Chapter 510: A Formidable Enemy in the Graveyard, the Headless One

At this very moment, in the eyes of Du En and the others, the Corpse-less Graveyard—which should have long been abandoned—was a scene of towering resentment, so intense it was forming a new layer of dark clouds, actually blocking out the incessant rain.

And all around it, scattered remains of mangled corpses were strewn about!

The corpses of the villagers from the Post Village, and the Fallen Resentment Demons, had also been killed! Moreover, they hadn't noticed the slightest clue beforehand, leading to this sudden encounter with such a scene!

"Careful."

Du En instantly manifested into human form.

Da Huang suddenly widened its eight eyes.

The next moment, a fierce shockwave struck.

Deep trenches appeared directly in the ground; the incoming force was surging and violent, its tail end grazing and sending flying Da Huang, who had jumped up in an emergency to dodge, then continuing forward until it reached the Post Village, making the dilapidated ruins even more broken and crushing the stone remains left behind by the villagers.

It crossed a thousand zhang in one go!

A single strike severed the entire village!

The Resentment Demon opposite was strong!

It wasn't the type that was a bit too strong like the old warrior, yet not strong enough, allowing Du En to easily grasp its weaknesses; it was simply that direct and straightforward kind of situation.

At the very least, it possessed combat power comparable to a genius in the Golden Core stage, without a single bit of flashiness; it was the most troublesome opponent Du En had encountered yet.

"Caw!!!"

Like a ghost crawling out of hell letting out a strange cry, that long, sharp sound was extremely abnormal; just as Da Huang landed and stood steady, hearing it made it feel somewhat out of control.

Because memories were churning and rapidly locking onto a certain figure, even it, a dog, was experiencing intense wavering, which was a very dangerous sign at present.

"Woof, woof..."

"Run, retreat!"

Wu Rui was thrown out, but there was no problem; the protection of the forehead chain had recovered. At this moment, she ran over and hurriedly issued the command, which Da Huang subconsciously obeyed, pulling the carriage with its bottom torn apart and retreating rapidly; only then did that sign of loss of control slowly subside.

She just let out a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Du En, who had just rushed out to engage the enemy, flew back and out like a cannonball, brushing past her, slamming heavily into the ground, and skipping across the dirt a dozen times.

A sense of horror welled up spontaneously; the figure behind her at this moment was undoubtedly the true form of that terrifying Resentment Demon! Gloomy light quietly radiated, casting his shadow; the maiden's gaze couldn't help but tremble, staring at that empty neck, as if she could see some churning, boiling, ultimate malice within it.

"Caw!!!"

The cry exploded again, sharp and intense, crashing straight into the mind like a knife.

One could see another blade being swung casually, while the other hand lifted up and grabbed at the sky, as if grabbing a light source... He really did grab the light; it was a spell, a low-grade Fireball Art, very ordinary, and also very terrifying.

The blade fell, a thousand-zhang trench.

Resentment fire boiled, capable of boiling rivers! No flashiness, only direct brutality! Wu Rui subconsciously transformed her entire body into strange feathers, but the next moment she was fiercely blasted away, colorful debris scattering across the sky, easily burned away by the resentment fire; it was as if her transformation was broken in a single strike. As she flew away, she still saw a giant pit appear where she had been, filled with flowing magma, the resentment fire burning long and unceasingly.

And the blade just swung was naturally aimed at Du En, who had just climbed up in the distance.

He muttered a bit at this moment.

"Got schemed against by that old thing."

Earth Armor covered him.

Profound color erupted!

Profound Mystery Sacrifice!

Then he fiercely stabbed his sword into the ground, heaving up a hillock to block the blade.

Earth Bullet triggered.

Profound Mystery Sacrifice!

Faced with violence, one can only return violence! So, after Du En actually judged the opponent's capabilities, he didn't have the slightest hesitation at this moment, directly sacrificing all the Daoist foundation he had just scooped back, thereby retrieving a corner of its peak Daoist power! He hadn't been cultivating for nothing, after all.

With a step like that, he, looking like a profound-colored mountain god clay statue, had shattered the earth and rapidly arrived before the Resentment Demon, before that headless, blade-wielding warrior, to prevent him from attacking again and finishing off the flying Wu Rui.

Sword swung, divine fire blazing.

Blade met it, resentment fire unceasing!

The headless warrior seemed to have a motion of tilting his head; he also knew at this moment that this side had become difficult to deal with—at the very least, it could now contend with him. He was also decisive, or rather, he was going mad, frantically boiling, filled with resentment, die die die die die!!!!!

