307: Chapter 307 Snake-Man Clash, Qingyue's Battle

"Hehehe, adversity and hardship, grind my will!"

After entering the Tagor Desert for half a day, Hun Tiandi clearly felt that cultivating here would surely lead to rapid progress.

Honing his movement technique, the Blood Shadow Clone practiced the Demonic Light Ghost Flame, which was extremely strange; it was lightning-fast and as ethereal as a phantom.

It was even several times more powerful than the original body's Three Thousand Lightning Movement.

With a single-handed grasp, he condensed Dou Qi into a sword and slashed through the air; the sharp sword light shot into the yellow sand before him.

Roar...

Immediately, a shrill scream came from the yellow sand. The sword blade was stained with blood, red as crimson, and a small magical beast was brought out on the tip of the sword.

A casual glance revealed it to be a magical beast that lived in the desert all year round, called a Yellow Sand Demon Scorpion.

It could only be encountered in the desert. This type of magical beast often hid in the yellow sand, waiting for someone to step on it, at which point its scorpion tail would pierce the skin and release venom.

Moreover, it was skilled at concealment, and even those who had traveled in the desert for many years would occasionally be ambushed.

Although it was a magical beast of less than the first rank, it was extremely troublesome.

However, in the eyes of everyone with sharp soul power, there was nowhere for it to hide.

Attempting an ambush was basically impossible.

He walked with heavy footsteps, beginning to enter the deepest parts to cultivate. Of course, Liu Ling, Yan Xing, and the others also dispersed to practice separately.

The scorching temperature and harsh environment were unsettling, but the one thing Hun Tiandi did not lack was patience.

He stepped alone into the sky filled with yellow sand. Looking up, the wind and sand raged; let alone human figures, even the shadows of magical beasts were extremely rare.

By the second day, he had basically adapted to the environment.

He stripped off his shirt, went shirtless, flipped his hand to take out his longsword, and practiced sword techniques in the middle of the Tagor Desert. Every sword strike was executed with extreme seriousness.

The Blood Shadow Clone practiced the Blood Shadow Divine Art, which was an auxiliary technique of the original body's Blood Scripture and was constrained by the Blood Scripture.

However, the Blood Shadow Divine Art included a set of sword techniques that paired perfectly with the technique.

The eerie sword techniques and ghostly movement techniques transformed into afterimages in the desert, whipping up wind and sand. He practiced the sword techniques diligently because the original body's sword techniques had already reached the realm of the Sword Spirit of the Universe.

His Killing Sword Intent reached across the universe, and his sword moves were agile, having long since transcended their original framework.

He had entered the level of creating his own swordsmanship.

Currently, his sword techniques still had moves to follow; if he reached the state of Unity of Man and Sword, he would have crossed the threshold of the Sword Dao.

After several days of hard cultivation, the progress was visible to the naked eye. The one who had made the most progress was Qing Yue.

Qing Yue honed her movement technique in the desert, resembling an elf in the wind, dancing amidst the sky filled with yellow sand. Her graceful figure paired with her wind-like movement technique.

The environment was harsh, but she had not a single complaint.

"Kill..."

Suddenly, roars of slaughter came from the yellow sand in the distance, and waves of intense energy fluctuations struck.

"Your Majesty, someone is fighting!" Yan Xing approached from afar, his expression grave.

"It's not far away!" Hun Tiandi nodded slightly, his figure moving as he darted toward the sand dune.

Half an hour later, below in the desert, a dozen mercenaries held weapons, looking around vigilantly. Beside them were over a dozen strange-looking creatures.

They had human bodies and snake tails; beneath their feet was actually a huge snake tail, swaying back and forth.

They made hissing sounds in the yellow sand, which was unpleasant.

"Young Master, are these people with human bodies and snake tails the Snake-people Tribe of the Tagor Desert?"

As his gaze swept over them, Qing Yue, who was beside him, spoke indifferently. Hun Tiandi nodded slightly, unable to help but marvel at the wonders of the world.

"Snake-people Tribe? We are from the Mo Tie Mercenary Group! How dare you attack us? Are you not afraid of our leader bringing down his wrath!"

Below the sand dune, the middle-aged man leading them held his weapon and shouted coldly.

Hum!

