Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Kill, Kill, Kill

Over the next few days, Qin Yefeng only dared to hunt demonic beasts in the outermost areas, familiarizing himself with his Black Tiger Saber Art.

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Roar!

In the outer reaches of the Black Water Marsh, within a densely wooded area.

At this moment, a roaring sound echoed out.

Immediately after, the trees in the distance seemed to crash down continuously, sending dust flying all over the ground.

A completely black Iron-Backed Rhinoceros charged madly toward this direction from afar.

The Iron-Backed Rhinoceros, a demonic beast at the fifth level of the Houtian Realm, was considered a local overlord in these outer regions. However, at this moment, its bell-sized bovine eyes were filled with terrified panic.

On its back was a terrifying wound that bled continuously.

The Iron-Backed Rhinoceros roared as it charged forward.

However, right at this moment, a figure rushed out directly from behind, followed by a vicious saber strike aimed right at the Iron-Backed Rhinoceros’s neck.

“Hahaha! Let’s see where you can escape to!”

Accompanied by the laughter, the figure of a young man rapidly revealed itself. It was none other than Qin Yefeng, who had been in the Black Water Marsh for three days.

At this time, Qin Yefeng’s originally white clothes were torn, his face was covered in dirt, and there was even a scabbed wound on his chest.

However, the light flashing in his eyes was becoming increasingly pronounced.

Cleaving the Iron-Backed Rhinoceros’s brain open with a single strike, Qin Yefeng discovered a fist-sized black crystal within its skull.

A trace of joy appeared in Qin Yefeng’s eyes as he muttered, “There’s actually a demonic core?”

A demonic core was the core of a demonic beast’s energy. However, at the Houtian level, not every demonic beast possessed one.

Over these past few days, Qin Yefeng had only obtained five demonic cores.

Afterward, having packed away the materials from the Iron-Backed Rhinoceros, Qin Yefeng found a hidden spot to begin refining the demonic core.

In Qin Yefeng’s hand, a golden Burning Heaven Dragon Flame emerged, completely wreathing and enveloping the demonic core.

Sizzle!

As the Burning Heaven Dragon Flame burned, the energy within the demonic core continuously transformed into dragon force, catalyzing dragon blood to replenish Qin Yefeng’s body and nourish his meridians.

Qin Yefeng could sense the physical strength of his body continuously increasing.

This was the first transformation from cultivating the Nine Heavens Burning Heaven Art, a path of continuous transformation into a dragon.

Refining dragon blood was the first revolution of the Burning Heaven Art, which had a tremendous strengthening effect on his power.

Phew!

A few breaths later, Qin Yefeng finished refining the demonic core. After exhaling a heavy breath of turbid air, he slowly opened his eyes.

A brilliant light burst forth from Qin Yefeng’s eyes.

He found that the surrounding scenery appeared clearer and more orderly to him; it seemed his strength had increased significantly once again.

Holding his battle saber, Qin Yefeng stepped forward, continuing his advance toward the center of the great marsh.

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Sheep Horn Peak.

A necessary passage from the outer Black Water Marsh to its center, this perilous location curved inward like a sheep’s horn, making it a favorite ambush spot for bandits.

On the peak, there was a water mound covered in withered yellow weeds. Behind this mound, three bandits were currently hiding.

“All of you, perk the fuck up! I’ve been waiting here for three days. Could that brat have died in the outer regions?”

A dark-skinned, burly man with the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear held a nine-ringed broadsword, exposing a chest full of black hair. This person was the bandit leader.

They were the very same people who had tracked Qin Yefeng into the Black Water Marsh after spotting him in the market.

The one-eyed man quickly whispered, “Boss, he’s here!”

The bandit leader’s eyes lit up, and the two underlings beside him grew excited.

Lowering his voice, the bandit leader said with a ferocious expression, “Brothers, wait for that fat sheep to get close, then shoot him dead. Once we snatch his wealth, we’ll go have some fun at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion!”

The other two bandits laughed, their eyes revealing a ruthlessness akin to ferocious beasts.

Qin Yefeng was traveling rapidly toward the inner regions of the Black Water Marsh, completely unaware of everything at Sheep Horn Peak.

The bandits hiding on the stone mound didn’t make much noise. Logically, an ordinary person wouldn’t have noticed them at all.

“Hm?” Qin Yefeng’s ears twitched at this moment, and he looked toward the distant peak.

Having received the Divine Dragon’s inheritance, Qin Yefeng’s six senses were extremely acute.

In this desolate wilderness, the surroundings were completely silent. However, with people hiding behind the water mound, ready to attack, no matter how well they concealed themselves, Qin Yefeng would still detect them.

Qin Yefeng slowed his pace, observing the situation at the water mound from the corner of his eye.

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot toward Qin Yefeng’s face. He hurriedly executed the Soaring Cloud Movement Technique to dodge it.

“Motherfucker!” The bandit leader flew into a rage upon seeing this. “The brat dodged it! Charge over and kill him!”

Watching the bandits rush out from the woods, Qin Yefeng’s expression remained relaxed. “So it’s just a bunch of petty thieves who murder for goods.”

The bandit leader was astonished to find that this young man was actually charging at them with a black battle saber in hand.

His speed was incredibly fast!

“Courting death!” The bandit leader sneered. “Loose your arrows! Shoot him dead!”

As Qin Yefeng sprinted, he brandished the battle saber in his hand, cleaving any incoming arrows in half. His gaze was locked dead onto the bandit leader.

The bandit leader was stunned.

They actually couldn’t hurt him?

“Brat, go to hell.”

A one-eyed, fierce bandit charged out from the group, slashing over with a long saber.

Qin Yefeng spun around, dodging the thrust. With a swift rise and fall of his saber, he sliced the attacker in half at the waist. Instantly, bones shattered, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Seeing the one-eyed man killed, the bandit leader roared ferociously, “Get him!”

Although the last petty bandit was usually vicious toward commoners, he was terrified when facing a truly ruthless person. He retreated repeatedly.

“Useless trash.” The bandit leader hacked the retreating bandit to death with a single strike.

Qin Yefeng had already rushed in front of the bandit leader, who raised his battle saber vertically.

Relying on the Soaring Cloud Movement Technique, Qin Yefeng leaped into the air. Arriving before the bandit leader, he held his battle saber high, and a flash of cold light swept past.

“Impossible!”

The bandit leader’s head fell off, blood pouring from his severed neck like a flowing stream.

Qin Yefeng wiped the blood off his battle saber on the grass and searched the bandits, finding a few spirit stones. He suddenly raised his head to look at the nearby forest, where he detected a strange, distinct noise.

“Come out, stop hiding your head and showing your tail!”

The figure of a middle-aged man appeared in the forest, laughing quite sadistically. “To think that the trash eldest young master of the Qin Family would actually be this alert!”

Qin Yefeng stared at the person before him. This man was dressed entirely in black, had a vicious gaze, and held a green steel sword. His body was brimming with spiritual energy; it seemed he had encountered an expert.