"Caw caw ah!!!!!"

The resentment, boiling to the point of blocking out the gloomy rain, was like spreading its own wings at this moment; the headless warrior seemed to transform into a headless strange owl, letting the power in his body tear himself apart, causing filthy feathers to fall and then madly regenerate, the whole becoming even more terrifying and bizarre, turning into waves of frenzy crashing against the enemy before him.

The profound-colored armor covering him was creaking and screaming, as if countless drills were madly and viciously boring into it.

Facing such a crazy and terrifying opponent, Du En calmly continued to trigger Profound Mystery Sacrifice.

Wood Spirit Entanglement.

Sacrifice!

Boom! Crack crack crack! Accompanied by a tree breaking through the soil, the earth was torn apart by surging tree roots; trees that had not taken shape, like the teeth of the earth, were about to fiercely strangle the prey that had fallen into them.

The headless warrior seemed to lower his head, and resentment fire erupted directly from his body, within which were countless shrill laughs and infinite pain, like countless wild blades, seizing the initiative to strangle everything around him, grinding the teeth of the earth into pieces.

Du En's actions were, of course, not finished; this turn-based-like situation was not what he wanted, but this guy before him was able to steadily perform while contending with him, not caring about anything at all—it was truly genuine madness.

He could only impose restrictions.

Breath-Concealing Art.

Profound Mystery Sacrifice.

Quiet cold air seeped into the headless Resentment Demon's body, suddenly freezing him for a moment, and then it was about to be overwhelmed by the madness, but it was enough for Du En to withdraw his sword, stab it into his body, and fiercely urge the divine fire to pour in, while simultaneously continuing to sacrifice a spell.

Sand-Raising Art.

Profound Mystery Sacrifice.

The headless warrior suffered the dual heaven of ice and fire and was about to break through even faster, but he did not expect that within his mind, which should have long been shattered and vanished, a profound dust could still be whipped up, further curbing his actions and movements.

However, even if it was this exceptionally effective, wanting to take advantage of this gap to solve him, with just the current Du En, was still difficult to achieve.

Therefore.

A petite figure came rushing over, dragging a long iron spear.

That long spear was covered in black feather patterns, and its tip seemed even more adorned with glory, with tassels fluttering in the wind, resembling the beak of a mysterious bird, highlighting a majestic power.

She suddenly sprang up, having gained the strength of the old warrior, her speed shockingly fast, while Du En stepped aside, immediately letting her smash down with the spear, shattering half the body of the headless warrior and causing that blade to slip from its grasp.

A silvery chain blade emerged from thin air, entangling the blade that was about to return, a seamless follow-up to Du En's movement.

However, Wurei was already reaching her limit, and after this, she immediately dissipated her magic power, becoming weak and feeble, and was kicked back by Du En. The next moment.

A fist struck over, with resentment fire boiling upon it, and it had become even more intense!

The headless warrior did not care at all that its body was half-destroyed, nor did it care about the divine fire pouring into its body; after breaking free from the shackles at high speed, it still had no intention of stopping, its full chest of resentment fueling the incessant resentment fire.

Compared to a resentment demon, it was more like a mad demon!

But resentment was the driving force, it was still resentment.

That obsession and unwilling anger from before death, after falling into transformation post-mortem, appeared even more terrifying.

But Du En was not some ordinary character, and now he was just calmly making his move.

Seeking the spirit, seeing the pulse.

Gathering the spirit, intercepting and plucking.

The free hand met it, tapped on the fist and immediately retreated, then continued to tap back, point after point, intercepting and plucking, not caring at all about being scorched by the resentment fire, the light of his primordial spirit rapidly dimming.

Thus, when that fist was about to reach his face, he grabbed it backhand, catching the fist that had overexerted itself—too much, to the point of being full of exploitable openings—holding it tight as if cast and solidified, and no matter how it continued to vent its resentment, it could not break free by even a fraction.

The price was that the state of Du En's primordial spirit rapidly deteriorated, but fortunately, the burning sword inserted into the headless warrior's body to pour in fire finally accumulated enough firepower.

Refining!

Cooking out various internal elements, refining them into strips of internal restrictions, using him to bind him, using it to forbid it! Wurei, having just landed and rolled to a stop, looked up and saw that the resentment was still boiling, but at this moment it seemed to turn into countless chains, locking the source of the emission, that headless mad owl berserker.

He could no longer move.

But Du En could not continue either.

Mainly because it was not worth it.

"I..."

"You recover first."

"... Oh."

