Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 675 27: Annihilating Villain Valley! (Part 3)

"Not good!"

"Where did this group of fiends come from?"

The two masters outside the Evil Valley were killed on the spot. In a stone forest within the valley, a fierce monk holding a skull opened his eyes, his expression slightly changing as he heard the commotion. Without hesitation, he got up and hurried over. One by one, the figures swiftly approached, and the masters of Evil Valley appeared one by one in the darkness.

-- Bone-breaking Mad Monk - Xiao Ying (Corpse Monk) (Five-star Silver Grey).

Finally, a decent master has arrived.

In the distance, the monk had gray-white skin, unlike a resident of the Central Plains, more like a monk from the Western Regions. His hair and beard were very lush, his eye sockets hollowed, his eyes emitted a faint green light, a hooked nose, gaunt cheeks, and a circle of skulls adorn his neck. His finger joints were exceptionally large, indicating his proficiency in both inner and outer techniques, making him a finger technique expert.

This man resembled an unsanctified Sand Monk, with exactly nine human skulls adorning him.

"The Bone-breaking Mad Monk, his Mighty Vajra Finger is formidable."

The Unrepentant Monk seemed to recognize him, whispering, "This demon monk is from the Western Regions, he's been to India, mastered some evil techniques, and even enjoys eating corpses."

During the Tang Dynasty, the connections with the Western Regions were very deep.

Even after losing the Western Regions, the interactions between the Central Plains and the foreign tribes of the Western Regions did not decrease much. The map of the Tang Dynasty could be considered the standard map, which future emperors could use to reclaim lost territories.

Lu Shanjun was equally astonished upon seeing this person, detecting a corpse-eating stench around him, evidently possessing evil arts.

Boom!

The two exchanged a palm strike from a distance, shattering the index finger of the Bone-breaking Mad Monk, who vomited blood and propelled the skulls from his body with hidden force.

Human skulls came whistling through the air, fierce as ghosts.

-- Four-eyed Yaksha, Human Candle Ancestor, Poison-hearted Scholar, Barren Ghost Widow (Witchcraft), etc.

Shadows appeared one by one in the Evil Valley.

They were similar to the Cannibal Ghost and Hell Ghost of the past, mostly holding four-star silver-grey marks. If one's strength was slightly lacking, they would be ousted from the Top Ten Villains list, a title that existed since Evil Valley's inception, yet the Top Ten Villains were not static.

Since the Late Tang Dynasty's Huang Chao Rebellion, near a century had passed. Those extremely evil individuals gravitated towards this place. To rise in Evil Valley was simple: eliminate one of the Top Ten Villains, and you become the new Top Ten Villain.

This place harbors all manner of demons and monsters. As long as you are ruthless and strong enough, you can establish yourself here, enjoying wine, meat, and beauty.

At critical moments, they become valuable muscle.

Whoosh.

Another arrow pierced the dark sky. The Human Candle Ancestor, resembling a dried corpse, was a sinister old man who liked to light sky lamps using human candles. His origins were unknown, but his notoriety was great.

Attempting a sneak attack, he did not expect to have an arrow pierce his chest and abdomen. His protective True Qi was as fragile as paper, a mouthful of blood spat out, and before he could avoid it, a second arrow followed, piercing his skull and nailing him to a stone pillar.

"Not good!"

"The enemy has a Master of Archery!"

The Poison-hearted Scholar, dressed as a Confucian scholar with wicked eyes, sensing something was amiss, quietly shielded the others in front of him.

Roar!

At that moment, an angry roar resonated throughout the valley. In the darkness, a formidable figure, as robust as Dong Zhuo, emerged. From afar, a saber aura cleaved the air, stretching a dozen lengths like Nie Feng's forty-meter long saber, causing the entire stone forest to tremble and collapse.

"What master is this?"

"Daring to ambush my Evil Valley!"

Murderous aura surged.

This individual, wielding demonic techniques, stirred the wind and clouds, his roar reminiscent of Lion's Roar Technique, shaking the valley. His massive figure was surprisingly agile, the long saber in his hand exuding a dark crimson hue. As he cleaved, a sound akin to ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed, as if the blade could sever human souls.

"Quickly, go to Yangshuo and inform Eunuch Chen, a strong enemy is attacking."

This person, with a dark face and exotic eyes, appeared mixed between Central Plains and foreign tribes. His external martial arts were quite domineering, True Qi surged, and his demonic technique was extraordinary. Having achieved internal and external cultivation, he reached the Innate Realm.

-- Zhu Jie (Master of Evil Valley) (Five-star Gold)!

Behind him appeared many bandits and evil-doers from the southern regions. No matter whom you offended in the southern regions, as long as you sought refuge in Evil Valley, you would be protected.

This malignant tumor had gone unremoved for decades, not due to the absence of masters in the contemporary world, but because those experts may not be willing to travel south to eradicate evil.

"This saber is quite formidable, full of murderous aura."

Lu Shanjun eyed the opponent's saber, engraved with a man-eating fierce tiger, capable of soul-snatching, delighting in saying, "I am quite fond of it, why not cut off your head and gift the saber to me?"

Does Lu Shanjun want this saber?

In the darkness, the young man who had nocked the bow set down his battle bow and picked up the wrought iron lance on his back, his gaze locking onto this person.

The saber exceeded four feet in length, quite fitting for Lu Shanjun's build.

It ought to belong to Lu Shanjun.

Just recently, the young man had gifted Lu Shanjun a Five Tiger Soul-severing Sabre manual, precisely lacking a weapon.

The demonic energy surged.

After shooting dead the Temptress, Duncan's True Qi seemed to have reached a critical point, merging with the demonic energy within his body, gathering at the central Dantian. Once it returned to the lower Dantian, it became incredibly refined, undergoing a qualitative transformation.

Postnatal transformation into Innate!

Innate True Qi coursed throughout the body, encompassing one's energy, spirit, consciousness, and intent, forming a unique metamorphosis.

The True Qi had completed a full internal cycle, circulating autonomously even without deliberate cultivation.

This human form, initially a three-star mark, rose to a four-star gold, finally reaching a breakthrough point after slaughtering a group of evil spirits and using the heads from Evil Valley, becoming a top martial arts master of the time. An Innate Realm expert, highly regarded in both northern and southern martial arts circles.

One cannot be considered a true expert without reaching the Innate Realm!

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