How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!-Chapter 144 - 0: One Shot, Double Kill

Two days later.

The pale blood-colored space, downstream of a river.

Swish!

A tall and sturdy youth, all alone, drifted from the outer region of the space, leaping towards his destination.

"The Central Garden is close now..."

Chen Yu stowed away the beastskin map in his hand, looking off into the distance at a mystical garden enveloped by a pale blood-colored membrane of light.

Within the blood-colored membrane, one could vaguely discern some desolate ancient structures.

That place was the center of the Blood Burial Garden, once owned by one powerhouse after another in this secret realm, resulting in many legends that had persisted throughout time.

After achieving Great Success with his Copper Statue Technique, Chen Yu had ventured alone, inching closer to the Central Garden.

During these two days.

Chen Yu occasionally encountered disciples from either the Three Sects Camp or the Bone Demon Palace.

Strangely.

The disciples from the Bone Demon Palace, particularly those in groups of two or three who were alone, swiftly retreated upon seeing Chen Yu, their expressions filled with wariness.

It seems.

The Bone Demon Palace had temporarily abandoned its encirclement and suppression of Chen Yu.

Chen Yu guessed and analyzed: Although the Bone Demon Palace wished to hunt him down, they didn't want to waste too much manpower and energy.

After all, even the personal pursuit by Mei Changqing had ended in failure.

For the average person, it was essentially a death sentence.

Moreover, in the Blood Burial Garden, the greatest opportunity still lay in that Central Garden. To spread their forces thin over one Chen Yu, dedicating most of their time and energy, would be a loss unbecoming.

It was apparent that Mei Changqing hadn't lost his senses.

But Chen Yu believed that the other party hadn't given up on the intent to kill him.

Just that the right moment hadn't yet arrived.

Swish swish!

Without hesitation, Chen Yu approached the mysterious garden shrouded in the blood-colored membrane.

"Disciples of Yunyue Sect? Not a single one shall be left alive!"

An indifferent and ruthless voice faintly emanated from the vicinity of a hill.

Boom boom clink clink!

A series of intense fighting noises grew louder as they neared.

Chen Yu was no longer surprised by such confrontations.

Not to mention the conflicts between the Three Sects and Bone Demon Palace; even among disciples of the same camp, they might turn on each other for extremely precious treasures.

"Yunyue Sect?"

Chen Yu halted in his steps, sending out insects to scout ahead, while he himself quickly approached.

At a hill, dust was kicked up as two factions clashed against each other.

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On one side, the Bone Demon Palace had six or seven people.

Leading them were a cold-faced man wielding a pitch-black saber and a beautiful young woman with a sandalwood mole between her eyebrows.

Both were beyond the Late Stage of Organ Refining.

Among them, Chen Yu had met the sandalwood mole young woman once or twice before. She was Jiang Ping, one of the top three ranked disciples in the Bone Demon Palace, who had made a move during the conflict at Beishan Spirit Garden.

And at this moment.

Jiang Ping had already reached the Peak of Refining.

The remaining five Bone Demon Palace disciples were at varying stages of Early to Mid-stage of Refining, each with murderous intent.

"Ah..."

A scream was heard as a disciple from the Three Sects Camp was slain by two Bone Demon Palace disciples working in tandem.

The fallen was a disciple of Iron Sword Sect.

On the side of the Three Sects Camp, there were three Yunyue Sect disciples and two from the Iron Sword Sect.

The skirmish had only started moments ago, and already one had fallen.

On the Yunyue Sect side.

Leading them was a detached young man in a black robe, with a hint of blood seeping in his pupils, holding a long saber, casting ferocious blood-colored saber lights like shadows.

"Blood Mad Saber Chang Xuan, not bad in terms of strength," the sandalwood mole young woman said with a slight smile, her slender figure flashing around Chang Xuan, not engaging him head-on.

Her movement technique appeared to be on par with the Infinite Thief.

Swish!

The sandalwood mole young woman raised her hand, and a deadly black thread disappeared in the void as quickly as it appeared.

