Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Chapter 312 Kill them all

The evil aura was as dark as ink, obscuring the night sky ahead.

Jiang Yue's sharp eyes instantly condensed into needles.

Demon team!

The roiling evil spirit, like sticky ink, spread wantonly under the cover of night. There were so many of them, there were more than a dozen of them!
What is even more frightening is that in the center of the team, a demonic energy as heavy and overbearing as a mountain is surging wildly. It is the terrifying aura of a great demon in the Marquis Realm!
There was no fear in Jiang Yue's heart. Instead, a burning desire to fight arose.

The fighting magic was originally created for fighting. The more powerful the enemy, the more it can ignite the fire of desire for battle in his body.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood in his heart, and his mind moved.

Zheng——!
The clear and passionate sound of a sword, like the roar of a dragon unsheathed, instantly tore through the silence of the night and shook the whole area.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword light was like snow, instantly illuminating the dark night sky shrouded in evil spirit.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword was already tightly held in Jiang Yue's hand.

Wisps of cold air lingered on the blade, flowing with an edge that made one's soul tremble, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

Faced with a large number of demons, especially a powerful marquis demon, Jiang Yue did not show any fear on his face. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining an arc of excitement.

This is a pure desire for battle and a desire to challenge the strong.

The spiritual energy in his body was surging wildly like a torrent bursting through a dam, roaring in his meridians and making thunderous sounds, as if it was going to burst his body.

Jiang Yue touched the ground with his toes, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like an arrow shot from a bow.

The night wind blew by, leaving only a faint afterimage to prove that he had existed.

When he appeared again, Jiang Yue had already rushed into the group of demons like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand turned into deadly cold rays of light, moving freely and reaping the lives of demons at will.

Wherever the knife flashed, flesh and blood flew, and broken limbs were scattered everywhere, and the air was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.

The demons let out shrill roars and desperate screams one after another, echoing through the night sky, making people shudder.

The realms of these demons are similar to Jiang Yue’s, and they are all sixth-level demon soldiers.

Normally, in front of ordinary cultivators, they can be considered ferocious beings.

However, in front of Jiang Yue, they were like paper, vulnerable to a single blow. No monster could stop the blade.

The immortal fighting technique endowed Jiang Yue with combat power far beyond that of his peers. Every slash of his sword contained the terrifying power to collapse mountains and split rocks.

Coupled with the magical weapon such as the three-pointed double-edged sword, he was even more powerful, and his combat power was enhanced to an incredible level.

The leading great demon, Fenghou, watched helplessly as his men fell down in large numbers like leaves swept by the autumn wind and were slaughtered to death. The flames of anger instantly ignited his chest.

It let out an earth-shaking roar, like the roar of a wild beast, resounding through the sky and shaking the surrounding trees.

Above the body, the black demonic energy was thick, as if it were substance, condensing into hideous tentacles that danced wildly, emitting a suffocating feeling of oppression.

It took huge steps and pounced towards Jiang Yue like a small mountain.

The speed was extremely fast, like a black lightning, tearing through the night sky.

There was a cold light flashing on the claws, like the sharpest blade, with the sharpness to tear through the air, as if it could easily pierce through steel and tear apart flesh and blood.

Jiang Yue's eyes narrowed. Facing the storm-like attack from the great demon Fenghou, he did not retreat at all. Instead, his fighting spirit became even stronger, rising like a burning flame.

Don’t retreat but advance!

Jiang Yue roared angrily and rushed towards the great demon like a tiger.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand suddenly slashed out with an unstoppable momentum.

The blade shone with a sharp light, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, with the force to split mountains and split rocks, as if it would split the heaven and earth in half.

when--!
The blades and claws collided, making a deafening sound of metal clashing, sparks flew, and bloomed like gorgeous fireworks, instantly illuminating the space around the two people.

The huge body of the great demon Fenghou paused slightly under the impact of the blade, as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Jiang Yue, however, was like a ghost, his expression was cold and stern, without the slightest change.

With a flick of the wrist, the exquisite knife skills were instantly displayed.

