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Demon Soul Valley is still shrouded in Demonic Energy, eerie and forbidding. Even the midday sunlight cannot penetrate here, or perhaps it is simply avoided like a venomous snake. Everything that survives here has inevitably been demonized, from the smallest blade of grass to the various Demon Beasts.
On a usual day, Demon Soul Valley is Quiet, but for some reason, it has become lively. The roars of Demonized Beasts rise up, seemingly in celebration. The bustling atmosphere has diluted the Demonic Energy above Demon Soul Valley. However, the reason for their excitement remains unknown.
In one part of Demon Soul Valley, Gu Yunfei and his group listened cautiously. They looked around with vigilant expressions. They naturally heard the continuous roars of the Demonized Beasts. Fear gripped their hearts as they recalled the scene from a month ago when they were surrounded.
After escaping from Demon Soul Valley, they rested for two days to regain their strength. After some discussion, they re-entered Demon Soul Valley. This time, they were much more cautious, only dealing with those Demonized Beasts they were confident they could eliminate completely. They aimed to leave no survivors, believing this would prevent attracting more Demonized Beasts.
Over the past month, they had managed to stay safe without encountering significant danger. There had been no casualties, and their numbers remained over sixty. Moreover, after a month of effort, each person had accumulated three to four hundred points in their Jade Tablets. Some of the more skilled individuals had already surpassed five hundred points.
At that time, Outer Court Lord Li Yun stated that as long as one could gather five hundred points, there were no high expectations for ranking on the Bronze Ranking, and they could return early. Five hundred points was not much; within just a month, some had already achieved it. Considering there were still five months left, accumulating over a thousand points seemed feasible.
With no dangers encountered this month, many disciples' thoughts began to stir again. Initially, many hoped to quickly earn five hundred points and leave. However, it now appeared that five hundred points would likely place them at the bottom of the Bronze Ranking. The rewards for the top three positions reignited their previously extinguished hopes that had been dashed by the Demonized Beasts.
“Gu Shixiong, what’s going on with these Demonized Beasts? They were quiet before; why are they roaring like this now?” asked a puzzled disciple cautiously.
“I’m not sure; just be careful. This situation seems unusual. Once we deal with the current batch of Demonized Beasts, we should leave and observe what happens next. If there’s no danger, we can continue,” replied Gu Yunfei, lacking any clear answers and opting for a conservative strategy.
The main concern was that these Demonized Beasts felt very strange to them. They had silently surrounded them before; who knew what tricks they might pull this time? Once bitten by a snake, one is afraid of a rope for ten years. Caution was essential!
“Ah, I’m finally out.” In a corner of Demon Soul Valley, the figure of Ren Pingsheng appeared. He spent twenty days in an underground cave solidifying his cultivation in various aspects and made significant progress in his Sword Technique.
“Yes, I’m finally out. After two thousand years, I can see this land again,” said the black-clad Demon Emperor, standing quietly beside him with a somewhat emotional expression, filled with nostalgia and more than a hint of weariness.
“Haha, don’t be sentimental; there will be plenty of opportunities ahead. Let me finish my task first before we leave,” said Ren Pingsheng with a smile as he carefully surveyed his surroundings.
“It doesn’t matter; there’s nothing worth missing here anyway. At least that battle back then didn’t tarnish my reputation,” he shook his head, his gaze returning to calmness.
“I’ve heard rumors that three royal-level experts from the Xuanjian Sect fought you—one died and two were severely injured. But it seems that’s not entirely true.”
“Hmph! Those three hypocrites could never be my opponents. If it weren’t for their ambush, they wouldn’t stand a chance against me at all. I just didn’t expect them to bring the diagram for the Vajra Nirvana Formation. I was heavily injured at that time and caught off guard when they sealed me. However, one dead and two severely injured isn’t too bad; it’s just that after so long, I fear those two have long since perished as well.”
“Vajra Nirvana Formation, is it really that impressive?” Ren Pingsheng asked, somewhat puzzled, after killing a Demonized Beast. He had never heard of such a thing before.
“It is quite impressive. What they had back then was just a flawed diagram of the formation. I wouldn't be afraid if I were at my peak strength. However, if it were the complete Vajra Nirvana Formation, even at my peak, I would be helpless against it. But such things are extremely rare, mostly left over from the Ancient Times,” the Demon Emperor said, sounding somewhat apprehensive.
“Oh, so it’s something passed down from the Ancient Times. No wonder it’s so powerful.”
“Yes, the warriors from that time were far stronger than those of today. The grandeur of that era is something we cannot compare to now. It has all been submerged in the tide of history. However, even so, obtaining some of their legacies would instantly make one powerful. You should keep an eye out for such things in the future.”
“Such things are not easy to come by; it all depends on fate,” Ren Pingsheng said with a smile and shook his head, focusing on hunting Demonized Beasts. Relying on these elusive things is unreliable; if he wanted to grow stronger, he had to rely on himself.