Chang Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he retreated explosively.

With a swoosh, a trace of blood appeared on his shoulder, and even the premium protective armor he wore was cut open with a thin slit.

Upon closer inspection.

A dark, dull thread was seen looped around Jiang Ping's fingers, seeming even thinner than a regular thread.

But this dark thread, in her hands, at times transformed into a sharp and sinister black fringe, ghostly elusive, yielding and tricky, and unpredictable on the defense.

In terms of cultivation and speed, Jiang Ping surpassed Chang Xuan.

With the unpredictability of that dark thread, Chang Xuan was firmly suppressed by this woman.

Meanwhile on another front.

The late-stage Organ Refining cold-faced man from the Bone Demon Palace was entangled with a male and female from Yunyue Sect.

They were none other than Nangong Li and Mu Xueqing.

At present.

The two of them teamed up and managed to fight the cold-faced man from the Bone Demon Palace to a standstill.

However.

After one disciple from the Iron Sword Sect was gone, there were still four or five Organ Refining disciples from the Bone Demon Palace remaining, holding a significant numerical advantage.

"Retreat back and form a defensive array!" Chang Xuan called out softly.

That sandalwood mole young woman was stronger than he had expected; since the beginning of their clash, he had been under constant suppression.

Schink schink!

The three from Yunyue Sect, retreating in quick succession, regrouped.

"Ah!"

Another scream; the remaining Iron Sword Sect disciple, slightly slower, had his head severed by the sandalwood mole young woman's dark thread.

Instantly.

On the side of the Three Sects, only Chang Xuan, Nangong Li, and Mu Xueqing remained, all bearing injuries.

The Bone Demon Palace, on the other hand, hadn't lost a single person, including the sandalwood mole young woman, the cold-faced man, and the other five disciples—a total of seven.

"Kill!"

The seven from the Bone Demon Palace immediately encircled and attacked the three from Yunyue Sect.

Chang Xuan and his two companions were in peril, surrounded by seven members of the Bone Demon Palace, forced back against a small hill.

"I will deploy the 'Blood Frenzy Secret Blade' soon, and you two seize the chance to break out,"

Chang Xuan transmitted his voice.

Once he used the "Blood Frenzy Secret Blade," he would fall into a mode of frenzied slaughter, risking harm to his allies as well.

"Senior Brother Chang..."

Nangong Li and Mu Xueqing had looks of reluctance on their faces.

Though Senior Brother Chang's combat power could rise substantially after using the Blood Frenzy Secret Blade, he was up against the Bone Demon Palace's second and fourth most formidable adversaries.

Moreover, after unleashing this secret technique, Chang Xuan would also be plunged into weakness.

"Blood… Frenzy… Secret… Blade!"

Chang Xuan's pupils were saturated with blood, as a torrent of scarlet frenzy surged from his being.

In an instant,

His long saber slashed through the air, casting massive blood-colored saber lights, wildly dancing with layers of blade glints and blood shadows to create a vortex of scarlet wind spanning two to three yards.

Clang, clang, clang!

His fearsome assault immediately forced some of the weaker disciples of the Bone Demon Palace to stagger back.

"Blood Frenzy Secret Blade? Hehe… everyone, stand back and let me have a go at him,"

the girl with auburn sand chuckled with apparent interest.

As her words dropped,

The man with a cold expression led the remaining five to retreat by about a dozen yards, but they did not give up on pursuing Mu Xueqing and Nangong Li.

The following scene, however,

shocked Mu Xueqing and Nangong Li. The frenzied Chang Xuan was actually stopped singlehandedly by the auburn sand girl.

Buzz!

A sinister vermillion glow flickered from the auburn sand on the girl's forehead, and her pale face showed odd vermillion lines.

Not only that,

Her slender arms also manifested a strange layer of fresh red lines, exuding a bizarre and formidable aura.

In an instant,

The auburn sand girl's inner energy as well as her strength and speed all surged without warning.

Swoosh!

