"Wait... Master Li, just spare me a life, and I’ll do whatever you ask~" The heavily made-up woman, seeing Li Sheng approach, quickly lowered her thin veil, revealing a glimpse of her ample chest, emphasizing her last words.
Li Sheng swung his sword, expressionless, brushing past her. A line of blood appeared at her throat, her face filled with shock: "How... how is this possible... how could a man refuse me... you... you're not a man!"
As her words fell, she died in despair. Hearing this, Li Sheng's expression darkened, cursing inwardly: "Your whole family isn’t men! If I were tempted by someone like you, would Bai Ye be able to manipulate him at will? Would he still have his authority as the sect leader?"
Li Sheng shook off his thoughts and hurried to the next location. Under his efficient slaughter, the sixth-rank martial artists within the formation dwindled.
...
The few from Evil Wolf Valley had already found the edge of the formation, with the Evil Wolf holding a green orb, an invisible wave radiating out to scout the surroundings.
"Big Brother, we’ve found the exit, over here!"
"Lead the way, let’s get out of this cursed place!" The Wolf King said eagerly.
The three rushed along the detected path, and after a few breaths, the edge of the formation came into view.
With hope in his heart, the Wolf King felt relief, but just as they were about to exit the formation, a voice approached from the distance.
"Welcome, esteemed guests from Evil Wolf Valley. Where might you be headed?"
A strong sense of crisis surged, and the three changed their expressions, realizing the danger.
The Wolf King and the Evil Wolf dove to the sides, while the Killer Wolf clenched his teeth and charged towards the exit.
He was betting, betting that Li Sheng wouldn’t have time to strike.
If he won, he would live; if he lost, he would die.
Just as he stepped out of the formation, a cold sword light swept across, bisecting him.
The Wolf King and the Evil Wolf didn’t force their way out and narrowly escaped disaster.
The Wolf King glanced at the corpse of the Killer Wolf, his expression grim.
"Master Li, we admit defeat. After this, I am willing to offer a large amount of resources to compensate your sect. How about it?"
"The Wolf King jokes," Li Sheng replied lightly with a smile. "You Evil Wolf Valley set the stage and invited guests; now that I, the protagonist, have appeared, how could you leave? The show wouldn’t be complete."
"My big brother is just outside, having reached the fifth rank in blood transformation, now an elder of Starfire Sect. Master Li, wouldn’t you consider giving us a way out?" The Wolf King’s tone carried a hint of threat.
"The fifth rank of blood transformation, with a base power of 70,000 pounds; even if he reaches the second level of power, able to unleash 140,000 pounds, he can suppress it himself—nothing to fear," Li Sheng mused.
"It’s not that I’m unwilling, but that I can’t!" After saying this, Li Sheng’s figure vanished.
Seeing this, the Wolf King was alarmed, a strong sense of danger rising in his heart.
With a fierce look, he pushed the Evil Wolf towards the exit and shouted, "Run! Tell my brother to avenge me!"
With that, he dashed to the side, leaving the choice to Li Sheng: either kill the Evil Wolf and let him escape, or kill the Evil Wolf and escape himself.
Li Sheng, expressionless, erupted with full power, his figure turning into an afterimage, suddenly appearing in front of the Evil Wolf.
With a single strike of his sword, blood filled the air.
On the other side, the Wolf King had already half-exited the formation, just a moment away from escape, but the stabbing pain in his chest pulled him back to reality.
Looking down, he saw a gleaming sword piercing through his chest.
"How could it be so fast... just a little more."
A great force pulled him back into the formation.
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Outside the formation, over a thousand disciples were stationed, the scene quite chaotic, so few noticed the earlier events.
However, Feng Luyi and the current leader of Huajian Sect, Tian Bo, caught sight of it, both belonging to the Evil Wolf Valley faction, having a profound memory of the Wolf King.
They exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
"Tian brother... that’s the Wolf..." Feng Luyi exclaimed in astonishment.
"Brother Feng, hush!" Tian Bo shook his head, signaling to leave the area.
In the woods to the right, Feng Luyi, Tian Bo, and Tian Qingfeng whispered.
"The Wolf King was a strong warrior on the verge of the fifth rank, and he died just like that... the others probably..." Feng Luyi's expression was complex.
Previously, he had viewed Qingling Sect as a burden and distanced himself; now, seeing it rise again and again shattered his perception, leaving him with mixed feelings.
When he was present, Qingling Sect was ordinary, but after his departure, it suddenly thrived.
It must be that Li Sheng did this on purpose; had he shown his strength earlier, he would have wholeheartedly supported him.
Now, how had it come to this? A pang of bitterness and resentment toward Li Sheng arose within him.
"Indeed, even the Wolf King has fallen; the others can't be much better. It’s odd that no one has come out of the formation after so long." Tian Bo agreed.
"Now that the Wolf King is dead, we should flee, Grandpa. I heard Liu Hongfeng and her mother have joined Qingling Sect; we might face retaliation afterward."
"Brother Feng, why not leave together? Let’s exit the Changqing Mountains." Tian Bo invited.
"That sounds good..." Feng Luyi had already made up his mind, nodding in agreement.
...
Inside the formation, Li Sheng summoned Tuan Tuan and asked, "Are there any remaining sixth-rank martial artists?"
"Chirp chirp!"
"Good, then." Li Sheng nodded and pulled up the mission panel.
[Special Mission: Hell Level]
[Devour Souls: 1973/3000]
[Destroy Sect: 0/50]
[Kill a Hundred: 115/100]
"Having killed over a hundred sixth-rank martial artists, why is the count still accumulating? Is it like sect promotion, where achieving higher conditions yields richer rewards... isn’t this forcing me to become a demon lord?" Li Sheng pondered.
As his figure vanished, cries of pain and curses erupted once more.
Within the sect, Liu Hongfeng and Bai Ye had recovered in the spirit gathering room and returned to the mountain gate.
"Mother, Sister Bai Ye, are you alright?" Liu Hongying rushed over.
Seeing the concern on their faces, Bai Ye smiled gently, "We’re fine. What’s the situation now?"
Liu Hongying’s face turned pale as if recalling something, and she bent over, gagging.
Wang Hu also went pale, fear filling his eyes.
"What happened? Wang Hu, you explain!" Liu Hongfeng frowned, her voice light but filled with undeniable authority.
"Um, I just went in with Sister Hongying... there aren’t many people left inside."
Wang Hu looked dazed; as a disciple of Qingling Sect, Tuan Tuan hadn’t obscured their senses.
Thus, when they beheld the scene of bodies strewn everywhere and the stench filling the air, they both vomited on the spot and retreated in horror, still unable to recover.
Bai Ye and Liu Hongfeng exchanged glances and rushed toward the formation.
What greeted them was a bloody scene. Having experienced a battle, they could still handle this level of carnage.
They quickened their pace toward the edge of the formation, where the bodies only multiplied.
"Did Brother kill all the intruders?" Bai Ye remarked, "He’s usually kind, lazy, and avoids conflict; it seems he’s really angry this time..."
"Kind? Avoid conflict?!!!" Liu Hongfeng looked at the bodies everywhere, bitterly smiling.
When they reached the edge of the formation, Li Sheng stood tall, deep in thought.
"Brother, Master!" The two called out as they approached.