High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 237: Chapter 158: Feixing Society, Flying Star Chart, Mid-stage Flying Star

His rate of slaughter was so high that the arrival of subsequent demon waves couldn’t even keep up with the speed at which he cleared them out.

Ten waves of the Demon Race melted away like snow and ice within his lightning-filled domain, barely causing a ripple.

VMMMM—!

The fluctuations emanating from within the Star Gate suddenly grew heavy.

The eleventh wave of the Demon Race appeared!

This time, dozens of powerful auras were mixed in among the demon horde.

They were larger, their claws and fangs glinting coldly. In their eyes, a rational cruelty was now added to their usual bloodlust.

Flying Star Level. The first wave of Flying Star Level demons had appeared.

Not only was their vitality immense, but their level of skill had also reached the Peak of Power Realm.

The moment they charged out, they instinctively gathered, their auras linking as they attempted to combine their strength to resist the annihilating power of the lightning domain.

However, they were too slow.

Just as the demon horde was about to link up and form a defensive formation, the figure wreathed in lightning vanished without a trace.

SHING! An impossibly fast streak of purple blade light flashed through the core of the demon horde and vanished.

At the very center, the head of a massive Flying Star Level demon with menacing bull horns shot into the air, a column of crimson blood erupting from its neck.

WHOOSH! The blade light reappeared, already on the opposite side.

A Wolf Demon skilled at pouncing had only just raised its claws when a charred gash, deep enough to reveal bone, appeared on its chest. The terrifying power of the lightning instantly extinguished all its life force.

Fast! A speed that surpassed the reaction time of any demon!

Among those at the Flying Star Level, Li Wen’s speed was a law unto itself.

His perfected Ninth Layer of the Nine Heavens Divine Body granted him base attributes—especially speed and reflexes—that far surpassed others of his rank.

Li Wen now moved among the demon horde like a true phantom of lightning.

One moment, he was beheading a demon on the eastern side. The next, his blade was shattering defenses on the west. Then, in the same instant, he seemed to unleash fatal arcs from multiple directions at once.

The ordinary Flying Star Level demons couldn’t keep up with him at all. They couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes, left to futilely swipe their claws and roar at the afterimages he left behind.

His domain remained active, its arcing electricity constantly weakening and disrupting the demons’ movements and defenses. This allowed Li Wen to dodge and advance with the ease of a fish in water.

For a moment, the battlefield was a web of crisscrossing violet-gold lightning, punctuated by the dull thuds and snaps of severed limbs and flying heads.

The addition of dozens of Flying Star Level demons failed to slow the battle. Instead, faced with Li Wen’s unparalleled speed, they were mowed down as easily as cutting vegetables.

The twelfth wave, the thirteenth... The demons pouring from the Star Gate grew increasingly powerful, with a rising proportion of Flying Star Level combatants.

They attempted more powerful combination attacks and unleashed shockingly potent Talent Demon Skills.

Solid ice, toxic fog, and raging flames covered the battlefield. More powerful individual demons roared as they locked onto Li Wen, pouncing for the kill.

Li Wen’s response remained calm and efficient.

Against area-of-effect attacks, he pushed his speed to the absolute limit, weaving through the gaps between them.

When a powerful enemy locked on for a killing pounce, the extreme acceleration of his [Instant Rainbow Style] always allowed him to evade the attack’s spearhead at the last possible moment, delivering a fatal blow from a blind spot in their defense.

The Blade Intent of his [Silent Rainbow Style] infused his domain, causing every flash of his blade to carry an aura of withering decay that weakened the demons’ defenses.

[Mountain-Collapsing Style] was pure, overwhelming force used to shatter formations, instantly dismantling the defensive postures of smaller demon groups.

His figure moved like a violet Thunder Serpent dancing on a blade’s edge—agile, lethal, and impossible to pin down.

A battle that an ordinary expert on the Flying Star Chart would have to approach with caution was drastically simplified by his overwhelming speed.

The entire rhythm of the battle remained firmly in his grasp.

Soon, the fourteenth wave of the Demon Race surged from the Star Gate.

This wave of demons was on a completely different level.

Flying Star Level demons were now the main force, and mixed among them were even a few greater demons whose powerful auras indicated they had reached the Peak of the Flying Star Stage.

Not only were their skills superb, but they had also mastered more powerful combination Secret Techniques.

The moment they appeared, their violent vitality surged together, forming a thick, blood-red barrier that pressed in on Li Wen.

The power of their Demon Techniques multiplied. Icicles formed a forest of spears, and a toxic miasma hung like a thick cloud. Even more powerful greater demons tore through the air, pouncing on him head-on.

The pressure skyrocketed. Li Wen’s brow furrowed slightly.

He, who had previously been able to crisscross the battlefield at will, could now clearly feel the space around him being constrained by powerful demonic qi and an Energy Field. His ability to dodge and maneuver was severely restricted.

Meanwhile, several of the greater demons opposite him coordinated seamlessly, almost completely sealing off his potential high-speed paths of attack.

’I can’t hold back anymore.’

He contracted his domain, but the lightning power within grew even more condensed and ferocious.

Li Wen pushed his Body Technique to its absolute limit, weaving through a sky filled with Demon Techniques and a web of pouncing attacks. He unleashed [Silent Rainbow Style] and [Mountain-Collapsing Style] one after another, his blade flashing like bolts of white silk as he struggled to fend off the tide of attacks from all sides.

Every clash consumed a massive amount of his True Essence.

He could no longer instantly kill the Flying Star Level demons; the fight had become perilous and deadlocked.

Relying on his exquisite blade techniques and reflexes that far surpassed his peers, Li Wen fought through the constant peril to slay the primary attacking greater demons one by one. By destroying the core of the demons’ coordinated assault, he ultimately weathered the fourteenth wave.

However, his True Essence was now eighty to ninety percent depleted. The consumption had been immense, and even his breath carried a searing heat.

VMMMM—VMMMM—!

The Star Gate’s rotation suddenly accelerated, emitting a low, droning hum.

The fifteenth wave of demons!

It was as if a dormant, ancient beast had awakened. Before its terrifying aura could even fully manifest, it pressed down on the entire battlefield like a physical mountain.

The deep blue vortex of the Star Gate spun violently, its light blindingly intense. The energy fluctuations emanating from within far surpassed those of any previous wave.