Han Jinwei’s Bull-Head and Horse-Face monster form was finally wounded, splattering emerald blood and emitting a pained shriek that echoed all around.
However, this level of attack was not enough to be fatal for the monster.
Wounded, the Bull-Head and Horse-Face monster grew even more ferocious. Its dreadful Soul-Hooking Claws forced Wu Tao, whose spiritual energy in his dantian was already depleted, to retreat step by step.
Wu Tao found himself at a disadvantage.
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Despite not believing that his body, honed through more than a decade of rigorous training, could be so easily damaged by the monster before him.
Yet, he was currently being beaten severely by a Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator. Wu Tao, being cautious, dared not take such a risk.
Wu Tao’s form shifted, he stepped back, and leaped far away.
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On the other side.
An unspeakable frustration surged from the depths of Han Jinwei’s heart.
How many years had it been? Ever since he joined the Heavenly Demon Sect, his path had been smooth sailing.
He was valued by his sect master, feared by his peers, and no one dared to provoke him lightly.
But now, he was being slashed dozens of times like a sandbag by an outer disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect at the Qi Refining stage.
An unprecedented killing intent completely consumed Han Jinwei’s mind at this moment.
The Bull-Head and Horse-Face monster drew a top-grade magic artifact, the "Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd," from its storage bag and swung it towards Wu Tao.
The Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd blazed with light as Han Jinwei struck first, carving a semi-circular arc through the air.
“One Halberd Splits the Sky!”
A halberd light, dozens of feet long, swept over with destructive force, interrupting Wu Tao’s prepared offensive.
Before Wu Tao could retreat, Han Jinwei’s terrifying face suddenly contorted, and his aura surged.
A blinding sharpness erupted from the Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd, and an aura like a furious storm emanated from Han Jinwei.
His attack had failed, his momentum broken, and now enveloped by the tip of Han Jinwei’s halberd, Wu Tao found himself in a situation of near-certain death.
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However, Wu Tao was not without options; he had his own trump cards.
Wu Tao took out the only Small Sun Yang Pill from his storage bag and swallowed it in one gulp.
Following this, a surge of powerful spiritual energy spontaneously manifested within him.
This temporarily granted him immense spiritual energy comparable to a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.
Supported by the vast and abundant spiritual energy, a spectral image of a colossal blade materialized behind Wu Tao.
Then, a blade light of over fifty to sixty feet erupted from the Immortal Slaying Demonic Blood Blade.
Following this, under Wu Tao’s control, the immense blade phantom behind him began to change, the spectral greatsword continuously splitting into countless blade shadows, layer upon layer, infinitely.
“Draw the blade and strike, myriad slashes, annihilate the strong enemy!” Wu Tao’s cold voice rang out, and the temperature of heaven and earth seemed to drop significantly.
*Shing!*
*Shing!*
*Shing!*
At this very moment, a sudden gust of wind swept through, kicking up scattered grass and leaves that danced wildly in the air, making peculiar sounds.
As if anticipating Wu Tao’s world-shattering strike, they seemed to cheer him on!
The next second, the sky-obscuring blade shadows behind Wu Tao surged forward like the rolling waters of a great river.
The blade shadows, glinting with cold light, streaked across the sky like a rainbow, descending madly and completely enveloping the Bull-Head and Horse-Face monster.
Each sliver of descending blade energy was like a precious sword, yet also like a needle finer than a bull’s hair.
Immensely powerful, razor-sharp, it could pierce anything, destroy anything.
It was as if immense mountains were crashing down upon him. Han Jinwei’s entire colossal body was sent flying backward, a sight he could not believe, as he was smashed into the ground.
*Bang!*
Before Han Jinwei could even express his rage, another flash of blade light descended. A sharp pain coursed through his body, nearly causing him to spit blood.
*Bang! Bang…*
A strange scene unfolded on the open plain. The massive monster, over thirty meters in size, was repeatedly slashed by Wu Tao with his blade, as if a butcher were slaughtering cattle and sheep, with no chance to counterattack.
