Under Xia Duoduo’s guidance, Long Chen approached the depths of Nine Demons Mountain.
"young master, you must be careful!" Xia Duoduo cautioned. "Followers of the Demon Path often haunt Nine Demons Mountain, and dangers lurk everywhere. The slightest negligence could lead you into a dire situation."
Long Chen gave a slight nod, vigilantly scanning his surroundings.
A cold wind swept through, involuntarily arousing a hint of fear and sending a chill down the spine.
People from the Martial Ancestor?
Five Demon Sect disciples noticed Long Chen and quickly closed in on him.
Long Chen stopped and gave them a passing glance. He saw that among the five, only one was a First Layer War Sect Realm expert, while the remaining four were War Maniac Realm experts.
Long Chen paid them no mind. He continued walking forward as if there was no one there.
It took just one punch!
The head of the Heavenly Demon Sect disciple at the First Layer of the War Sect Realm, who was at the very front, burst open on the spot like a smashed melon.
The other four Heavenly Demon Sect disciples stood dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.
A First Layer War Sect Realm expert was killed by a single punch? We’re only at the War Maniac Realm, how could we possibly fight him?
The thought was enough to scare their souls right out of their bodies. They didn’t dare to make another move against Long Chen and turned to flee in unison.
If we don’t run now, when will we? Are we just going to stay here and wait to die?
But they were too slow.
They had just turned around when Long Chen was already upon them.
BANG! BANG!
With one punch for each, Long Chen instantly killed the remaining four.
After dealing with them, Long Chen took a token from each body and continued deeper into the mountain. The tokens for the War Ancestor Realm and the War Maniac Realm differed in color. Naturally, the points they recorded and the materials they could be exchanged for also varied.
The deeper he went, the more disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect he encountered. Before he had even walked a hundred meters, Long Chen had already killed ten more of them.
It was effortless.
He continued pushing deeper. Nothing could stop him. He killed his way through.
In less than a Shichen, he had already collected thirty tokens. Twenty were from War Maniac Realm experts, and ten were from War Ancestor Realm experts.
"You worthless trash! Surrender now!" a gloomy voice called out from not far away.
Upon hearing the commotion, Long Chen’s figure flashed as he headed toward the source of the sound. He quickly saw two disciples from the Martial Sect surrounded by several Heavenly Demon Sect disciples. On the ground, several other disciples of the Martial Sect lay in pools of blood.
"In your dreams!" one of the two surviving disciples shouted. "Even in death, we will never bow to you!"
The two injured disciples from the Martial Sect gritted their teeth and persevered.
"If that’s the case, then I shall grant your wish!" A Heavenly Demon Sect disciple’s eyes turned cold as he struck out with his palm at the two from the Martial Sect.
Seeing this, the two disciples from the Martial Sect immediately closed their eyes, ready to die.
But instead, a dull thud sounded in their ears.
When they opened their eyes, they found Long Chen had somehow appeared in front of them. As for the Heavenly Demon Sect disciple who had been about to deliver the killing blow, Long Chen now had him by the neck. His eyes were wide, and his face was drained of all color.
With a casual toss, Long Chen said, "You two go first."
"But Senior Brother Long, you..."
"Go!" Long Chen barked.
"Okay." The two disciples from the Martial Sect nodded. Having witnessed Long Chen’s strength, they weren’t so worried anymore.
"Not one of you is getting out of here!" a Third Layer War Sect Realm expert waved his hand and bellowed. "You will all die here!"