Chapter 85

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What person!

The two young demon clan members abruptly turned around. A sudden voice echoed from ten zhang behind them, and they hadn't noticed anything at all.

Immediately, they saw a human youth, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear brows and bright eyes, wearing a dark green robe, covered in blood, holding a green iron long knife, standing there.

What kind of gaze was that? Although it seemed calm, the two young demon clan members felt a chill that almost penetrated their bones.

On the log, Qingyu, who had been silent,勉强 opened his eyes. Recognizing the familiar voice, he didn't have time to see the person clearly and shouted hoarsely, "Go! They're all demon soldiers! Go! Go! Go!"

His voice was urgent, and blood foam choked his throat. He coughed loudly, and blood stained his chest.

"Huh? So it's just another fledgling, who hasn't even cultivated inner family qi, coming to our brothers' burial pit to play the hero and slay demons?"

"Young man, we were originally going to wait until we had a hundred people to report back and then indulge in a feast. Now that you've come to us, we'll use you for our feast!"

The two young demon clan members, with their faces twisted with cruelty, had a sinister look in their eyes and a sneer on their lips. The sound of them swallowing saliva was unusually clear in the quiet stone room.

"For every demon soldier I behead, they must have had such thoughts. You will soon meet them."

Chant!

A sound of a knife ringing, like a beam of light cutting through the sky, startled the two young demon clan members. They realized something, but the blade of light was as bright as the sun, and from the youth's body, it seemed as if a five-colored furnace had opened its lid. A river of qi and blood, like a silver river, poured down, as if it would flood the five lakes and four seas.

The air distorted, and a horse, wrapped in red mist, descended like a celestial horse walking towards the sunrise. Its bright yellow eyes, like the sun, tore through layers of darkness.

"Heavenly Horse!"

The two young demon clan members exclaimed in shock, no longer able to remain calm. The strength of a heavenly horse, which pulls the chariots of the celestial deities, is so immense that even two or three blood-sweating precious horses combined could not shake it.

Most importantly, this descending blade was too fierce. The blade realm enveloped them, and they felt as if they were being roasted under the scorching sun. Their demon blood boiled, and in the depths of their hearts, they instantly had the thought of the demons' fleeting nature.

On the log, Qingyu's eyes suddenly became bright. He stared intently at the blade of light in front of him, at the cold-eyed youth, and the divine and agile celestial horse behind him.

The Eighth Level of the Turtle-Snake Technique!

Only at the Eighth Level of the Turtle-Snake Technique can a celestial horse be born, with strength sufficient to contend with a first-class martial artist at the Heaven-Opening Realm without falling behind.

The blade cut through, and the killing intent was like the sea. At this moment, Su Qinian's gaze was solemn, and the blade realm of the Life-Ending Blade was pushed to its peak. Before his eyes, as when he first learned it, a majestic sun seemed to rise. He swung his blade to cut the sun, splitting the light, the bright sunlight cleansing his eyes and illuminating every dark corner of his heart, until there was no darkness left, and he was fearless.

With a thought, Su Qinian channeled his mental energy into the blade, which was deflected by the blade's sharp edge. However, since it was the blade's edge he had cultivated, he managed to seep a thread of killing intent into the blade through the gaps in the edge.

Buzz!

The green iron long knife resonated, and the sound of the blade rose to another level. In this instant, Su Qinian had a strange insight. It seemed as if he and the long knife had become one, and his eyes seemed to have turned into the blade's edge. Every ripple and crease in the air, every gap, was visible to him.

The blade realm changed!

It was no longer the first or second stroke of the Life-Ending Blade.

This stroke, like a bolt of lightning cutting through the sky, was light, just like the sun. The sun is bright and nourishes and purifies all things, while lightning strikes the earth, representing the most powerful force of the heavens.

Too fast!

The sudden increase in blade speed caught the two young demon clan members off guard. The blade's edge locked onto them, and the blade realm of the Life-Ending Blade made the air around them seem to stagnate, as if they were being restrained.

"Truly..."

They only managed to utter one word. Their inner family qi had not yet fully emerged when the bright blade flashed, and everything came to an abrupt end.

Thud!

