Inside the meditation room, it was a mess.
Chen Tong and the others lay scattered on the ground, each with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, their eyes filled with horror.
Especially Liu Ke.
He struggled to prop himself up, his chest churning with Qi and blood, his throat sweet, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.
How could this be... he was a Half-Step Ming Gu!
Looking at the entire young generation of Longyou Circuit, he was considered to have good talent, so how could he be defeated so easily?!
He stared intently at the Black Bear. Although its Demonic Qi was vast, that aura had never truly entered the Minggu Realm.
At most... at most, like him, it was a Half-Step Ming Gu!
Although under the same Realm, Demons were inherently stronger than Human Race Martial Artists.
But the gap shouldn't be this huge!
What's more, they had a numerical advantage on their side!
Not to mention the others, even that fat monk was a genuine Half-Step Ming Gu cultivator, and although Chen Tong was slightly inferior, he was also a skilled practitioner of the Wen Xian Later Stage!
Such a lineup was actually defeated by the opponent with a single move!
"What? Still not leaving? Do I have to invite you out?"
The Black Bear waited for a while, but saw that the figure at the door still stood in place, feeling a bit impatient.
However.
The figure standing at the door seemed not to have heard.
The stray hairs on the girl's forehead obscured the look in her eyes.
Her hand rested on the hilt of the saber at her waist, trembling slightly.
As a Transmigrator, she had seen dead people and had killed people with her own hands.
She had also clearly witnessed the tragic devastation under the rampage of Demons in Shangpan Village.
But no matter what... no matter what, she still couldn't easily accept such a sight.
She really wanted to vomit.
Not because of the bloody scene, but from a deep-seated revulsion in her Soul.
But she had to control it.
Only with calmness could she chop this beast in front of her, piece by piece, into minced meat.
After a long while.
She finally let out a long, relieved breath.
Her slightly trembling hand, at this moment, completely steadied.
She slowly walked forward.
The Black Bear saw her not retreating but advancing, actually taking a step towards him, and its fierce gaze intensified.
Boom—
An even more violent Demonic Qi than before once again burst forth from the Black Bear's body!
"You ignorant fool!"
"Since attaining the Dao, I have toiled for hundreds of years in the Hearing the String, all to refine my Foundation to perfection!"
"Now, I'm just one step away from entering the Minggu Realm!"
In other words.
Below the Minggu Realm, he was invincible!
As his voice fell.
Its massive body suddenly sank, and it charged straight at Jiang Yuechu!
But Jiang Yuechu had already drawn her saber.
Buzz—
The saber hummed lightly.
Her cultivation of the Minggu Realm, with no reservations, erupted!
Thump... clang... a clear, melodious sound emanated from within her, like the clashing of metal and stone, or the ringing of a temple bell.
All bones resonating!
Minggu Realm!
At this, not only did the Black Bear Demon's sinister grin instantly freeze.
Even Chen Tong, Liu Ke, and the others who were struggling to get up from the ground, were utterly shocked.
Qi and blood flowing smoothly, a hundred bones resonating.
This was a true Minggu Realm!
But... but this Captain Jiang, she looked no older than seventeen or eighteen!
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Minggu Realm practitioner?!
What the hell... is this a joke!
Alarm bells rang wildly in the Black Bear Demon's heart, but the arrow was already on the string, it had to be fired!
It roared, Demonic Qi surging on its sharp claws, and fiercely swiped down towards Jiang Yuechu's head!
At this moment.
Tiger Roar Demon Suppressing Saber!
As this saber strike was unleashed, the saber's momentum was fierce and powerful, and the phantom tiger behind her was several times more solid than before!
Even more terrifyingly, accompanying the saber's cleaving through the air, a Soul-stirring tiger roar resounded!
"Roar—"
The sound waves rolled, directly impacting the Divine Soul!
Damn it!
The Black Bear roared in its heart, feeling its Demonic Qi stagnate from the tiger's roar, and its movements slowed by half a beat!
It no longer dared to be negligent in the slightest; the scattered Demonic Qi was suddenly reined in, and its two claws crossed, fiercely shielding its chest!
Clang—
The saber's edge and the sharp claws collided violently!
Sparks flew!
The Black Bear felt an unimaginable immense force coming from its claws; its entire body slid back several feet uncontrollably, its feet plowing two furrows in the ground.
Before it could stabilize itself.
That slender figure had already followed like a shadow, closing in!
The second saber strike.
Fiercely descended!
Pfft—
A flash of blood.
The Black Bear's thick right paw, along with half of its arm, was cleanly severed!
Foul-smelling Demon blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah ah ah ah—"
It clutched its severed arm, looking at that figure in disbelief, its massive body collapsing to its knees with a thud.
The self-satisfaction and arrogance in its eyes were, at this moment, completely replaced by fear.
"Spare... spare me!!!"
It shrieked in terror, "My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!!!"
Facing the bear Demon's frantic pleas for mercy, her face showed no emotion.
She merely took steps, one by one, slowly, walking in front of the Black Bear kneeling and begging for mercy.
Then, she raised her saber.
"Don't... don't!"
The Black Bear felt the icy killing intent and was scared out of its wits, scrambling backward.
Pfft!
Another flash of blood.
The Black Bear's remaining left arm also flew into the air.
"Ah ah ah ah—"
Under the intense pain, the Black Bear's massive body rolled wildly on the ground, its foul-smelling blood staining the ground pitch black.
Jiang Yuechu turned a deaf ear, and the horizontal saber in her hand struck down again.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Bear Great Demon, which had been so arrogant just moments ago, was now a writhing mass of flesh in a pool of blood.
Blood gushed wildly from the severed ends of its limbs, and the intense pain almost completely submerged its consciousness.
But what made it feel most despairing was this.
The girl's movements still showed no pause.
She squatted down, and the horizontal saber in her hand, like a butcher carving an ox, slowly and deliberately, slice by slice, cut off its flesh.
The Black Bear's screams had become hoarse.
"Kill... kill me..."
"If you have the guts, kill me!"
Blood droplets splattered on the girl's fair face.
She raised her eyes, smiling, and her voice was soft, "I thought you Demons would enjoy this very much."
If they didn't like it, why would these Demons torment the Human Race in such a way?
Chen Tong and the others' Adam's apples bobbed up and down as they stared blankly at the scene before them, feeling parched.
He had never seen anyone like the girl before him, who could wear a smile on her face while doing such a thing.
How calm, and how... natural it was.
"Amitabha..."
"Killing to protect life, severing karma not people..."
No Abstinence muttered softly, slowly closing his eyes, seemingly unwilling to look further.
In the pool of blood, the Black Bear's screams had become as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Its eyes, which should have been ferocious, now held only endless pleading.
Jiang Yuechu's smile slowly faded.
She stood up, looking down at the pile of rotten flesh at her feet, and finally brought her saber down, cleaving it across its face.
Pfft.
The saber light flashed and was gone.
[Killed a Wen Xian Realm creature, gained three hundred and sixty years of its Dao Cultivation.]