Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 40 Nameless Cave
The world suddenly fell silent.

Seeing Qiao Guanyuan's headless corpse collapse to the ground with a thud, blood gushing out, Chen Li swayed slightly before standing upright again.

"Heh, it's nothing special!"

Chen Li glanced around and saw figures moving in the distance. He could vaguely hear subtle noises coming from nearby, indicating that someone had heard the commotion and was coming over. Fortunately, they didn't dare to approach for the time being.

"I can't stay here any longer!" He forced himself to stand up, enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, took a few steps, bent down and picked up the silver magic weapon that had fallen to the ground.

This is a small, handleless sword that looks extremely exquisite, covered with densely packed runes.

It's clearly a high-level magical artifact.

He glanced at it and then tucked it into his waistband.

He stood up, and with just the simple action of bending over to stand up, blood began to gush uncontrollably, which he forced down. Without even glancing at the other magical artifacts that had fallen to the ground, he quickly walked back the way he came.

he got hurt.

Connecting a magic weapon at close range is not so easy.

Moreover, it is a high-level magic weapon that can be controlled in the late stage of Qi Refining.

In order to withstand this attack, he unleashed his full power beyond his limits, resulting in most of his muscles being strained or even torn. But that was only one aspect; the most terrifying thing was the sharpness emanating from the magical artifact.

The sturdy black iron sword was broken in one blow.

Even a first-tier high-level talisman protective shield was as fragile as a soap bubble, easily shattered by the sharpness of the magical artifact. By the time the force reached his body, although only a negligible amount of residual power remained, it still caused his skin to bleed profusely and he suffered internal injuries.

He can still walk normally now, but he's barely holding on.

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind; clearly, someone had finally lost their temper.

Chen Li sighed inwardly and turned around. Several rogue cultivators immediately stopped in their tracks, their fierce eyes filled with barely suppressed panic, their bravado masking their inner weakness. One of them even began to retreat.

"Do you know... who I am?" Chen Li shouted, suppressing the surge of blood in his eyes.

"Aren't you Chen... Chen Li? Don't think we won't recognize you just because you're wearing a mask... You assassinated Chief Qiao and trampled on our Linghu Gang. This hatred is irreconcilable!"

"You got the wrong person."

Chen Liqiang took a breath, raised his hand, and flicked out spiritual energy in succession.

The two were thirty or forty meters apart, but this did not affect the power of the spiritual energy flick at all.

After four strikes, the headless rogue cultivator collapsed to the ground.

"Now it's your turn to tell me, who am I?" Chen Li pointed to another rogue cultivator and asked expressionlessly.

"I don't know, I don't know, don't... don't ask me!" The rogue cultivator was so frightened that he was incoherent, and he backed away repeatedly before turning around and running away.

Those who were eager to make a move nearby were also frightened by the terrifying power of Chen Li's magic and dared not approach again.

In truth, Chen Li's spiritual energy was almost completely depleted at this moment. If two or three more had come, he would likely have met his end on the spot. Fortunately, everyone was terrified of being killed, and from then on, no one dared to step forward again.

After walking less than a hundred meters, screams and shouts of killing came from behind.

Qiao Guanyuan died, but apart from the magical artifacts that Chen Li took, most of his wealth remained.

As a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator and a gang leader, regardless of his status, his wealth would be enough to make any rogue cultivator envious. In addition, with the magical artifacts and personal belongings left behind by his many guards after their deaths, it was to be expected that a fight would break out during the struggle.

Chen Li shook his head slightly, enduring the excruciating pain in his body, took off his blood-stained robe, tore off the cloth covering his face, and threw it to the side of the road. Of course, he didn't forget to take out the silver sword.

He then quickened his pace.

The sky was still pitch black. Apart from a slight hiccup when avoiding the night patrol, the journey was smooth. Chen Li's killing spree was too swift; from start to finish, it only took a minute or two. By this time, the night patrol was still unaware that their gang leader, Qiao Guanyuan, was already dead.

Chen Li entered the room and closed the door.

The moment he managed to hold on, he collapsed to the ground.

"Who is it!" Zhou Hong's voice came from the inner room, and soon she came out wearing a small coat.

Upon seeing Chen Li lying on the ground covered in blood, her face turned pale. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Li up, asking, "What happened to you? How did you get like this? Where are you hurt? I'll go get you some medicine!"

"I...I killed Qiao Guanyuan." Chen Li said weakly, then everything went black and he completely fainted.

Zhou Hong was stunned for a long time upon hearing this, her eyes reddened, and she cursed angrily, "Bastard!"

She picked up Chen Li and carefully helped him to a chair, clutching her chest, feeling dizzy.

She closed her eyes, stood for a moment, took a deep breath, and then quickly walked into the bedroom. Forcing herself to cheer up, she began to pack her luggage. Chen Li never deliberately avoided her when storing the spirit stones and other valuables, and she knew exactly where they were. Soon, she came out carrying a bundle, then she carried Chen Li on her back, pushed open the door, and rushed towards the forest that very night.

……

It is unknown how long he remained unconscious.

When Chen Li woke up, he found himself in a cave.

It was covered with thick animal hides.

A strong medicinal smell permeated the air.

Zhou Hong sat quietly to the side, staring blankly, her face looking much more haggard.

"How long have I been unconscious? Where am I?" Chen Li asked, his mouth feeling a little bitter.

"Ah, you're awake." Zhou Hong's face lit up with joy when she heard the noise. "You've been unconscious for a day and a night. This is a forest, a place we often stayed when we were on adventures. Don't worry, it's very secluded, not many people know about it."

"I'm so sorry to have dragged you into this!" Chen Li said apologetically.

He was moved. He knew that Zhou Hong had brought him to this cave, and the journey must have been difficult.

"Why bring this up now? Since we've already followed you, why talk about being a burden?" Zhou Hong's smile faded, and she sighed.

Chen Li knew she was actually angry, so he explained the whole story of how he had forcibly killed Qiao Guanyuan.

Zhou Hong was both shocked by Chen Li's strength and couldn't help but feel a little scared. She murmured, "It was too dangerous, really too dangerous. You almost didn't make it back. You should at least have discussed it with me."

"I acted impulsively this time. Don't worry, I won't take any more risks in the future," Chen Li quickly apologized.

But he couldn't help but think to himself.

Power can cloud judgment, but so can strength.

He was lost too!
In the short span of six months since he transmigrated, his strength has increased far too quickly.

This even affected their mindset.

He began to feel eager for battle and seemed to have become accustomed to killing.

Especially after the last time he used a few spiritual energy flicks and a single rebuke to cleanly and efficiently kill three people, he always had the illusion that he didn't care about anyone below the Foundation Establishment stage.

This almost cost him his life!

(End of this chapter)