Chapter 38 (1/2)

With the setting sun gone and night had fallen, the Forest of Scorching Flames was enveloped in total darkness.

Jiang Xiaofan stood on the branch of an ancient tree, and his lips curled into an icy smirk. He would no longer flee. A dark black, long sword appeared in his hand, and two glimmers of golden light flashed in the dark.

Slowly, he concealed his presence and quietly disappeared from the ancient tree.

Almost at the same time, the green-robed man suddenly shuddered and stopped in his tracks. He could sense that Jiang Xiaofan’s qi had vanished without any trace. His forehead emitted forth an intense, glaring blue light, but still, he could not sense any of Jiang Xiaofan’s qi fluctuations. It was as if Jiang Xiaofan had fallen off the face of Planet Ziwei.

“Ahhhh!”

All of a sudden, a shriek rang out from his side, and then all had become quiet again. Using the light from their spiritual energy, everyone noticed that their fallen comrade rested in a pool of blood. His chest had been pierced through, and his heart shattered.

The seven of them were thoroughly shocked. Instantly, they expanded the perimeter of their spiritual awareness. The green-robed elder was the most frightening among them. The blue light of spiritual awareness radiating from his forehead expanded to a radius of several thousand meters.

“Spread out. We must find him!” This was the first time that the green-robed elder had spoken.

Obeying his orders, the six guards hastily dispersed. As if they had undergone a long period of cruel, rigorous training, they rapidly soon stood at their designated areas and swept their spiritual awareness around for any signs of Jiang Xiaofan’s qi.

Their actions elicited silent laughter from Jiang Xiaofan; however, it was a laughter of death. They just made it more convenient for him to exact revenge!

With the assistance of his silver-colored brass piece, all of his qi was concealed. None of his life force fluctuations could be detected either. He was now the god of this pitch-black darkness. He was the god of death who harvested life!

“Ahhhh!”

Another scream broke the silence of the night. A streak of cold light flashed across the darkness. With a crack in guard’s armor, his chest had been pierced through with blood spurting out. With a look of unwillingness on his face, he collapsed to the ground.

One more ninth heaven Micro Realm cultivator had fallen, and it was a death blow, too. Like the one before him, his chest had been pierced through and his heart had been shattered. Again, they were unable to catch a glimpse of the murderer’s shadow. They couldn’t even sense the slightest wave of energy fluctuation.

Looking at another comrade lying in a pool of blood, the blank expressions on the guards’ faces finally faltered. They weren’t afraid of death, but this inexplicable way of dying and the inability to detect any qi perturbed them.

“Those who desire to kill must equally be prepared to be killed!”

Under the cover of the darkness, Jiang Xiaofan coldly smiled. The Celestial Demon Sword within his hand emanated zero energy fluctuations, but its sharpness was absolute and peerless. It was an indestructible weapon. Even after killing those two, the blade was free of blood stains!

A full moon gradually appeared above the sky but was soon veiled by dark clouds, unable to beam its shimmering light downward. At the same time, frigid winds blew across the Forest of Scorching Flames. The ancient saying of “A Killer’s Night: Black Moon and High Winds” was the perfect description for tonight.

Jiang Xiaofan’s eyes glinted with ice-cold light. The sword in his hand was aimed at one of the remaining six figures. It wasn’t that he was a bloodthirsty killer, but that against his enemies, there was no need to show any mercy.

Showing mercy to his opponents was a masochistic tendency. Jiang Xiaofan wasn’t an idiot. In other words, he wouldn’t think about benevolence and let go of those who wanted him dead. That wasn’t an act of kindness but one of stupidity!

The sharp sword within his grasp had two uses. One was to protect everything dear to him. The other was to eradicate his enemies. The spilled blood wouldn’t make the mystical sword’s blade duller, but rather, it would only make it sharper.

“Ahhhh!”

A screech echoed into the sky, causing the remaining spiritual animals to scatter and the insects to tremble. Among the six, another one had fallen! His pupils widened in terror and chagrin as he fixed his gaze at the sky.

Other than the green-robed elder, the others quivered. They were ruthless and callous to the extent of nearly severing all emotions. Countless victims’ lives had been taken away by their hands. These formed the foundation of the guards’ cultivation and martial prowess. They had never feared death, nor did they know what fear was.

However, on this particular night, they finally understood what fear was and what it felt like. It was as if the god of death was standing behind them and poised to chop their hands off with a sickle. They couldn’t resist at all. They couldn’t even see what the god of death looked like, but rather could only wait to be slaughtered and plummet down the abyss of hell. This psychological and spiritual pain was far more torturous than the pain inflicted upon the body!

“Show yourself at once!”

This was also the first time that the green-robed elder displayed any kind of mood swing. He roared at the night sky, and the air around him vibrated violently. Jiang Xiaofan’s heart rocked with fear once more. This old man was indeed terrifying. His cultivation level was at the ninth heaven of Phantom Saint!

Jiang Xiaofan hid behind a large tree from not far away. His heart surged with mixed feelings. Just who and what is Xia Fengming? How come the old man beside him has such frightening cultivation? What behemoth of power is backing him up? These were thoughts that Jiang Xiaofan didn’t dare to dwell further on.