Chapter 144: Chapter 129: Godslaying Flying Knife (Part 2)

BOOM!

Without warning, an area of land ten zhang wide collapsed. The next moment, a massive hand made of vines reached out, followed by an enormous head, torso, and legs!

Song Changsheng squinted at the behemoth before him. Its appearance was identical to the "Tree Demon" of legend—several zhang tall, with vague facial features and a hint of Spiritual Wisdom. The sheer force of its presence was no less than Cheng Yufei’s.

In an instant, the situation had become a two-on-one fight, and the pressure on him mounted immensely.

"ROAR—"

The Tree Demon’s massive body stirred. One of its giant hands swiped horizontally at Song Changsheng, whistling through the air.

He immediately summoned the Ink Jade Lotus Platform to block, but to his surprise, the Tree Demon possessed boundless strength and smashed the platform right into him.

His left side felt as if it had been hit by a dump truck. He was sent flying backward, smashing into the sturdy wall of a roadside shop and punching a large hole through it. The terrified shop owner fled for his life.

"Cough, cough."

Leaning on his long spear, Song Changsheng struggled to his feet, a trace of crimson blood at the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, his physique was tough, and he wore the Profound Celestial Battle Armor close to his skin. The blow had only broken his left ribs and shifted his internal organs. Any other Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivator would have been half-dead, if not killed outright, by such a strike.

BOOM!

Cheng Yufei gave him no chance to breathe. While directing the Tree Demon to continue its fierce assault, he also summoned a large, jet-black seal and sent it crashing down.

’Damn it, is this ever going to end?!’ A vicious gleam appeared in Song Changsheng’s eyes. The instant both attacks descended, he summoned the Luwu Bell.

The Tree Demon’s giant hand and the jet-black seal slammed into it, letting out a soul-shaking roar that made Cheng Yufei instinctively cover his ears.

"Now is the time! Gourd Spirit Slayer!"

A sharp glint flashed in Song Changsheng’s eyes. He summoned the Spirit-Slaying Gourd, which had lain dormant for a long time. With a slight turn, an Invisible Blade shot straight toward Cheng Yufei’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Ahhh—!"

Caught completely off guard, Cheng Yufei let out a wretched scream and clutched his head in agony. Fortunately, his Divine Soul was powerful. The attack only caused him severe damage rather than destroying it outright.

The intense pain originating from his Divine Soul twisted Cheng Yufei’s face. He stared at Song Changsheng with a hint of madness, his expression savage. "So this is your trump card? Your ultimate reliance?

I truly underestimated you. Not only do you possess a High-Grade Spiritual Artifact, but you also have a Soul-Slaying Spiritual Artifact, along with many other mysterious and unpredictable techniques.

You are impressive, truly impressive. No wonder Junior Qu met his end at your hands. If you were given thirty more years, you would likely grow to an unimaginable height.

However, this farce is about to end. I will destroy you with my own two hands!"

As he spoke, a yellowed Talisman appeared in his hand. It quickly turned to ashes, and a dazzling Sword Light shot into the sky, aimed straight for Song Changsheng’s head.

"A Tier Two Top Grade Bright Celestial Sword Talisman!"

This was Cheng Yufei’s strongest attack, launched while his Divine Soul was damaged. Song Changsheng’s eyes narrowed as he layered defenses in front of himself.

There was the Luwu Bell, the Ink Jade Lotus Platform, the Tai Chi Diagram formed from the Yin Yang Two Elements Formation, and every Defense Magic he had ever learned!

SHIIIIING!

The Sword Qi was unstoppable, annihilating one spell after another. The Tai Chi Diagram could not stop it, and the Ink Jade Lotus Platform was cracked. Finally, the Sword Qi, its power barely diminished, slammed into the Luwu Bell.

This time, the roaring Luwu failed to protect Song Changsheng and was sent flying.

Fortunately, the previous layers of defense had weakened the Sword Qi by nearly ninety percent. The Profound Celestial Battle Armor on his body absorbed another portion of the impact. In the end, it only left a foot-long gash on his chest, soaking his robes in blood.

Cheng Yufei walked over slowly. Looking down at Song Changsheng, who was leaning against the wall, he said condescendingly, "The hope for the Song Clan’s rise is extinguished by my hand today."

