Slaughter

Before Qin Yang's eyes, Zhou Weichan's body rapidly swelled, his sinews and muscles turning a strange dark black, black currents winding around him. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant over two meters tall.

"Qin Yang!"

"This is my true strength!"

Zhou Weichan roared and abruptly appeared before Qin Yang. The Crescent Spade in his hand cleaved out a pitch-black arc and crashed down with savage force!

"Now this is getting interesting!"

Qin Yang burst into laughter. His blood and qi erupted fiercely within him as both hands gripped the hilt of the Great Chopper and hacked down heavily.

Boom!

A blast of sound exploded out of thin air.

The Great Chopper seemed to become a mountain, weighty and immovable as it smashed viciously toward Zhou Weichan!

Boom!!!

The instant the Crescent Spade and Great Chopper collided.

The ground beneath their feet exploded violently.

A figure shot away, crashing through several trees.

"Hahaha, can't even take this little bit of strength?"

"Qin Yang, you're still far too weak!"

Zhou Weichan laughed hideously, wielding the Crescent Spade one-handed as he turned into an afterimage and charged over viciously.

"What a joke. This young master hasn't even put in any real strength yet!!!"

A crazed roar suddenly echoed through the forest.

Before Zhou Weichan could react, he felt an icy chill rush straight at his face.

His heart tightened. He abruptly shifted from offense to defense, the muscles in both arms forcibly sweeping the Crescent Spade across to block that streak of freezing cold.

Clang!

A terrifyingly frigid force struck the Crescent Spade with brutal force. Zhou Weichan could not hold steady and staggered back several meters before regaining his footing.

Only then did Zhou Weichan clearly see Qin Yang's current appearance.

Qin Yang held the Great Chopper in one hand, his hair disheveled. His sturdy muscles writhed and bulged, while his entire body was wrapped in Azure Flow.

Vaguely, the Azure Flow seemed to form the outline of a gigantic snake, hissing toward the heavens.

A bone-chilling cold continuously radiated from Qin Yang's body.

It made him seem like a massive block of ice.

"You hadn't used inner qi at all until now?!"

Zhou Weichan's expression changed slightly.

"No. This is my first time using Turtle-Snake Qi."

"You'd better cherish it."

Qin Yang grinned.

He currently felt that his body was in an extremely strange state.

The Turtle-Snake Art was divided into two states.

Turtle Stillness, Snake Motion.

All this time, Qin Yang had remained in the Turtle Stillness state, driving Turtle-Snake Qi to temper his entire body.

Once he entered the Snake Motion state.

Qin Yang felt his entire body fill with a freezing yet explosively violent power.

"Is that so?"

A cold smile appeared on Zhou Weichan's face. The Crescent Spade in his hand suddenly bloomed with black light and swept toward Qin Yang at extreme speed, raising a wild, shrieking gale.

Azure Flow surged rapidly around Qin Yang's body. With a low roar, he raised the Great Chopper and brought it down in a heavy slash!

Clang clang clang~~~

One black and one blue figure clashed madly.

As the Turtle-Snake Qi around Qin Yang continuously dispersed, frost formed over the flowers, grass, and trees of the forest.

"Secret Art: Black Star!"

Zhou Weichan suddenly bellowed. The Crescent Spade in his hand plunged down violently, smashing against Qin Yang's Great Chopper like a black star!

Boom!

Qin Yang only felt both hands shake violently as the Great Chopper in his grasp shattered and exploded apart!

At the same time.

Qin Yang let out a furious roar, used Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow, and abruptly closed in on Zhou Weichan. A fierce Arhat Bell Crash struck him squarely in the chest.

Bang!

Zhou Weichan only felt a freezing current constantly eroding his body. He violently swung the Crescent Spade, smashing it toward Qin Yang's head!

Boom!!!

Qin Yang did not dodge. He circulated Turtle-Snake Qi with all his strength, forming a qi shield like ice.

The tremendous impact still made blood pour from Qin Yang's seven orifices.

Yet he grinned, both palms striking out in a chain like racing thunder!!!

Rumble rumble rumble~~~

The sound of thunder rang without end.

Zhou Weichan howled madly as his body suffered blow after blow. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, both hands repeatedly smashing the Crescent Spade toward Qin Yang!

The sharp Crescent Spade sliced through the Primordial Qi Shield, carving horrific wounds across Qin Yang's body. Blood spurted forth like spring water.

The two of them simply risked their lives, seeing who would die first!

Qin Yang's gaze was cold and focused.

He had long entered Zen Meditation, casting life and death entirely aside!

He had only one thought now: beat Zhou Weichan to death!!!

Boom!!!

Zhou Weichan's breastbone continuously caved in. He was beaten until he vomited blood in great mouthfuls, wailing madly.

With the final roar!

Zhou Weichan screamed. His hands fell limply, and the Crescent Spade dropped heavily to the ground.

His chest had been brutally pierced through by a bloody hand.

Squelch!

Qin Yang pulled out his hand.

Zhou Weichan's entire body fell to the ground.

"You and I... on the Other Shore... wait... for you..."

After Zhou Weichan finished these words in broken fragments, he closed his eyes for good.

Blood flowed from Qin Yang's entire body as he gasped heavily.

"Young Master!"

Qian Hai rushed out from a patch of forest.

He had actually been spying in secret all along.

"Bring me the medicine. Stop the bleeding from my wounds."

Qin Yang felt his head swimming.

Qian Hai hurriedly took out the medicinal powder he carried and applied it to Qin Yang's wounds.

At this moment.

Li Baling and Xiao Huan, having heard no more movement from the forest, also got down from the carriage.

When they saw Qin Yang's present condition.

Xiao Huan turned pale with fright and hurried to Qian Hai's side to help.

Li Baling stood rooted to the spot, at a complete loss over what to do.

After a while.

The wounds on Qin Yang's body were finally bandaged.

His face pale, he looked at Zhou Weichan's corpse and said softly, "Find some firewood and burn his body. Then we'll leave quickly."

He knew that the Other Shore Cult possessed some kind of sinister art.

Burning him to ashes would be safer.

Li Baling finally found something to do and hurriedly went to gather some Withered Branches and wood.

As a great fire rose, Zhou Weichan's corpse quickly turned to ashes within the flames.

Qin Yang and the others returned to the large carriage and set off once again.

"Qin Yang... who was that person just now?"

Li Baling could not help asking.

"From the Other Shore Cult."

"I killed many of their people, so they came looking for me."

Qin Yang could still smile.

"The Other Shore Cult? How come I've never heard of it?" Li Baling was slightly taken aback.

"There are some things beyond your reach." Qin Yang smiled faintly.

Li Baling did not ask further, merely sitting in the carriage and beginning to stare blankly into space.

Qin Yang needed rest. Once he confirmed they were far from Linjiang City, he leaned against the carriage and fell asleep.

The night was pitch-black.

A white-robed elder slowly walked into the Dense Forest.

Very soon, a patch of scorched ground appeared before him.

"Zhou Weichan actually died."

"I never expected a small Lineage in the Outer City to be hiding such a person."

"Pity he got away."

The white-robed old man's gaze was cold and sinister.

The arrangements in Linjiang City had reached their most critical point. He simply could not get away.

For now, he could not avenge this grudge.

"What a pity. Even the corpse was burned. Otherwise, it could have been refined into a Corpse Fiend."

The white-robed old man shook his head and waved his sleeve.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

A strange wind rose, scattering the ashes and dust across the ground.

After finishing everything, the white-robed old man's figure slowly vanished like a ghost.