Lu Dingkui had revealed his hidden techniques. Although he held the upper hand, he found it difficult to quickly kill the Demon.
The Aoyin was no ordinary Demon.
Its hide was tough and its fur like thick felt. Combined with its condensed internal Demon Qi, the Strength of any blow landing on its body was instantly reduced by seventy percent.
Lu Dingkui’s burst of power didn’t frighten it. Instead, it ignited its bestial nature, making it even more frenzied.
"ROAR!"
With a low growl, the Demon transformed into a gust of white wind and lunged forward, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
Its sharp claws tore through the air.
HISSING.
"Hah!"
Lu Dingkui’s eyes focused. With a deep grunt, the Qi Blood within him began to circulate along a mysterious and profound path.
Instantly.
His Skin and Flesh tightened rapidly, his skin’s surface becoming like jade. His condensed Qi Blood was like steel wires, forged and tempered a thousand times.
"SCREEECH..."
The Demon’s claws, which could slice through steel, struck his body, yet only managed to leave faint white marks.
Terrifying!
One must understand, Lu Dingkui was merely an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist. His Physical Body was still that of a Mortal, yet it displayed an extraordinary resistance.
Such defensive capabilities were something few could achieve, let alone an Eighth Grade—even most Seventh-Grade Martial Artists couldn’t do it.
Moving Mountain!
His figure swayed, and his Fist Force struck.
Every one of his movements carried an immense Giant Power.
The simple moves contained a certain profound mystery.
Although they looked slow, the agile Demon was always unable to dodge or evade them.
"BANG!"
"BANG! BANG!"
The Demon was sent flying again and again. At first, it could withstand the blows, but gradually its skin split open, and blood began to flow.
Its thick fur and tough skin ultimately couldn’t withstand the Giant Power that hammered it relentlessly.
Heaven-Suppressing Sect!
Lu Dingkui’s eyes went wide. He clasped his hands into a single fist, roared, and stepped forward, bringing them down like a sledgehammer.
"CRACK!"
The Demon let out a mournful cry as its ribs shattered. It collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood, on the verge of death.
After a fierce battle, a victor was finally decided.
"Hahh... Hahh..."
Lu Dingkui leaned on his knees, gasping for breath. In just a few moments, sweat had soaked through his clothes.
"Father!"
A young man rushed out from the house and helped him to his feet.
"Are you alright?"
"I’m fine."
Lu Dingkui waved his hand, his voice weak.
"I just used a Secret Technique, which left me a bit drained. Thankfully, I finally took care of this Demon."
"Heh..."
"A Seventh Grade Demon. My decades of hard Cultivation were not in vain."
"Father," the young man said, his eyes filled with adoration and amazement.
"You actually killed a Seventh-Grade Great Demon! If word of this gets out, the Lu Family Martial Arts Hall will surely become famous."
"Shush..." Lu Dingkui’s expression darkened, and he whispered,
"You must never speak of this to outsiders."
"I know," the young man chuckled.
"It’s like the Giant Spirit Divine Skill. I’ve never told anyone about it either, only saying that I also practice the Dragon Elephant Force."
"An innocent man is blameless, but his treasure makes him guilty. I understand that principle."
"Mm," Lu Dingkui nodded in gratification.
"The Giant Spirit Divine Skill is a legacy of the Divine Heaven Sect. Its grade is too high, far beyond what people like us can hope to master, unless..."
"One day, when you can break through to the Seventh Grade, then you can bring it out into the open. Otherwise, if it’s exposed, it will be the day the Lu Family is annihilated. I didn’t even teach it to your sister, for fear of attracting disaster."
"Huuu..."
He let out a long, turbid breath and waved his hand.
"Clean up the Demon’s corpse. The chaos in town won’t subside anytime soon, so we still need to be careful."
"Yes."
The young man replied.
The two of them didn’t notice Zhu Ju on the roof.
Nor did they realize that a disciple lying unconscious on the ground had actually regained consciousness long ago and had witnessed Lu Dingkui’s entire display of might.
It was only when the young man walked over that he closed his eyes again, continuing to feign unconsciousness.
