Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Battle Against Three Monsters (Part 1)_1

At the moment when that unfamiliar demonic power erupted in the sky,

uncertainty grew in the Unicorn Tiger Demon’s heart.

Aside from the Thousand Demon Cave, could there be other wild demons that had entered the cave as well?

But in just an instant, its expression changed dramatically.

The overwhelming killing intent was actually aimed at itself!

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Without the slightest hesitation, the golden horn on the Unicorn Tiger Demon’s forehead transformed into a stream of light, which gathered into its right palm, solidifying into a domineering golden blade.

It swung the blade fiercely towards the sky.

For demons, refining the wondrous objects on their bodies into weapons was a common practice.

The Unicorn Tiger Demon’s singular horn was famously ferocious, comparable even to a magical treasure.

No one knew how many souls it had claimed, earning it the illustrious title of Golden Blade Demon King.

Clang—

The black mist surrounding the Abyssal Longblade suddenly dispersed.

In contrast, the golden blade shone brilliantly with an imposing aura, actually causing some cracks to appear on the dark blade.

The superior was immediately apparent.

But unlike the weapons, as the Tiger Demon held the golden blade, its mighty arms bulged like small hills and cracked ominously; it couldn’t withstand even a single breath before it was forced to kneel under the immense pressure!

Its knees slammed onto the ground with a thunderous impact, and frightening cracks instantly spread across the surface, causing the surrounding mountains to seem to tremble.

And the scene that then revealed itself to everyone was even more chilling.

They saw a handsome young man holding the blade in one hand, while his other hand was effortlessly carrying a scholar with a stunned expression.

With just one hand, he could keep a Demon King from standing up?!

What terrifying strength!

Immediately after, the young man casually tossed the scholar towards Chen Zhong.

His gaze fell on the Abyssal Longblade, now showing a few cracks, and then shifted back to the Tiger Demon.

A vivid crimson light burst forth again from beneath his black robe.

Only at this moment did the Tiger Demon realize where that demonic energy had come from.

To condense a Dao Infant with demonic power…

What kind of assassin was this?

The domineering golden blade quickly lost many of its advantages, the blunt edge pressing directly against the demon’s throat, causing it to sweat profusely while only able to utter a plea for help.

“Go!”

Next to the Tiger Demon, two figures acted; a Rat Demon opened its mouth and spewed out a malodorous gray fog, with dots of firelight within, shooting towards the young man’s face like swift arrows.

Shen Yi dodged to the side, but his eyes still felt a scorching irritation.

A red mist rose within his dark pupils.

He abruptly drew his sword, and just as the Tiger Demon was about to sigh in relief, the sharp blade had already plunged into its neck.

Squirt—

Blood spurted out vilely.

To the side, the dark-faced man slammed a palm forward, and Shen Yi responded by striking out with his own hand.

Palm met palm, and crackling sounds ensued.

The dark-faced man’s entire arm was torn open, sharp broken bones protruding.

But the strike was just a feint.

The scorpion tail shooting from behind was the real deadly move!

The stinger shone with a sinister light as it pierced into Shen Yi’s shoulder.

The dark-faced man winced in pain, his features distorting, but his eyes stayed fixated on the young man’s shoulder, showing a trace of delight.

But that delight turned to shock in an instant.

The normally invincible scorpion stinger, powered by all of his might, had only managed to break the skin of his opponent.

The stinger harbored a potent venom that even a Dao Infant could not withstand.

But it hadn’t even come close to reaching the Dao Infant.

“What the hell is this!”

The Scorpion Demon saw the opponent’s hand reaching for its tail, and quickly retracted, distancing itself by more than thirty feet, giving up on the assassination attempt.

It was said that the Dao Infant was the true essence of a Primordial Grandmaster.

But unless it was absolutely necessary, no one wanted to give up their physical body.

Moreover, the opponent was merely at the Initial Realm Primordial, and the Dao Infant was far from being able to act independently without a physical body.

The poison had already seeped into his body, and it would only take a moment to paralyze him completely.

At least the Golden Blade Demon King had been saved.

“…”

Shen Yi decisively let go of the blade handle.

The Golden Blade Demon King, now holding the Mo Dao’s sharp edge tightly with his massive tiger paws, finally pulled it out from his throat, ready to retreat with force, when he saw the young man in front of him raise his hand and smash a punch towards him.

“Roar!”

With a muffled roar, the Golden Blade on the ground transformed into a stream of light returning to its forehead, reverting back to a horn.

And with that dazzling golden horn, it viciously rammed forward!

No matter how strong a body was, it was merely made of flesh and blood, no match for its horn that had been tempered for ten thousand years.

Just then, it suddenly felt a chill striking its face.

Beneath Shen Yi’s pale palm, a cold and eerie chill emerged suddenly.

In an instant, it was as if the surroundings had fallen into an ice cave.

Even the distant Primordial Grandmasters felt their Dao Infants getting sluggish.

And the Tiger Demon facing this punch widened its eyes, as though even the boiling demonic blood inside it had frozen.

Boom!

Shen Yi’s fist collided with the unicorn horn.

Under the envelopment of frost, the radiance of the golden horn swiftly dimmed, and under the bombardment of boundless might, it suddenly cracked, the surging force pouring down on the Tiger Demon’s forehead!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The body of the Golden Blade Demon King was blasted away, and the Rat Demon, wishing to steady its form, was instead fiercely knocked to the ground, gasping for breath and spitting out fresh red blood.

Amidst the deafening roar,

The Tiger Demon’s golden horn broke, its frontal bone shattered, and its body seemed as though it was a stone cracked by frost, its limbs twitching, unable even to perform the simple act of standing up.

“…”

A blade, a palm, a punch.

From beginning to end, not more than twenty breaths’ time had passed.

Before the eyes of two Upper Realm Demon Kings, he had decisively crippled the Golden Blade Demon King.

Not to mention the other Primordial Sect masters, even the highest ranking Chen Zhong and Zheng Zisheng felt a hint of fear.

Such strength, it was feared, could only be compared to those extreme experts who had accumulated years of experience in the Primordial Realm.

The scholar, still in a state of confusion, awkwardly rubbed his lower back and swept his gaze around.

His eyes lingered momentarily on the long robe of Zheng Zisheng.

There was a trace of peculiarity in his look.

Immediately afterward, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and obediently followed at Chen Zhong’s side.

Grandmaster Shen had previously thrown him to this old man, indicating he was to be trusted.

“Huff.”

Shen Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, glancing sideways at his shoulder.

The severe poison from the scorpion’s tail needle had been mostly consumed by the toad lord.

Despite some pain, it wasn’t a major concern.

After giving a command to Qinghua, she picked up the Abyssal Longblade and leapt towards the Tiger Demon, then with a sweeping slash, decapitated it.

[By slaying the Initial Realm Primordial Unicorn Tiger Demon, total lifespan 16,700 years, lifespan remaining 6,300 years, absorption complete]

“This.”

The other Grandmasters watched the blade return to its sheath and felt another jolt inside.

In just a short time, the opponent had revealed at least two treasures. Coupled with such youth, which major power’s young master might this be out on a journey?

It certainly wasn’t Martial Temple or Mysterious Light Cave.

They quietly turned their eyes towards the two.

Chen Zhong’s brow was tightly furrowed as he stared at the Mo Dao at the young man’s waist, a sense of doubt rising in his eyes.

How did it so much resemble a strike from the Yin God?

But recalling the scene of the youth descending from the sky and dominating the Golden Blade Demon King in combat, he chided himself and dismissed the idea.

The Dao Infant was revealed; how could this possibly be some Yin God?

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