A Strike From Afar

Roar!

With his tiger claw severed, the Lesser Demon King let out a mournful roar.

In the next instant, he transformed directly into his true form: a black tiger about ten feet long. While not as massive as other demons, its body was as hard as steel.

He roared and lunged at Chen Xian, biting and tearing.

Chen Xian swiftly retreated, drawing his blade. The Demon-Slaying Blade Technique was executed to its peak, his blade light forming an impenetrable defense.

Clang, clang, clang, clang…

Chen Xian didn't know the exact rank of the Demon-Slaying Blade Technique, but its power was decent, having long since reached the perfected realm.

With each strike against the Black Tiger Lesser Demon King's body, the other tiger claw was soon severed as well.

Blood gushed out.

The Black Tiger Lesser Demon King's eyes were bloodshot. Roaring, he turned to flee.

With both arms broken, he had no chance of killing the human youth before him.

He could only escape.

How could Chen Xian let him escape? He surged forward, fully activating the Jade Sea Furnace, his Yuan force erupting and coiling around his long saber.

Activating the [Ox Demon Golden Flame Technique] mental cultivation method, his blade light instantly became ten times sharper.

Slish!

A massive head flew off, rolling into the distance.

[Sacrificed the soul of a late-stage Lesser Demon King, gaining 40,000 experience points.]

The system prompt made Chen Xian's heart surge with excitement.

The experience points for killing a Lesser Demon King were truly substantial.

The surrounding demons who were still fleeing were stunned, staring at the massive black tiger head rolling on the bloody ground.

"The Little Tiger King is dead!"

A Great Demon roared, unsure whether to order the demons to retreat or continue their attack.

"Attack!"

Another Great Demon roared. The Little Tiger King was dead, but the Black Tiger King was still alive and fighting the human powerhouses. They could not retreat; they could only advance.

"Kill!"

The horde of demons roared and continued their charge westward and northward into the Blood River Forest.

Chen Xian's expression was grim. Watching hundreds of demons surge past him, he felt anxious, but he still broke open the Little Tiger King's chest with a single saber strike and retrieved the bloody Demon Core, the size of a fist.

Standing up, Chen Xian surged forward, pursuing the demons.

Even though half the Yuan Qi in his Jade Sea was depleted and two-thirds of his Yuan force was gone, he could kill these demons with a single strike each.

Even Great Demons couldn't withstand a single blow from him.

Chen Xian moved like lightning. Fighting on the ground, his saber was more effective than a spear. The saber was a bit light, but with his Yuan Qi coiled around it, cutting down demons below the Demon Man level was like slicing through tofu.

In just a moment, Chen Xian had killed seventy to eighty demons.

The system prompts flashed incessantly.

If he continued killing like this, as long as those three thousand demons didn't escape, his experience points might reach 200,000.

Soon, Chen Xian burst out of the Blood River Forest.

Over three hundred demons had fallen to his blade, only a tenth of the three thousand demons.

He leaped up, landing on the crown of a large tree, and looked towards Seven Mile Peak. His expression turned solemn.

From a distance of over ten miles, he could only see a cloud of blood mist rising and hear the sounds of a brutal battle.

The battlefield was truly cruel and unforgiving!

No matter how strong he was, soldiers would still fall alongside him.

No one could be everywhere at once, not even someone as powerful as Pei Menglong. Demon Slayer Soldiers died every day.

"Kill!"

Chen Xian growled. He couldn't stem the tide of the current situation tonight; he could only do his best to salvage it.

He immediately charged into the demon horde, cutting his way towards Seven Mile Peak.

Below Seven Mile Peak.

The battle was incredibly fierce.

Demon corpses littered the ground, as did the bodies of Cook Soldiers, strewn about haphazardly.

"Brother Ding, let's retreat!"

Wang Yan was also injured, his body covered in blood.

Ding Chen thrust his spear through a demon and retreated to Wang Yan's side. "We can't retreat. We're already surrounded!"

Wang Yan gave a bitter smile. Yes, they were surrounded, with demons densely packed all around.