When Qing Yue heard that these mercenaries were from the Mo Tie Mercenary Group, the aura on her body could no longer be suppressed and erupted with a boom.

"Mo Tie Mercenary Group?" She said through gritted teeth.

"This is the culprit who captured Qing Yue. What a small world!" Liu Ling said coldly.

"It's her, the one who captured me back then!" Qing Yue looked on with hatred. Beside the middle-aged man was a woman with a delicate face and an arrogant, unruly temperament, as if she were a thorny Datura flower.

Her attire was bold and provocative.

"Kill!" At this moment, the Snake-people Tribe member spoke coldly, their triangular pupils and hoarse voice carrying a bloodthirsty hue.

Hearing their leader's words, the several Snake-people around flicked their forked tongues.

Immediately, the people of the Mo Tie Mercenary Group and the Snake-people Tribe began to fight. Dou Qi surged, and their figures, like lightning, intertwined.

The fierce-looking Snake-people instantly defeated two members of the Mo Tie Mercenary Group, sending them flying backward, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

In the blink of an eye, they had defeated two mercenaries, and under such slaughter, they ended up severely injured.

Hiss...

The Snake-people leader was enraged and struck the aforementioned woman with a palm. In less than three rounds, the woman was defeated and severely injured.

The Snake-people clashed, and the outcome was decided instantly!

The faces of the Mo Tie Mercenary Group members turned ashen.

"Qing Yue, prepare to take action in a moment; kill the Snake-people first!" Suddenly, Hun Tiandi turned his head to look at the hateful Qing Yue, and the others were confused.

Although the three of them were confused as to why he would do this, they still obeyed the order.

"If you dare to venture deep into the Tagor Desert, you must be prepared to die!" The Snake-people leader said coldly.

Just as they were about to deliver the killing blow, a young girl in a light purple dress from afar, shrouded in a gale, landed in the middle and strongly confronted the Snake-people Tribe.

"Who is it that dares to interfere in the affairs of the Snake-people Tribe!"

Boom!

Qing Yue did not speak upon hearing this and attacked the Snake-people. Light cyan Dou Qi swirled around her longsword, and the wind roared. This period of hard cultivation had caused her strength to surge.

"Your Majesty, why let Qing Yue fight?" Liu Ling asked, confused.

"Qing Yue is suppressing hatred in her heart. If she doesn't release it, it will surely form a heart demon over time, which is detrimental to her future cultivation!"

"Besides, how can someone who follows me lack the power to protect themselves!"

Hun Tiandi said coldly, not caring in the least that Qing Yue was still a young girl and had to endure such hardships.

In her first battle, Qing Yue strongly confronted the Snake-people Tribe.

"Eh, this girl is somewhat familiar. It seems I've seen her somewhere before?" The provocative woman looked at the fighting figure and couldn't help but mutter.

"Xue Lan, have you forgotten? Several months ago, you captured a young girl deep in the desert, who was later sold to the Black-Corner Region's auction house!"

The middle-aged man beside her reminded her.

"It's her?" Hearing this, Xue Lan's willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she had remembered something.

"I didn't expect that today I would actually be saved by her!"

The battle continued to erupt. After Qing Yue killed a weak Snake-person, her body surged with baleful aura, and her reddened eyes carried a trace of unyielding spirit.

Seeing Qing Yue slay a Snake-person, the Snake-people leader's triangular eyes moved, and it flicked its snake tongue, saying chillingly: "Human, in the Tagor Desert, offending the Snake-people Tribe is not a wise choice!"

Qing Yue did not speak upon hearing this; she held her sharp sword and walked toward the Snake-people leader.

"Hmph, if you are sensible, then leave now!" The Snake-people leader felt a bit of trepidation; its subordinate had been slain by this girl, and it dared not underestimate her.

But Qing Yue shook her head slightly. The order given by the Young Master was to slay the Snake-people, and there was no room for negotiation regarding the Young Master's orders.

"You are courting death!"

Rejected by Qing Yue, the Snake-people leader was enraged. Its snake tail moved as fast as lightning, attacking Qing Yue.

Chilling Dou Qi, carrying a foul-smelling gale, burst forth.

Boom!

The longsword collided with the trident, erupting with the most intense sparks. The fierce force caused the surrounding wind and sand to fluctuate violently.