Unstoppable

Ding Chen stood at the very front, staring at Wang Yan, a faint sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

He could not help saying, "Wang Yan, stop!"

Wang Yan was in the middle of enjoying himself. Hearing Ding Chen call out, he withdrew his fists and rolled off Zhao Tong.

"I haven't had enough yet!" Wang Yan said.

Liao Zipeng sneered. "Don't rush. In a while, I'll let you have a truly satisfying battle!"

Wang Yan was naturally delighted to hear that.

Before he could return to the ranks, Liao Zipeng fixed his gaze on Ding Chen and said coldly, "Since you're all so capable in a fight, guard Black Wind Valley for one day. If you can't hold it, I'll hold you solely accountable!"

Black Wind Valley?

Ding Chen frowned slightly. He did not know where Black Wind Valley was, so he asked, "Lord Liao, what is the strength of the demons?"

Liao Zipeng said coldly, "According to the scouts, the strongest have the strength of peak lesser demons. There are five hundred demons in total. Holding them off for one day will count as merit!"

Chen Xian frowned. One hundred men against five hundred demons did not frighten him, but the others would certainly suffer casualties, perhaps even grievous losses.

After all, he did not possess the strength to cut down five hundred demons with a single slash.

"Five hundred?"

Ding Chen's face instantly darkened.

Wang Yan and the others looked equally grim.

Liao Zipeng snorted. "Ding Chen, why haven't you accepted the order?"

Ding Chen's face was pale as he secretly gritted his teeth and accepted the military command token from Liao Zipeng. In a deep voice, he said, "This subordinate will definitely hold Black Wind Valley!"

"I hope so!"

Liao Zipeng said icily, "Leave the camp and head west of Wumeng Mountain. After thirty-seven li, you'll find a gorge. That gorge is Black Wind Valley. Go!"

"Yes!"

Ding Chen nodded impassively, then turned and ordered Chen Xian and the others to mount up.

Although they were all old horses, having been fed demonic beast meat these past few days, they looked far more spirited.

Everyone sat upright upon them, and the old horses' backs did not bend in the slightest.

Liao Zipeng frowned slightly. He remembered giving Ding Chen a hundred old horses, yet these old horses still looked full of vigor!

"Move out!"

Ding Chen did not waste words. With a wave of his hand, he spurred his horse forward.

The others followed close behind.

Thud, thud, thud...

As a hundred horses galloped wildly past the Head Chef Army camp, the Head Chef Army soldiers pointed at them and burst into laughter.

"A pack of trash is heading off to die!"

"Building merit and making a name for yourselves—how could that ever be so easy?"

When they passed the Cooks' Camp, the cooks playing dice also laughed and mocked them.

Even cooks sent to clear the battlefield had little chance of surviving if they encountered demons that had not quite died.

Let alone heading directly onto the battlefield to clash head-on with demons.

They would die even faster!

When they passed the vanguard camp, the vanguard soldiers who had not gone to battle also let out strange, snickering laughs.

But everyone merely shook their heads speechlessly and said nothing.

People died on the battlefield every day anyway. What did another hundred deaths matter?

"Another hundred rolling heads!"

The soldiers guarding the camp gate watched Ding Chen and his hundred men rush past, shaking their heads speechlessly.

Following Liao Zipeng's instructions, Chen Xian and the others arrived west of Wumeng Mountain. After continuing west for thirty-seven li, they indeed saw a gorge churning with black qi.

"That's Black Wind Valley!" Ding Chen said with furrowed brows.

Wumeng Mountain was rather tall, and its outlying ranges sprawled far and wide.

The Demon Army also knew that crossing mountains and ridges was exhausting, so they specifically chose routes that spared them effort.

Although Black Wind Valley could not pass through Wumeng Mountain, taking this route would make it easier for the Demon Army to circle around Wumeng Mountain and launch a surprise attack on the Ninth Demon Suppression Army.

Thud, thud, thud...!

Before they even reached Black Wind Valley, Chen Xian could hear trembling sounds coming from its exit.

A moment later, a violent wind swept toward them.

Everyone heard the commotion as well, and the wind carried the foul stench of demons.

Ding Chen froze for a moment, then shouted, "Quick, stop them!"

