They Seem to Be Afraid of Me!

For a moment, Chen Xian's spear sent the burly Demon Man flying, his greatsword knocked dozens of meters away.

Bang!

Chen Xian leaped up and kicked the flying Demon Man, the powerful force causing it to vomit blood.

Bang, bang, bang...

He delivered a series of kicks, cracking the Demon Man's chest bones before it fell back into the horde of demons.

The demons were instantly stunned.

The Demon Man was also filled with terror.

Who the hell said that young man was in the Surging Origin Realm?

Looking at the five-meter-tall Ox Demon Phantom, he was at least a martial expert in the late Jade Sea Realm.

"Block him!"

Seeing Chen Xian charge down with his spear, the Demon Man's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared.

The demons immediately rushed forward, shielding the Demon Man.

Chen Xian thrust out his spear, killing over ten demons, but the Demon Man used the opportunity to dart ten meters away, leaping and escaping.

Chen Xian couldn't help but frown. He wanted to pursue, but a group of demons blocked him.

"It escaped, I'll kill you!"

A cold glint flashed in Chen Xian's eyes. He switched his spear for a straight saber and charged into the demon horde.

"Retreat, quick, retreat!"

A demon roared, and the next moment its head was severed by a cold glint, flying high with blood.

However, the demons began to retreat rapidly.

Chen Xian was several times faster than them. After a flurry of attacks, demons tumbled as they fled.

In the blink of an eye, forty to fifty demons were dead.

When Ding Chen and his men charged over, their expressions froze.

The area was filled with demon corpses, roughly seventy to eighty in total, but Chen Xian was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Ding, look!"

Wang Yan pointed forward, and everyone looked to see the demonic aura and dust swirling together, rolling towards the southwest.

"...!!"

Everyone was collectively stunned.

One person repelled five hundred demons? And one of them was a Demon Man?

Ding Chen felt his brain wasn't working properly!

Wang Yan and the others were also completely shocked!

Before everyone could recover, a blood-soaked figure appeared in their sight, returning like a god of slaughter, holding his spear.

Hiss, hiss!

Ding Chen and the others collectively gasped!

Chen Xian naturally saw their stunned expressions. He mounted his horse and rode towards them, grinning, "They seem to be afraid of me!"

"...!!" Everyone.

We're a little afraid of you too!

Ding Chen took a deep breath. "Did you really drive that Demon Man away?"

Chen Xian nodded. "That Demon Man wasn't that strong; he couldn't take a single spear from me."

"...!!"

Ding Chen and the others stared at Chen Xian in disbelief. Couldn't take a single spear from you?

This scene, this posturing, they could only believe it!

Even though it felt unreal, Ding Chen and the others chose to believe.

After all, there were demon corpses everywhere.

Ding Chen immediately ordered his men to drag the demon corpses back to Black Wind Valley.

Afterward, they continued to guard in front of Black Wind Valley, with Wang Yan scouting ahead.

Chen Xian sat on his horse, opened his status panel to check.

[Experience: 23776 points]

He hadn't killed the Demon Man. He had killed about a hundred demons, and the rest had escaped.

Although he could have killed more, he didn't pursue too far, fearing an ambush.

"This amount of experience should be enough to get me to the peak of the Jade Sea Realm," Chen Xian murmured.

He didn't know how strong he currently was among human warriors, but he was sure he could handle a mid-stage Spirit Demon.

Time flew by, and it was nearing midnight.

There were no demon armies ahead, nor were any Demon Slayer Soldiers from Black Wind Valley coming to reinforce them.

Ding Chen frowned.

Ninth Battalion.

In the largest tent of the Cooks' Camp, Liao Zipeng hadn't rested yet, waiting for news from Ding Chen and the others.

It wasn't until a quarter past midnight that Second Lieutenant Lu strode into the tent. He glanced at Liao Zipeng, his expression extremely solemn, and said, "Brother Peng, Ding Chen is alive, and they've held Black Wind Valley!"

"What??"