Jiang Ping's hands twirled her black threads, stirring a vast current of dark red thread winds, nearly as overwhelmingly powerful as Chang Xuan's.

Ding ding! Booming!

The clash of their formidable powers instantly flattened the nearby slope.

The level of their combat strength was likely touching upon the Qi Transformation Realm.

Had these two joined forces, even if Mei Changqing himself came, they would possess the strength to fight.

The difference was,

When Chang Xuan utilized the Blood Frenzy Secret Blade, his mind nearly descended into chaos. Despite his strong combat prowess, his control was mediocre.

In contrast, the auburn sand girl "Jiang Ping" had sharp and cold eyes; she did not solely rely on brute force, and she aimed to drain Chang Xuan's vitality as much as possible.

"Blood Frenzy Secret Blade… that's all there is to it,"

a hint of mockery curled at the corner of Jiang Ping's mouth.

In a head-on confrontation, she might be slightly inferior to the "Blood Frenzy Secret Blade" by a narrow margin.

However,

she had complete control over her bloodline power, and with just a brief engagement, she could force Chang Xuan into weakness.

"It's over!"

"That Jiang Ping actually possesses bloodline power; Bone Demon Palace's second most secretive, so deeply hidden,"

Mu Xueqing and Nangong Li fell into despair.

The two had advanced to the Mid-stage of Refining and could even compete with the Bone Demon Palace's top five when united, without falling behind.

Yet at this moment,

they faced the relentless attacks led by the cold-faced man from the fourth rank of the Bone Demon Palace's secrets, with injuries accumulating on their bodies.

"Young lady, I heard you were once the little sweetheart of 'Silver-Edged Spear Hunter'..."

In the eyes of the man with a cold face, an undisguised blaze of lust and greed flickered as he stared at Mu Xueqing's ethereally beautiful visage.

Had it not been for Nangong Li's psychic secret technique, occasionally emerging to stem the tide of their attacks, Mu Xueqing would probably have been captured already.

"Hahaha! Does the Bone Demon Palace only know how to bully the few with numbers?"

A sonorous male voice, like the ringing of a giant bell, came from behind the Bone Demon Palace adherents.

That voice seemed to carry a power that could shake the soul, causing a flutter in the hearts and blood of several Bone Demon Palace members.

Who is that!

Both Jiang Ping and the cold-faced man's expressions changed, sensing the pressure only a high-level expert could exert.

Mu Xueqing and her companion immediately recognized the voice.

"Brother Yu!"

"Junior Brother Chen!"

Almost instinctively, they discerned the identity of the newcomer from the voice.

Before the people from the Bone Demon Palace could turn around to identify or react,

Whoosh!

A chilly spear traced a frosty silver-purple arc through the air—its evil Qi howling, arriving in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful! It's the Silver-Edged Spear Hunter—"

Jiang Ping and the cold-faced man warned at the same time.

However,

Their warning came too late.

The speed of the spear was simply too fast and its strength immeasurable.

Pff!

The Silver-Edged Spear drew a bloody streak, piercing through the body of a Bone Demon Palace disciple at the Mid-stage of Refining.

The low-grade treasure soft armor on the disciple's body was as flimsy as paper pâte.

To avoid hindering their movement, most disciples wore treasure soft armor or leather armor, seldom donning heavy armor.

Against Chen Yu's spear, all such defenses were virtually nonexistent.

Thud!

No sooner had the Mid-stage disciple collapsed dead to the ground than another scream arose:

"Ah!"

After penetrating one person, the spear's force was hardly diminished and it continued on its trajectory, piercing the chest of another Bone Demon Palace disciple ahead.

"No..."

The second Bone Demon Palace disciple, staring at the spear transfixing his chest, was filled with despair, terror, and disbelief.

In just the blink of an eye,

the spear had horrifically pierced through the bodies of two Bone Demon Palace disciples in succession.

A double kill with a single throw!

The Bone Demon Palace companions nearby gasped, their faces etched with shock.