The dull sound of impact was like the beating of the war drums of hell.

This terrifying sound failed to scare away the demon lurking deep in the cave.

Instead, it was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly detonating the cruelty and violence accumulated deep in their bones.

The sudden and tragic death of my companion was like a basin of ice water poured onto a hot iron plate.

It aroused the most primitive, craziest, and bloodthirsty wild instincts in their blood.

“Ow-!!”

The roar, so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums, suddenly became louder and louder, becoming more crazy and hysterical.

Like countless wounded and dying wild beasts, they roar in despair and with a desire for destruction before the end of their lives.

Every roar nakedly declared the infinite desire for blood and the morbid greed for killing.

In the scarlet eyes of the demons, the strong violent aura almost condensed into a blood-colored substance and dripped down.

They brandished their claws, which were as sharp as blades, flashing cold light and tearing the air.

He suddenly opened his bloody mouth covered with layers of serrated fangs, and sticky and smelly saliva kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.

It fell on the rocky ground covered with bones, corroding small pits that emitted white smoke and made a horrible “sizzling” sound.

It was like a black flood that broke through the dam, surging and rushing.

It was like a violent inky tide coming from the abyss, ready to devour all living things.

Dozens of terrifying demons with different shapes, twisted and hideous appearances, and emitting a foul stench, rushed frantically from all directions of the dark cave towards the tall figure in the center – Jiang Yue.

They have only one thought and one goal at this moment.

This lowly human invader who dared to break into their sacred territory and slaughter their companions was torn into bloody pieces in the most cruel way.

Use Jiang Yue’s warm blood to wash away this sudden shame and offense.

Use Jiang Yue’s skull as the newest and most glorious trophy and decoration in their lair.

In an instant, the entire dark and deep cave, which was like the throat of a giant beast, was completely filled with violent and rampant demonic energy and strong and indissoluble murderous intent.

The air seemed to become as thick as a swamp, so heavy that it was suffocating, and every breath was like inhaling a knife.

However, facing this terrifying scene, which is like a hundred ghosts parading at night and evil spirits pouncing on their prey, is enough to scare ordinary people out of their wits.

Jiang Yue’s eyes were still as calm as the deep pool under the Arctic glacier that had not melted for thousands of years.

There is not a trace of emotional fluctuation.

There is not even a trace of human instinctive fear.

What there is is the endless coldness that seems to be able to freeze the soul.

And the cold and murderous aura that almost tore the air apart.

His footsteps were still as steady as the earth.

Like a rock, it was firmly nailed to the spot, its body erect and motionless.

It was as if the ones rushing before him, wanting to tear him to pieces and devour him, were not dozens of extremely ferocious demons that selectively devoured their prey.

They are just a bunch of vulnerable chickens and dogs that can be easily destroyed.

Jiang Yue held the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in his hand, and the blade emitted an increasingly dazzling and cold light.

Like the cold sickle in the hands of the god of death that reaps souls, it exudes a terrifying breath of death.

A cold melody that belongs only to killing and death has quietly begun to play.

Jiang Yue moved.

His movements did not seem to be as fast as lightning, but they carried a strange rhythm that was natural and untraceable, like the rhythm of an antelope hanging its horns.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand seemed to have an independent life and will, and it came completely alive.

The knife flashed and the cold air was everywhere.

In an instant, it turned into an impenetrable, rotating and flying silver light curtain.

All the vital parts of Jiang Yue’s body were guarded like a solid wall, without any leaks.

The most impatient demons rushing in the front, their sharp claws shining with metallic luster, could not even touch the fluttering corners of Jiang Yue’s clothes.

He crashed head-on into the cold and ruthless, rotating and cutting silver light curtain.

“Pfft!”

“Crack!”

The terrifying sound of flesh being cut and the crisp cracking sound of hard bones being forcibly cut rang out almost at the same moment.

Wherever the blade passed, blood and flesh flew and broken bones splattered.

The broken limbs and arms were thrown around randomly like rags and sacks caught in the wind.

The foul-smelling, sticky, and strangely warm blood gushed out like a fountain bursting its dam, instantly dyeing the nearby ground a disgusting dark red.

It also splashed onto Jiang Yue’s originally dark robe, leaving some shocking blood stains.

