I Have 10 Equipment Slots-Chapter 161 - 114: The Sixth Piece of Equipment
Screams, cries, and shrieks mingled on the main street as people scattered in every direction, creating a scene of utter chaos.
The previously bizarre, festive atmosphere had transformed into a cacophony of clamor and noise—but it was horrifyingly real.
The Desire Field was really gone!
As the Domain receded, the hidden members of the Demon Spirit Race were forced to reveal themselves.
Some of the Demon Spirit Race shrieked in anger as they fled back underground.
Others, however, were unwilling to give up so easily and began slaughtering the common folk as if to vent their frustration.
"SHLICK! SHLICK! SHLICK!"
Afterimages flickered, weaving through the crowd.
In a single instant, dozens of people were butchered. Limbs flew through the air, gore splattered everywhere, and one body after another collapsed into pools of blood.
"You’re courting death!"
Murderous intent flared in Gu Zheng’s eyes.
’It’s one thing for you to hide where I can’t find you, but to dare come out and slaughter people just to vent...’
WHOOSH!
Gu Zheng’s figure flashed as he dove downward, swinging his Celestial Frost Blade through the air.
FZZT—
SWISH!
The light of his blade formed a single line that streaked through the air, slicing a translucent member of the Demon Spirit Race in two at the waist.
"SPLAT!"
Pale blue Demon Blood splattered across the ground.
The creature didn’t die. Its upper half floated forward, attempting to flee.
SWISH!
A golden light flashed, forming a line that once again streaked through the air, cleaving the Demon Spirit’s head in two.
SPLAT! SPLAT!
As Demon Blood arced through the air, the creature from the Demon Spirit Race died completely.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points +17]
’Hm?’
’So much Bloodshed from a single first-rank from the Demon Spirit Race?’
Gu Zheng’s gaze swept over the other Demon Spirit Race members who were venting their rage by killing.
WHOOSH!
His figure blurred as he burst forward. His Celestial Frost Blade trailed a frosty light as he zipped through the crowd, specifically targeting and slaying the members of the Demon Spirit Race one by one.
Every strike was aimed at the head!
"SHLICK! SHLICK! SHLICK!"
In an instant, as pale blue Demon Blood splattered everywhere, one member of the Demon Spirit Race after another fell to Gu Zheng’s blade.
These first-rank members of the Demon Spirit Race were fast and could possess human bodies.
But Gu Zheng was faster, his movements more agile.
When one possessed a human, he would simply use Spirit Capturing to forcefully tear the fiend from its host.
Not every Demon Fiend belonged to the Night Demon Race, which could achieve a Unity of Spirit and Body after possession, making them impossible to forcibly extract.
And even if the Demon Spirit Race had such an ability, there was still Pang Hu!
Pang Hu’s ability to smack a member of the Night Demon Race right out of a human body could be replicated at any time.
The Little Fatty Cat was also furious. Its azure eyes scanned the slaughtering fiends, its sharp claws extended from its paws, and a low growl rumbled in its throat.
It had been enjoying the acrobatic performance.
Suddenly, the show had stopped, the performers had fled, and then the members of the Demon Spirit Race had appeared.
’Doesn’t that mean the Demon Spirit Race is the one causing all this trouble?’
’They’re the reason I can’t watch the show anymore!’
...
FZZT! FZZT! FZZT!
"SPLAT!" "SPLAT!" "SPLAT!"
In the streets, courtyards, and alleyways, Gu Zheng’s figure flickered in and out of existence, a golden blade light constantly surrounding him.
Wherever he passed, pale blue Demon Blood arced through the air and splattered across the ground.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points +21]
[Demon Points +18]
...
One after another, body after body.
The members of the Demon Spirit Race that had been rampaging through this district, slaughtering people to vent their frustration, were finally terrified into submission and fled back underground.
However, a second-rank member of the Demon Spirit Race, releasing a tyrannical aura, roared as it burst from a mansion and charged at Gu Zheng.
An invisible Mental Force Field instantly unfurled, covering a radius of over a thousand meters.
Gu Zheng, bearing the brunt of the attack, was submerged within it.
Immediately, the mental assault of the Desire Field bored straight into Gu Zheng’s mind.
Compared to the Desire Field released by the first-rank fiends, the one unleashed by this second-rank creature was far more potent, causing an Illusion to appear before Gu Zheng’s eyes.
Cars, bicycles, electric scooters, skateboards...
It was a bustling, modern street corner, with all sorts of vehicles moving about, pedestrians weaving through traffic, and stoplights flashing!
"BEGONE!"
With a low shout, Gu Zheng’s mind instantly cleared.
He activated his Eyes of Golden Flame, and as a golden light flared, he swung his blade.
FZZZZT—
The very air was rent in two, then four.
His unstoppable Sword Intent shredded the invisible threads of desire, tearing them to pieces.
POP!
As if a bubble had burst, the Desire Field that enveloped a thousand-meter area exploded, dissolving into wisps of mist that danced upward before quickly dissipating into the air.
"SCREEE!!"
The second-rank Demon Spirit shrieked in shock and rage as its translucent form rapidly retreated, burrowing into the ground.
SWISH!
Gu Zheng slashed out. His Sword Gang, forming a single line and empowered by his Sword Intent, tore through the air in pursuit of the second-rank Demon Spirit, slamming into the paved ground.
"BOOM!"
With a tremendous bang, the ground shook. Rubble and dust shot into the air, scattering in all directions.
A clean gash over thirty meters long appeared on the paved street corner. The edges of the cut were smooth and neat, and a Frosty Cold Qi clung to its surface.
Cracks extended from both ends of the gash, stretching out for more than three hundred meters in either direction.
The gash was also four or five meters deep, though it narrowed toward the bottom.
At its deepest point, a smear of pale blue Demon Blood was clearly visible!
...
"To think he actually split the Desire Field right open."
Atop a building several hundred meters away, Ding Chunjing waved his fan, watching from a distance as Gu Zheng continued to hunt the Demon Spirit Race with his blade. His eyes gleamed as he muttered to himself.
"Tsk, tsk. Impressive. Truly worthy of being the genius Hundred Households who’s all the rage right now. How impressive!"
"Of course. Could the man I have my eye on be anything less?" At his side, Ding Xitian toyed with her hair, her bright eyes filled with delight. "A man like that simply must kneel beneath my skirt."
"You’d better be careful."
Ding Chunjing continued waving his fan, glancing over at her. "You saw the power Gu Zheng just unleashed. He shattered the Demon Spirit Race’s Desire Field with his Sword Intent!"
