Chapter 115: A Terrifying Battle Instinct, What Kind of Monster Is This?!

Seeing the Tier 2 flying sword bent like a piece of scrap iron, Mo Feng’s face turned completely ashen.

He didn’t even dare to retrieve his weapon. With a cry of fear, he immediately retreated, scrambling like a frightened rat to hide directly behind Overseer Zhao.

"Overseer! Save me!" Mo Feng shouted with trembling voice. "This guy... this guy is also a body cultivator! His flesh is like demonic iron! My sword couldn’t even leave a mark on him."

Yu Liang didn’t bother chasing him. He slowly reached up and touched his neck. There was a very faint white line on his skin, but instantly the flesh knitted together and in just a few breaths, the wound healed completely without a trace.

Yu Liang’s eyes locked onto the middle aged man standing at the front.

"The big fish," Yu Liang muttered.

Overseer Zhao’s expression was incredibly ugly. He stepped forward and instantly, an enormous, suffocating aura erupted from his body. As a bona fide Peak Stage Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, his spiritual energy was vast and heavy, carrying the oppressive weight of a true expert.

"Kid, you are playing with death." Overseer Zhao roared. He didn’t used any flashy moves but his palm struck out, carrying a dense Qi that instantly sealed off all of the Yu Liang’s escape routes.

Yu Liang’s eyes flashed. He activated his movement technique, his body turned into a mist as he dodged the incoming attack.

But Overseer Zhao was not like the common disciples of the Passion Sect. He had decades of life and death combat experience.

In a demonic sect, strength was everything. Disciples constantly fought over resources, opportunities, and survival, with the weak often becoming prey for the strong. Overseer Zhao had survived countless battles over the decades, fighting not only against outside enemies but also against fellow disciples within the sect. That harsh environment had honed his instincts to an extreme level, making it difficult for even the slightest opening to escape his notice.

His eyes were incredibly sharp, and his spiritual sense locked onto Yu Liang’s true body instantly.

Bang

Overseer Zhao’s palm changed trajectory mid air and slammed heavily on the Yu Liang’s shoulder.

Yu Liang’s body staggered and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. The disparity in cultivation and the vast difference in combat experience were immediately apparent. Overseer Zhao’s attacks were ruthless, efficient and left no openings. He quickly gained the upper hand, he used palms techniques, striking out like venomous snakes, forcing Yu Liang into a purely defensive posture.

Seeing their Overseer overpowering the demon who had just slaughtered their fellow sect mates, the remaining Passion Sect disciples were overjoyed.

"Overseer Zhao is invincible!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Tear him apart!"

Overseer Zhao’s eyes were cold. He saw a flaw in Yu Liang’s defense and seized the opportunity. His palm glowed with a blinding blood light, striking Yu Liang in the chest.

"Die!"

With a massive explosion of force, Yu Liang’s body was sent flying backward at a terrifying speed, heading straight for the solid stone wall at the back of the cave.

The disciples cheered, thinking it was over. No one could survive a full power strike from a Peak Foundation Establishment Realm expert.

But just as Yu Liang was about to crash into the wall, something unexpected happened.

Instead of bracing for impact, Yu Liang’s eyes remained perfectly clear. He twisted his body in mid air, completely surrendering to the immense force of Overseer Zhao’s strike.

Before he slammed into the wall, using the momentum, he shot out like a cannonball in the same direction, directly into a dense cluster of cheering Passion Sect disciples.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Before the disciples could even react, Yu Liang’s sword, carrying the terrifying energy of Overseer Zhao’s blow, smashed into them. Bodies were cut clean, chests were collapsed. In a single breath, he killed five disciples, using their bodies as cushions before twisting again and shooting back towards the Overseer Zhao.

The cheers in the cavern instantly turned into screams of terror.

Overseer Zhao’s pupils shrank. ’He used my own force to kill my men?!’

Yu Liang landed and immediately engaged with Overseer Zhao again. But this time, the situation started to change entirely.

Yu Liang was gaining combat experience at a crazy, terrifying rate.

Every time he faced a setback, every time Overseer Zhao’s rich experience forced him into a disadvantageous position, Yu Liang didn’t panic. Instead, he would deliberately take a minor hit or use the Overseer’s push to send himself flying into the crowd of disciples, slaughtering them to adapt and learn.

"Attack him! Attack him together! Don’t let him breathe!" Overseer Zhao roared, his face twisted in anger as he realized what was happening.

Dozens of disciples rushed forward, surrounding Yu Liang.

But Yu Liang pushed his movement techniques, Misty Steps and Heavenly Star Shifting Flash, to their absolute limits. He became a phantom of mist and starlight. In that moment he was everywhere at once. He killed a disciple on his left, parried Overseer Zhao’s palm with his right, and crushed the throat of another disciple with his elbow.

He was killing disciples while simultaneously fighting the Overseer.

Desperate, several disciples swung their flying swords, sabers and claws, striking at Yu Liang with whatever they got from all spots.

But Yu Liang didn’t dodge their attacks, instead he took all the blows head on.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The weapons chopped into his arms, his back, his legs. But none of their weapons worked on him. The blades shattered, the tips broke and the Qi attacks dissipated against his skin. In return, while they were stunned by the failure of their attacks, Yu Liang’s counterattacks were instantaneous and lethal. He snapped necks and pierced hearts, killing them just as they failed to do anything to him.

Watching this bloody, chaotic battle, even Overseer Zhao felt a chill run down his spine.

He was utterly horrified.

’What kind of monster is this?!’ Overseer Zhao thought as his heart pounded wildly.

With his experienced eyes, he could clearly feel that Yu Liang didn’t possess a divine physique, nor was he using any exceptional, high tier techniques. His flesh was just tough but not in a way, that he could take his all attacks.

But the way he was fighting... it was monstrous.

Yu Liang’s battle instincts were like those of a primordial beast. No matter how Overseer Zhao tried to suppress him, he couldn’t stop him. If Overseer Zhao pushed him back, Yu Liang would use that exact momentum to slide through a group of disciples, slaughtering them. If Overseer Zhao struck his body, he would use the spin to decapitate someone behind him.

No matter what Overseer Zhao did, Yu Liang would always kill disciples, turning his own men into his stepping stones and weapons.

"Enough!" Overseer Zhao roared, his face pale as he poured his life essence into a final, desperate strike, trying to create distance between them, so atleast he can save a few people.

BOOM

A massive shockwave swept through the cavern, blowing away the dust and blood mist.

But when the dust settled, the cave was deathly silent.

The ground was littered with hundreds of mangled corpses. Not a single Passion Sect disciple was left standing.

In the center of the carnage, only four people were left alive.

One of them was Yu Liang, who stood a little far away. He was heavily injured. His robes were torn to shreds, his body covered in bruises and shallow cuts and blood was dripping from his chin. His breathing was ragged but his eyes were as bright and sharp as stars, burning with an unyielding light.

A few meters away, Overseer Zhao was panting heavily, his face completely devoid of color. Beside him, Mo Feng and Liu Ruyan were trembling so violently they could barely stand, their faces twisted in absolute horror.

The three of them stared at the blood soaked young man in front of them, their eyes filled with unadulterated terror and disbelief.