Hunting Immortals and Demons

Surrounding the Demon King were more than ten burly figures.

Each of them, strong and colossal, far surpassed the ordinary demonic beasts, causing the ground to tremble as they moved.

Master-level demonic beasts.

On the city wall of Bei City, nineteen masters stood side by side, led by Zhao Tiansheng, the Clan Leader of the Zhao Clan.

All nineteen masters wore solemn expressions on their faces.

"The demonic beasts, they are all out."

"Within the Moling Mountain Range, there should still be demonic beasts. However, those that have left the Moling Mountain Range have basically emptied their nests."

"Can’t hold back any longer, are they going to launch a full attack?"

Several masters began to speak one after another.

"Who among you will join me in confronting the Demon King?. We must not let the master-level demonic beasts get close to Lingwang City, otherwise, Lingwang City, which has stood for a thousand years, will definitely be destroyed." Zhao Tiansheng said.

Not a single one of these masters, who had come to help from outside, responded.

Fighting the Demon King is an extremely dangerous task.

Originally, when the five Grandmasters besieged the Demon King, one was killed, a member of the Tu Family.

They had come to help, not to fight to the death.

"Clan Leader, I will join you."

"Clan Leader, I will assist you."

Finally, it was still a few masters from the Zhao Clan who stepped forward.

They were well aware that this platform of the Lingwang City was their territory, and they had to gnaw at the toughest bone. Only then would others lend a hand.

"Take action, today, kill the Demon King with me," Zhao Tiansheng roared. His aged body instantly became full of vitality, muscles bulging, the skin becoming rosy, as if he had become several decades younger in an instant.

With a single leap, he was hundreds of feet away and charging towards the Demon King at an astonishing speed.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The eighteen masters on the city wall also leaped down, heading towards the master-level demonic beasts.

The master-level powerhouses of both sides were rapidly closing in.

"Kill!"

Zhao Tiansheng leaped more than fifty meters high, towering over, his double-headed battle halberd slashing downwards with a terrifying momentum like splitting a mountain.

Roar!

The Demon King reached out a beast claw, its claws sharp as a knife, and cut upwards.

Clang!

The two sides clashed once.

A powerful burst of energy, centered on the two, swept out in all directions, forming layer upon layer of invisible ripples that surged in all directions.

Such a terrifying force; if those of the Martial Marquis realm were too close, they would be seriously injured in an instant.

Zhao Tiansheng’s body shook violently, he flew back several tens of meters, landed, and retreated another dozen meters or so, tracing a gouge mark on the ground.

The enormous body of the Demon King was also stopped and backed a few steps.

In the first clash, it was clear that the Demon King had the upper hand.

A savage color flashed in the eyes of the Demon King. He growled low and lunged at Zhao Tiansheng.

Behind him, three Zhao Clan masters followed, joining Zhao Tiansheng in battle against the Demon King, engaging in fierce combat.

The other human masters were also engaged in battle with the master-level demonic beasts.

As for the demonic beasts below the master level, they continued to charge towards Lingwang City like a flood.

In no time at all, a fierce battle had erupted completely.

Meanwhile, battles also broke out in the east and west of the city, where there were also clashes at the master level, only the numbers were far fewer than in Bei city.

The battle became more and more fierce, countless demonic beasts, fearlessly and stubbornly, continuously stormed the city walls.

Whistle whistle whistle...

Arrows shot into the air and exploded.

These were the measures that would only be used in extreme urgency.

In the Blood Land Vein of Zhao Clan, the remaining few high-level martial artists also rushed towards the city walls of the east and the west.

Splat!

Zhao Yi split a Martial Marquis-level demon in half with a single palm, his gaze towards the direction of the Blood Land Vein was filled with intense killing intent.

Afterwards, he killed more demonic beasts while sidestepping, gradually reaching under the city wall.

Taking advantage of the lack of attention, he took off running towards the Blood Land Vein.

At present, most of the elite of the Zhao Clan was attracted to the city wall to engage the demonic beasts, it is estimated that the guardians around the Pure Blood Chamber would be few. Now was the best time to assassinate Lu Yan.

With full speed, he soon arrived above the Blood Land Vein.

Whistle whistle whistle!

Bang bang bang!

Just at that moment, arrows rushed upwards from the Blood Land Vein, exploding in mid-air.

"The Blood Land Vein is also under attack, it’s the Cunning Beasts."

Upon having this thought, Zhao Yi immediately thought of the Cunning Beasts.

Indeed, he saw many figures rushing towards the castle on the Blood Land Vein. In the cover of night, they looked like ghosts, were they not some Cunning Beasts?

However, Zhao Yi did not try to stop these Cunning Beasts, but instead sped towards the Pure Blood Chamber.

Sure enough, the experts originally stationed around the Pure Blood Chamber had almost all left, leaving only two armored men to guard the entrance of the cave.

"What are you two still doing here? The Blood Land Vein is under attack from Cunning Beasts, go support them immediately."

Zhao Yi’s low voice rang out.

"Yes."

The faces of the two brawny men changed, and they quickly rushed towards the top of the Blood Land Vein.

Only Zhao Yi was left here.

Zhao Yi restrained his aura, darted into the cave, and soon arrived inside. He immediately saw Lu Yan, with only his head out of the blood pool.

"Lu Ren, today will be your death date."

With a low growl in his heart, Zhao Yi took up the bow and arrow from his back, drew the bow and shot an arrow.

With the augmentation of his bone strength, the metal arrow broke through the air, like a flash of lightning straight at Lu Yan’s forehead.

Just at that moment, Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, reached forward and grabbed the arrow shaft, holding it firmly in place.

"Hm?"