At once, everyone shouted and charged toward the exit of Black Wind Valley. From over a hundred meters away, they saw Thunder Patterned Leopards and wolf demons roaring as they rushed at them. There were fully two hundred demons.

Chen Xian's horse was faster. He surged ahead of Ding Chen, spear in hand, and charged toward the demons.

Pfft!

As he galloped past, he thrust his spear at a Thunder Patterned Leopard. The beast had just raised its claw when Chen Xian's spear pierced through it and sent it flying, knocking down a crowd of demons behind it.

Sacrificed the soul of one lesser demon. Obtained 113 Experience Points.

The panel flashed before his eyes. Chen Xian was thrilled, and he swung his spear in a bloody slaughter.

Sacrificed the soul of one lesser demon. Obtained 125 Experience Points.

Sacrificed the soul of one lesser demon. Obtained 119 Experience Points.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xian had killed three lesser demons in succession.

Ding Chen and the others were stunned, and the demons were startled as well.

"A cook? This strong?" A wolf demon was deeply astonished. Chen Xian and the others wore armor different from that of the Demon Slayer Soldiers. Judging by the fabric beneath it, they were clearly men from the Cooks' Camp.

Pfft, pfft...

Chen Xian was like a demon-reaping machine. He was incredibly fast, charging back and forth as more than ten demons instantly died beneath his spear.

He was covered from head to toe in demon blood.

Among the two hundred demons, there was clearly a leader—a Thunder Patterned Leopard with a burly body nearly three meters tall.

Seeing Chen Xian's momentum and the Origin Qi coiling around his spear, it was also terrified. It roared, "Retreat!"

At the order to retreat, the demons had not even exchanged blows with Ding Chen and the others before they scattered back into Black Wind Valley.

Chen Xian snorted. With a leap, he crossed fifty meters and charged at the Thunder Patterned Leopard.

Reaching the entry level of the Jade Sea Realm felt truly incredible.

One leap carried him fifty meters, as though he were flying.

Roar!

The Thunder Patterned Leopard had just turned around when it discovered Chen Xian pursuing it with a single leap. It roared and pounced at him.

But Chen Xian thrust out his spear. Dark golden flames coiled around it, the spear shooting forth like a dragon and carrying the Ox Demon's Roar that shattered the air.

With a thunderous boom, the spear pierced through the Thunder Patterned Leopard's chest and blasted it dozens of meters away. It slammed into the stone wall at Black Wind Valley's entrance, shaking loose tumbling rubble.

More than a hundred demons revealed looks of terror!

Even Ding Chen and his hundred men were utterly shaken. Was this the strength of the Surging Origin Realm?

Everyone realized that there was no need for them to make a move at all.

Chen Xian alone had blocked Black Wind Valley.

With the Thunder Patterned Leopard dead, the hundred-odd demons immediately fell into chaos. Some fled deeper into Black Wind Valley, while others charged at Ding Chen and the rest.

"Kill!"

Ding Chen came to his senses, raised his spear, and shouted.

In an instant, everyone's blood boiled as they charged toward the demon horde.

Chen Xian, meanwhile, pursued the fleeing demons into Black Wind Valley. Every thrust of his spear pierced a demon through and killed it.

Demon blood splattered everywhere.

Driven by Chen Xian, Ding Chen and the others also fought with great ferocity.

In less than a quarter of an hour, they had slaughtered more than a hundred demons.

They failed to stop the remaining several dozen, who rushed into Black Wind Valley and fled.

Chen Xian did not pursue them. He turned back, found his old horse, and returned to the front of Black Wind Valley.

That battle had truly been fierce and exhilarating, leaving him drenched in sweat.

But he noticed that the Origin Qi within his Jade Sea had been depleted by ninety percent, leaving less than a tenth remaining.

Origin Qi was good stuff and greatly restrained demons, but his current reserves were still too limited. After killing several dozen lesser demons, he was already beginning to feel stretched thin.

Of course, even without Origin Qi, he could still rely on his blood qi and the strength of his body.

"Xianzi, that was one astonishing battle!"

Seeing Chen Xian ride over, Wang Yan could not help teasing him with a smile.

The corners of Ding Chen's lips also lifted slightly. "Looks like I underestimated your strength!"

Chen Xian merely smiled. In his heart, he summoned the panel and turned his gaze to the Experience Points column.