Chapter 60

Startled, it was just a blink of an eye. In the sky, the canopy was still present, but Bu Li had no more time to ponder why the ring on his finger had allowed him to instantly kill a Carving Master. Although the young man of the remnant clan and himself were both first-stage Carving Masters, and although the young man had reached the Soul-Entry level, could a single ring really level the playing field?

Dahei was somewhat enraged, how could the myriad under his command be so disobedient, almost letting her escape. His thick bear paws smashed down one by one, showing no mercy. Despite the strong defenses, Dahei's bear paws, capable of shattering rocks, only made a "thud" sound when they hit the myriad's head. Although the myriad was dazed, she did not suffer any substantial damage.

Dahei did not intend to cause any substantial harm to the myriad; he just needed to knock her out, buy some time, and do what he needed to do. When hunting prey with Bu Li, they had formed a habit. It wasn't about being brave and fierce; it was about doing the right thing at the right time and place.

Bu Li threw down his longbow and pounced again. Elbow strikes and knee collisions, using all his strength, his attacks were the most brutal.

The canopy in the sky was already beginning to fade. The bright spot where Bu Li and the myriad were located disappeared, and from the outside, it seemed as if the two had teamed up to kill another young man of the remnant clan, then joined forces to find the next target before the canopy completely disappeared.

Bu Li was almost pressed against the myriad, moving forward as the myriad was continuously pushed back, maintaining a steady pace. It was as if two Carving Masters, who had just killed someone, were leisurely walking through the forest, and from the canopy, there was no sign of anything being wrong.

Dahei, as if knowing Bu Li's intentions, followed the speed of the myriad and Bu Li, smashing his bear paws heavily on the myriad's head. Although he couldn't harm the myriad, Dahei seemed satisfied with being able to control her, which was enough.

The canopy finally dimmed and disappeared. The sky was dotted with stars, peaceful and serene.

Bu Li's heart finally settled. Until the end, he saw no other light points approaching. This battle was finally coming to an end.

His right elbow struck the myriad's neck forcefully. The carotid sinus, when hit hard, would cause a person to faint. This was something Bu Li, even with his memory loss, would remember instinctively.

The myriad's body was strong, enhanced by the Rock Beast's defense. Bu Li's strike did not make her faint, but her soul power, which resembled a gray, stone-like armor, had already loosened from Dahei's repeated strikes. Hit in a vital spot by Bu Li, she could no longer maintain the power of the Carving Beast, and her stone-like armor shattered and disappeared.

Although she did not faint, her consciousness was blurred, and she no longer had the awareness to control her Carving power.

It was over, everything was over. It started with Bu Li's ambush, then luring the myriad to use the Rock Beast's power, and finally, Dahei's control. Although the ring's power was stronger than Bu Li expected, even without this variable, Bu Li had an 80% chance of killing both of them.

At the beginning, Bu Li did not act because he was afraid one of them might be Chu Zhongze. Among all the opponents, Chu Zhongze's strength was enough to make the current Bu Li cautious. Previously, he was hiding in the forest, and Dahei had interrupted Chu Zhongze's soul technique. If it happened again, Bu Li couldn't guarantee the outcome.

Bu Li never did anything without a sure thing, unless he was forced.

Bu Li did not stop there; he followed up with a knee strike to the myriad's chest and abdomen. In that instant, Bu Li felt the myriad's internal organs burst, and blood gushed from her youthful features, as the pressure on her internal organs was too great, the blood even contained fragments of her organs.

He twisted his foot, grabbed the myriad's long hair, and lifted her like a chicken. With his other hand, he grabbed her ankle and smashed her to the ground. At the same time, Dahei roared, twisted his waist, and his thick bear paw, now a fist, smashed into the myriad's spine.

The two forces combined, and in a blink, a delicate young girl became a corpse. Her body, twisted into a strange shape, lay on Dahei's bear paw. Her eyes were open, and black blood flowed from her eye sockets, dripping to the ground.

A string of left ears hung from her waist, leaving people at a loss for words.

Dahei retracted his hand, stood up, and patted his chest, seemingly very satisfied with his performance.

"Take a break. Chu Zhongze is still alive, and I don't know what to do with the old man on the Dragon-Breaking Platform." Bu Li cautiously checked the myriad's carotid artery, finding no pulse, he was finally at ease.

