Chapter 92: Eliminating Demons to Defend Oneself

  An Jing swallowed the blood in his mouth and aimed the ing Sword Case at the sinborn demon.

  Blue-green currents crackled along the metal rails. The spiritual energy in the spiritual energy furnace had run dry before it was fully charged, f An Jing to rely on his own Internal Energy to power the sword case.

  The instant he saw the Heavenly Demon, An Jing immediately reized it as a karmic remna behind in Hanging Fate Valley—back when the Heavenly Demon had been sealed by fragments of the Sword Spirit.

  It was the final trial of his current escape.

  As long as he could defeat it, no one would ever be able to catch up to him again.

  But if he failed to defeat it… there would be no future at all.

  “Such a big target—let’s see just how tough a Martial Vein Realm body really is!”

  Without hesitation, he eled most of his Internal Energy into the sword case. The targeting formation in An Jing’s eyes locked squarely onto the Heavenly Demon’s head.

  Fire!

  Boom! A white sword ray tore through the air, powered by every bit of trated spiritual energy. The sinborn demon sehe threat; its scarlet, toad-like eyes suddenly dited as it let out a shrill cry and thrust forward a sharp cw.

  That cw attack burst forth with thunderous rumbles. Layer upon yer of visible white shockwaves rippled around its cw tip and wrist—this strike had uedly reached the “Thunderous Sound” realm.

  It was trying to seize the flying sword with its bare hand!

  Bang! The flying sword struck the sinborn demon’s palm and exploded in all dires. The creature howled in pain as one of its cwed fingers was blown off, and its body was driven back over ten zhang.

  If it had been just the flying sword on its own, at most it would have drawn some blood and ripped a bit of flesh from its palm.

  However, the thunderous power shook its entire body, and hidden within that small flying sword was a surprisingly sharp demon-sying sword i. It cut through its bck scales, causing murky, oil-like blood to seep from between its cws!

  This was the sword i empowerment of the Fuxie Sword Spirit! It indeed had a specialized and powerful effect against Heavenly Demons and other fiendish creatures.

  Fixing its gaze on An Jing with arm, the sinborn demon unleashed an ear-splitting roar—like metal cws scraping gss—that set nerves on edge and made one’s legs go weak. Even An Ji his Internal Energy ; he had to steady his mind to suppress it.

  This was the so-called “demonic sound.” The sinborn demon suspected that some powerful talisman ical Artifa An Jing’s possession enabled him to cause such harm. He used this mind-disrupting attack, hoping to force that power to reveal itself.

  It guessed correctly, yet it had not anticipated that An Jing’s mental resilience would be so formidable; despite the demonic sound, he could still move freely.

  There was hope—if he grew just a bit stronger and nded a strike on its vital spot, he could deliver a fatal blow!

  that even at full power, the ing Sword Case enhanced by the Subduing Evil Sword Spirit’s sword i had only lightly injured his foe—and that its demonic roar alone could shake his Internal Energy—An Jing found himself more delighted than afraid.

  Ultimately, it all came down to firepower. From his past-life experience, An Jing khat iianyuan Realm, firearms and sword cases were already onpce—more firepower was just a matter of cost!

  Though the demonic sound disrupted his Internal Energy circution, plig direct trol of Magical Artifacts, who could say there were no other ways iianyuan Realm to ter such mental interference?

  Moreover, if he advanced just one more stage in the Radiant White Spirit Diviri, his resistao that sort of suppression would surely increase signifitly!

  All in all, just probing the enemy’s powers and defenses was already a signifit triumph!

  Having achieved his goals, An Jing did not hesitate. Before the furious, uain sinborn demon could strike agaiurned a off the cliff.

  【Loathsome humans!】

  The sinborn demon lu full speed, but upon reag the cliff’s edge, it saw only a ing, muddy river. Its perception of An Jing had vanished entirely.

  【He threw himself into the river to escape…】

  Gazing at the powerful current, the demon’s eyes fshed with unease. As the sayi, “flowing water does not stagnate, and a moving door hinge does not rust”—all fluid, ever-ging forces greatly strained demonic beings.

  Even the Great Heavenly Demon in Hanging Fate Valley, which was parable to this demon’s true form, could be sealed by the might of a hundred rivers. This demon was no exception. Without prote, diving recklessly into such living waters would only lead to being worn down by the power of mountains and rivers.

  Meanwhile, at the skyline’s edges, four flying shuttles of varying designs sehe residual shockwaves of the battle and hurtled toward the se at maximum speed.

  The Demonic Sect was chasing An Jing, while Great pursued the Demonic Sect. Oer another, both forces verged at exactly the same time!

  They were met by the furious sinborn demon’s most powerful strike.

  With a low roar, the sinborn demon—covered in broken horns, scales, and patches of fur—split open at the waist to reveal a gaping maw. A jet-bck beam nced forth, like a toad flig its tongue or a scorpion snapping its tail. In an instant, it strue of Great ’s flying shuttles.

  Veiled in pitch-bck Demonic Qi, that darkness—along with scarlet blood essend a greenish wood-attribute qi—was drawn bato the gaping maw in the demon’s abdomen a few breaths ter. Meanwhile, the corroded, bed wreck of the shuttle, along with the charred skeletons of its octs, fell from the sky.

  Several Red Armuards, presumably at the Internal Fortification level, emerged from the haze, r with protective spiritual light c their bodies. They gazed in shocked fusion at the sinister creature below.

  “It’s a sinborn demon from the ‘Xiuming’ lineage!”

  A Red Armuard bellowed, “Damn it! It’s already been cultivated to the level of an ‘Eerie Demon.’ How many is were sacrificed to make that happen? Demonic Sect! You are all damned!”

  “Go to hell!” someone from the Demonic Sect roared back. “It was clearly yreat Demon taining Guards who released it. You’re stirring up demons to foment chaos, then pinning it on us?”

  “If it hadn’t been for a Demonic Sesider tearing the grand formation, how could this sinborn demon have broken free of the Demon-Imprisoning Formation?”

  Having lost a flying shuttle and several rades—and now insulted and falsely accused—the Red Armuard exploded in fury: “You wretches dare snder us? Today, we’ll wipe out the Heavenly Demon and your entire beastly lot iroke!”

  “Enough. Everyone, calm yourselves. The Heavenly Demon is a threat to all of humanity. Until randmasters arrive, we must prevent it from growing any stronger!”

  Amid the turmoil, a martial artist from the Demonic Sect shouted, “You dogs of the Imperial Court—let’s join forces for now!”

  With that, he charged at the sinborn demon first, brandishing his bde to lead the assault.

  “We won’t kill you—at least not for now!”

  Surprisingly, the Great ti also tamped down their rage. They deployed several martial artists before their shuttle asded to a higher altitude.

  Enormous crossbows at the shuttle’s edges fired hefty siege bolts in rapid succession, f the fiend to dodge frantically.

  And so, a chaotic demoermination battle erupted in the northwestern mountains.

  Unaware of the turmoil behind him, An Jing had long siorn through the Grand Void in midair, departing to another world.

  Upourning to the junkyard area he Tianyuan Realm, he resolved to head to Xuay and find the bck market, regardless of the risks.

  Only there could he acquire all the cultivation resources he sently needed… and secure eveer firepower!

  (End of Chapter)