difficult for Chen Qingxue to slay a Mystic Profound Realm Sixth Layer demonic cultivator.

Yet, it seemed she was still locked in combat with them.

Furthermore, the fact that he had encountered a Mystic Profound Realm Sixth Layer demonic cultivator here meant that the previous intelligence reports were either outdated or simply wrong from the start!

"Forget it, I'll know once I go over and see for myself."

After a moment's thought, Su Yun gripped his Black Blade, took the Asura Blade Demon's corpse with him, and executed Spirit Roc Dustless Step.

With a few flashes, he vanished from the spot.

At the very center of the valley, the scene was one of utter devastation, littered with blood, shattered weapons, and deep trenches.

Chen Qingxue stood with her sword, her face pale, her right hand trembling, and her green dress half-stained with blood.

Around her lay over a dozen corpses of demonic cultivators.

Having fought until now, even with her stamina severely depleted, she continued to grit her teeth and hold her ground.

Seeing this, the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend couldn't help but clap and sneer.

"As expected of an inner sect disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect. Setting aside your strength, this indomitable tenacity alone earns my admiration."

To be surrounded by so many demonic cultivators of the same realm and still manage to counter-kill over a dozen of them—and even manage to inflict a minor injury on him!

Fighting with increasing ferocity, standing tall and unyielding!

Chen Qingxue's strength made even him feel a sense of alarm.

If not for the fact that her cultivation base was inferior to his, he might have been the one forced to flee in disgrace.

"Is this all the demonic cultivators of the Demonic Fiend Palace are capable of?"

Chen Qingxue tightened her grip on her longsword, flicked her right arm to shake off the viscous blood clinging to the blade, and spoke with a cold expression.

"You certainly have a sharp tongue."

"It's a pity, though—how much longer can you hold out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a plume of black mist suddenly erupted from the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend's body.

This black mist was incredibly eerie, and he began to inhale it continuously into his body.

Finally, the black mist vanished.

In its place, a strange pattern of a black palace had manifested between his brows.

The aura radiating from the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend grew increasingly terrifying with each passing moment.

This was a forbidden technique he had cultivated.

He no longer intended to hold back, aiming to take down Chen Qingxue as quickly as possible.

If this stalemate continued any longer, the Demonic Fiend Palace elder watching from the shadows would likely punish him.

BOOM!

With that thought, he gripped his blood-colored spear and thrust it fiercely into the ground, shattering the earth and stone.

Immediately, an intensely oppressive pressure surged from his body.

Chen Qingxue's expression shifted slightly, her heart sinking.

She knew very well.

Even in her peak condition, she could not defeat the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend while he was using a forbidden technique.

Let alone now.

Furthermore, the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend was a treacherous man.

He had sent his subordinate Mystic Profound demonic cultivators to their deaths one by one, merely to probe Chen Qingxue's trump cards.

Only after her trump cards were exhausted, her stamina drained, and her condition weakened, did he prepare to unleash his forbidden technique to suppress her.

Thud! Thud!

Suddenly, a powerful, rhythmic sound of footsteps shattered the murderous atmosphere of the scene.

The Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend paused.

He subconsciously assumed it was his cousin coming to assist him.

A smile curled the corners of the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend's mouth.

"Good brother, you've finally arrived, though you were a bit slow."

"We're in luck this time; we've caught a big fish. This person is the Seventh Princess of the Great Cloud Dynasty."

"Once we capture her and deliver her to the Demonic Fiend Palace, the path of our martial arts will be smooth sailing!"

However, to his surprise, no one responded.

Only the clear, steady sound of footsteps echoed in his ears.

The Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend couldn't help but frown.

Sha Qi surged across his face as he turned to look.

The next moment, his pupils constricted!

What met his eyes was not his cousin, but a completely unfamiliar figure.

The man wore the robes of a Mystic Blade Sect outer disciple and gripped a long, narrow Black Blade.

Most of his clothing was soaked in blood.

He looked like a swordsman who had walked straight out of hell!

Although his cultivation was only at the first level of the Mystic Profound Realm, he gave the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend an inexplicable sense of dread.

"Kid, who are you?"

The Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend furrowed his brows and demanded coldly.

"Junior Brother Su Yun, run! You are no match for him!"

Seeing Su Yun arrive, Chen Qingxue hurriedly called out a warning.

She knew Su Yun had extraordinary potential, but the gap between the first and eighth levels of the Mystic Profound Realm was simply too vast.

Moreover, the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend had unleashed a forbidden technique, elevating his strength even further.

How could Su Yun possibly be his opponent?

Seeing the scene before him, the doubts in Su Yun's heart were answered.

No wonder Senior Sister Chen had been unable to finish off the demonic cultivators here.

It turned out she had been entangled by this man.

At this moment, Su Yun looked at the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend.

He then exerted force with his right foot, sending dirt and stones flying as he kicked a corpse he had left nearby into the air.

The mangled body cut through the night sky and finally landed right in front of the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend.

"Cousin? Is this the person you're talking about?"

The next moment, Su Yun's voice rang in the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend's ears.

"Is this... the corpse of the Blade Demon?"

"The Blade Demon is actually dead!?"

After taking a closer look at the corpse of the Asura Blade Demon, the expression of the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend changed drastically!

Naturally, there was no love lost between him and the Asura Blade Demon.

But this brat before him, possessing only the cultivation of the first level of the Mystic Profound Realm, had actually managed to slay the Asura Blade Demon.

This was highly suspicious, and it filled him with dread!

This scene also left Chen Qingxue stunned.

Although the Asura Blade Demon's strength was inferior to the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend's, it certainly wasn't by much.

Yet now, the Asura Blade Demon had died at the hands of Su Yun!

"How bold! To dare kill a genius demonic cultivator of my Demonic Fiend Palace, you truly deserve to die!"

Coming to his senses, the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend flew into a rage.

He immediately summoned the demonic cultivators of the Mystic Profound Realm who had been lurking in the shadows.

Swish!

Soon, a total of five demonic cultivators at the sixth level of the Mystic Profound Realm surrounded Su Yun.

"Get him, kill him!"

The Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend roared his command immediately.

Although he appeared to be in a towering rage, he felt a hint of wariness toward Su Yun in his heart.

Therefore, he wanted these demonic cultivators to strike first and test Su Yun's strength.

Although the five Mystic Profound Realm demonic cultivators present knew that Su Yun was no simple opponent, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge forward upon hearing the Blood-Drinking Spear Fiend's order.

"Die!"

At this moment, facing the onslaught of the five demonic cultivators, Su Yun swept his cold gaze across them before swinging his blade.

Sshhh!

Accompanied by a flash of blood-colored blade light.

Five heads fell to the ground in unison!

Dripping with blood!