If anyone else were to witness this, their eyes would surely pop out.
A Foundation Establishment stage cultivator being beaten like cattle and sheep by a Qi Refining stage cultivator for several breaths’ time.
*Bang! Bang…*
Wave after wave of cold, unparalleled, and domineering blade light, after traversing the air for several breaths, finally subsided temporarily.
Wu Tao, who had intended to finish off Han Jinwei in one go, wanted to continue, but was forced to stop.
This was because an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Han Jinwei’s massive body, over thirty meters in size.
Wu Tao was greatly alarmed, fearing that Han Jinwei would self-detonate and take him down with him.
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After gaining a moment to breathe, Han Jinwei abandoned his initial intention.
After all, no one willing to die wanted to survive.
Wu Tao and Han Jinwei exchanged several dozen more blows.
*Crack! Crack! Crack!*
Sounds of strange cracking emanated from the Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd. Although faint, they were undeniable.
Han Jinwei’s expression changed, as if he had sensed something terrifying. After the sound, the Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd shattered into pieces.
Following this, the skin on Han Jinwei’s colossal thirty-meter body began to crack inch by inch, and emerald blood spurted outwards, scattering in the air like a bloom of alluring blood flowers.
Beautiful, breathtaking.
The cracks on his surface widened, and blood gushed out, instantly dyeing his entire body emerald green. The腥味 of blood permeated the surroundings.
“His dead master… actually gave… such a powerful demonic artifact… to that dead hermaphrodite…?”
A hint of deathly gray appeared in Han Jinwei’s huge emerald green pupils, his divine light dimming.
Seeing Han Jinwei’s final breath and death, the demonic transformation secret technique dissipated, and his body reverted to its normal appearance. Wu Tao, still cautious, began to search the corpse of Han Jinwei.
As a Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator, Han Jinwei’s wealth was considerable.
While not comparable to Wu Tao, who had enjoyed numerous fortunate encounters, especially recently having struck it rich, it was still decent.
First, there were the spirit stones. Han Jinwei’s storage bag contained over three thousand spirit stones, including three medium-grade spirit stones.
This filled Wu Tao, who possessed medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, with pleasant surprise.
Over the years, as Wu Tao’s cultivation grew, his wealth had also expanded, but concurrently, the consumption of various resources had also increased.
In recent years, Wu Tao had frantically completed sect missions and engaged in several ambushes, yet he had only managed to amass "modest savings."
These over three thousand spirit stones were undoubtedly a windfall.
Next were the pills. Han Jinwei had several bottles of pills that could enhance spiritual energy, usable by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.
There were also various pills for treating injuries and recovering magical power.
It seemed that after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, even pills for enhancing spiritual energy within two to three months would be covered, saving a considerable amount of spirit stones.
Wu Tao’s inner calculations were as clear as a “crackling” fire.
Then came the magic artifacts. There were two top-grade magic artifacts: the Ten Thousand Ghosts Yin Wind Bag and the Soul-Hooking Emerald Halberd.
There were also several high-grade magic artifacts, all clearly meant for demonic, ghost, or evil cultivators.
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However, it was extremely unfortunate that due to the unique secret techniques and cultivation methods of the demonic path, Wu Tao, who cultivated the orthodox Extreme Yang Art, could not exert the true power of these magic artifacts.
The primary reason Wu Tao could fully and unhinderedly exert the power of the Immortal Slaying Demonic Blood Blade was that its usage conditions were not so stringent.
As long as the wielder dared to expend a large amount of vital blood during the process of using the Immortal Slaying Demonic Blood Blade, they could fully unleash its true power.
In addition to these, there were also some spirit herbs for alchemy, mineral raw materials for refining artifacts, and other valuable items such as monster fragments. These, when added up, also amounted to a considerable sum of spirit stones.
Children from poor families naturally had to be thrifty.
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