"Damn it! Are you really going to kill us all?"
At the summit of Mount Tian, an old man wearing a mask was fleeing for his life. It was clear that he had excellent lightness skills, almost like flying.
In the blink of an eye, it appeared a hundred meters away, then quickly turned and fled.
Behind him, streaks of blood-red sword energy, each over ten meters wide, roared towards him, narrowly missing him by a hair's breadth.
These sword energies struck the snow-capped mountains of Mount Tian, causing the mountains to collapse and avalanches to erupt.
No matter how dangerous the avalanche was, it couldn't stop the pursuers, who relentlessly chased after the old man in front of them.
" Di Shitian, didn't you mock my swordsmanship before, saying it wasn't even finished? Now I've come back to you, so let's see if I've finished yet?"
Like a demon, Jian Chen leisurely followed behind Di Shitian, relentlessly hunting down this stray dog.
The Peerless Demon Sword in his hand was exactly the same as the Peerless Sword that Bu Jingyun use in the future, but it was a convergence of all kinds of violent killing intent, evil, and demonic intent in the Sword Realm.
Although its material is slightly inferior to the Peerless Sword forged from the Heaven-Mending Stone used by Nüwa to mend the sky, it is still a rare divine weapon thanks to the blessing of various negative energies.
At this moment, with the divine weapon combined with the even more powerful sword Jian Chen, Di Shitian was beaten into a pulp, forced to flee for his life.
"Shameless brat! I spared you back then, but it was the Dongying Jue Wushen who killed your master. Why are you taking your anger out on me?"
Di Shitian was also shouting as he fled; he had long since realized that Jian Chen had come for revenge.
This kid had several opportunities to quickly kill him, but he didn't. Instead, he toyed with him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Unfortunately, Di Shitian was someone who valued his life extremely much and would not let go of any chance of survival, which is why he was relentlessly pursued by Jian Chen.
" Jue Wushen! Heh, I won't let him go either. After I kill you and drain all your Phoenix Blood, I'll go to Dongying to settle accounts with that guy."
"None of you can escape!"
Jian Chen pursued relentlessly. His first visit to Di Shitian was not because he was easy to bully, but because he had discovered Di Shitian's secret when he went to Mount Tian.
Di Shitian is the former Xu Fu. This guy drank Phoenix Blood and lived for thousands of years, transforming himself from a sorcerer into an old monster in the Wind and Cloud World.
After Jian Chen became possessed by a demon, his desires were amplified to an infinite degree.
The Twelve Swords of Xuanyin drove him to contend for the world and crave endless power; the Demon Chief tempted him, leading him to indulge in extreme killing and experience the joy of dominating life; and he himself also enjoyed these temptations.
The two chased and fled, soon entering the heart of the Central Plains, but what awaited them was not a bustling city, but a series of ghost towns that resembled Hell.
Dead, undead monsters roamed the streets, the ground littered with pieces of flesh and blood, and the stench was overwhelming.
Even a seasoned monster like Di Shitian, who had witnessed the rise and fall of countless dynasties, couldn't help but stop and take a look.
A crimson sword aura attacked from behind. Di Shitian instinctively dodged, but instead of fleeing as usual, he turned and angrily shouted:
"Stop it. If you're going to kill me, just kill me directly. If not, check this first—something terrible has happened!"
"Oh? What could have made you stop running?"
Jian Chen sheathed his sword and stepped forward, intending to investigate further.
Then, even he, who was possessed by a demon, was startled by the scene before him.
This is one of the most famous cities in the Central Plains, with a population of tens of thousands year-round. Di Shitian even planned to enter this large city to shake off Jian Chen's pursuit.
The shock of a large city with hundreds of thousands of inhabitants being reduced to zombies was immense for people in ancient times who had never experienced the power of cinema.
"Death energy! Such dense death energy! Let me see what's going on! How can there be such dense death energy!"
Sword Chief roared within the Peerless Demon Sword, Jian Chen had placed restrictions on it, making it difficult for it to detect anything outside.
The more he became obsessed with demonic possession, the more self-centered he became. Jian Chen was wary of anything that might be beyond his control.
"What's going on?" Jian Chen asked Di Shitian.
"Who would have known? I've been chased by you all this way, how would I have known?"
Looking at the walking corpses roaming the city, Di Shitian noticed that these things were somewhat similar to the strange and supernatural creatures described in the tales of alchemists, but not entirely the same.
"You boast about having lived for thousands of years, yet you don't even have this much knowledge?"
"I have lived for thousands of years, but I study the human heart, not these things."
Seeing that Jian Chen didn't make a move, and fueled by his resentment at being chased all the way, Di Shitian became less polite to Jian Chen.
"This thing is clearly not from this world. If you ask me, it's more like something caused by the demonic sword in your hand."
"Filthy and malevolent, it's clearly not of this world. Perhaps it's a demon that came to earth with you when you returned!"
Di Shitian had long harbored reservations about Jian Chen's demonic sword, and he also knew that this Wind and Cloud World was not limited to the human realm.
To put it simply, the concept of reincarnation is clearly present in the Wind and Cloud World, and he has witnessed it firsthand over the past two thousand years.
Add to that the Sword Realm and the Nine Empty Unbounded Realm, which are either naturally formed or created by people, and you can imagine anything.
No one can say for sure whether these walking corpses are demons that sprang from some ravine. The only certainty is that the Central Plains has suffered a calamity.
Di Shitian is an old man who likes to play around in the human world. If everyone dies, what's the point of his games?
The same goes for Jian Chen. Although he entered the demonic path, he is not the kind of demon who wants to destroy everything. Under the influence of the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin, he is more inclined to be a demon who rules the world.
For either of them, such a large-scale catastrophe was not a good thing.
However, those who deserve to be killed must still be killed.
Before Di Shitian could react, Jian Chen struck again, and this time it was no longer a joke.
The Peerless Demon Sword, carrying unparalleled killing intent, attacked Di Shitian, but the expected resistance did not materialize.
A single sword strike, piercing through the heart!
"Heh~ I knew you were going to make a move against me, but I'm tired of chasing you. If you like the Phoenix Blood, take it."
Di Shitian looked at Jian Chen with a relieved expression, his eyes seemingly filled with a smile.
"Something has happened to the world; it's become less fun and less interesting. In this situation, dying might not be such a bad thing."
" Jian Chen, I'm waiting for you. I'll be waiting for you down there!"
The immortal elder met his end, dying before he could continue his plans or schemes, at the hands of Duan Lang.
Jian Chen looked disdainful and made no comment on Di Shitian's passing. He simply took advantage of the moment to draw all the blood from Di Shitian's body and then found a place to refine it.
With the Phoenix Blood, his strength can be further enhanced. No matter what happens in the Central Plains, he is destined to become the Dominator of the world.