The blade's momentum changed again, and the original slashing blow that was as powerful as splitting Mount Hua instantly turned into a stabbing blow like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword, like lightning, pierced the throat of the great monster Fenghou.

The speed was so fast and the angle was so tricky that it was hard to defend and there was no time to react.

puff!

The sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh was clearly audible, like the Grim Reaper's scythe cutting across the neck, announcing the end of life.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the dark hair of the great demon Fenghou red, and also splashing on Jiang Yue's clothes, like gorgeous red plum blossoms blooming.

There was a look of disbelief in the eyes of the great demon Fenghou, and his huge eyeballs were filled with shock and fear.

It could never have imagined that a mere sixth-level human cultivator could hurt it so easily, and in such a fatal position!
You know, it is a great demon who has reached the seventh realm!
His strength far exceeds that of ordinary monsters, and he is considered a strong one among the monsters.

But in front of Jiang Yue, he seemed to have no ability to fight back and was as fragile as a baby.

Jiang Yue did not give it any chance to breathe. His fierce attack was like a violent storm, continuous and unending, pouring down, leaving no chance for the great demon to breathe.

Every strike of the sword contained terrifying power, enough to split mountains and cut off peaks.

Each of the sword strikes landed on the vital points of the great demon Fenghou with incredible precision and without mercy.

The great monster Fenghou struggled desperately, roared in despair, and waved his huge claws wildly, trying to resist Jiang Yue's attack.

Under Jiang Yue's violent attack, its defense collapsed like paper.

Puff puff!
The sound of the knife blade entering the flesh rang out one after another, like the footsteps of the god of death, knocking on the heart of the great demon Fenghou one by one.

Blood splattered and fell like raindrops, dyeing the ground a glaring red.

The wounds on the body of the great monster Fenghou became more and more numerous and deeper, almost covering his entire body. Blood gushed out like free water.

His breath was getting weaker and weaker, his vitality was rapidly fading, and the light in his eyes was gradually dimming.

Finally, with a desperate and unwilling roar, the huge body like a mountain fell to the ground with a dull roar, shaking the ground slightly.

It had completely lost its life, and its huge body, like a dead mountain, lay across the ground, without any movement at all.

Jiang Yue put away his sword and stood up. His upright figure was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, standing proudly among the corpses of the demons.

Although there were some bloodstains on his clothes, they were spotless and still as neat as new, as if he had just experienced a trivial battle and even the corners of his clothes were not dirty.

Looking around, the battlefield was in a mess and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.

The remaining demons had already been slain by him, and their bodies lay scattered on the ground, like broken rag dolls, lifeless.

The blood gathered into a stream, flowing slowly, emitting a strange luster under the moonlight.

Just a quarter of an hour.

Jiang Yue, with his body of the sixth realm, crossed levels and killed a great demon of the seventh realm, as well as more than ten demons of the same realm. If such a brilliant achievement were to be spread, it would be enough to shock the world and cause an uproar.

But he himself seemed very calm and indifferent, as if he was just doing something insignificant, as natural as eating and drinking.

He put away the three-pointed, double-edged sword, and the cold light on the blade was restrained, becoming plain and simple again, as if it was just an ordinary weapon.

Jiang Yue turned and left without any reluctance. His figure blended into the night and disappeared under the vast night sky.

After completing all this, Jiang Yue leaped up from the ground as agile as a cheetah.

His body drew a sharp arc in the air, causing a whistling sound in the wind.

The robes rustled like spreading black wings.

His eyes were accurate and sharp, firmly locked on the target - the broad and solid shoulders of the towering Black Mountain giant.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yue's figure had already soared into the air, crossing a distance of dozens of meters.

He landed lightly on the Black Mountain giant's shoulder, which was as big as a hill.

There was a slight vibration when it landed, but it did not cause any effect on the Black Mountain Giant.

The Black Mountain Giant stood tall and mighty like a silent mountain. It had no reaction to the tiny human on its back, as if it had already gotten used to it, or simply didn't care.

