Chapter 503 - 307: Slaying the Tier-8 in a Narrow Path, Breaking the Enemy Swiftly

Chapter 503: Chapter 307: Slaying the Tier-8 in a Narrow Path, Breaking the Enemy Swiftly

The so-called "Tactic 32" was more like a decapitation strike: get close to the enemy’s leader and kill their key figure, no matter the cost.

However, this Meta-Demon Royal, codenamed CA-I78-V9346R754, never expected Yu Fei’s teleportation ability to be so uncanny.

Yu Fei’s figure appeared beside the dissipating Sword Qi. Wielding Zhanming, which was empowered by Immeasurable Sword Qi, he slashed down. The 8th-rank Meta-Demon was caught off guard. Although it switched combat modes in time, it was still wounded by the strike. A crimson mist drifted away from its body as a dense web of tiny wounds appeared on its flesh.

Ye Shuping had once praised this very sword strike, saying it possessed the lethality of a Grandmaster. To be acknowledged by the old man was proof enough that this strike was not weak, even among Grandmasters.

Yu Fei immediately unleashed a massive amount of Sword Qi. A portion of it shot toward the 8th-rank Meta-Demon, but most of it vanished, hiding in the surrounding thousand-meter area and continuing to spread outward.

Seizing the opportunity, he swung Zhanming. The ink-blue blade slashed at every part of the enemy’s body with terrifying speed, becoming omnipresent.

The 8th-rank Meta-Demon tried to defend itself, but within a mere three seconds, jets of red mist were already erupting from all over its body. It was impossible to tell how many times Yu Fei had stabbed it.

But as an 8th-rank lifeform, its realm was comparable to a Grandmaster’s. The injuries Yu Fei inflicted looked severe, but the actual damage was limited.

In martial combat, energy-based attacks are typically more effective. Physical damage can be negated in many ways by opponents of the same level.

Soul damage is difficult to inflict unless one has an overwhelmingly superior cultivation level.

Yu Fei’s primary weakness lay in his Gang Qi.

In truth, his cultivation progress wasn’t slow at all. Over half of his Inner Qi had already been converted into Gang Qi. It was just that his enemies were far too advanced.

He could feel that when the Sword Gang Qi coating Zhanming entered the opponent’s body, most of it was nullified. The attached Sword Intent of the Returning Ruins Realm Sword, however, retained much of its lethality. All that remained beyond that was the piercing damage from Zhanming itself.

To make an analogy, it was like he was poking an ordinary person with a steel needle dipped in chili water. Unless he hit a vital organ, it would be very difficult to kill his target.

The 8th-rank Meta-Demon, finding it difficult to block Yu Fei’s sword, decided to simply protect its vitals. Suddenly, a cyan glint flared from its blade. Countless slashes, imbued with the unique energy damage of an 8th-rank lifeform, were unleashed in every direction—up, down, forward, back, left, and right.

Even with his teleportation ability, Yu Fei could only retreat for the moment.

Seeing Yu Fei flee, the 8th-rank Meta-Demon grew desperate and gave chase.

Forced, he had to teleport several kilometers away to evade the dangerous attack.

Once the blade’s light subsided, Yu Fei summoned a river of stars made of Sword Qi and charged forward with immense power.

The battle immediately became swift and fierce. The 8th-rank Meta-Demon used every means at its disposal to launch indiscriminate attacks on the space around it. Yu Fei’s figure flickered continuously; at his fastest, he could shift through a dozen different positions in a single second.

He orbited the 8th-rank Meta-Demon at a distance of fifty to two hundred meters. Whenever the opportunity arose, he would raise Zhanming and frantically hack away at the creature’s body.

The space between heaven and earth was filled with shooting sword lights and the unending glint of the demon’s blade.

"Ah, I can’t take it anymore!"

Wuo Lingxue suddenly bent over, gasping for breath. She felt an overwhelming pressure on her mind, even to the point of nausea.

"Just hold on a little longer. I’m feeling a bit sick too!"

The person next to her patted her lightly on the back, but their focus remained fixed on the first-person combat feed being transmitted from Yu Fei.

This was invaluable, firsthand data on an 8th-rank Meta-Demon. By observing carefully, they could discern its attack patterns. Moreover, witnessing a battle against a high-rank lifeform was immensely beneficial to their own martial paths.

"That monster, Yu Fei... how can he teleport? He’s fucking cheating! Damn it, I’m gonna report him!"

Zhang Xunyi’s knuckles turned white as he gripped his longsword. Judging by the rapidly shifting perspective, Yu Fei was moving almost constantly. It was the only way he could keep up with the 8th-rank Meta-Demon, let alone wound it.

The experience of watching Yu Fei’s battle was anything but pleasant. The clear, constantly changing perspective was so jarring that any Martial Artist with a weaker soul would have long since become dizzy and disoriented.