Looking at Cheng Yufei, who was now close enough to touch, Song Changsheng showed no panic. Instead, a cryptic smile spread across his face, looking exceptionally savage against the backdrop of his own blood.

Cheng Yufei’s heart skipped a beat, and he rapidly retreated.

But Song Changsheng had paid such a heavy price for this opportunity; how could he let him escape so easily? His eyes burning, he roared, "Stay right there!"

A speck of black light flared in his hand, shooting toward Cheng Yufei with lightning speed.

Feeling the destructive power contained within that black light, the hair on Cheng Yufei’s body stood on end. He cried out in alarm, "The Godslaying Flying Knife?"

SHLIIICK!

The jet-black flying knife mercilessly tore through his defenses. Cheng Yufei could only watch helplessly as it pierced his body and then exploded from within.

Under any other circumstances, he was confident he could have blocked this attack. But Song Changsheng’s patience was simply too good; he had waited for the moment when he was most complacent and his guard was at its lowest.

BOOM—

Cheng Yufei’s body exploded, and the distinguished Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was reduced to a shower of gore.

Seeing that the Godslaying Flying Knife had secured a one-hit kill, Song Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He first retrieved his Magical Artifacts, then walked toward the spot where the "Golden Melon Seeds" were buried.

The Tree Demon had been manifested from a Spiritual Artifact. With Cheng Yufei dead, it had reverted to its original form.

This was a rare Spiritual Artifact; he couldn’t just let it go.

Just as he reached out to secure it, the "Golden Melon Seeds" abruptly transformed into a streak of golden light and shot into the distance. Song Changsheng was too slow to catch it and could only sigh in frustration.

Spiritual Artifacts have their own spirit. After their master dies, they often choose to flee. Song Changsheng was heavily injured and could only watch as the Spiritual Artifact that was almost in his grasp flew away.

’At least there’s still the Qiankun Bag,’ Song Changsheng thought, feeling a little comforted as he looked at Cheng Yufei’s Qiankun Bag and the jet-black seal before him.

However, the world is never short of opportunists looking to profit from disaster. The battle had been too intense for anyone to interfere, but now, seeing one dead and one injured, the "orioles" hiding in the shadows could no longer hold themselves back.

"Fellow Daoist, if I were you, I wouldn’t touch that Qiankun Bag." A threatening voice, filled with a loathsome quality, sounded by Song Changsheng’s ear.

Song Changsheng turned to look and saw a young man with a sinister face. Though he had never seen the man before, he recognized the voice. He sneered, pocketing the Qiankun Bag as he spoke, "Wuy Luochuan?"

"Heh, since you know this master’s name, you’d better hand over that Qiankun Bag and those few Magical Artifacts of yours. Do so, and I might spare your life."

Wuy Luochuan licked his lips, his eyes full of greed. Song Changsheng had revealed his entire hand just now, attracting the covetous gazes of many onlookers in the shadows.

However, the scene of him forcefully killing a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator had also terrified the hidden crowd. Even though he was now seriously injured, few dared to make a move.

Only Wuy Luochuan had stepped forward.

But even he didn’t dare get too close. After all, that Godslaying Flying Knife could kill even a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in one hit. He didn’t dare to bet whether that was Song Changsheng’s last trump card.

Seeing his hesitation, a trace of disdain appeared in Song Changsheng’s eyes. He said coldly, "If you want to rob someone, you should first see if you’re qualified. Take one more step, and I will kill you!"

’He still had two Godslaying Flying Knives. Although he felt it would be a waste to use one on trash like this, right now, he needed to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.’ 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Wuy Luochuan had always been one to bully the weak and fear the strong. Seeing Song Changsheng so fearless, he felt a flicker of uncertainty, unable to tell if he really had another trump card up his sleeve.

After a moment of thought, he directly summoned two puppets: a humanoid Iron Puppet and a Beast Puppet refined from the corpse of a Demon Beast. Both were at the Tier Two Low Grade level.

He manipulated the two puppets, positioning them on the left and right for a pincer attack against Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng remained fearless. Holding his long spear in one hand, with the Spirit-Slaying Gourd hovering above his head, he prepared for another bloody battle.

Just as the great battle was about to erupt, a streak of Sword Light shot over from the distance at extreme speed, landing right in front of Song Changsheng...