Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 44 - 43: Massacre

There was no doubt that even if two Fire Devouring Hundred Blades were launched at the same time, they would still be useless.

The defense of the Silver-Backed Demon Python was so strong that even ordinary Innate Martial Artists couldn’t break through, let alone Xiao Yi, who was merely in the Postnatal Realm.

"If this continues, my True Qi will be depleted, and this cursed beast won’t be injured at all, I will undoubtedly die," Xiao Yi thought to himself in urgency, yet he still calmly pondered a strategy.

Currently, he was relying solely on Leopard Form and Snake Formation, combined with the power of his Martial Soul and True Qi, to exhibit speed far surpassing his cultivation level, barely maintaining an undefeated standoff.

He had even given up the attack of Fire Devouring Hundred Blades to conserve True Qi.

"If I can’t break through the skin and flesh of this cursed beast, I have no chance of winning," thought Xiao Yi, while simultaneously dodging another attack from the Silver-Backed Demon Python.

The Silver-Backed Demon Python was already in a frenzied state; its wild attacks had destroyed the surrounding area of a hundred meters.

Now, it had only one thought: to desperately kill the nimble human in front of it.

"Break its skin and flesh... break its skin and flesh..."

Xiao Yi kept thinking to himself.

He realized that even though he was mentally superior and extremely calm, he was far too weak compared to the Silver-Backed Demon Python and perpetually at a loss.

It was the first time he realized how important martial strength was in this world.

"If I escape this time, I must prioritize the practice of Martial Arts. Strength is the capital for survival in this world," Xiao Yi thought to himself.

Even in such a crisis, he remained unpanicked.

Just as his True Qi was nearly depleted and the Fire Control Beast Martial Soul within him also couldn’t withstand the excessive usage...

"No, I still have the Ice Phoenix Sword Soul, it might be able to break through the skin and flesh of this cursed beast," Xiao Yi suddenly had a revelation, thinking of a solution.

The Ice Phoenix Sword Soul had always been his lifeline, and it was something he could not reveal casually. He hardly used it in combat, gradually forgetting its existence.

But at this critical moment, he immediately remembered it.

Swoosh, Xiao Yi moved, disappearing from his original spot and then reappearing above the Silver-Backed Demon Python.

A deep purple light appeared out of nowhere, its dazzle so bright that even the sun and the moon would seem dim.

An ancient yet chillingly sharp long sword appeared in Xiao Yi’s hand.

The moment the Ice Phoenix Sword appeared, the rampaging Silver-Backed Demon Python immediately shivered.

The terrifying chill seemed to freeze all its demon blood; the daunting sharpness seemed capable of sending it to the Netherworld.

Xiao Yi thrust his sword downward.

With a tearing sound, as simple as piercing through paper, the skin and flesh of the Silver-Backed Demon Python were instantly penetrated.

Xiao Yi, holding the Ice Phoenix Sword, leapt downwards.

Driven by him, the Ice Phoenix Sword slid along the back of the Silver-Backed Demon Python.

By the time he landed on the ground, the Third-level Demon Beast, Silver-Backed Demon Python, had been split into two halves.

Xiao Yi moved again, chopping off the snake’s head as well.

Seconds later, the once mighty Silver-Backed Demon Python twitched several more times before it ultimately died, becoming yet another cold corpse in the Meteorite Mountain Range.

"Ice Phoenix Sword, you truly did not disappoint me," Xiao Yi breathed out.

Xiao Yi casually waved his hand, extracting a goose egg-sized pearl from the corpse of the Demon Python, which was the inner core of the demon beast, the most valuable part.

Xiao Yi thought about using it to refine Golden Vein Pills in the future.

With the Third-level Demon Beast Core in hand, Xiao Yi did not bother with the corpse anymore, but dispersed the Ice Phoenix Sword and immediately ran to where Xiao Jing and others had fainted.

After a rough examination of everyone’s injuries, Xiao Yi’s face immediately turned as grim as water.

Everyone was severely injured.

Xiao Jing, being a Postnatal Seventh Layer Martial Artist with a tougher body, swallowed some Elixir Pills and woke up shortly after.

Previously, when refining Healing Pills for the clan’s offspring, Xiao Yi had crafted some Second-level Healing Pills with excellent effectiveness on his own.

"Cough, cough." Xiao Jing coughed twice, spat a mouthful of bloody sputum, and gradually stabilized his injury.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he gasped in shock.

The hundred meters radius looked like a post-apocalyptic wasteland; trees were destroyed, the ground was shattered, particularly when he saw the corpse of the Silver-Backed Demon Python, he was extremely amazed.

"Young... Young Master, what... what happened?" Xiao Jing asked.

Xiao Yi didn’t answer him. After administering Elixir Pills to the others in succession, he sat down beside Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Zimu.

Everyone else gradually woke up, only these two remained unconscious.

