Chapter 447: Chapter 185: Sweep and Outburst

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Fang Xing’s figure appeared at the entrance of the Demon Cave Mansion, a faint scent of blood lingering in the air.

’Over six million... not bad.’

Stepping out of the Demon Cave Mansion, Fang Xing checked the Enhancement Points on his panel, his gaze drifting to the distance.

’Next...’

After sifting through the possibilities in his mind, Fang Xing quickly locked onto a target.

Then, his figure vanished into the moonlight.

——

Time flows like water.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

「Liang Kingdom.」

「Within a cave mansion deep in the mountains of Jing Province.」

Several figures had gathered here.

Faint Demon Qi emanated from their bodies, and an oppressive atmosphere blanketed the entire cave hall, making the air seem to freeze.

VWOOM—!

A dark light flickered, and a figure appeared in the seat of honor at the head of the hall.

It was a large man in a purple robe.

His gaze swept over the eight figures around him, his expression extremely grim.

"In the past half-month, how many have we lost?"

His deep voice rang out, shattering the heavy silence.

"Of our thirty-six Demon Kings, only one remains," said a man who looked like a white-robed youth.

"Good... just great. So many annihilated, and you’re only realizing it now. Each and every one of you is just wonderful, aren’t you!"

The purple-robed man’s eyes were ice-cold, his expression sinister.

The eight figures remained silent.

At that moment, a beautiful woman in a red dress spoke, breaking the silence: "The attacker was too fast and their movements too swift. They were impossible to track, leaving no trace behind. There was nothing we could do."

"Is that an excuse? How am I supposed to explain this to the Demon Palace?" the purple-robed man said, looking coldly at the woman in red.

"It’s only right for the higher-ups to question us. However, finding this person is what’s most important now," another youth, who looked like a scholar, spoke up.

"Based on what we know so far, we’ve only been able to find information about the very first incidents. The first to be eliminated was the Demon Lord of Chaos, followed by the Cyan Moon Demon King. There was some residual Sword Qi at the scene."

"Sword Qi... Does that mean this is related to the Sword Sect?" the purple-robed man asked, his brow tightly furrowed as he looked at the scholar-like youth.

The scholar-like youth shook his head. "We can’t be sure yet. We can’t determine if it was the Sword Sect based solely on the residual Sword Qi."

"So there’s not a single piece of useful information?"

The purple-robed man looked at the eight figures.

"I have a recording, from three days ago."

A large man in a black robe spoke up. As he did, he waved his hand, and a black stone appeared. An image projected out from the stone.

Everyone immediately turned their gazes to the projected image.

Within the recording, a figure in cyan clothes appeared.

He was handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary air about him.

ROAR—!

A Dragon’s Roar suddenly erupted, and a brilliant dragon shadow manifested around the handsome, cyan-clothed man.

With a BOOM, he obliterated a mountaintop, and the recording abruptly ended.

The recording was only a few seconds long.

But it left a deep impression.

In the cave hall, the nine figures stared intently at the youth in the recorded image.

Silence!

Utter silence!

Even the sound of breathing stopped.

"Play it again!" the purple-robed man’s deep voice commanded. The black-robed man beside him immediately replayed the recording from the black stone.

After watching it a second time, the purple-robed man scanned the others.

"This person... do any of you recognize him?"

Several figures shook their heads.

No one had ever seen this person.

"’None of you know...’" The purple-robed man’s face grew even darker, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Go investigate immediately. Keep an eye on Crimson Profound’s side," the purple-robed man said in a low voice after a moment of silence.

Several figures nodded, transforming into streaks of light and disappearing from the cave mansion.

The purple-robed man stood up and watched the recording on the black stone several more times.

The figure in the recording was seared into his mind like a brand.

"You’d better not be dead yet... or else."

A bone-chilling Killing Intent erupted from him. The next instant, the purple-robed man’s figure vanished from the cave mansion.

——

「Jing Province. Deep on a barren mountain, inside a derelict temple, a bonfire blazed.」

Beside the bonfire, a young man sat on a wooden stump, watching the flames.

A smile appeared on Fang Xing’s face as he looked at the Enhancement Points on his panel.

Over two hundred and fifty-three million!

This month’s haul was quite astonishing.

This was the first time his accumulation had reached such a substantial level.

’Only one left.’

Fang Xing stared at the bonfire. Of the thirty-six Demon Kings, he had already dealt with thirty-five this month.

Now, only the final Demon King was left before his cleanup would be complete.

’They were already onto me last time. I estimate all nine Demon Emperors will probably make a move this time.’

Fang Xing fell into deep thought.

He had eliminated ninety-nine percent of the Demon Kings. Once the last one was gone, the task would reach Perfection.

However, the risk involved in dealing with the final Demon King was likely anything but ordinary.

’I wonder if I can withstand a joint attack from several Demon Emperors...’

Of the nine great Demon Emperors of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, just the three at the Demon Emperor Peak were comparable in combat power to the Grandmaster Level.

He might have some confidence against the other Demon Emperors, but against these three at the Demon Emperor Peak, he had no confidence at all.

Even if he used every trick up his sleeve, a victory was far from certain.

Against an existence at the Demon Emperor Peak, comparable to the Grandmaster Level, a normal Early Stage Grandmaster would be considered the best of the best just for withstanding a single blow, let alone fighting back.

’At its current stage, I wonder how powerful the Extreme One Slash of my Life-taking Slash is...’

Fang Xing looked inward at his body. Inside, his Heart of Slaughter had already transformed, turning black.

The Black Heart signified that his Life-taking Slash had reached the Great Success stage.

This Celestial Extreme Slaughter Martial Art grew more powerful the more one killed and the more high-quality Life-taking Qi one absorbed.

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