Chapter 128: Zhao Yuanjing's Shock!

Five days later.

Somewhere amidst mountain ranges and seas of forest, two figures, one ahead and one behind, swiftly moved through the thick mist.

The two were Lu Zhangsheng and Zhao Yuanjing.

After five days of pursuit, Zhao Yuanjing still chased relentlessly, as if she would not rest until she had slain Lu Zhangsheng.

Huuu...

Sensing sword qi coming from behind, Lu Zhangsheng waved his blade and slashed backward.

As the slaughter true intent was aroused, waves of blood fiend qi permeated the entire area.

Boom—boom—boom...

With a thunderous boom, Lu Zhangsheng's surrounding strong qi collapsed again, turning into vigorous qi that swept in all directions.

Even the surrounding forests were swept up in layers of fallen leaves.

Immediately after, a tremendous rebound force surged forth.

Lu Zhangsheng leveraged this force to rush forward quickly.

He soon escaped Zhao Yuanjing's attack range once again.

Such scenes had occurred countless times in those five days.

Lu Zhangsheng had long grown accustomed to it.

His expression remained as calm as water, yet his heart brimmed with killing intent.

This demoness was determined to kill him; once his strength broke through, he would surely slay her in return.

His current strength still fell short of hers somewhat.

Forcing a confrontation would be meaningless.

She not only had reached the Embryonic Transformation Perfection realm, but her demon essence blood also matched perfectly, attaining the level of a high-level demon servant.

Moreover, she had comprehended the Martial Dao True Intent, making her a strong figure throughout the Qingning Prefecture.

Zhao Yuanjing stared fixedly at the fleeing figure ahead, her face filled with killing intent.

After five days of pursuit, his aura showed not the slightest sign of weakening.

This caused chills to rise in her heart.

Moreover, she discovered that he had not yet broken through to Embryonic Transformation Perfection, lacking that smooth, unified aura on his person.

This made her even more wary.

If he were to break through again, he might even be able to suppress her.

This was something she could absolutely not accept.

Die for this seat!

Zhao Yuanjing roared angrily, fully unleashing her essence blood, a mighty blood fiend qi surging straight to the heavens.

Next, she shook her wings, moving like lightning to appear behind Lu Zhangsheng and thrust out a sword.

A blood-red sword qi suddenly burst from the sword tip, shooting straight toward Lu Zhangsheng's back heart.

Danger, extremely dangerous! Sensing the icy killing intent behind him, Lu Zhangsheng's hairs stood on end and his face grew grave.

This strike was the strongest he had ever encountered in his life.

She had obviously expended a vast amount of essence blood, determined to slay him.

Ha!

Lu Zhangsheng dared not delay, fully erupting the essence blood deep in his chest; combined with the secret method, his breath rose steadily.

His surrounding strong qi also burst forth with a faint golden radiance.

Next, he suddenly slashed backward with his blade.

Endless slaughter intent manifested in the void, as if a sea of corpses and blood rose all around.

Boom—boom—boom...

The two sides collided instantly, a fierce roar echoing through the heavens.

Fierce vigorous qi rampaged through the forest, sweeping up countless leaves.

Even the ground seemed to have been plowed, blade marks crisscrossing.

After the strike.

Lu Zhangsheng quickly retreated more than ten meters backward, his long blade knocked aside.

The blood-colored sword qi, after this obstruction, weakened considerably, then slammed hard into Lu Zhangsheng's protective strong qi.

Bang—bang—bang...

The protective strong qi directly shattered, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the void.

Seeing the blood-colored sword qi coming again, Lu Zhangsheng clenched his fists and fully unleashed the Indestructible Golden Body.

His body burst forth with a pale golden radiance, extremely miraculous.

At that moment, the blood-colored sword qi fiercely struck his chest.

Rumble—rumble—rumble...

Accompanied by clanking metallic roars, the blood-colored sword qi finally vanished.

This deadly blow, Lu Zhangsheng ultimately blocked!

The Indestructible Golden Body, this peerless technique, finally revealed its might.

After the weakening by blade technique and protective strong qi, his flesh body ultimately suffered no serious harm.

However, Lu Zhangsheng still felt a sharp pain surging in his chest.

His inner qi and blood surged wildly.

He took several deep breaths before his inner qi and blood calmed down.

Lu Zhangsheng's killing intent grew ever stronger.

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Yuanjing's face was full of disbelief, and her heart seemed to surge with a tremendous wave.

The lethal strike she unleashed after consuming a large amount of essence and blood was actually blocked by her opponent.

It seemed they hadn't suffered any injury, which made them somewhat incredulous.

"Strong protective vigorous energy, and a very tough physical body."

This was the first time she had encountered such a person.

Probably, no one in all of Changping County could have cultivated their defensive power to such an extent.

This person is truly like a monster.

Lu Zhangsheng no longer paid attention to that demoness, turning and rushing quickly toward the forest ahead.

After a few flashes, he disappeared from Zhao Yuanjing's sight.

Zhao Yuanjing silently watched Lu Zhangsheng's retreating back, her eyes full of apprehension.