The bodies separated, and the two young demon clan members fell to the ground, their human forms twisting into the shapes of two pig demons, with sharp fangs, covered in sharp black fur, and hooves with backward hooks, each about ten feet long and five feet high.

"True intent?"

Su Qinian thought to himself. Looking at the bodies of the two demons, although they hadn't finished speaking, he understood what they wanted to say. In fact, from the moment he managed to seep a thread of killing intent into the blade, he had vaguely grasped the subtleties of true intent. It was the power born from the unity of essence, energy, and spirit, combined with the martial realm.

However, compared to the true intent of the Sun-Seeking Finger, which he had directly inherited, the initial true intent of the Life-Ending Blade, though powerful, was still lacking. It was only infused with a thread of his mental intent, perhaps barely qualifying as the雏形 of true intent. To truly condense the true intent of the Life-Ending Blade, he would need to continue refining his blade technique until all his mental energy could instantly merge with the blade realm without being rejected, which would be the initial understanding of this first-class superior blade technique.

Despite this, the initial true intent of the Life-Ending Blade still displayed astonishing power. The two demon soldiers, whose inner family qi had penetrated more than an inch into their bodies, indicating that they were experts who had connected three of the twelve main meridians, were still powerless against this blade.

However, the third stroke of the Life-Ending Blade still needed further refinement. Su Qinian acknowledged that his understanding came from observing the如意钧铁's strike, but his foundation was still somewhat lacking.

Then, he flashed forward and rescued Qingyu, took out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket, and poured out a Heaven-Opening Pill, breaking the wax seal to reveal a pure green pill like a piece of glass.

"Heaven-Opening Pill!"

Qingyu exclaimed, not asking any questions, and swallowed it in one go. Given his injuries, ordinary herbs would not have been effective quickly. In the Moya Mountain Range, danger was everywhere, and staying alive was the most important thing.

In a short while, the medicinal power surged, gentle and continuous. The Heaven-Opening Pill was the most potent, with a mild and steady effect, not violent. The medicinal power permeated his limbs and every part of his body, and the wounds on Qingyu's body quickly formed blood scabs. He gritted his teeth, his face turning red, feeling a tingling and itching different from the pain of a whip.

In just half an hour, the blood scabs fell off, revealing skin as tender as a baby's, and his injuries had recovered to about eighty percent. The remaining twenty percent would take time to heal, requiring further refinement with the Turtle-Snake Technique to restore his skin to its original state.

Bang!

The iron door was split open, and the dozens of martial artists imprisoned in the burial pit were rescued.

"Daoist Qingyu, you actually escaped from their clutches!"

"It was my junior brother Su Qinian who acted. You should all flee for your lives." Qingyu said calmly.

Su Qinian?

The group of martial artists had already noticed the youth beside Qingyu but hadn't expected that the one who truly rescued them was this person.

Soon, they saw the massive bodies of the two pig demons, the smooth, mirror-like blade marks, and no longer had any doubts. Their gazes towards Su Qinian were filled with admiration and a touch of reverence.

To kill demon soldiers, one must be at the Heaven-Opening Realm of the third-class, truly entering the ranks of martial experts.

After the group of martial artists left, Su Qinian did not heed their requests to travel together. He only informed them about the reality of the Spirit Child Sacrifice and ordered them to spread the word. The Moya Mountain Range was vast, and only with more martial experts knowing could anything be done.

When the group of martial artists had gone far, Qingyu finally spoke, "Junior brother, your Life-Ending Blade is imbued with righteousness, and you don't seek to repay kindness, but you shouldn't remain silent. These people owe you their lives, and spreading your name is only right. Throughout history, Han emperors have valued public opinion. One or two people might not change much, but when it reaches hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, the will of the people can change the emperor's mind."

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Another two hours passed, and the sky was just beginning to brighten. Su Qinian and Qingyu continued their journey, traveling two to three hundred miles. The demon fog gradually thinned, and they could barely see the terrain ten zhang ahead.

"Wait, I hear hoofbeats!"

Suddenly, Su Qinian stopped, looking ahead. His gaze pierced through the layers of mist, and he saw a group of about a hundred cavalrymen approaching. (First update of the day, please give recommendations and add to your favorites. Starting at 2 PM, we will be on the strong recommendation list.)