My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 105 - 10: Annihilation (Part 2)

By sharing the Demon’s Talent, Yang Jing’s aura began to fluctuate, causing his Inconstant Illusionary Form Technique to break on its own.

Fury welled up inside the Iron Armor General. He had never imagined that he, who prided himself on his boundless cunning, would be played right into the hands of a mere Qi Cultivator.

"Wait!"

’A chill ran through him. This Sword Cultivator was a Demon Cultivator in disguise, so who was the Wang Tong behind him?!’

The next moment, an incredibly sinister Sword Intent stabbed at him from behind, making the Iron Armor General’s hair stand on end.

He was, after all, a Great Demon whose Cultivation had fallen from the Foundation Establishment Stage. He wouldn’t die to this strike without even realizing it, unlike an ordinary Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivator.

"CLANG!"

A loud crash echoed.

The Iron Armor General swung his Iron Rod behind him to block.

A sharp, two-and-a-half-foot-long sword, shimmering with a watery light, had been deflected by the Iron Rod, but not before it left a gash on the Iron Armor General’s arm deep enough to expose bone.

"Sword Intent!"

The Iron Armor General was horrified. He had clearly sensed Sword Intent in that strike. ’Such a grim Sword Intent was clearly created for assassination. Could a Cultivator from the Taixu Sword Sect’s Demon Slaying Hall really be here?’

He angrily unleashed his brute strength, ignoring the gash on his arm as he smashed the rod backward.

The Wang Tong behind him could only raise his sword to block, but the immense power of the Iron Rod sent him flying.

With a sound like tearing silk, Wang Tong’s body was ripped in two mid-air.

Before wild joy could even well up in the Iron Armor General’s heart, Wang Tong’s body hit the ground and split into two figures.

The upper half of the body transformed into a small, exquisitely featured child. In his hands, the Canglang Sword—normally a shortsword for an adult—was a veritable Two-Handed Sword.

The child from the lower half bore a slight resemblance to the other and was pulling a seven-foot-long, ghastly white spine from a Storage Bag.

The Iron Armor General considered himself plenty ferocious, but the vicious aura emanating from that ghastly white spine surpassed even his own.

"Just who are you people!"

His mind was reeling; he couldn’t for the life of him figure out where these three had come from.

Yang Jing also retrieved a Flying Sword from his Storage Bag. Gang Qi pulsed from its two-foot-long blade.

"Just the people who are here to kill you!"

’A cunning person like the Iron Armor General certainly can’t be allowed to return to the Demon Country. Once he snaps out of it, he’ll definitely become suspicious of my Wang Tong identity.’

’I still need to earn Spirit Stones through the Profound Carp Association. I can’t let him ruin this for me.’

’He believed in looking after oneself when weak, and helping the world when strong. As a member of the Human Race, he had to lie low and endure when he lacked power. But now that he was capable, how could he let these man-eating Demon Fiends escape?’

Besides, Yinjiao had a blood feud with the Turtle Demon Wucheng.

The Iron Armor General’s eyes blazed with fury, but a sliver of reason remained. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

’This Demon Cultivator is incredibly devious. For him to dare show his true face now, he must be completely certain of his victory.’

A wave of sorrow washed over him.

’He, Yuan Tieyi, was the son of the White Ape Kingdom’s Sovereign, yet he hadn’t dared to slack off for a single moment since birth. For three hundred years, he had trained day and night with the kingdom’s instructors, honing his Martial Arts and accumulating Demon Power. He had even limited himself to only one wife and nine concubines, all for the sake of competing with his brothers for the throne.’

’He had never imagined that after coming to the Chen Kingdom, he would be played like a fiddle by a mere Qi Cultivation Demon Cultivator.’

’And now, he had lost an arm and his Cultivation was nearly depleted. But his body, honed for three hundred years, remained. The battle wasn’t over yet!’

The next moment, the Iron Armor General stomped one foot on the ground, his massive body lunging toward Yang Jing.

With his Demon Qi depleted, the lunge relied solely on his brute strength. It lacked its usual agility, but its momentum was still terrifying.

"Awakening!"

Yang Jing let out a low shout. Instantly, hair-thin bolts of lightning began to crackle around the vibrant Sword Gang on his Flying Sword.

It was the time of Awakening, when Yang Qi rises, spring thunder cracks, and all of creation brims with life.

As he unleashed this technique, the cave, once filled with grim Yin Qi and swirling Blood Evil, was instantly flooded with vigorous Yang Qi.

The next moment, the Flying Sword shot toward the Iron Armor General like a clap of spring thunder, shattering the Yin Qi in its path.

’Sword Intent... more Sword Intent.’

’He couldn’t understand how this Qi Cultivation Stage Demon Cultivator had managed to master Sword Intent, which was known to be impossibly difficult. And it was such a righteous, pure Sword Intent, bursting with Yang Qi.’

’It completely shattered the common sense he had accumulated over three hundred years.’

Mid-lunge, the Iron Armor General’s eyes bulged with fury as he swung his Iron Rod to block.

"CLANG!"

His Iron Rod, forged from extraordinary materials, easily blocked the sword. However, the sharp Sword Gang coating the blade shredded his remaining right arm, leaving it drenched in blood. The radiating energy even carved a chaotic web of gashes across his chest. The force of the impact sent him flying backward into the rock wall.

"If this were before! With one swing of my rod, I could have smashed the two of you, swords and all, into a bloody pulp!"

The Iron Armor General roared in grief and indignation.

"Before was then, and this is now. Don’t mix them up. I’m nearly three hundred years younger than you. If we’re really making comparisons, why don’t you compare your strength to me when I was five?"

Yang Jing channeled his Magical Power, and his Flying Sword shot forward like a bolt of lightning, slashing at the Iron Armor General.

The Iron Armor General shrieked with rage. Pinned against the cave wall, he could only swing his Iron Rod to fend off the Flying Sword. He could block the blade, but not the Sword Gang upon it. His body was soon riddled with wounds from the sharp energy, until he disturbingly resembled the corpses hanging from the iron hooks on the wall.

The Turtle Demon Wucheng let out a miserable scream. He too had only a meager amount of Demon Power left, but he fared far worse than the Iron Armor General. He could only rely on his thick, tough hide to clumsily deflect the blows.

But the Canglang Sword in Yinjiao’s hands was a weapon worthy of being a prize from the Six Great Sects; it was far sharper than any ordinary Flying Sword.

In just a few moments, Wucheng was hacked into a bloody mess, nearly all of his Turtle Blood drained from his body.

"Mercy, mercy! This Old Turtle is the best at serving others! Spare my life, and I’ll sign a blood contract to be your loyal slave!"

Yinjiao’s fury only intensified upon hearing this. He knew it was this very Turtle Demon who had betrayed his mother, leading to the utter annihilation of the Qishui Kingdom.

As his anger surged, he started to lose control over his own Magical Power.

The Turtle Demon’s eyes suddenly went wide.

"This... this aura! You’re...!"

Before he could spit out the rest of his words, Yinjiao lopped his head off with a single slash of his sword.

Gou Santong fared even worse than the Turtle Demon. Iron Head ran him through the chest with the spine, piercing his heart, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing that all was lost, the Iron Armor General’s will to fight completely vanished. A moment later, Yang Jing’s Flying Sword pierced through his forehead.

A surge of Sword Gang sliced his head into three pieces.

The two White Apes tried to rush forward and pin down Yang Jing, hoping to buy their general a chance to escape. But they were even more pathetic than the Iron Armor General who had lost his Demon Power. One blocked only two strikes before being decapitated, while the other was killed by the combined efforts of Iron Head and Yinjiao.