"Murong Qianjun, Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team," Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and muttered a few sentences, his face full of murderous intent.

"Young Master, how are Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Zimu?" Xiao Jing asked, noticing Xiao Yi’s grim expression.

Xiao Yi clenched his teeth, "Their injuries have stabilized, and their lives are no longer in immediate danger, but their Dantians have been destroyed."

"What! Their Dantians destroyed?" Xiao Jing’s face changed color.

The Dantian is the most important thing for a martial artist. Once destroyed, it signifies the loss of all cultivation, and even prevents any possibility of future cultivation, turning them into a waste.

Previously, these two had clung to the snake’s tail in what seemed a resignation to death, and had suffered the most severe injuries.

"Steward Xiao Jing, how are your injuries now?" Xiao Yi asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Jing replied, "They are essentially no longer a major problem. The seven main meridians are absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and healing themselves; I should recover my strength soon."

"That’s good," said Xiao Yi, his face dark as water. "Later, I’ll need to trouble you to escort them both back."

"Uh, okay," Xiao Jing instinctively replied, then startled, asked, "What about you, Young Master?"

Xiao Yi took out a handful of elixirs from his Qiankun Bag and threw them into his mouth, swiftly restoring the True Qi in his body.

"Murong Qianjun, Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team, none of you will leave the Meteorite Mountain Range alive," Xiao Yi said coldly as he vanished from the spot.

...

Dozens of miles away, Murong Qianjun and the captain of the Iron Blade walked smugly.

"Captain Iron Blade, thanks to your help this time, I had the chance to obtain these three Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits. When we return to the mines, I will surely reward you generously," Murong Qianjun laughed.

Despite being the captain of a demon hunting team and a Postnatal Sixth Layer martial artist, the captain still treated Murong Qianjun with utmost respect.

"You flatter me, Young Master Qianjun. With your remarkable talent, I believe you would easily have obtained those three Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits even without my help," Captain Iron Blade replied politely.

"Hahahaha," Murong Qianjun laughed arrogantly, clearly enjoying Iron Blade’s flattering.

"No matter what, you played a huge role this time," Murong Qianjun said. "Not only did we obtain the Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits, but we also dealt with those fools from the Xiao Family, especially Xiao Yi..."

Murong Qianjun said, "Initially, I thought that dealing with Xiao Jing, an elite steward, was already quite an achievement. I didn’t expect to handle Xiao Yi as well. I heard he was a recently emerged genius of the Xiao Family, having defeated both brothers Xiao Ruokuang."

"Xiao Yi must already be lying inside a snake’s belly by now. Such trash cannot possibly compare to Young Master Qianjun," Iron Blade declared.

"Exactly, such trash doesn’t even deserve to serve Young Master Qianjun," members of the Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team flattered.

"Hahahaha," Murong Qianjun laughed loudly. "If I had the chance, I’d have loved to fight him, but unfortunately, he’s already dead."

Just then, a sky-breaking sound approached from afar, followed by a loud roar that echoed in everyone’s ears.

"Murong Qianjun, I’ll give you that chance."

"Huh?" Murong Qianjun was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a fiery red figure swiftly approaching.

"It’s Xiao Yi," Murong Qianjun frowned.

Captain Iron Blade said with a deep voice, "That kid has superb tactics for pursuit through dense forests; despite the distance and the convoluted paths, he managed to trace us?"

"No way!" Iron Blade realized, and was instantly alarmed, "How did he escape? No one survives an attack from a Silver-backed Demon Python."

"Why bother asking about a dying man." Xiao Yi appeared in an instant, wielding two fire blades simultaneously striking at both Murong Qianjun and Iron Blade.

Boom, boom, the fire blades exploded, sending both men reeling backward.

"Such a powerful attack, and this kid is supposed to only have Postnatal First Layer cultivation?" Captain Iron Blade was shocked.

Xiao Yi pressed forward, not bothering with these two, and instead attacked the other demon hunters.

These demon hunters were at most at the Mortal Realm Ninth Layer, no match for Xiao Yi.

With one Tiger Form, Xiao Yi smoothly slashed one demon hunter’s throat.

Under the flames, a spurt of hot blood shot out from the neck, wetting Xiao Yi’s face.

Yet, Xiao Yi was unfazed.

Quick as a Leopard Form, he swiftly moved among the dozens of demon hunters.

Within a few seconds, more than a dozen men had their throats slashed and became corpses.

Xiao Yi’s hands were covered in their fresh blood. However, this blood could not quench the rage in his heart; the thick scent of blood could not mask his overwhelming intent to kill.

Murong Qianjun and Captain Iron Blade were instantly alarmed; they never expected Xiao Yi to so swiftly kill more than a dozen demon hunters.

"Gulp," both men swallowed and instinctively stepped back, the blood-covered Xiao Yi appearing before them like a Killing God emerging from hell, striking fear into their hearts.

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