Liao Zipeng shot up from his seat, looking at Second Lieutenant Lu in shock. "Did that demon squad's Demon Men not make a move?"

Second Lieutenant Lu shook his head. "I'm not sure, but Ding Chen is alive and still has fifty to sixty men under his command who can fight."

A cold glint flashed in Liao Zipeng's eyes. "That must mean the Great Demons and Demon Men didn't attack, otherwise how could they have survived!"

Second Lieutenant Lu pondered for a moment. "I think so too. Otherwise, with Ding Chen's mid to late Blood Moving Realm strength, how could he possibly hold off Great Demons and Demon Men!"

"Right, it must be that the Great Demons and Demon Men were unable to spare the time!" Liao Zipeng nodded and muttered, "Ding Chen really has good luck..."

Second Lieutenant Lu raised his eyelids. "Sir, should we notify them to return to camp?"

"Return where? Let them hold out until dawn," Liao Zipeng snorted, then waved his hand. "Go back to sleep!"

In front of Black Wind Valley.

Time passed midnight, and everyone was tired and weary.

Ding Chen's expression was blank, but there was a deep coldness in his eyes. He knew when he arrived that Black Wind Valley was a trap, but he hadn't expected Liao Zipeng to be so excessive.

It was already past midnight, and still no Demon Slayer Soldiers had come to replace them.

Even if they weren't replacing them, they should at least let them withdraw to the camp to rest!

Bastard!

Ding Chen was furious, but he didn't show it.

"Xianzi, you guys rest, I'll take the night watch." Ding Chen turned to Chen Xian and the others. He decided to go to the front to relieve Qin Fei on watch, allowing everyone else to rest.

Especially Chen Xian, if not for him today, everyone would have died here. He deserved the most credit.

After fighting all day, he had to let him rest.

"Brother Ding, let me go instead. My eyesight and hearing are better than yours, so I can detect any disturbance promptly," Chen Xian said, opening his eyes.

He did this because he wanted to continue improving his [Ox Demon Golden Flame Technique] at the front.

How could Ding Chen let him go, but Chen Xian insisted.

"Xianzi, you!"

Ding Chen was speechless. Seeing that he couldn't dissuade Chen Xian, he said, "You can go to the front, but you have to switch out every hour."

"Okay!"

Chen Xian nodded and went three miles ahead to replace Qin Fei, sending him to the rear.

He dismounted and found a dry spot to sit cross-legged.

A moment later, dark golden flame qi surged around him, and a five-meter-tall Ox Demon figure condensed behind him, becoming even more solid, like a true Ox Demon, with blood-red eyes emitting immense power.

[After a thousand months of arduous cultivation, your Ox Demon Golden Flame Technique is perfected, Jade Sea Realm is perfected.]

[Realm: Jade Sea Perfection]

[Experience: 6776 points]

[Lifespan: Two hundred ninety-nine years]

Looking at the panel notification, Chen Xian gave a bitter smile. It had cost him 15,000 experience points to reach the perfection of the Jade Sea Realm.

The remaining 6776 experience points were probably not even enough to deduce the subsequent cultivation techniques.

What made Chen Xian happy was his lifespan, nearly three hundred years old!

The next day.

As the morning light spilled onto the blood-red earth, outside the Ninth Battalion, a group of people slowly approached from the west, facing the dawn.

When the soldiers guarding the camp saw them clearly, they were all dumbfounded.

"Th-that, that cook soldier... someone's still alive?" One soldier's speech even stuttered.

The other soldiers were also too surprised to speak.

They had heard that there was a demon squad on the west side of Black Wind Valley, led by a Great Demon.

"What? Those hundred-odd rookie cook soldiers are still alive?"

Soon, the Demon Slayer Soldiers of the vanguard were also astonished.

As the news spread, many people didn't believe it. Chewing on meat, they walked out of their tents and looked towards the entrance of the main camp.

They saw a team of cook soldiers, their bodies covered in dried bloodstains, slowly walking into the camp under the morning sun, as if clad in bloody rosy clouds.

Their eyes, their faces, their very bones...

Exuded a trembling aura.