Chapter 882: line with translation of chapter title

882. Chapter 880: Sudden Accident

Bang!

A fierce gust of wind swept out, Li Haotian let out a muffled grunt, spewing blood as he stumbled back several steps.

"I ask you one more time: hand over that jade talisman or die!"

Lu Yuan stared coldly at Li Haotian, his tone grim as he let out a low shout.

"Even if I die, I won't give you the jade talisman." Li Haotian wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, gnashing his teeth as he spoke.

"Then you can only die."

As Lu Yuan's words fell, he swung his sword again to strike.

Swish! The sword light flashed, Li Haotian's pupils contracted as he slowly lowered his head to look at his abdomen.

There, a long sword pierced through.

"Pfft!"

A spray of blood burst forth, Li Haotian fell face up and died.

"Hah..."

Looking at the two corpses separated on the ground, Lu Yuan let out a long breath, his expression slightly weary, sweat beading on his forehead.

But soon he regained his composure, his gaze burning as he stared at the two corpses, greed showing on his face.

"These two corpses are enough for me to cultivate for three days; once my strength increases, even the peripheral elders of the Blood Slaughter Sect won't be able to stop me, and by then I won't fear even the core elders!"

"However, finding a corpse of someone with a pure bloodline awakening is probably not easy."

Lu Yuan pondered silently, worry filling his brow.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a sharp cry ringing out from the forest.

"Huh, there's actually a demonic bird?" Lu Yuan started, hastily turning to look.

All he saw was black mist rising in the forest, a giant bird about ten feet long circling in midair.

"Could it be the pet that kid was raising just now?" Lu Yuan guessed in his mind, but his face turned extremely excited.

"Heh, I never expected this kid to have a demonic bird hidden beside him, but this is truly a case of "after searching high and low, it comes without effort.""

Lu Yuan's eyes filled with delight, and he immediately leapt toward the demonic bird, reaching out to seize it.

However, at that very moment, an abrupt change occurred.

"Howl!" A mournful shriek burst suddenly from the bird's beak, a purplish-red radiance shooting out like a bolt of purple lightning, slamming fiercely toward Lu Yuan.

Caught off guard, Lu Yuan was struck unprepared, his body trembling as his robes tore apart over half.

Phew!

If it weren't for his timely dodge at the critical moment, this blow would have been far more than just a flesh wound.

"Damn it, I actually let this guy get away!"

Lu Yuan flew into a rage.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; missing today means I'll never encounter such a demonic bird with undeveloped intelligence again.

Moreover, judging from the force of its earlier strike, it clearly possesses considerable strength.

Although it's only a low‑level demonic bird, after all it is still a demonic beast.

"You'd better not think of escaping from this old man's grasp!"

After a moment of regret, Lu Yuan immediately swung his arms and gave chase.

This chase lasted an entire day.

Lu Yuan, whose cultivation was formidable, after running for a day gradually figured out the bird's route.

He kept close behind the bird, looking for a suitable chance to kill it, but along the way he gained nothing.

Finally he had to stop to catch his breath and adjust his state, preparing to try again at dusk.

But just as Lu Yuan was regulating his breath, a strange cold wind swept across the wilds, making his pores stand on end and his heart feel as if it had skipped a beat, giving him an ominous premonition.

"What's going on?"

Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with vigilance as he looked left and right; everything within his sight was peaceful, with no sign of anything.

He frowned and continued his breathing exercises, but at that moment the strange sense of danger grew stronger, even giving him the illusion that a man‑eating tiger was lurking nearby, waiting to strike.

"Swish!" A sharp whistle suddenly reached his ears, instantly raising an alarm in Lu Yuan's heart.

"What is it?"

Lu Yuan turned pale with fright, instinctively shifting his body sideways; shortly after, a thick tail feather brushed past him, nearly slicing his face.

Crack…

Lu Yuan had not yet caught his breath when the thick tail feather suddenly twitched, emitting a piercing sound, like a spring whip lashing against a stone wall.

"Clatter!" The hard stone wall instantly sprouted dense cracks, and immediately a golden‑yellow snake about seven to eight meters long darted out from the thicket.

"Poison Dragon Python!"

Lu Yuan's pupils contracted, his mind filled with deep shock.

This Poison Dragon Python is a fifth‑level peak demonic beast, its speed surpassing lightning, its attack power and spirituality extraordinary; once entangled, death is more likely than survival.

"Roar!" The Poison Dragon Python opened its massive jaws, letting out a deafening roar as vile‑smelling poison dripped from its fangs.

Lu Yuan's face grew solemn, and he swiftly retreated.

The Poison Dragon Python pursued relentlessly, spitting scarlet forked tongues, its form ghost‑like.

However, the Poison Dragon Python is not invincible; although Lu Yuan is no match for it, his superb movement techniques still allow him to hold his own against it.

"Damn bastard, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Seeing that he couldn't shake off the Poison Dragon Python, Lu Yuan flew into a rage, a cold killing intent flashing across his face as he took out a black, cylindrical object and fired it at the beast.

"Boom!" In the violent explosion, a flame instantly engulfed the Poison Dragon Python.

"Hahaha! Now let's see how you escape!"

Lu Yuan let out an arrogant laugh, his eyes full of pride.

However, the laughter hadn't lasted a few seconds when his laugh came to an abrupt stop.

Only after the poisonous smoke dispersed did the Poison Dragon Python shake its huge head, unscathed.

Looking at its scales, not even a trace of scorch remained.

"How... how is this possible?" Lu Yuan stared dumbfounded.

The Poison Dragon Python's strength was clearly superior to his, and his Spirit-Heart Arrow wasn't a specially crafted weapon effective against demonic beasts; this strike could hardly cause any damage.

"Roar!"

The Poison Dragon Python's eyes turned blood-red, it raged wildly, let out a fierce shout, and lunged at Lu Yuan.

This time, the Poison Dragon Python's offensive was even more fierce than before.

Moreover, Lu Yuan noticed that the Poison Dragon Python's Shenqi was more elusive, each time dodging his fatal blow, leaving him quite embarrassed.

Lu Yuan's heart sank to the depths, his face turning extremely grim.

He knew that this demonic beast's combat power far surpassed before, and its spiritual intelligence seemed to have greatly increased, becoming ever more brutal and vicious.

"Give it my all!"

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, took out a pill and threw it into his mouth.

This pill was a healing medicine he took from his storage ring, able to quickly replenish his true essence and boost his combat power.

After taking this pill, his true essence was immediately replenished, making his struggle against the Poison Dragon Python less strained.

However, this effect lasted only a moment; Lu Yuan's true essence began to drain completely, once again plunging him into difficulty.

"Damn it!"

Lu Yuan's face was extremely grim, his heart surging with intense unwillingness.

As a renowned expert, he actually couldn't subdue an ordinary demonic beast, truly making him feel stifled to the extreme.

It was only because, on the mountainside a hundred zhang ahead, a figure suddenly stood there. (End of chapter)

Only because, on the hillside a hundred zhang ahead, a figure suddenly stood. (End of chapter)