Jiang Yue stood steadily, his body as straight as a pine tree, and the sound of the wind whistled past his ears.

He took a deep breath, feeling the sharp air current blowing towards his face, blowing through his hair and bringing a hint of coolness.

He looked down and everything on the ground became small and blurry, like a miniature model, presenting a vast perspective that was completely different from the ground.

The outline of the Iron City in the distance gradually became clearer in the field of vision, like a dormant steel behemoth, quietly waiting for their arrival.

Jiang Yue completed the climb without any pause or breath. He quickly adjusted his posture to make himself stand more firmly on the shoulder of the Black Mountain giant.

He turned his gaze towards the direction the team was moving and looked firmly towards Ironclad City.

After confirming that everything was ready, Jiang Yue gave the order to the front of the team to continue moving forward.

As he issued the order, the Black Mountain Giant took steady and huge steps.

Every step taken was like the earth shaking, making a dull and heavy sound, vibrating the ground and people's eardrums.

The team started again and continued along the predetermined route, heading towards the Iron City in the distance.

The team's marching speed was not very fast, but every step was extremely firm, revealing an unstoppable momentum.

The Black Mountain Giant was like a moving mountain, walking at the front of the team, clearing a path for the team behind it and dispelling possible threats.

The rest of the team followed closely behind the Black Mountain Giant with neat and powerful steps. No one made any sound. Only the sound of heavy footsteps and the friction of armor echoed in the empty wilderness.

They were silent and solemn, with a hint of determination and expectation on each of their faces. For the common goal and the beliefs in their hearts, they moved forward without hesitation.

The overall atmosphere of the team seems calm and restrained, but it also contains a strong cohesiveness and explosive power, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to release earth-shaking power at any time.

They all know that the road ahead may be full of unknowns and challenges, but they will never retreat or stop moving forward.

Because their goal is the steel city in the distance - Iron City, which carries their hopes and awaits their arrival.

The team marched slowly across the vast plain, without any pause or hesitation.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, their figures were stretched out long and firm, like a steel torrent rolling towards the distance.

Each of them silently endured the fatigue of the journey, as well as the expectations and anxieties about the future, but they buried these emotions deep in their hearts and did not show them on their faces.

Because they understand that now is not the time to relax or be weak. Only by moving forward unswervingly can they eventually reach their destination and fulfill their mission.

Time passed slowly as the team moved forward, and the surrounding scenery was constantly changing.

From the desolate wilderness, to the gradually emerging low hills, to the rivers and trees vaguely visible in the distance, the scenery is constantly changing, but it can never change the direction and determination of the team.

The team always maintained a silent and efficient marching state, like a sophisticated war machine, with every part working closely together and every link running smoothly.

There was no unnecessary conversation, no meaningless consumption, and everyone focused on moving forward and maintaining their physical strength at the best condition.

The team's silence is not repression, but a kind of accumulation, a kind of energy accumulation to meet the upcoming challenges.

They are like dormant beasts, quietly waiting for their prey to appear. Once the time is right, they will burst out with tremendous power.

Jiang Yue stood on the shoulder of the Black Mountain giant, his eyes always looking into the distance. His eyes were deep and calm, as if containing endless wisdom and power.

He silently observed the surrounding environment, felt the team's status, and thought about the next action plan in his mind.

He knew that Iron City would not be the end, but just a new starting point, where they would face more severe tests and also usher in a more glorious future.

But he is full of confidence because he believes in himself and even more so in the team behind him, who have the courage and strength to overcome all difficulties.

The team moved forward in silence, time passed silently, the sun gradually sank to the west, and the sky gradually darkened.

Night is about to fall, covering this vast land and adding a touch of mystery and unknown to the team's march.

But the team's pace did not slow down at all. They knew that the night could not stop them, but would instead become their best cover.

Under the cover of night, the team's figures gradually merged into the darkness, leaving only the huge outline of the Black Mountain Giant, which appeared even more majestic and mysterious in the night.

The team moved silently in the night like ghosts, continuing to move forward firmly towards the Iron City in the distance.

(End of this chapter)