Wurei suppressed her anxiety, ran to a nearby spot that could shelter from the rain, and gently closed her eyes to rest.

Although she couldn't sleep at all, she couldn't help but peek through narrowed eyes, closely watching that side.

Du En continuously outputted divine fire to refine and forbid, while awkwardly using his own Profound Armor, which was about to disappear, to self-detonate and cut away the remaining hand, allowing himself to fix it better.

In short, he was just stuck there.

His primordial spirit body, suffering various磨殺 (grinding kills) from the resentment at close range, was clearly gradually dimming, its state becoming worse and worse, almost turning all previous recovery into wasted effort, and perhaps it would become much worse.

But compared to continuing to sacrifice the few spells he had, this action was a more favorable situation; of two evils, choose the lesser, and so he fell into this stalemate.

However, would it really go smoothly? Du En did not think so.

For example, where did the head on the opposite side go? He would not think that a head was not dangerous; various classics recorded all kinds of ghosts and monsters that only had a head, a situation that could not be underestimated.

So he silently kept a bit of spare strength, just so he could use it at a critical moment.

It was just that the reality was that the head did not appear.

When Wurei felt she had recovered enough and rushed over to purify, it still did not emerge.

Under normal circumstances, this would not be the case; even if sinners here were beheaded, their heads would not be destroyed when buried, and they would even be sewn back on.

This was not out of any kindness, but because their ancestors were cultivators, and most of them vaguely knew that the divine palace was hidden in the head, which was the hiding place for the human soul.

In order to ensure the sinner could not be liberated from beginning to end, and would experience all kinds of pain and torture after death, naturally, the head had to be put back on so the soul could suffer along with it!

The specific reason soon presented itself.

"When the child was born, the sky was gray."

A familiar voice sounded; it was the old warrior's.

However, this voice was the voice of his youth.

Through the cultivator's ability to trace memories, the headless warrior had cast his gaze back to the moment shortly after he was born while he was still alive. Even when he couldn't see clearly, he heard his father's murmur like this.

That was not a word of joy; for the birth of his child, it seemed to reveal a kind of guilt, because the sky of the Qing Kingdom had no sun, no light of hope.

The residual light of the spirit source was also fading day by day, and even all kinds of livestock and wild beasts were obviously decreasing, decreasing day by day.

Because of this, the mother could not recuperate in time, and the father went to the Great Wall at the border to fight and was not at home to take care of them, which was why the incurable illness took root.

The headless warrior's life seemed to be moving along this grayness.

But soon, the situation changed.

That day, the young him woke up, opened his eyes, and only saw a different sky.

Azure and boundless, flawless and clear! "Great! Great!"

Not long after, the father who ran back from the battlefield looked like he was crying with joy, hugging the mother and child tightly, as if he had finally woken up from a dream.

Also not long after, the father, as a warrior, finished reorganizing his troops and returned to his destination, that border, because he needed to build a new Great Wall to continue resisting the invasion of the resentment demons.

"To be honest, I actually don't resent my dad for always not being home."

In the dark, it seemed as if someone was standing behind the child, speaking to the two people peeking at his obsession memory; his voice was calm and carried confusion.

Just like himself back then, watching his father who returned in a hurry and left in a hurry, not understanding why he couldn't stay a while longer.

"I know he was protecting the home and the country, he was facing a more dangerous situation, and when he came back, his eyes were filled with fear, but in the end, he would always draw strength at home before heading to the battlefield."

"It's just that, sometimes, I would think, if only he could come back and accompany us more."

So, why couldn't it be done? The young child pondered hard, and then arrived at the answer to this question.

"As long as we completely crush and kill the resentment demons and welcome the real blue sky, it will be fine!"

Two people, the same person, at different times, saying the same words, but the emotions were different.

The memory began to accelerate rapidly.

Through diligent effort and constant cultivation and study, the Headless Warrior grew to a level at a young age that even his peers and the older generation could not compare to.

He was truly strong! He even mastered spells that his father had not, possessing cultivation, and the reason for this, besides wanting to slay the Grudge Demon, was to save his mother, whose health was worsening.

However, when he was thirty years old, his mother still passed away from an incurable illness.

The Headless Warrior was already the strongest person in the village, the town, and the city by then, and even the Divine Tree Sect Guardian Warrior who passed by the old warrior's hometown to visit was no match for him at all!

Cultivation, spells, martial arts, and age... he was simply in a league of his own, highly praised as someone who would surely become the number one Guardian Warrior in the future, and he received an invitation from the Guardian Warriors to join the Divine Tree Sect!

(End of this chapter)