I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 677 - 260: Marquis of Mount Li, A New Page in Mythology (7k)_4
The big grass carp stared, not asking any more questions. Hearing these words, it turned and left immediately.
Not long after, in the river, a vague shadow of a colossal creature surfaced. King Guilong cautiously revealed two eyes above the water, peeking out.
If Wen Yan weren't really here, he truly wouldn't have dared to come.
Because the Scorching Sun Department had somehow gone insane, bringing even the Rain Sacrifice Platform; the aura of the Rain Sacrifice Platform—no matter how far, even a hundred miles away—he could sense it clearly. Just sensing it made every inch of his skin tighten.
Now, he was only a flood dragon; if unlucky, he really could be beheaded.
Wen Yan's expression was solemn as he gazed at King Guilong.
"Lend me your reverse scale."
King Guilong did not understand, but obediently handed the Azure Dragon's Scale to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan held the Azure Dragon's Scale, and the Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman on his right hand began to emit a faint light.
He walked onto the Rain Sacrifice Platform, and the moment his foot touched the stone, the Azure Dragon's Scale in his hand, illuminated by the Water Official Talisman's glow, gradually transformed into an azure blade.
The bamboo forest demon invoked a sacred name, stepped forth from the crowd, came to Wen Yan's side, then knelt on the ground, chanting scriptures with head bowed low.
As if sensing the aura of the Rain Sacrifice Platform, feeling the bamboo forest demon volunteering to die, the remaining four captured glutton avatars began to struggle violently.
Wen Yan lowered his head to look at the bamboo forest demon, raising the azure blade in his hand.
He switched to the Slaughtering Dragon Platform with a thought, and those documents ignited themselves, wisps of ash spiraling skyward.
The earth began to tremble, a shadowy figure appeared, gradually merging into the viewing platform beneath his feet.
That giant stone slowly rose, revealing an execution platform.
In the sky, thunder rumbled, black clouds rolled, bolts of lightning crashed down again and again, striking the Rain Sacrifice Platform.
Wen Yan gripped the blade, lightning blinking along the edge, again and again cleaving down to hone the blade's edge.
The bamboo forest demon proactively placed his own head on the execution rack.
"Senior, are you ready?"
"I am already ready. If I could choose, I would indeed wish to die by your hand. For you to see me off on my last journey—even this is fate."
The bamboo forest demon's tone was calm, as though he had found true enlightenment.
He closed his eyes, stretching his neck for the blow.
"Very well. Then let me send Senior off for the final journey."
With a thought, he switched to the Bone-Scraping Knife.
From the doctor's saber technique—with the patient's cooperation, the Bone-Scraping Knife could scrape away nearly everything from the patient.
Wen Yan gripped the knife with both hands, first giving himself a burst qi blessing, then after a brief pause, imparted a super blessing onto the azure blade in his hands.
Once ready, he brought down the blade in a single cut toward the bamboo forest demon's neck.
The instant the blade fell, the bamboo forest demon felt agony, as if the blade edge was scraping against his bones, carving away his flesh and blood until nothing was left.
He remained motionless—the pain in his body instead made his heart more peaceful. It signified that, as a piece of glutton, he was finally about to meet death.
Thinking of the glutton's sins, he felt that his present suffering was still a trifling thing.
He did not resist, allowing the blade to cut him, letting myriad blades scrape bone. No matter how Wen Yan cut, he did not resist.
Wen Yan's azure blade fell, and in that instant it was as if it touched the bamboo forest demon's soul—the very root of his being.
He met no resistance at all; the bamboo forest demon's will was unwavering, without even an instinctual struggle.
That blade swept down, the edge tracing across the bamboo forest demon's neck, yet there was not the slightest wound to be seen.
Instead, a cluster of spiritual light was cleaved out by the blade.
Wen Yan, quick of hand and eye, pulled out a jade pendant to catch the spiritual light, sealing it away first.
Looking again at the bamboo forest demon on the execution platform, there was no trace of injury on his body, but then, as a fresh breeze brushed by, he dissipated, turned to ashes in the wind.
Wen Yan realized what he could do: use the Slaughtering Dragon Platform and the Bone-Scraping Knife together.
He left the choice entirely to the bamboo forest demon himself.
If the bamboo forest demon was true inside and out, able to cooperate wholly, surrendering both body and heart without wavering—
Then Wen Yan's single stroke, upon the Slaughtering Dragon Platform, would sever not only his glutton avatar but also carve out the part solely belonging to the bamboo forest demon.
The outcome depended entirely on the bamboo forest demon himself.
This cut truly separated the portion unique to the bamboo forest demon, while destroying the glutton avatar.
Wen Yan, in truth, finally let out a sigh of relief inside.
He had hoped he wasn't deceived; fact proved, this one truly did not lie to him.
Not even death could shake him.
To be honest, if not for the fact that only by killing the bamboo forest demon could glutton be truly dead, with a chance to rise again, Wen Yan would not have wanted to do it himself—his heart was uneasy about it.
But now, with a single stroke, the glutton avatar was annihilated.
And the bamboo forest demon's part was forcibly scraped out by the Bone-Scraping Knife—a complete severance, carved cleanly away.
Wen Yan gripped the long blade, looking to the rear.
Pei Tugou immediately tossed over one of the blood rope spheres.
The blood rope unraveled, revealing a blue-eyed lion, this beast pinned to the execution platform. Wen Yan couldn't be bothered to waste words—blade flashed, head fell.
One slash, the lion's head dropped. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Blood seeped into the Slaughtering Dragon Platform and was completely absorbed, the body dissolved to dust.
The third: bone demon.
The bones which could withstand Gan Tang's punches without shattering—once fixed on the execution stand, met the same fate—blade up, head off.
The power absorbed by the Slaughtering Dragon Platform mounted, growing ever more targeted.
The fourth, an exotic beast caught in Guanzhong County, still bristling with arrows.
Dumped on the execution platform, even its eyes were blind; it couldn't see what it was about to face.
The mythical immortality trait kept its headless body from death for a while after decapitation, its form lying limply on the Slaughtering Dragon Platform, not turning to dust just yet.
This was the trace left by glutton—active in myth, present in the world—helping forge this trait.
Wen Yan did not much care, looking at Boss Tao now restrained on the execution platform, holding the blood-dripping long knife.
"From the day you took this step, did you ever think, there would come a day you'd be back on the Slaughtering Dragon Platform?
From the day you borrowed the Dragon Son's name, this place has been your fatal point.
You thought the Slaughtering Dragon Platform had long since been destroyed?"
Boss Tao was tightly bound, still trying to struggle.
Wen Yan sneered coldly.
"That's right, the one brought earlier was called the Beheading Dragon Platform; but I, with the Beheading Dragon Platform, have summoned the Slaughtering Dragon Platform.
The sky is high and rivers long; from this day forth, glutton exists no more.
The myth will be filled with a new chapter.
In the year of Guimao, a martial artist wielded the Azure Dragon's Scale Knife and slew the glutton by the West River Bank."
Upon hearing this, Boss Tao's face showed terror, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes.
"So it was you! Heav—"
Before Boss Tao could finish, azure light swept down, thunder roaring, one stroke beheaded him.
The power of the stroke, in a flash, stripped him entirely—scraping him clean.
In a single cut, he vanished into ashes.
Even the headless mythical exotic beast on the ground, together with Wen Yan's act of completing the myth, was reduced to ashes on the spot.