Currently, he had nearly four hundred points on his Jade Tablet. When he broke through earlier, he had killed quite a number of Demonized Beasts. Not counting the low-level Demon Beasts, he had at least thirty Intermediate Demonized Beasts and ten High-Level Demonic Beasts fall under his sword. Before being transmitted into the underground cave, he even killed a Top-Tier Demonized Beast.
Adding that up, he had four hundred points. Among those disciples who were only concerned about escaping at that time, his score could definitely be considered the highest. However, after the unexpected incident, it could only be considered average now.
In the following days, Ren Pingsheng continuously hunted Demonized Beasts in the Demon Soul Valley. With his greatly increased cultivation level, even High-Level Demonic Beasts could only last two strikes at most in his hands. If it weren't for their tough skin and thick flesh, he could have dealt with them in one strike. Not to mention those mid to low-level Demonized Beasts.
His points on the Jade Tablet were also rapidly increasing. After half a month, he had already surpassed the thousand-point mark. This was still considering that he had no interest in mid to low-level Demonized Beasts. Even if he encountered them, he wouldn’t even glance at them.
“Alright, I should have enough points now; I’m not interested in being among the top three anyway,” Ren Pingsheng glanced at his twelve hundred points on the Jade Tablet and decided to leave this place since staying here was of no use.
The mission deadline was six months; it had barely been two months so far. He didn’t plan to return to the Academy, but instead intended to explore the neighboring Nanyun Forest. That place was much better and offered many more opportunities.
“Ren Pingsheng, you should leave quickly; I sense a Second-Level Demonized Beast coming your way,” suddenly the voice of the Demon Emperor rang in his ears. Ren Pingsheng was taken aback before realizing what was happening.
What? A Second-Level Monster! That’s equivalent to a human Martial Master, and now it’s been demonized; its strength is even greater—definitely not something he could handle right now.
“Damn it, how did I run into such a big guy?” Even with his good temper, he couldn’t help but curse. He then ran deeper into the Demon Soul Valley, as that area was closer to the Nanyun Forest. He just needed to cross over one mountain to get there.
Behind him, a pitch-black Python, as thick as a water barrel, was rapidly pursuing him. With just a slight flick of its tail, it covered dozens of yards in distance, and its tail flicking frequency was terrifyingly high. To human eyes, it appeared as if it was teleporting. After just a few breaths, it was already very close to Ren Pingsheng.
“What incredible speed!” Ren Pingsheng’s expression changed as well. Although each of his strides covered one hundred twenty yards, he was still slower compared to this kind of Python.
“It seems when I return, I need to see if there are any good Movement Techniques. Or perhaps check if there’s any possibility for advancing my Wind Shadow Stealth Technique. Right now, it doesn’t even count as an Intermediate Movement Technique.”
"Not good!" The Python, which had been getting closer, suddenly opened its mouth and a plume of dark green mist erupted. Ren Pingsheng knew it was definitely toxic and dared not confront it, so he had to dodge away. However, the Python slammed its tail against the ground, instantly covering nearly two hundred feet and blocking Ren Pingsheng.
"This beast is quite clever," he thought, stopping in his tracks with a heavy expression. His right hand involuntarily gripped the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at any moment.
"Hiss..." The Python raised its head, its red tongue flicking in and out, with a pair of cold, merciless yellow vertical eyes. Its tail swayed rhythmically, seemingly poised to attack at any time.
A breeze blew by, and both man and beast moved simultaneously.
"Slash!" As the Python lunged forward to attack, Ren Pingsheng instantly drew his sword. The golden sword energy surged with endless sharpness, slicing downwards. As he struck, his figure vanished. He reappeared beside the Python, his sword creating thirteen afterimages as it struck at the creature's vital spot. Several scales shattered, and blood splattered.
However, he did not look back at the result; his figure disappeared again. At that moment, the Python let out a mournful cry, its tail whipping out like a whip, leaving countless afterimages in the air. Just as Ren Pingsheng revealed himself not far away and had yet to catch his breath, a shadow was already upon him. Startled, he could only raise his sword to block.
"Bang..." He was sent flying. The grip of his right hand on the sword cracked open, trembling uncontrollably. Blood stained his palm, making it difficult to hold onto the sword.
In the blink of an eye, neither man nor beast had gained an advantage over the other.
Although the scales at the Python's vital spot were broken, that was the result of Ren Pingsheng's most powerful Seven Star Sword Technique. With this lesson learned, the Python would not allow him to get close again. If he couldn't close the distance, his ability to inflict damage on the Python would be severely limited. However, the damage that the Python could inflict on him would still be terrifying.
"I'm no match for it!" Ren Pingsheng understood this very well. Perhaps it would take him ten or twenty strikes to truly injure the Python, but just one hit from it would surely leave him gravely wounded.
Having come to this realization, Ren Pingsheng began seeking a way to escape.
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