"Do you guys remember? Back in our freshman year, that guy was already as elusive as a ghost. I used to wonder why his Illusory Sword Intent was completely different from mine. Freaking cheater!"

Zhang Xunyi managed to keep watching, though his eyes were turning red.

Only Feng Hua frowned and said, "Don’t you guys think Yu Fei’s reactions are a little too fast? We can’t even see some of the 8th-rank Meta-Demon’s attacks clearly, yet Yu Fei reacts before they even land. That’s just absurd!"

After watching for a while longer, Feng Hua said in frustration:

"Zhang Xunyi isn’t quite right. Yu Fei isn’t just using one cheat; the guy is using who knows how many! I’ve read through the catalogues of most of the rare Cultivation Techniques in the library, and I can’t recall a single one that could achieve a similar effect. He’s a monster!"

’Feng Hua felt a pang of unwillingness. Back during the exercises and on the Abyss Battlefield, even though Yu Fei was strong, she still felt she had a hope of catching up. Now, she was completely at a loss.’

’She tried to put herself in the enemy’s shoes, but no matter how she simulated the fight, she couldn’t imagine dodging that elusive, ink-blue blade. It was a fundamental difference. Even if she advanced to the Grandmaster realm, it seemed there would be no good way to counter it.’

Down in the narrow Matie Road, the 8th-rank Meta-Demon was being run ragged by the untargetable Yu Fei.

Its constant use of ultimate moves was rapidly depleting its energy reserves. The tunnel was in chaos. The battlefield, stretching for dozens of kilometers, was now completely unapproachable. Both the members of the Celestial Pride Class and the pursuing 7th-rank Meta-Demon troops had been forced to retreat again and again.

Normally, an 8th-rank battle wouldn’t look like this at all—one side attacking wildly, both recklessly and in a panic, while the other remained untargetable, constantly inflicting chip damage.

This caused the location of the battlefield to constantly shift, and the scale of the chaos grew ever larger.

Yu Fei had also noticed a problem: the 8th-rank Meta-Demon was far more difficult to deal with than an 8th-rank mechanical body. This wasn’t to say that the mechanical bodies were weaker than Meta-Demons; it was a result of his specific combat style.

8th-rank mechanical bodies had stronger attack and defense, but their regenerative capabilities were very poor.

When he used Zhanming, the accumulating damage would cause the mechanical body’s performance to steadily decline. He could relax more as the fight went on. Furthermore, the mechanical bodies’ attack patterns were more rigid.

But minor injuries had almost no effect on the Meta-Demon. Its regenerative ability was not weak, and while its standard attacks were weaker, it had many burst-damage techniques and fought with greater flexibility.

This caused the intensity and complexity of the battle to rise sharply. Yu Fei’s situation became more dangerous, as any attack that didn’t hit a vital spot was largely ineffective.

But no matter how ineffective, the attacks still had some impact. As time wore on, the 8th-rank Meta-Demon found it increasingly difficult to maintain its state, and more openings began to appear.

Suddenly, Yu Fei seized an opportunity. Zhanming struck a vital point. The ink-blue blade appeared abruptly at the 8th-rank Meta-Demon’s neck. Unable to dodge in time, it took the sword straight through one of its eyeballs. The intense pain and impaired vision caused its movements to falter slightly.

With his Divine Sense blanketing the area, he fed all variables into the Void Clearing Mirror. With his neural reaction speed amplified twentyfold, Yu Fei rapidly deduced the opponent’s weak points.

The ink-blue blade danced wildly. Infinite power erupted from his seemingly slender frame as he relentlessly closed the distance between them.

Under the Great Sun Sword Seal, Immeasurable Sword Qi poured down like the celestial river inverted, enveloping the 8th-rank Meta-Demon like an ocean. The tide of battle turned in an instant. One moment, the demon was desperately holding on; the next, its towering royal body dissolved into a red mist, hacked and minced into fragments by Yu Fei in the blink of an eye.

The weakness of living beings was also obvious: once a vital point was compromised, a battle could be decided in an instant.

A mechanical body, however, could launch a fatal counterattack even in the final second before its destruction.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yu Fei let his Sword Qi disperse. The instant the 8th-rank Meta-Demon died, he transformed into a streak of light and charged toward the large force of 7th-rank Meta-Demons and Spider Demons in the distance, determined to leave none of them behind.

Only by doing this could they fight their way out of Matie Road unnoticed and rush to the main battlefield at top speed.

To slay their enemies, avenge their fallen, and finally hold their heads high.

Behind him, the prodigies of the Celestial Pride Class, under the joint command of Feng Hua and Jiang Nianwei, advanced steadily to support Yu Fei’s assault. This was the order he had left them.