Chapter 133: Endless Slaughter (10,000-Word Update 3/5)

The entire Shigu Plain fell into sudden silence.

Among the cultivators present, some were silenced by his ruthless methods, others by his astonishing sword control.

Still others were stunned that he dared repeatedly slaughter a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect right before the elders of that sect.

Even the middle-aged man was shocked by Song Yan’s actions.

Within his sea of consciousness, the wild laughter of an ancient demonic cultivator echoed incessantly: “Hahahahaha...”

“This kid... hahahaha... he’s killing me with laughter.”

The middle-aged man couldn’t help but ask, “What are you laughing at?”

“It’s truly fascinating! After this kid beheaded that woman, he actually turned her head around and put it back on.”

“Hahahaha...”

The middle-aged man was utterly bewildered.

What was so funny about that?

He sighed softly.

After some thought, perhaps it was because he sensed another soul brimming with demonic ferocity, which stirred a strange resonance within him.

The quirks of demons are truly bizarre.

Just as all the cultivators were immersed in stunned silence,

Song Yan moved again.

He walked steadily toward the Bone Mountain.

Passing by the demonic ape, he casually severed its head, ending its suffering.

Holding his right palm upward, he reached out to Xiao He.

“What are you standing there for? Come back quickly.”

The little snake seemed a bit dazed but still wriggled forward and slipped into the sleeve of Song Yan’s Dao robe.

Though his demonic ape servant had been beheaded, Hu Rifei did not show much anger.

His emotions were even steadier than those of the demonic cultivator from the Yellow Springs Dao beside him.

He frowned slightly, silently watching this man.

In his mind, he recalled the protective light sphere that had surrounded that little snake.

“Why does it resemble the lady of the Bai family from Mount Shangtong...”

...

On Bone Mountain, Jin Tianya’s gaze was somewhat vacant.

How did he manage to walk so confidently through this ghostly domain shaped by the Hell Transformation Diagram?

Indeed, this was only a copy of the original work.

Yet the true meaning within the painting resonated with the long-standing grievances of the souls here, affecting the cultivators’ wills in a terrifying manner.

He carefully scrutinized the Qi Refinement stage cultivator named Song Yan, his expression shifting several times.

Could it be that this small borderland Chu state had truly produced a cultivator with a perfectly centered Dao heart and a clear, resolute will?

He was only at the Qi Refinement stage...

“Song Yan, stop.”

Although uncertain how this kid had managed it, Shen Yu’s command carried an unmistakable tone of superiority.

“...”

Song Yan’s expression remained calm, ignoring Shen Yu’s words.

His steps were firm, his goal clear.

It was the spirit within the painting on Bone Mountain — Jin Tianya.

Shen Yu’s face darkened; he now loathed Song Yan with a burning intensity.

His own path of refinement was nearly reaching Bone Mountain.

But even with an extraordinarily fast refinement speed, he still couldn’t match the ease with which this young cultivator moved.

He demanded, “What exactly do you intend to do?!”

Song Yan still paid him no heed.

Like a deaf man, he walked step by step to the foot of Bone Mountain.

He lifted his eyes slightly, meeting Jin Tianya’s gaze.

Zixi Zhou slowly flew out from its sword case but did not attack immediately.

Now, the sword energy within the Dao Sword Mansion was nearly depleted, though the spiritual power was gradually recovering.

Song Yan condensed his spiritual power and shot it toward Bone Mountain.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the spiritual power twisted slightly and inexplicably veered away from Jin Tianya.

“Heh heh...”

Jin Tianya smiled faintly, “Overestimating yourself.”

Shen Yu outside the realm exhaled slightly.

Indeed, if the spirit in the painting could be refined so easily, how could a mere Qi Refinement cultivator like him hope to succeed?

Yet Song Yan remained unruffled.

Zixi Zhou retracted into the sword case.

Just as the cultivators thought he would give up,

They saw that slender figure step forward again, ascending Bone Mountain.

“Stubborn fool.”

Shen Yu sneered coldly, “If you turn back now, I can overlook Shen Huai’s death.”

Whether threat or temptation,

The Qi Refinement cultivator seemed deaf to it all, walking his path step by step.

This infuriated Shen Yu immensely, forcing him to continue his refinement.

Jin Tianya made a single gesture.

Under the hellish shadow, countless ghostly figures swarmed toward Bone Mountain.

Now, Song Yan was the only living cultivator left in Infinite Hell.

Jin Tianya had consumed the blood and grudges of many mortals, as well as over a dozen Qi Refinement cultivators and demons.

His aura was now just a step away from Foundation Establishment.

If he could kill the person before him, he would gain a sliver of hope and be able to contend with the Foundation Establishment cultivators outside!

Though trapped within the painting, he could still control the fierce ghosts therein.

But Song Yan, unhurried and calm, unleashed a wild surge of sword energy from the Dao Sword Mansion.

From the sword case behind him, white sword shadows flew out in continuous waves.

The sword shadows soared into the air, scattering and swirling to confront the ghostly horde, relentlessly slashing and tearing through them.

...

Song Yan kept his gaze straightforward, continuing upward.

“...”

Jin Tianya’s expression darkened, his hands moving again.

All the ghost shadows behind him merged, forming a colossal demonic figure.

That giant demon lifted its massive palm and struck fiercely at Song Yan.

The demonic palm stretched across the ghost domain, blotting out the sky and sun.

Under its oppressive might, the young cultivator appeared so small, so fragile, as if he would perish at any moment.

Song Yan slightly raised his head and murmured,

“Compared to the foot-tall demonic figure condensed by the one from Mount Beiya, this monstrous form is far too hollow.”

“In the future, if I refine the Pure Brightness Dharma Figure, I must take heed.”

He flicked his sleeve, and the sword in Zixi Zhou shot out from the sword case.

Black flames surged at the hilt, and spiritual radiance flashed along the blade.

It charged straight at the gigantic palm that obscured the sky.

The demonic palm shattered and faltered suddenly, beginning to collapse.

Upon the black-and-white sword light, faint thunder and wind crackled, darting rapidly over the demon’s arm.

No ghost shadow could withstand this sharp edge even for a moment.

Shoulder... torso... neck...

The enormous demon crumbled bit by bit.

Li Qingfeng outside the realm stared blankly at the scene.

“Jie Niu Sword Technique... no, Jie Niu Saber Technique?”

At Peach Blossom Dock, he had once used the Jie Niu Saber Technique to slay the corpse puppets on Hanging Sword Mountain.

Jin Tianya was momentarily stunned.

Song Yan was already standing before him.

At this moment, a bitter feeling filled his heart.

If he were his former self—not trapped within the painting—and with the tenth layer of Qi Refinement cultivation, he would never be so helpless.

Fate and timing.

Two hands reached out to him.

Jin Tianya looked at Song Yan with some fear, shouting loudly,

“Wait! A Qi Refinement cultivator’s spiritual power is definitely insufficient to refine this treasure and might even be counterattacked by the resentful spirits within the painting! You should seek help from a senior...”

“There’s no need.”

Song Yan’s expression was calm as his palm pressed on Jin Tianya’s forehead.

Within his palm, a sword essence quickly condensed.

“You...”

In an instant, that sharp edge pierced through his skull.

No longer alive.

The first volume was about to end; the explosion was beginning!

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