Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 645 18: True Overlord Spear! (Part 2)

The sorcery mist began to form around without notice, rolling like fog, spreading from the direction of the forest, enveloping an area within a mile's radius.

The Man-Eating Ghost, the Murderous Ghost, the Blood Monk, the Corpse Monk, the Poison-Handed Ghost Doctor...

Mysterious figures emerged one after another.

In broad daylight, it was as if the world had turned into a ghostly realm, with the faint sounds of sobbing spirits in the background.

At this moment, the tall and gallant woman finally changed her expression. She had only drawn her sword to aid the oppressed, not expecting to provoke so many demons and specters. Most of the notorious masters from Devil's Valley had gathered here, including members of the Evil Sect.

"Benefactors, you don't need to worry about me, leave quickly."

The hunted woman seemed to regain some strength, speaking anxiously, her gaze determined. With so many enemies, she only hoped her sisters could notify Lady Jade Face in time, urging them not to come here for a rescue.

This time, Devil's Valley was well-prepared and included several masters from the Evil Sect.

"Leave just like that?"

"It won't be that easy!"

These evil path demons initially set up the ambush to trap others, but didn't expect to be disrupted by a group of meddling travelers.

The Murderous Ghost's eyes turned deep red, and he coldly said, "Leave?"

"First, leave behind a few lives."

At this moment, a soft chuckle echoed, as a man wielding a folding fan walked out from the woods. His face appeared young, yet his hair was white, with eyes that were enchanting and brazen. He assessed the tall woman from afar, playfully saying, "This lady has pure True Qi, destined to be my furnace."

The Elder of Hehuan Sect responsible for passing down techniques.

Unlike a Taoist, a monk, or a beggar, the transferring elders of the Evil Sect have no fame in the martial world. Their movements are mysterious, and they rarely show themselves unless the continuation of the sect is threatened.

Even the direct disciples of the Sect Master had perished.

This old monster couldn't sit still anymore. He had mastered the technique of retaining youth, but his actual age was unknown. His True Qi was exceedingly profound, though still somewhat mixed, years of cultivation had refined it to some purity.

"Courting death!"

A loud roar erupted as the woman, like a lioness, drew her bow and nocked an arrow, True Qi infused, letting the arrow fly like lightning breaking through the sky.

The man dared not face it head-on, employing movement techniques to dodge, letting out a frivolous laugh, "Fierce indeed, I favor fierce women the most."

"Once captured, I'll give you a proper lesson."

Both parties were at a standoff, unanticipatedly encountering so many demons, they found themselves in a difficult situation, unable to advance or retreat.

But just at this moment, several figures approached rapidly, led by a seductive woman who appeared to tread on air like an ethereal goddess.

"Lady Jade Face has arrived!"

That person appeared overjoyed, abandoning the opponents ahead and turning to face the three figures at the haze of the long road.

"Lady, please go quickly!"

A sharp exclamation echoed, this person coldly snorted, releasing a Finger Force, "Noisy!"

The woman beside the road groaned, her life or death unknown.

The cold wind howled.

Lady Jade Face looked at the monstrous figures ahead, her complexion gradually paling. She gathered her voice into a line, "Young Master."

"It is I who have implicated you."

"Find a way to leave first, I will stay and hold them off."

Unexpectedly, so many masters had come from Devil's Valley.

Among them were members from the Evil Sect and mighty figures from the wilderness. Most weren't after the young man beside Lady Jade Face, but it was she who over the years had stirred up storms in the martial world, making numerous enemies. The death of the Hehuan Sect's direct disciple was also blamed on her, for he had long sought to exploit Lady Jade Face, they had longstanding grievances.

With Lady Jade Face's peerless skills, if she abandoned others and fled, few could obstruct her.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, bloodthirst gathering, as if forming double pupils.

He opened his palm, catching the drizzling rain, his expression calm, "It's been a while since I've had a good slaughter."

"Help me keep some alive later."

The young man took a step forward, his True Qi inside rampaging like a rushing torrent. The bloodthirsty aura on his body materialized, even repelling the drizzle away from his body as if enveloped in a layer of blood shadow.

Refining the blood into an aura!

Master Monk Bu Jie was immensely shocked, and even Lady Jade Face was left dumbfounded. She had spent the past few days with the young man day and night, unaware he had cultivated his protective aura to this extent.

Could this young man be something other than human?

The iron body experts in the martial world generally required decades of harsh training to enshroud their entire bodies with protective True Qi.

And it had only been a few days?

The last time he fought someone, his protective aura wasn't this outrageous.

No.

He had already refined his blood into an aura, so why hadn't he stepped into the innate realm?

Master Monk Bu Jie seemed to sense something, his lips quivering slightly, murmuring, "Eight Heavenly Dragons... Asura Path..."

In the Buddhist scriptures, only one type of person can advance with such ferocity and progress rapidly, nourishing oneself with slaughter, that is the Asura Path.

Among the gods in the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Asura has the strongest combat prowess, was particularly fond of slaughter.

The wind howled and rain poured.

The young man looked at the people in the standoff and addressed the man wearing armor, "Friend, may I borrow your spear?"

These men were dressed as bodyguards, not resembling martial artists, but rather adept military hands.

Who borrows weapons at such a moment?

The young man's actions were quite unexpected, leaving everyone present a bit befuddled, as losing a weapon was a significant taboo in the martial world. Yet, for some reason, one of the leading men couldn't bring himself to refuse. After a brief hesitation, it seemed he was overwhelmed by the young man's impressive aura, and he threw his overlord spear forward.

Buzz!

The young man reached out, catching the spear, waved it casually, producing a sonic boom, dispersing the raindrops into a three-zhang wide airwave ring.

"You know spear techniques?" Master Monk Bu Jie exclaimed in shock.