Chapter 1045: Shura Yaksha

"Brother Chen, there is a bizarre and grotesque aura here. If I am not mistaken, something is about to emerge, and such an emergence is usually accompanied by demonic creatures." Yu Sichen slowly stood up.

"That's right, the Brahma Sect's Sacred Object is emerging here. I cannot sense the presence of the Brahma Sect members right now; they likely haven't arrived yet," Chen Yu said. "When a Sacred Object emerges, it is usually accompanied by demonic creatures. We must be careful from here on."

Just then, a miserable cry rang out in the night sky. Chen Yu and Yu Sichen exchanged a glance and, almost simultaneously, set off, rushing toward the direction the sound came from.

In a corner of the village, a three-meter-tall monster used its sharp claws to tear the last villager to pieces, then dug out the villager's heart and swallowed it in one gulp with its blood-red maw.

This monster stood three meters tall, walked on two feet, and had sharp claws on its hands. At the same time, it held a giant fork in its right hand. This monster was the legendary monster of the A-San Divine Sect—a Yaksha.

This creature came from Hell and was a type of Level 3 evil ghost from the Ashura Hell.

In an open space beside it lay a pile of corpses scattered in disarray, among which were not a few soldiers wearing military uniforms and holding firearms.

A non-commissioned officer rolled over and stood up from the pile of dead bodies. He held a gun in his hand, staring fixedly at the monster before him.

This non-commissioned officer was the border guard Liu Zhong, a platoon leader of the second platoon. Having received news of an emergency here, he had rushed over with his men, but the six comrades he brought were now all killed in action, and he himself was seriously wounded.

There were no bullets left in the gun, and the monster before him did not fear bullets at all. Liu Zhong threw the empty gun to the ground, then reached back and drew a knife from his waist.

A look of disdain and mockery appeared in the Yaksha's ugly expression. Perhaps in its eyes, these people before it were no different from insects.

Insects—even when they bite you and you feel pain in your body, you only feel a little bit of pain.

"Beast, come on." Liu Zhong roared at the monster. The twenty-something-year-old Liu Zhong was originally a university student, but because he admired soldiers, he had resolutely joined the army.

The six fallen comrades were his brothers, friends, and mentors. Now, the fire of war in his blood was burning; even if he knew he was going to die, he would perish together with this monster before him, fighting to the death.

The monster's dog-like mouth curved into an arc. It was smiling, seemingly mocking the person before it for overestimating his own capabilities.

Liu Zhong let out a loud roar, flipped the military knife in his hand, and charged toward the Yaksha. He wanted to use the blood of this monster to pay tribute to his comrades and the villagers here.

*Pfft. * The fork in the Yaksha's hand pierced through Liu Zhong's shoulder. The fork flew up, pinning Liu Zhong heavily against a tree.

The Yaksha looked at Liu Zhong with amusement, for it was full now; it wanted to toy with this insect before it, to make the other party's death not so quick and painless.

The intense pain made Liu Zhong almost faint. His vision went black, but remembering his six lost comrades, he roared in fury and swung the Dagger in his hand heavily toward the monster's extended arm.

*Sshh. * A bloodstain was actually carved into the monster's sharp claw by the Dagger in his hand.

The monster roared in anger. It opened its claw, the sharp talons revealing bursts of baleful aura in the dim light, and then it swiped fiercely at Liu Zhong's head.

The Yaksha's sharp claws were enough to slice a person's head flat.

But just at this moment, a sharp burst of Qi whistled past. With a soft *sshh* sound, the Yaksha's hand was cleanly severed.

The Yaksha staggered back a few steps, then looked at its severed claw in disbelief, letting out a roar of anger and pain.

"Beast, you dare to hurt people." Chen Yu stepped forward, grabbed with his right hand, and Lichen was already in his hand.

Chen Yu was furious. This beast must have been an omen produced before the emergence of the Sacred Object, causing the Gate of Hell to open. This Yaksha from the Ashura Hell was cruel and bloodthirsty by nature.

A single one could cause a village and six soldiers to perish; the monster emerging this time was definitely nothing good.

Originally, with his strength, he did not need to use Lichen, but Chen Yu, acting in anger, could no longer contain the fury in his heart.

A Sword Light condensed into white Qi, whistling past toward the Yaksha.

The Yaksha's body stalled, standing blankly on the spot. Immediately following, a line of blood appeared across its forehead. *Boom—*, its body split into two halves and fell to either side.

Chen Yu sliced it into two halves with one sword strike. After killing the Yaksha, Chen Yu grabbed the fork with one hand and said to Liu Zhong, "Bear with it."

Liu Zhong nodded. Chen Yu grabbed the fork in his hand and pulled backward, yanking it out.

Liu Zhong, on the side, let out a muffled groan. The intense pain made him almost faint, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

He knelt on the ground, enduring the immense pain, and then slowly stood up.

Chen Yu reached out and pointed into the void. Original Power struck his body; the powerful Original Power stopped his bleeding and expelled the Shura Power that had infected his body due to the injury.

A moment later, Liu Zhong's wound stopped bleeding, and the injured area had already scabbed over and was slowly recovering.

"Who are you people?" Liu Zhong felt the strength in his body slowly returning. He couldn't help but raise his head to look at Chen Yu and Yu Sichen.

"People here to solve the problem." Chen Yu looked back and said, "Are you from the nearby border guard station?"

"Yes, border guard soldier Liu Zhong, platoon leader of the third platoon, first company, Liu Zhong." Liu Zhong stood up and gave Chen Yu a standard military salute: "Thank you for saving me just now."

"These matters are not things you can solve. Why did you bring people here?" Chen Yu asked.

"Within dozens of kilometers, there are no other agencies besides our border guard station. Seeing our people being killed, we could not sit idly by." Liu Zhong's eyes turned red: "This is the mission of a soldier; even if I die, I must uphold it."

"Good, you're a man." Chen Yu nodded in approval. Liu Zhong indeed possessed a spirit of integrity and justice. Such a person possessed a War Soul Body; if trained properly in the future, he should be able to become a king among soldiers.

"My name is Chen Yu, I am considered a member of the Heaven War Pavilion. Take your comrades back, and later, contact this person." Chen Yu handed Liu Zhong a business card with a phone number written on it: "He will take you away."

"I am still in military service, it is impossible for me to leave." Liu Zhong shook his head: "Even if there are more dangers here, I am not afraid, otherwise I would be a deserter."

"You misunderstood my meaning." Chen Yu shook his head and said: "This is the contact information for the Tianyuan Pavilion. You should know that every year they specially recruit a group of people from the military to be selected for the Tianyuan Pavilion."