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Zhu Mansion.
The southern courtyard wall had collapsed at some unknown time.
A giant rhinoceros was roaring madly as it charged toward a group of guards.
Its horn was extremely sharp, capable of piercing a hole even through armor. The thick hide and fat on its body also significantly weakened attacks from sharp weapons. For a time, the guards from the Nursing Home could only surround it, shouting, unable to kill it.
And it wasn’t the only one.
Two other Demons were running rampant in the courtyard. Nursing Director Zhang was frantic with worry, but he could only deal with them one by one.
"BANG!"
Suddenly.
A dark figure descended from the sky, his fist like a hammer, smashing into the rhinoceros’s neck. The immense force knocked the Demon straight to the ground.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master, be careful!"
"Mm." Zhu Ju flexed his wrist, looking at the rhinoceros before him, a sharp glint in his eyes.
’Eighth Grade...’
’Perfect!’
And with that, before the rhinoceros Demon could get up, he charged forward bare-handed.
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Sanhe Gang Headquarters.
The rampaging Demons were being surrounded and killed by the gang’s disciples and archers, their numbers decreasing at a visible rate.
Just as it seemed the demon scourge was about to be quelled...
"BOOM!"
A ten-zhang-long Flood Dragon smashed through the roof and appeared in everyone’s sight.
The Flood Dragon’s body was covered in palm-sized scales. Its forked tongue flickered with a hiss, and a violent Demon Qi instantly swept across the area.
"A thousand-year-old Great Demon?"
"No!"
"It’s Vice Gang Leader Hai!"
"..."
"Brother Hai," Li Xianshan appeared below, looking up at the Flood Dragon before him with a sigh.
"We’re just killing some rampaging Demons. Why must you throw yourself into the mix? You know, as long as the green mountains are there, one need not worry about firewood."
"Li Xianshan!" Hai Yunzou roared.
"You despicable, shameless villain!"
"You used me to become the Gang Leader of the Sanhe Gang, promising to help me become a Great Demon! That’s the only reason I brought my demons to join you, and now..."
"If I just stand by and watch my old friends of many years die, what’s the point of becoming a Great Demon?"
"ROAR!"
"Come on!"
"Boil the hounds when the hares are dead; store the bow when the birds are gone. I know you’ve always wanted to kill me. Today, I’ll give you the chance!"
He was not Li Xianshan.
He couldn’t sacrifice his loved ones for his own future, nor could he stand by and do nothing while Croc Hall Master and the other demons died.
What’s more, without the support of Croc Hall Master and the other demons, he would be all alone. He probably wouldn’t be able to maintain his footing in the Sanhe Gang, which was full of members of the Human Race.
In that case...
...it was better to fight to the death!
As the giant Flood Dragon thrashed its body, the dozen or so wells within the Sanhe Gang’s headquarters burst open one after another.
Jets of water shot into the sky.
In the blink of an eye.
The streams of water converged, transforming into a surging wave that swept through the surroundings. Countless people were sent flying, screaming and wailing in agony.
Hai Yunzou, having revealed his true form, now possessed power comparable to a Fifth-Grade Great Demon.
"Stubbornly refusing to see the truth."
Li Xianshan shook his head. His gaze swept around, pausing for a moment in the directions of the City Lord’s Mansion, the Zhou Family, and the Nie Family.
Then he extended his large hand, and with a light clench of his fingers, a long saber as thin as a cicada’s wing silently appeared.
A Qi Blood Divine Weapon!
The Wind-Slaying Saber!
"BOOM!"
A violent wind suddenly erupted.
A hurricane abruptly formed around Li Xianshan, its gale-force winds like blades, wildly slicing in all directions.
The torrent of water collided with the blades of wind.
In an instant.
The area for ten-odd zhang around them was reduced to ruins.
Sixth-Grade Peak!
The strength Li Xianshan revealed was almost identical to that of Hong Qingyi, the former Gang Leader of the Qingyi Gang. Both were at the Sixth-Grade Peak, just one step away from entering the Fifth-Grade Realm.
"ROAR!"
The Flood Dragon roared and lunged forward, shrouded in the torrent of water.