Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 673 The Art of Invisibility, Backstabbing by One's Own Kin! (Two Chapters Combined)

Song Changming understood that the suppressive force that the Rakshasa spoke of came from the effect of the demon-slaying characteristic on his body.

As an orange-level physical trait, its innate ability to suppress demons and evil spirits naturally also affected the Rakshasa before them.

Without the Star Domain and its demon-slaying properties, the battle just now would have been even more disadvantageous for Song Changming.

It must be admitted that, in terms of cultivation level, strength and Dao attainment, this Rakshasa in front of him is far stronger than him!
"Fine, it's rare to encounter an opponent who hasn't reached the Immortal Realm either. Let's fight again!"

Rakshasa seemed to have forgotten the purpose of her visit, her eyes fixed solely on Song Changming, her opponent.

For him, while giant flesh and blood were rare, worthy opponents were equally hard to find.

In comparison, a fierce battle would be more helpful in improving his strength.

After saying that, Luocha suddenly sprang into action and slashed at Song Changming with his sword again, his face full of thirst for blood.

He longed to see rivers of blood flow, to engage in battles that teemed with life and death.

Song Changming also unleashed a slash, and at this moment, all the witch seals on his body lit up, further enhancing his strength.

He was enveloped in the power of the sun, moon, and stars, which was his strongest state.

Song Changming's blade missed Rakshasa's blade, and they did not clash.

Immediately, Rakshasa's blade was about to cleave Song Changming's body in two at the waist.

Song Changming seemed oblivious until the large cleaver pierced through him, leaving him unharmed.

boom!
This time, golden blade flames rolled, suppressing the crimson color.

Rakshasa's head was chopped off by Song Changming with a single blow.

He thought this blow would be fatal, but unexpectedly, the Rakshasa's head returned and reattached to his neck.

"Why did my strike miss? Is this some kind of supernatural ability of yours?" Rakshasa asked with a look of surprise as he reattached his head.

Song Changming remained silent, but he frowned.

Even with his head chopped off, he's fine. Is this guy immortal?
The creatures of the primordial continent, blessed by heaven and earth, possessed many strange and wondrous abilities and skills.

Limb regeneration is quite common, but it's rare for a demon to be able to reattach its head after it's been severed.

"Since beheading is useless, cutting off the body will probably still allow the opponent to survive. Unless all of their flesh and blood are completely destroyed, it will be very difficult to kill them," Song Changming thought to himself.

Rakshasa was still reflecting on her missed strike, but Song Changming had no intention of continuing the fight.

With a swift movement, he shook the space around him and vanished using the Cicada Step.

"Hey, don't go!" Rakshasa didn't want to let Song Changming go so easily.

"You think you can just walk away after cutting off my head? It's not that simple!"

Rakshasa followed closely behind, when suddenly Song Changming turned around and glared at him.

Distorted light spots floated in his eyes, space solidified, and the Rakshasa was fixed in place.

The next moment, Song Changming showed no mercy, and another witch mark appeared on his jawbone.

The Witch King's Seal Appears!

Song Changming opened his mouth and exhaled a black wind powerful enough to obliterate everything.

This is his strongest move so far!

A single breath of deathly wind could obliterate even the Heavenly Dao!
When the black wind appeared, Rakshasa was startled. Unfortunately, the space he was in was frozen, giving him no chance to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, the wind of death blew by.

The spatial solidification failed, and the entire flesh and blood body of this Rakshasa was also annihilated!
Song Changming breathed a sigh of relief. He had been suppressed at every turn in this battle. If it weren't for the Death Sleep Wind as his trump card, he would have had a hard time defeating his opponent.

"These creatures nurtured by the original continent are truly not to be underestimated," Song Changming thought to himself.

But before he could fully relax, the Rakshasa's voice drifted over again, making his face darken.

"I didn't expect you to have even refined a breath of Deathly Sleep Wind. You're truly skilled!"

Turning my head, I saw the blood-red Rakshasa reappear in the distance, its appearance intact.

Undoubtedly, the Death Wind just now did not truly annihilate him.

Seemingly sensing Song Changming's surprise and doubt, Luosha didn't hide anything and explained directly.

"It was indeed dangerous just now, but it vanished with the wind. What died in my place was just a fragment of my blood spirit."

"Like this."

Rakshasa even had the mood to demonstrate for Song Changming again, and with a wave of her hand, a blood-red phantom appeared on the spot.

His true form, however, appeared on the other side as if by teleportation.