But he was completely unaware of this, as if what was splashing on his body was not hot demon blood, but cold raindrops.

There was still no extra expression on Jiang Yue’s face, as cold and hard as ice that had been there for thousands of years.

Like a cold machine without emotions that only knows how to execute killing orders.

It was also like a blood-soaked Shura who had just stepped out of an endless sea of ​​blood, with murderous intent and overwhelming momentum, making even gods and demons tremble in fear.

The demon’s miserable and desperate scream before death.

Seeing this, his companions became even more angry and bloodthirsty and roared wildly.

The dull sound of a sharp weapon cutting through tough flesh and penetrating into bones.

The crisp cracking sound when bones are forcibly cut off by irresistible force.

All kinds of horrifying sounds that were enough to cause an ordinary person to suffer a mental breakdown instantly intertwined and mixed together.

It echoed and collided wildly in this dark and empty cave that was like a tomb.

It forms a symphony of death that is terrifying, yet has a certain eerie rhythm.

The knife light flickered and changed unpredictably.

Like a silver lightning of death, it shuttled back and forth among the inky black group of demons without any hindrance, cutting at will.

Every flash of the knife was precise and deadly, never missing a target.

There are no unnecessary fancy moves, which would waste precious energy and time.

Only the simplest, most effective and coldest killing technique that has been honed through thousands of trials and is engraved in Jiang Yue’s bones.

With one blow, he cut off the head, which flew into the sky.

A knife pierced through the heart, and the heart exploded instantly. A knife cut the body in half.

Every time the sword is swung, it will inevitably take away one or several dirty and sinful lives of demons.

Blood gushed out continuously as if it was free.

The incomplete corpses of demons fell down one after another, piling up like a small hill.

The cave, which was originally crowded with almost no place to stand, was cleared out into a small, ever-expanding open space with Jiang Yue as the absolute center, using the corpses and blood of demons.

But this empty space soaked in blood was soon filled up again by the fearless demons that surged in like a tide.

They seemed to have no idea what fear was. They rushed forward one after another, stepping on the warm corpses of their companions.

It seems endless and there is no end to the killing.

Jiang Yue’s tall figure was soon completely submerged by dozens of crazy demons, like a reef in the raging sea.

The dazzling silver blade light was like a small boat in a storm that could capsize at any time.

Appearing and disappearing in the black demonic waves.

But it always has a heart-pounding tenacity and determination, stubbornly cutting through the waves and standing firm, and every flash takes away several lives.

The battle entered the most tragic, bloody and cruel white-hot stage from the very beginning.

Inside the cave, it was as silent as the depths of a tomb.

The deafening roars and clanging of weapons that seemed to overturn the entire valley had completely disappeared.

Instead, sticky blood slowly dripped from the corpse and merged into a pool of blood, making a faint “tick…tick…” sound.

And Jiang Yue’s own breathing, as steady and long as a bellows, was particularly clear in this absolute silence.

The bloody smell was so strong that it was sickening and almost solidified, mixed with the unique stench of demons, domineeringly occupying every inch of the cave.

When you breathe it in, you can almost taste the disgusting smell of rust and rot.

The ground beneath my feet had long lost its original appearance, and the scene looked like a Shura slaughterhouse that had just experienced a bloody sacrifice.

Dozens of weirdly shaped, twisted and terrifying corpses of demons were piled up like garbage, looking extremely miserable.

Broken and twisted limbs, mixed with broken and slippery internal organs, and several heads with eyes open and hideous expressions were scattered everywhere.

The deep red, dark purple, and even dark green demon blood mixed together, completely soaking the entire ground, forming a horrific pool of blood of varying shades, sticky and muddy, almost reaching above the ankles.

Jiang Yue stood right in the center of this sea of ​​corpses and blood.

His tall and straight figure was like a battle flag that stood proudly after drinking blood, or like an unchanging rock, firmly nailed to this soul-stirring painting of hell.

The originally plain black robe was now completely stained, showing a deep dark red that was almost black. It stuck to the body wetly and emitted a bloody heat.

A few drops of hot and sticky demon blood even splashed onto Jiang Yue’s face, which was as cold and hard as a knife, leaving a few shocking dark red marks and slowly sliding down.

