Martial Cultivator

Looking at the young man who had rushed here in such a travel-worn state, Autumn actually did not feel surprised at all. In fact, he was the one she had been waiting for all along.

Xie Nandu had never been the one she most wanted to kill.

She had always wanted to kill only this young martial artist before her.

Chen Chao spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and cursed unceremoniously, “Autumn, damn you, if you’ve got business then come at me, what are you finding her for!”

Chen Chao spoke loudly, so everyone present heard clearly. Liu Banbi tugged at the corner of his mouth. Hearing these words, he felt an urge to smack this young martial artist in front of him. Dammit, already at the end of Nepenthe, yet still talking so recklessly.

As for the other great demons, their expressions were all grave. This guy looked unreliable, but he had truly killed quite a number of great demons in the desolate north. His battle record was fierce and the demon race had practically no way of dealing with him.

But that was also because no demon lord had personally come. If a demon lord had arrived in the desolate north, the situation would have been far better.

Except, the demon race had always treated the present matter as a mere test, and so had not taken it too seriously.

But underestimating always carried a price. Just like the current situation in the desolate north - very clearly, the demon race no longer had complete control.

“You keep running around, and I can’t be bothered to go chasing after you. Since I found her, you would show up anyway, why should I waste so much effort?”

Autumn said calmly, “You ought to thank me. If I had truly wanted to kill her, do you think you’d still be seeing her right now?”

Chen Chao cursed, “Thank your mother!”

Autumn frowned slightly, and at this moment, snow-white ripples stirred within her pupils. They looked like flowing white mist. It was strange, yet easy to be drawn into if one stared too long.

Others might not feel anything, but Chen Chao at this moment could clearly sense that Autumn was angry.

That flowing white mist was the sign of Autumn’s anger. This princess of the demon race rarely revealed her truest emotions, but now she could no longer suppress them.

Chen Chao remained silent, but he had probably figured something out. Most likely, Autumn’s mother was the reverse scale in her heart.

Angering a madwoman was never a good choice. But at this moment, Chen Chao felt it didn’t matter.

Because he too was furious.

The two locked eyes. Chen Chao pressed down on the hilt of his saber, licked his lips, and said softly, “Sword Immortal Liu, Commander Song, Commander Chen, make all these whatever great demons rest eternally here for this official. Today, not a single one of them leaves.”

Breathing out this turbid breath of air, Chen Chao narrowed his eyes, killing intent flowing through his entire body, so intense that even the wind and snow before him dared not approach.

Autumn’s face showed no expression. She merely extended her fingertip again, demon qi curling around it, and then it bloomed forth.

The great battle, at this moment, was on the verge of erupting.

“Sword Immortal Liu, stall her for a moment.”

Chen Chao spoke with his heart, informing Liu Banbi, and without waiting for the sword immortal’s reply, his figure had already dissipated, rushing toward a great demon.

Autumn had just reacted, but before she could stop him, the cry of a cicada rang out, incomparably clear within the wind and snow.

A sword light rose out of the blizzard, even stronger than before.

Having briefly exchanged blows with Autumn earlier, Liu Banbi had already experienced the strength of this demon princess. If he did not now bring out his trump cards, perhaps he truly would not be able to stall her even for a moment.

This sword was very likely the strongest sword of Liu Banbi’s entire life. Whether in sword intent or sword qi, it was nearly the most powerful sword within Nepenthe.

It could be said that under this sword, all Nepenthe cultivators in the world would prepare themselves in utmost seriousness.

Although Autumn had already surpassed Nepenthe and become an existence at the end of Nepenthe, when facing this sword, she too finally gave rise to some thoughts of utmost vigilance.

That sword swept past, tearing open a rift within the blizzard ahead, and then endless sword qi surged into it. The terrifying sword intent continued to extend forward, instantly spreading to fill the space ahead.

Autumn waved her hand, a black line trailing from her fingertip, constantly sweeping forward, trying to block that overwhelming sword.

Heaven and earth froze for an instant. The endless wind and snow exploded at once, snowflakes shooting out in all directions, smashing deep craters into the ground.

Liu Banbi, who had rushed forward with his sword, was blocked by that demonic qi, forcing him to immediately deliver a second sword. But this second sword merely forced back the demonic qi somewhat, unable to shatter it completely.

The webbing between Liu Banbi’s thumb and index finger split, fresh blood dripping onto the snow, soon staining it a deep red.

The Embracing Cicada flying sword buzzed, emitting a low, unwilling hum.

In his life, Liu Banbi had never been put in such a passive position. Even when slaying demons in the Northern Frontier, almost no one had ever forced him to this point.

He let out a self-deprecating laugh, but in the next instant, he rekindled his battle spirit, gripping the flying sword tightly and delivering another strike. The terrifying sword qi swept out in an instant - this was his third sword.

The ground split into a massive gully, appearing very fragile before that sword.

“You better fucking hurry!”

But after delivering this sword, Liu Banbi already knew there was almost no way to stop Autumn any longer. As soon as she broke through this strike, he would no longer be able to stall her at all.

Meanwhile, Chen Chao had already arrived at Song Lian’s side. But his figure did not halt; the young martial artist’s body flashed past, arriving before a great demon. Without the slightest hesitation, he threw out a punch.

A terrifying force, mingled with the blizzard, smashed out, landing upon the great demon’s body in an instant. The great demon had no time to dodge, and could only hurriedly summon several barriers before himself in an attempt to block that punch.

But the power of that punch was truly astonishing. Like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, it shattered the barriers before the great demon in an instant, and the fist landed squarely upon his body.

That punch did not pierce through the great demon’s body, but it still left his body caved in.

That great demon spat out a mouthful of blood, then immediately thought of fleeing the battlefield. But after the young martial artist glanced at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, the straight saber at his waist left its sheath. In an instant, it tore open a rift, and moments later, a great demon’s head had already fallen into Chen Chao’s hand.

Chen Chao casually flung it aside, then fixed his gaze on another great demon.

The surrounding great demons, watching this scene, felt nothing but shock. Though cultivating among the demon race was somewhat easier than for the human race, which one of those who had reached such a realm was not a peerless talent?

Yet such a formidable figure, under the hand of this young martial artist, let alone fighting on even ground, just barely holding on was already an extravagant hope.

A great demon, powerful enough to dominate a region, simply dropped dead.

This was an outcome no one had expected.

It left the remaining great demons chilled with fear. At this moment, they did not want to think about anything else; they only wanted to leave here as quickly as possible, never again to appear in the desolate north.

But clearly, things would not be so simple.

After one great demon’s blood splattered, Chen Chao very quickly set his sights on a second great demon.

With just an exchange of glances, that great demon did not hesitate in the slightest, his entire body turning into demonic qi, instantly retreating dozens of feet. Then he even spat out a mouthful of essence blood, disregarding all else in his attempt to escape the battlefield.

Great demons had their so-called pride, but pride could exist, just not at this moment.

The young martial artist had already gone crazed from killing. Any great demon with even a shred of sense knew that at this time, the farther they stayed from this god of slaughter, the better.

That great demon fled frantically, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt the hair all over his body stand on end. A terrifying saber light had already come from far behind him, and in an instant, it was before him.

The great demon turned, seeing only a flash of brilliant light, before his entire body was sent flying, spitting out a heavy mouthful of blood.

But before he could even catch his breath, a figure in black appeared before his eyes.

The young martial artist, holding a saber still dripping blood, lowered his head to look at him, without saying a word.

That great demon’s final sight seemed to be of a snow-white saber hilt.

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