At this moment, she had to admit that she could do nothing against this person.

She had a premonition that the opponent would likely become her greatest rival in this life.

A sense of urgency welled up from deep within her heart.

Afterward, Zhao Yuanjing also turned and departed toward the rear.

……

During the days when Zhao Yuanjing pursued and killed Lu Zhangsheng, the entire Changping County was thrown into an uproar.

The scene of their clash was also witnessed by many people.

Countless government martial artists were utterly shocked.

At the same time, many people also worried whether the mysterious expert could escape this woman's pursuit.

A large number of cultists were full of confidence, believing that their Supreme Master would surely be able to suppress and kill this mysterious martial artist.

Only after several days, when the mysterious expert struck again and slaughtered a large number of cultists, did everyone finally realize.

That Supreme Master simply could not do anything against the opponent.

This made everyone feel greatly surprised.

Even a group of cultists besieging Fulong Town had their momentum greatly weakened.

An expert lurking in the shadows still possessed an extremely terrifying deterrent force.

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

That day, at noon.

The warm sun shone high, and golden light poured down, scattering throughout a forest.

Lu Zhangsheng silently leaned against a large tree, carefully gazing ahead.

This place is not far from the outskirts of Fulong Town, and any movement on the battlefield can be quickly known.

Since escaping the pursuit last time, he has been wandering in the wilderness.

Upon encountering cultist demons, he slays them without mercy.

His hands are stained with the blood of many cultist experts.

Furthermore, Lu Zhangsheng discovered that, as he carried out mass slaughter, the True Intent of Slaughter was slowly increasing.

This surprised Lu Zhangsheng quite a bit.

Each act of killing increases his sword technique's power by a little.

"It seems the True Intent of Slaughter was indeed born for the battlefield."

Lu Zhangsheng secretly pondered.

He could roughly guess the plan of that demoness Zhao Yuanjing.

Nothing more than breaking all the small towns outside the county seat to force the government into a decisive battle.

He naturally would not let that demoness have her way.

In the coming days.

Lu Zhangsheng remained hidden deep in the forest, secretly monitoring the battlefield's movements.

Until a morning half a month later.

Woo——

A deafening horn blast rang through the clouds, also marking the outbreak of the great battle between the two sides once again.

Experts from both the cult and the government fought a bloody battle not far outside the city, without cease.

Endless killing energy shot straight to the heavens, as if it wanted to block out the sky and cover the sun.

The battlefield was filled with cries of slaughter, clashing weapons, and breaking bones, extremely tragic.

In the void, a rain of arrows crisscrossed, and the ground soon lay littered with all kinds of corpses.

Zhao Yuanjing also fought together with Wei Shaoxuan, and the two were locked in fierce combat.

Violent energy swept in all directions, causing many martial artists around to retreat.

Seeing the opportunity, Lu Zhangsheng directly struck out. In this battle, he intended to deliver a lethal blow to his opponent; only slaughter could quell the fire in his heart.

Next, he fully exerted the One Reed Crossing the River, swiftly bursting out of the thicket like lightning.

After a few flashes, he arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

"Kill."

Lu Zhangsheng swung his long blade and fiercely slashed forward.

Accompanied by countless lingering shadows traversing the void, intertwining with the sharp blade light to form a tight net.

He moved like the Grim Reaper among the cultists; each swing of his blade caused a person to fall.

Soon the ground ran with copious blood, and the surroundings exuded a strong scent of gore.

Lu Zhangsheng, clad in white, erupted protective aura around his body, shielding all the surrounding blood outside himself.

His speed was so great that the onlookers could not see clearly.

He seemed to stroll through a sea of blood, killing with a carefree air.

"Not good, it's that mysterious strongman!"

Numerous cult strongmen wore faces of terror.

"Quick, dodge! This one's power is extremely terrifying."

Seeing the opponent mow down Holy Sect warriors like grass, the crowd was instantly terrified.

The hands holding blades could not stop trembling.

The momentum instantly waned dramatically.

The pressure brought by a top‑tier strongman was still extremely frightening.

Not to mention the Holy Sect side, where almost no one could block the opponent.

In contrast, the many government warriors wore delighted faces.

"Kill, eradicate all these cultists."

The crowd's momentum surged like a rainbow, and their attacks grew increasingly fierce.

From afar, Zhao Yuanjing also wore a murderous glare.

"Looking for death!"

However, at this moment she was entangled by Wei Shaoxuan and could not free her hands.

Thinking that this person repeatedly ruined her own plans, she loathed him immensely, and murderous intent surged within her.

Just then.

In the distant jungle, a black‑robed elder rushed toward the battlefield like a startling thunder.

In the blink of an eye he arrived near Lu Zhangsheng's side, his face full of murderous intent as he stared at Lu Zhangsheng.

"It's Vice Sect Leader Lei, we are saved."

The many cult strongmen, upon seeing the newcomer, all showed delighted expressions.

The opponent, as a fully realized strongman, could surely block this "Killer God" before him.

Lu Zhangsheng sensed the strongman's aura approaching, his expression flickered slightly.