Dahei lay down, chuckled, and said, "You really are ruthless, not even sparing such a beautiful girl."

"She's the enemy." Bu Li kicked the string of left ears on the ground. Clearly, these ears far exceeded the needs of the "Remnant Clan Grand Trial." The myriad and her companions killed for the sake of killing, and for some unknown reason, even if there was no need, they would cut off the left ear of those they killed, as if to show off.

Bu Li habitually stepped on the myriad's right wrist, pulled off the ring from her finger, and said, "This is a good thing, but my soul power is limited, and I can't use it for now."

"I wonder if I can use it." Dahei looked greedily at the ring and asked.

With great effort, Dahei managed to put the silver ring on. He tried it, but without soul power, he relied on brute strength and endless cunning. Of course, he couldn't use the ring. Reluctantly, he returned the ring to Bu Li and said, "Next time you meet that old man in your dreams, remember to ask him how I can use these things. They look powerful, and if I use them to escape, you won't be able to catch me."

Bu Li buried the bodies of the myriad and the young man whose face he never saw, trying to leave no trace. Hearing Dahei's words, he threatened, "Old man? Hey, what do you think he would do if he heard you say that? I bet he likes bear paws."

It was a low-level tease, but it made Dahei shiver. He cautiously looked at Bu Li, as if the powerful being in Bu Li's dream had already woken up.

"Let's go, I remember." Bu Li patted Dahei's shoulder, comforting him. Although Dahei was cunning, lazy, and greedy, Bu Li didn't want to scare him to death. If he did, Dahei might soil himself, and their location could be discovered.

Everything was perfect. Bu Li caressed the ring on his left index finger, lying on a branch, lost in thought.

In the gentle starlight, the Dragon-Breaking Platform in the distance seemed more graceful, unlike the blood-soaked scene under the setting sun.

Dahei lay in wait three zhang away from Bu Li, hidden among the rocks. Even though Bu Li knew Dahei was there, it was hard to find him in the darkness.

Fortunately, Bu Li was already used to Dahei's habits and didn't waste time thinking about this cowardly bear. He looked at the elder of the Henshan Sect on the Dragon-Breaking Platform, who, despite not sleeping for two days and a night, was still energetic and showed no signs of fatigue.

Why! Bu Li's mind was filled with these three words.

Why should people born in the Western Mountains be inferior to others?!

Why, as a remnant, must they fight to the death to leave this mountain, only to have their efforts result in their clan being scattered and sold into slavery across the Soul澜 Continent?!

Why do these people have the right to decide the lives and deaths of others?!

One question after another piled up in Bu Li's chest. Bai Xu's hopeful yet fearful eyes, Yang Cai's blood-soaked back, Yang Ye's cold and ruthless words, the young couple's unwavering love, the string of left ears tied to the myriad's waist—all these scenes appeared before Bu Li's eyes.

Damn!

Bu Li cursed fiercely, why!

His blood boiled, and a surge of defiance rose within him. Reflecting on it, the reason for his defiance was that Bai Liang, a cultivator from the Soul澜 Continent, had wanted to kill him because he fancied Cai Xiaoxian. If not for a twist of fate, he would have been killed outright. As for what Hu Wu said, Bu Li didn't doubt it, but he didn't like the feeling of helplessly watching someone take away his most precious things.

Henshan Sect? A bunch of bastards!

Bu Li cursed in his heart, coldly watching the lonely figure of the Henshan Sect elder on the Dragon-Breaking Platform, and planning how to cause chaos and then escape deep into the mountains with Cai Xiaoxian and Dahei. If he followed Hu Wu's advice and went to the Henshan Sect, what would happen? Would the Henshan Sect offend a cultivator from the Soul澜 Continent for the sake of a remnant clan disciple? They would probably tie up Cai Xiaoxian and hand her over to someone else.

This was the last night. Bu Li chewed on a green leaf, his mind filled with defiance and unwillingness.

Why should he listen to Hu Wu and come here? The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. It was all because of his defiance, his unwillingness to be manipulated by the so-called sects of the Soul澜 Continent. So what if it meant death? How could he let them take what was his?

Why!

The bull horn longbow on his back was slightly warm from his body. Bu Li immediately noticed the change in his body, quickly steadied his mind, and focused on the movements around the Dragon-Breaking Platform.