Behind him, less than half of the hundred cook soldiers were still able to fight; most had died, and many were severely wounded.

The same was true for Ding Chen's hundred men.

Qin Fei's situation was even more tragic.

The cook soldiers formed a circle, still resisting the demons' attacks.

"Brother Ding, what do we do?"

With Chen Xian gone, Qin Fei could only ask Ding Chen.

Ding Chen's eyes were filled with despair. Heaven had ultimately not given them a chance to turn the tables, leaving him to die at the foot of this small Seven Mile Peak.

"Fight!" he roared with unwillingness.

Upon hearing this, Qin Fei, Wang Yan, Xue Qishan, and Luo Ying shouted, "Fight!"

The cook soldiers also roared, "Fight!"

Their morale was soaring.

"Vile humans, damnable humans, kill them...!" a demon man shouted coldly.

The battle was decided; the hundred or so cook soldiers before them would become their meal.

Slash!

A cold light flashed, and the demon man who was shouting had his head fly off into the sky, followed by a gush of blood.

With a thump, his head fell into the circle formed by the cook soldiers.

The demon man's eyes widened in disbelief. Moments later, his head transformed into that of a Thunder Patterned Leopard.

Ding Chen and the others were stunned.

The demons were also stunned!

Boom!

Just then, a figure broke through the demons and charged in, covered in blood.

"Brother Xian, it's Brother Xian!" Xue Qishan shouted excitedly.

Ding Chen and the others finally snapped back to reality. "Kill!"

Chen Xian's arrival gave them a surge of confidence, and they roared as they charged towards the demons.

Chen Xian didn't delay either. The demons were concentrated at the foot of Seven Mile Peak, numbering over two thousand. It was a perfect opportunity to gain experience.

"Kill!"

He let out a low roar and plunged back into the demon horde.

In less than fifteen minutes, the demons were in full retreat, scattering back towards the Blood River Forest.

In the night sky.

Heavy rain poured down. The Black Tiger King was fighting Pei Menglong and another young general in silver armor alone. He had dozens of wounds all over his body, and blood flowed freely.

Pei Menglong and the other general were slightly better off, completely suppressing the Black Tiger King.

"Damn it!"

The Black Tiger King's weapon was a golden ring saber. He unleashed his full power, forcing Pei Menglong and the other general back with a single saber strike. His blood-red eyes swept across the battlefield, discovering that three Lesser Demon Kings were dead, seven or eight Demon Lords were dead, and over ten demon men had been killed by someone.

The demon army of ten thousand was also reduced to less than five thousand demons.

"Retreat to the camp!"

The Black Tiger King roared, his voice carrying far, audible to demons ten kilometers away.

Chen Xian, who was in the thick of the fight, glanced up at the night sky. His gaze flickered slightly.

Earlier, he had only seen Pei Menglong fighting the Black Tiger King alone. Now, he realized that another young general-level expert from the Ninth Battalion had arrived. Even with both of them working together, they hadn't managed to kill the Black Tiger King.

It seemed the Black Tiger King's strength was truly terrifying.

Chen Xian quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to pursue the retreating demons.

Saber light flashed, and demons fell like wheat being cut.

Moments later, Chen Xian had pursued them across the Blood River, killing at least seven hundred demons.

"Damn humans!"

As the Black Tiger King fled towards the camp, he looked back and saw the valiant Chen Xian in the forest, killing a demon with every saber strike.

Angered, he let out a cold snort. The golden ring saber in his hand hummed, and from ten kilometers away, it shot towards Chen Xian.

Hmm?

Chen Xian, who was fighting with great enthusiasm, suddenly felt a dangerous aura. He looked up and saw a streak of bloody light flying towards him from afar.

In an instant, the hairs on his body stood on end.

He mobilized all the vital energy in his Jade Sea and the primal power in his Furnace, forming a strong protective wind around himself.

The Ox Demon Body Refinement materialized behind him, roaring as it shielded Chen Xian.

Even so, the bloody saber broke through the air, and he swung his saber to block it.

Crack!

The straight saber in his hand broke instantly. The golden ring saber bang struck his chest armor.