However, this person posed no threat to him, clearly much weaker than Zhao Yuanjing.

With his strength, he was not at all afraid of the opponent.

"Come die before me."

Lei Yunfang, seeing the opponent ignore him and continue slaughtering his own sect's members, could not help but blaze with anger.

As a fully realized strongman, when had he ever been so despised?

Although he had not yet comprehended the true meaning of martial ways.

He directly swung a bright silver giant hammer, smashing it fiercely toward Lu Zhangsheng.

Hoo…

The raging wind whistled, and even the air crackled with bursts of sound.

Seeing the attack coming, Lu Zhangsheng's expression remained as calm as water.

He activated his killing intent and slashed forward with a blade.

Boom— Boom— Boom—…

The violent shockwave swept all directions, and dust and smoke billowed everywhere.

With a single strike, Lu Zhangsheng stood firmly on the spot, exuding an unshakable, mountain‑like aura.

Lei Yunfang, the Vice Sect Leader, stepped back two paces, his face filled with shock.

In their first clash, he was unexpectedly at a slight disadvantage.

This made him somewhat incredulous.

The previous strike was already his full‑force attack, yet it felt as if he struck a massive mountain, and a continuous reverberating force from the opponent's body made him quite uncomfortable.

The nearby multitude of cult strongmen also wore faces of terror.

Even the Vice Sect Leader could not suppress this person; now no one could stop this mysterious strongman's slaughter.

"Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories."

The many government warriors erupted in cheers, their voices thunderous, echoing to the heavens.

"Kill."

Lu Zhangsheng ignored Lei Yunfang, raised his blade, and charged again into the cult crowd.

He cut anyone he saw.

As he swung his blade, countless blade lights flickered in the void.

As cultists fell like wheat, Lu Zhangsheng's killing intent gradually rose.

In just a few breaths, the ground was littered with countless corpses.

A group of cult warriors scattered like startled birds, their eyes filled with fear.

"Stop!"

Lei Yunfang's fury surged skyward as he rushed toward Lu Zhangsheng again.

Lu Zhangsheng paid no attention to him at all, still immersed in the killing.

Because you have been slaughtering wildly and grasped the essence of the true meaning of martial way, the Killing True Intent progress increases by one percent.

Killing True Intent progress increases by one percent…

…

A crisp Prompt Sound echoes in the mind.

An unknown amount of time passes.

Another Prompt Sound rings again.

Killing True Intent rises to twenty percent.

Lu Zhangsheng finally awakens from the slaughter, a ray of refined light bursting from his eyes.

Within several li around him, there are no cultists left, only bodies littering the ground.

Everywhere are severed limbs, as if a human inferno.

Nearby government martial artists stare at Lu Zhangsheng with faces full of awe.

Such terrifying slaughter truly makes one's heart tremble.

"Demon, this person is a demon…"

A multitude of cultists flee in terror, wishing they had two more legs.

Anyone who meets this killing star can only pray for luck.

At this moment, Lei Yunfang finally catches up, his eyes blood‑red.

In a brief instant, their Holy Sect warriors are cut down en masse by the opponent, right before their eyes.

This is an outrageous humiliation.

The opponent does not even regard them.

"Die!"

He unleashes all his internal refined blood, hammering forward with a strike.

A surge of blood‑filled smoke rises around his body, terrifying.

With this blow, his true fury erupts, his internal refined blood released recklessly.

"Kill."

Lu Zhangsheng's expression remains calm as he slashes with a single blade.

The ultimate killing intent coils around the blade, as if countless evil spirits roar.

He likewise unleashes his full strength.

Even the Killing True Intent that had just reached twenty percent is employed.

"Boom boom boom…"

Razor‑sharp blade qi sprays wildly into the void, dust swirling, and the ground is scarred with cuts.

With a single strike.

Lu Zhangsheng still stands unmoving, like a mountain, unshakable.

Lei Yunfang, however, steps back about ten meters, his face turning pale.

"You were hiding your strength just now?"

He looks terrified.

With this blow, he cannot match the opponent at all, even more disadvantaged than earlier when the two fought.

All the surrounding martial artists stare intently at the two, their hearts shaken beyond words.

The strength of this mysterious powerhouse is now only second to that Lord and three FuduDianZhu.

"Retreat."

At this moment, Zhao Yuanjing, seeing the scene from afar, thrusts a sword with full force to push back Wei Shaoxuan, then retreats with a resentful expression.

Many cultists and Lei Yunfang also flee toward the rear jungle, like a tide.

In a moment's time, they vanish from the battlefield.

"We won, we won."

A group of government martial artists burst into loud cheers, their voices shaking the heavens.

Everyone looks at the figure in white with awe.

Lu Zhangsheng remains indifferent, having no intention to speak with Wei Shaoxuan, and lifts his sword to walk forward.

Clad in a white robe, he strides across the blood‑stained battlefield, like a banished immortal descending, exuding an ethereal, otherworldly aura.

Each step spans several meters, and after a few flickers he disappears from the battlefield.

(End of Chapter)