Zhao Yi softly grunted, shooting two more arrows towards Lu Yan’s heart and throat.

Lu Yan leapt to avoid the arrows, landing on the blood pool, his body naked, facing Zhao Yi.

"Are you unharmed?"

Zhao Yi stared at Lu Yan, quite surprised.

The Heart Tempering Decision stipulated that to cultivate the first layer, it took forty-nine days, and could not be interrupted midway. If disturbed, one’s Qi-blood would counterflow into their meridians, causing them to burst and die.

Counting the time, only eighteen days have passed, a critical time for cultivation.

However, looking at Lu Yan, he seemed unharmed.

But he didn’t know that Lu Yan had already completed the first layer of the Heart Tempering Decision two days ago, and beside the Dao Book, he had formed an avatar of the Heart Tempering Decision.

The reason for his speedy progress was due to Lu Yan’s possession of the first-rate Unity of Man and Martial Arts from the four schools. His transformation rate far exceeded that of ordinary people, and his absorption of the energy within the Pure Blood Chamber was also far superior.

After completing his cultivation, Lu Yan found that he could continue to absorb the energy in the blood pool with his strong transformation rate to enhance his bone strength. The efficiency was even better than consuming grade-two Martial Food.

Why not make use of a good opportunity?

So for the past two days, he remained in the blood pool, enhancing his bone strength.

Therefore, Zhao Yi’s attack didn’t affect him at all.

"Zhao Yi?"

Lu Yan said.

He had never met Zhao Yi before, but who else would harbour such a strong intent to kill him, other than Zhao Yi?

"Lu Ren, today, I’m sending you down to accompany Hao’er."

Zhao Yi simply discarded his bow and arrow. His muscles swelled as he ran and then leapt, covering dozens of meters, punching towards Lu Yan.

Undaunted, Lu Yan also punched out.

"So you actually dare to face my punch head on, very well."

A ferocious gleam flashed in Zhao Yi’s eyes as the two bone strengths within his body burst forth, pouring into his fist.

Bang!

The two punches collided, like two massive hammers hitting each other, causing a dull roar. Lu Yan’s body trembled and he stepped seven or eight steps backward.

However, Zhao Yi drifted back over a dozen meters, landing on the other side of the blood pool, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Upon exchanging blows, he didn’t gain the upper hand.

"Hah!"

With a growl, Zhao Yi’s muscles swelled more ferociously, and his bones made crunching sounds. Dense black scales began to crawl up his neck, extending to his lower jaw.

His forearms, which were visible outside of his clothes, also crawled full of black scales.

"The Divine Jiao Body, huh? It’s quite similar to the Tian Gang Red Scale Palm."

A thought sprung up in Lu Yan’s mind.

Crash!

Zhao Yi’s body charged towards Lu Yan like a cannonball as he launched a series of punches.

Lu Yan neither dodged nor hid. His body turned golden in an instant, and his fists also crashed out in succession against Zhao Yi’s.

Boom, Boom, Boom!

The sound of impact was endless, and the speed of both of them was extremely fast. In between the rising and falling, they exchanged dozens of moves.

"Such strong explosive power, just based on bone strength, I’m not his match."

Lu Yan thought silently.

He had mastered eight bone strengths, enough to crush any ordinary martial artist at the pinnacle of fifth Marquis Level.

But Zhao Yi’s cultivation level not only reached the peak of the fifth Marquis Level, but he also mastered two bone strengths, each of which was incredibly robust.

If Lu Yan’s bone strength can be compared to small ditches in a village, then Zhao Yi’s would be akin to a creek.

Though eight small ditches combined could overpower a creek,

Zhao Yi possessed two creeks, and in this, Lu Yan was inferior.

As for the ninth bone strength, it had only recently broken through, and its effect was limited.

But Lu Yan’s advantage was not just in his bone strength.

Lu Yan’s body had undergone several refinements of the Acquired Martial Body, far surpassing other Marquis of the same rank.

Moreover, with the Vajra Indestructible Skill of Unity of Man and Martial Arts, Lu Yan held a slight advantage in frontal assault.

Therefore, after several dozen rounds, Lu Yan began to gain the upper hand. Zhao Yi gradually fell into a disadvantage, forced by Lu Yan to constantly retreat.

"This guy, he really is an Innate Martial Body. Moreover, the quantity of his bone strength far exceeds mine."

Zhao Yi was more and more shocked as the fight went on.

Crash!

After another clash, Zhao Yi quickly retreated, and then let out a low growl like a wild beast. His skin’s surface veins popped, and the noise of his bones resembled that of frying beans.

His limbs began to swell, his shoes burst first, revealing his foot, which dramatically elongated, forming sharp claws, like the legendary Flood Dragon’s claws.

Not only his foot, but his hand also transformed into Flood Dragon’s claws.

Whoosh!

He leapt and his speed was much faster than before. Before the wind could make a sound, he was already near Lu Yan, his claw-hand like a sickle, slashing towards Lu Yan’s throat.

Lu Yan retreated while punching out, hitting the opponent’s claw hand.

Zhao Yi retreated by taking advantage of the force, landing on the wall. His claws penetrated into the rock, sticking on the wall like a gecko and then rapidly ran along the wall, looking for Lu Yan’s weak point.

Suddenly, he pushed off the wall with both feet, charging towards Lu Yan like a spear. His speed was so fast that an ordinary martial artist at the fifth level would find it hard to evade.

Lu Yan turned sideways, then his palm sliced out like a blade, accurately blocking the attack.

"Kind of troublesome. It’s hard to deal with his claws."

A thought flashed in Lu Yan’s mind, he applied the Cloud Walk, rushing to one side.

Zhao Yi closely followed him, his claw-hand reaching for Lu Yan’s back.