This technique of escaping like a cicada shedding its shell is undeniably ingenious, and it must be said that this Rakshasa is truly difficult to kill!

"Spatial abilities, Death Sleep Wind, oh, and he also possesses the power of the starry sky, as well as a sword technique that's almost as good as mine."

“You are indeed different from the mortals I have ever seen.”

Rakshasa, carrying a large cleaver on his shoulder, had lost some of his fighting spirit.

"It's a pity that your cultivation level is a bit lacking. This Death Sleep Wind is probably your last resort. There's no point in continuing to fight. I'll let you go today. Get stronger as soon as possible, and I'll find you to fight again in the future!"

Having said that, the Rakshasa turned and left.

Song Changming remained silent, watching Rakshasa depart.

He didn't expect that the guy would just leave on his own while they were fighting.

It wasn't that they were afraid of his Death Sleep Wind, but rather that they seemed to have stopped because they hadn't had enough fun fighting him.

Even Song Changming, with his keen observation skills, noticed that his opponent hadn't used his full strength throughout the battle; otherwise, he would most likely have survived.
This is not because Rakshasa is merciful; he has long been accustomed to rivers of blood, and now he wants to cultivate a worthy opponent.

This is his unconventional way of using war to sustain war; a high-quality opponent can make him stronger!
Besides, he finally remembered the giant's flesh and blood; if he didn't pick it up soon, other creatures would have already taken it all.

Song Changming noted down this Rakshasa with a unique way of doing things, then put away the star field and disappeared from the spot.

In his view, the risks of staying to search for giant flesh and blood outweighed the benefits.

Not only that Rakshasa, but many other powerful and mysterious beings roam here, and those powerful beings may not be as willing to let him go as this Rakshasa.

Moreover, he already possessed enough giant flesh and blood; now, preserving what he had gained was the most important thing.

On the other side, Tang Kecha and his two companions, who had already retreated, finally reunited.

"I almost died." Fran looked at the broken little doll in her hand and felt extremely fortunate.

Tang Kecha nodded in agreement, saying, "I encountered Rakshasa. If my master hadn't arrived in time, I wouldn't be here today."

Of the three, only Biyougen looked to be in decent condition, while Tang Kecha and Fulan were both badly injured and barely escaped death.

Suddenly, Bi Yougen's expression changed slightly. He quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, locking onto the direction behind him.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of thin air, less than twenty or thirty meters behind the three of them.

Upon seeing that he was being targeted by Biyougen with a bow and arrow, the man immediately raised his two empty hands and revealed a harmless smile.

"Don't be nervous, you three, I don't mean any harm."

Tang Kecha and Fran were also startled; their relaxed nerves tightened again at the sudden appearance of this person. After all, it was very unusual that they hadn't noticed him at such close range.

Especially since the other party also evaded Fran's keen senses!
"Where do you come from, and what is your purpose in following us?" Tang Kecha frowned and said in a deep voice, not taking it lightly because they were both human.

It's important to understand that while humans can be very united, they can also be rife with intrigue and deceit.

"I'm a little late. I wanted to ask you what happened inside?" The man said with a smile, still holding his hand up. He didn't seem angry at Tang Kecha's questioning and unfriendly tone.

“If you are curious, you may go and see for yourself. We did not dare to get too close and cannot tell you anything,” Tang Kecha said in a deep voice, still not letting his guard down because of the other party’s behavior.

He already had a vague feeling that something was off about the other person.

as predicted.

The man smiled helplessly and lowered his hand.

"Are you all so wary of me because you think I'm a bad person?"

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not deliberately targeting you. It's just that those who weren't careful when traveling on the Primordial Continent are all dead," Tang Kecha said indifferently.

“That’s true. If you hand over the giant’s flesh and blood, you won’t have to die today.” The man nodded in deep agreement, then changed the subject with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, several more figures walked over from not far away.

Their figures shifted from nothingness to solidity, and before anyone knew it, they had surrounded Tang Kecha and the other two.

"Just as I thought." Tang Kecha sighed.

This group is skilled in stealth, and they've probably already set their sights on the giant's flesh and blood in their hands.

They dared not contend with those powerful beings, yet they dared to point their blades at the three of them, who were also human.

Tang Kecha was all too familiar with this mentality.

There was a time when they also harmed 'newcomers' who had just arrived on the Primordial Continent in the same way.

Ultimately, they are the same kind of people as this group.

"Hurry up and hand over the giant's blood, or don't blame me for ruthlessly stabbing you with my dagger!" a man with a cloth covering his face shouted, his words filled with fervor.