Jiang Yue seemed unaware of this, his eyes still as calm as a cold pond that had existed for thousands of years, without the slightest ripple.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand had experienced a baptism of bloody killing, and the blade became even brighter and brighter. The cold light was intimidating, reflecting the faint light coming in from outside the cave, as well as Jiang Yue’s icy eyes.

The last drop of filthy demon blood slid slowly along the cold tip of the knife reluctantly.

“Clap.”

With an extremely slight crisp sound, water dripped onto the piled up corpses at the foot, splashing a tiny flower of blood.

In this dead silence like a tomb, the sound seemed unusually clear and harsh.

Jiang Yue calmly scanned the entire cave with his eyes, as if a craftsman was examining a work that he had just completed with great effort, cold and picky.

His spiritual sense carefully scanned each corpse, confirming that there was no demon left that could breathe, even if it was just a lingering breath.

He then slowly exhaled a breath of foul air with a strong smell of blood, his chest rising and falling slightly.

The body, which had been tense as a bowstring due to the battle, relaxed a little as if a heavy burden had been lifted, but the tall spine was still as straight as a sword.

Thoughts moved slightly.

“Om…”

The three-pointed, double-edged sword made a slight sound, and the blade glowed with silver light, instantly turning into a stream of light and disappearing. Jiang Yue had neatly put it back into his storage ring.

then.

Jiang Yue’s gaze, as sharp as an eagle’s, fell on the messy corpses of demons all over the ground.

Although these ugly, ferocious and smelly creatures caused him a moment of trouble, they forced him to fight with all his strength.

But they are also walking resources and the cornerstones of accumulating strength.

The energy contained in the monster core, the hard bones, the scales with special properties, and even the special materials that may exist in the bodies of some monsters.

For Jiang Yue, who is determined to protect Yunzhou and the human race and urgently needs to accumulate strength and become stronger, these are precious resources that cannot be missed.

Any opportunity to enhance your strength must not be missed.

Waste is a blasphemy against sacrifice and irresponsible to the future.

Jiang Yue did not hesitate at all, nor did he feel the slightest bit of disgust or discomfort towards these filthy and smelly corpses, as if he had already become accustomed to this kind of scene.

He bent down, and with skillful and quick movements, like the most experienced old hunter, he began to carefully search the spoils from the “prey” he had just killed.

He pulled out the fine steel dagger he carried with him from his waist. The blade flashed a cold light in the dimness, and it was extremely sharp.

With a flick of the knife, he accurately cut through the relatively hard and thick skull bones of the demon, or simply broke open the chest cavity which was still warm and the muscles were still twitching slightly.

The blood-stained fingers reached into the smelly, sticky, warm and slippery flesh and organs without hesitation to explore.

With his keen perception, he carefully searched for the faintly glowing demon core that contained complex energy.

soon.

He took out the demon cores that emitted weak energy fluctuations and looked like inferior gemstones one by one and wiped off the blood stains.

These demon cores vary in size and color. Some are turbid and have thin energy, while others are slightly shiny and have relatively abundant energy.

The energy contained in it is complex and chaotic, with varying strengths, but when accumulated little by little, it is always useful.

For some special individuals with exceptionally strong bodies or whose aura is obviously different from other ordinary monsters, Jiang Yue will examine them more carefully, just like looking for gold in the sand.

Except for the most valuable part, the demon core.

He also broke off some bones that looked extremely hard and even had a metallic luster. These might be used to refine tools.

After peeling off a few pieces of scales that shone with a strange dark luster and had good defensive power, they could be used to make armor.

Even in the gaps between the thick and sharp claws of a pangolin-like monster, Jiang Yue unexpectedly discovered several tiny black crystal-like minerals, emitting faint earth-attributed energy fluctuations.

These bits and pieces may play a certain role in refining equipment, formations, or cultivation at some point in the future.

Jiang Yue meticulously put all the spoils that he judged to be of certain value, regardless of size or grade, into his storage ring.

The ancient ring on his finger flickered with a faint light, like a gluttonous mouth that could never be filled, swallowing up those blood-stained and foul-smelling things one by one and storing them up. (End of this chapter)