Chapter 134 - 111: I’ll Just Start Killing

Chapter 134: Chapter 111: I’ll Just Start Killing

Hazy light filtered through the leaves, dappling the ground.

Lu Changyuan carried the Nether Monarch in his arms as he sped through the forest.

The young woman was unconscious. Despite her outrageous strength, even she could not withstand the curse that was unraveling her from within.

Long Mountain was to the northwest.

Behind them, the overwhelming clamor of pursuit echoed through the woods.

Those bastards Red Venerable and Blue Venerable, may their whole families die, had summoned a host of pursuers. Some were here to repay a debt, others to kill Netherworld, devour the Spirit Race, and seize the World Tree.

With the Red and Blue Venerables dead and Netherworld grievously injured, the situation had devolved into a grand feast for the ancient clans to carve up and consume the Spirit Race.

"This is really..."

Lu Changyuan was at a loss for words.

A Sword from the West!

His blade flashed with a brilliant light. In that moment, Lu Changyuan chose to do as Jiang Jiayi had, using the speed of A Sword from the West to travel.

His destination lay where the sun set.

It would be a very long journey.

The Spirit Race’s World Tree was not just "not close" to the west of the Profound Water; it was extremely far.

Lu Changyuan tried to estimate the distance... and found he couldn’t.

’Who knows if plate tectonics even existed in the Ancient Times? Besides, I don’t even know where I am.’

’I’ll just have to keep moving.’

’There’s nothing I, Lu Changyuan, set my mind to that I cannot achieve.’

BOOM!

A long spear plummeted from the sky and slammed into the ground before Lu Changyuan, kicking up a cloud of dust that obscured the surroundings.

It was a creature with fins on its back and the head of a dead fish.

Lu Changyuan didn’t recognize what it was.

But he understood its meaning.

"Leave Netherworld, and you can go."

Lu Changyuan wasted no words. Broken Thought swept out like a streak of light through the darkness, and the fish head fell to the ground.

"So weak, and you still try to stop me? The Spirit Race must have really fallen on hard times if even a fish like this dares to covet them."

He gave a helpless smile and held the Nether Monarch tighter. The young woman’s delicate body was as scorching hot as a furnace. Her caustic blood splattered onto Lu Changyuan, making a sizzling sound.

’When I saved Tang’Er, I told her she owed me a favor and to remember to repay it. I never expected that I’d never be able to collect on it. Now, if I get you to Long Mountain... Ah, forget it. I suppose it’s only right and proper for a Lifebound Spirit to protect their master.’

In the final moments before the Nether Monarch lost consciousness,

She had said, "Go to Long Mountain."

And Lu Changyuan had replied, "Okay."

As if a contract had been formed, the Chang’an Daoist had made a promise yet to be fulfilled.

The wind swept in like a violent torrent.

It was about to rain.

Lu Changyuan looked up and chuckled. "Such inopportune rain?"

Actually, that wasn’t entirely true.

The rain could mask Lu Changyuan’s scent, hiding him from species with a keen sense of smell.

’Hm?’

After crossing a stream and countless patches of grass, a small, black-skinned hill suddenly appeared before him.

’A Fei?’

That was no hill. It was a giant insect, one Lu Changyuan had read about in Jian Guyang’s records.

Legend told of a giant insect in Ancient Times, dozens of zhang long, that spat a filthy miasma. Wherever it passed, vegetation withered and springs ran dry.

’A Fifth Realm?’

Lu Changyuan suddenly burst into laughter.

"How interesting. I’ve killed plenty of humans and Demons before, and some of them mutated into strange things like this. Now I’ve met the real deal."

In an instant, Broken Thought was upon it, striking its armor-like skin and sending out a startling shower of sparks.

’It’s tough.’

WHOOSH!

The sound of something tearing through the air rang out.

Lu Changyuan sidestepped, using the force of the insect to leap away. He looked into the shadows of the jungle, and several horses appeared in his vision.

Half-man, half-horse, holding bows and arrows.

’The Ancient Times really had all sorts of races, didn’t they?’

Lu Changyuan grinned. The Five Desires and Six Dust Heart Transformation Technique began to circulate, and his eyes suddenly turned crimson.

Kill!

Desire surged. The killing intent from his past slowly returned like a gathering stream.

Lu Changyuan abruptly vanished from his spot.

When he reappeared, the light of the rain illuminated his murderous smile. "You should have at least sent a few at the Sixth Realm. Who are you looking down on?"

A tearing sound ripped through flesh. The human torso separated completely from the horse’s body and fell to the ground. Fresh blood tempered Broken Thought, making it gleam with a chilling aura.

"Oh, right. I have a question for you all."

Lu Changyuan looked back toward the giant insect. "When you centaurs get pregnant, does the front belly get bigger or the... oh, it’s dead. Never mind then."

Broken Thought let out a clear hum.

It was as if urging Lu Changyuan to kill the giant insect.

The Fei spat out a poisonous mist, turning the surroundings into a toxic bog. The viscous swamp nearly covered Lu Changyuan’s path forward.

’I can’t drag this out.’

’If the Blood Demon catches up, it’ll be big trouble.’

Lu Changyuan chuckled. His sword followed him as he charged forward recklessly, tearing through the air and revealing the void within. He quickly arrived before the giant insect.

A continuous clang of metal on shell rang out, and the Fei finally let out a pained shriek.

The Fei’s filthy miasma was absorbed by the Five Desires and Six Dust Heart Transformation Technique. Its desire to devour the Spirit Race was also consumed by Lu Changyuan, becoming an endless source of Magical Power for him.

With hundreds, even thousands of strikes from Broken Thought, Lu Changyuan brutally carved a large hole in its body. He burst out from its flesh and blood and surged into the distance.

With a flick of Broken Thought, Lu Changyuan let the rain wash the blood from his body, but it couldn’t wash the crimson from his eyes.

"This is... actually pretty fun."

Lu Changyuan felt a joy welling up from the bottom of his heart. The desire for slaughter sprouted from the corpses like blood-red bamboo shoots after a rain.

Suppressing the impulse to turn back and go on a rampage, Lu Changyuan once again used A Sword from the West to press onward.

Behind him, the grass generated by the Little Grass Sword Technique covered the corpses of the insect and the centaurs, endlessly feeding power back to him.