Clearly, he also coveted the giant's blood.

Tang Kecha subtly contacted Song Changming using the Binding God Seal, while exchanging glances with Fulan Biyougen.

They just need to hold out until Song Changming arrives.

"I wonder where you all came from. Perhaps we have some connection." Tang Kecha said with a smile on his face, holding an iron folding fan.

"Stop talking nonsense and don't even think about forming a friendship with us!" another person said with a cold snort.

Just then, a loud explosion came from several miles away, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

"Then why don't we talk about this in a safer place? After all, if we take the giant's flesh and blood here, it's very likely to bring even greater danger." Tang Kecha stalled for time, chatting with the others about this and that.

The group hesitated, realizing that Tang Kecha's words made some sense; the place wasn't entirely safe.

Any powerful being that comes along could wipe them out.

Just as the first person to appear was about to say something, a beam of light suddenly swept in and approached him.

At the same time, a voice rang in his ear, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

"You want to steal my things too?"

Just as the man was about to make a move, he suddenly found himself stiff and unable to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, a chill ran through my chest, followed by a sharp, electric-like pain that spread throughout my body.

His pupils shifted downwards, and he saw a blood-stained blade protruding from his chest, with fragments of his heart still attached to it.

"You!" He could barely make out the figure that walked past him.

His young and handsome face carried a harmless gentleness that was quite deceptive.

However, its aura was powerful, in no way inferior to the powerful creatures on the primordial continent!

Without a doubt, this person is extremely dangerous.

It's too late.

If he had known of Song Changming's existence, he would never have coveted the giant's flesh and blood in those people's hands.

The other masked people were also startled when they saw Song Changming arrive. Almost simultaneously, they used invisibility techniques and disappeared on the spot.

"Come out!" Song Changming shouted, combining the Heavenly Divine Technique with the Sound Spider Witch Seal on his throat bone. This shout made those people dizzy.

The next second, their invisibility spells were broken, and they were revealed on the spot, standing there dizzy.

"Master!" Tang Kecha looked over and asked Song Changming for instructions.

"Take them away alive and get information from them." Song Changming said, drawing his knife. A faint golden flame ignited the knife, evaporating all the blood.

"Yes!" Tang Kecha responded, and with a flick of his iron folding fan, he severed the hands and feet of several people.

Fran skillfully used holy light to burn away the meridians of several people's bodies, destroying their cultivation.

Biyougen then pierced the group with arrows to finish them off, ensuring they had no chance of escape or a sudden attack.

It can only be said that when the three of them resort to underhanded tactics, it's like they've returned to their old ways, and they're quite adept at it.

As for the subsequent questioning, with these three people assisting him, he wouldn't need to personally intervene.

Afterwards, the group left in a hurry without lingering.

Fortunately, in the end, only these few of their own kind were keeping an eye on them, and no other dangers arose.

After successfully escaping the troublesome place, they continued their journey until late at night, when the group finally took a short rest.

"Master, this is the giant flesh and blood we collected." Tang Kecha exchanged the three people's Qiankun Rings with Song Changming.

Although they were not strong enough, they were among the first to benefit from the battle because they were on the battlefield from the beginning.

Therefore, even though they didn't collect much giant flesh and blood, they still gained something in the end. The three of them together got quite a lot, so it wasn't a wasted effort.

"Not bad." Song Changming took the three Qiankun Rings, glanced at them, and nodded with satisfaction.

If the giant's skin, flesh, bones, and blood were simply weighed according to their weight, each of the three would have obtained tens of thousands of kilograms.

Fran collected the least amount of giant flesh and blood, taking over 10,000 kilograms.

Next was Tang Kecha, who collected over 50,000 jin, while Biyougen collected the most, probably exceeding 100,000 jin.

However, the combined gains of the three of them, compared to the amount of giant flesh and blood in Song Changming's own Qiankun Ring, were merely a small icing on the cake, less than one-tenth of his.

While the amount of flesh and blood, which is over a million pounds, may sound like a lot, the size of the entire giant's body is enormous, and the quality of its flesh and blood is even more unfathomable. This is probably just a drop in the ocean compared to the giant's size.

But Song Changming was already very satisfied. If he could fully digest this gain, he estimated that his physical strength would definitely undergo a long-awaited transformation and improvement.

He was very much looking forward to this, and placed great hopes on the giant's flesh and blood. It might even be related to his future progress on the path of martial arts!

Of course, all of this is contingent on the fact that this giant's flesh and blood will not disappoint him.

(End of this chapter)