540: Die cleanly!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A massive amount of smoke and dust rose up like an enraged Dragon, the mountains roared, the echoes shot straight into the sky, reverberating all around, the entire Lightning Strike Valley trembled incessantly, shaking hearts.

With a whoosh, a cold, gleaming curved blade cut a long arc, its edge instantly sinking into the mud, sticking into the ground.

“Ugh ah…”

Not far away, amidst the gradually dissipating smoke and dust, a blood-soaked figure was roaring and struggling on the shattered ground, just like a dying wild beast.

This figure was, of course, Huang Du, who had just been critically wounded by Shen Bei’s full-power, all-out punch, seizing the opportunity.

At this moment, Huang Du’s entire Physical Body was a bloody mess, completely turned into a blood-man, even his golden hair was dyed red.

As he struggled to stand, he kept coughing up large mouthfuls of blood as if his life depended on it, and the coughed-up blood contained pieces of flesh and internal organs, as if Huang Du’s Physical Body surface was still relatively intact, but his internal organs were completely shattered, becoming an empty shell.

Not only that, but on Huang Du’s body, the originally grand and brilliant golden True Qi radiance floated up, rapidly dissipating, making Huang Du like a punctured ball, no longer able to maintain his previous state, becoming even weaker.

Having endured Shen Bei’s vicious, do-or-die strike, Huang Du, despite having the power of the Blazing Sun Bloodline Origin Stone to augment his Physical Body, still couldn’t withstand that mountain-shattering, tsunami-like destructive force. Although his body’s surface was intact, his internal organs were all shattered, at least fifty percent of the bones in his upper body were broken, and he had directly entered a critically wounded, dying state!

In this state, unleashing his Origin Power and fighting back with his life became almost a luxury. It could be said that if it weren’t for the protection of his golden Origin Power, Huang Du would already be a dead man.

Shasha…

Footsteps sounded, and not far from Huang Du, as the smoke and dust cleared, Shen Bei’s imposing, blood-soaked figure, with faltering steps, was slowly, little by little, approaching Huang Du.

At this moment, Shen Bei had a shocking, bowl-sized charred hole on his left shoulder, his entire body was crisscrossed with knife wounds, his blood seemed to have run dry, and besides that, there were large areas of scorched marks, looking extremely tragic, seemingly not much better than the dying Huang Du, also at the end of his rope.

However, his gaze was exceptionally fiery, still revealing an extremely ferocious, bloodthirsty feeling, as if even if he lost his hands and feet, at the last moment of his life, he would bite off the enemy’s throat with his steel teeth, with such determination!

The battle had reached this point, and these two were thoroughly and completely mutually wounded. No matter which side achieved the final victory, the price paid was truly heavy.

“Crazy, crazy… lunatic…”

At this moment, seeing Shen Bei approaching with faltering steps in his blurry vision, Huang Du coughed up blood, struggled to raise his head, his blood-streaked face trembling madly, twisted to the extreme, whether from the extreme pain his body suffered or from the inner fear of death.

One misstep, and the whole game was lost. All his pride and high spirits shattered, his former sense of being in control vanished. In an instant, Huang Du’s mood plummeted directly from heaven to the eighteenth layer of Hell.

He had originally held all the advantages, but Shen Bei, with his reckless and ruthless determination, completely reversed the situation. Unspeakable regret, fear, and resentment tore at his heart like a thousand ants.

“Lunatic? I’m merely defending my right to life.”

Shen Bei spread his hands, his tone extremely arrogant: “Could it be that just because you and Lihua Sect are Martial Gods, I have to obediently stick out my neck and let you twist it off, and still have to thank you?”

“There is no such Dao in this world, and I will not accept such a Dao.”

“But you are inferior in skill, so you can only blame yourself.”

Huang Du’s malicious eyes stared fixedly at Shen Bei, large amounts of blood continuously oozing from the corners of his mouth, letting out a curse-like roar: “You killed Hong Long, you won’t come to a good end!”

Shen Bei laughed heartily, raising his hand to point at the empty surroundings: “Are you referring to those subordinates who have already tucked their tails and run away clean?”

It was only then that Huang Du realized that those subordinates who had followed him and Lihua Sect to encircle and suppress Shen Bei… they had all fucking vanished!

Although Huang Du was furious at the behavior of these subordinates who scattered when the tree fell, adapted to circumstances, and were cowardly, his head buzzed, and he spat out a few more mouthfuls of fresh blood.

But Huang Du could understand their predicament.

Two Martial Gods couldn’t even deal with Shen Bei, a Ninth-Rank.

Presumably, anyone else who came up would also be sending themselves to their deaths.

To seek good fortune and avoid disaster, this is human nature.

Never mind, never mind.

“Or are you saying the Royal family will get involved?” Shen Bei looked down at Huang Du, a trace of mockery in his eyes: “Don’t forget, I am a Night Watcher Team Leader, unlike you low-class, identity-less trash.”

Huang Du chuckled a few times, even on the verge of death from severe injuries, his words still carried threats: “Don’t think it’s really that simple. Without Hong Long, you Night Watchers will have your hands full! The demons in the city will lose their restraint, and you’ll be in for a show!”

Shen Bei raised an eyebrow.

Huang Du’s words brought back some… unpleasant memories for Shen Bei.

Last time in Liu Lane’s courtyard, there was also a giant python that could turn invisible, eavesdropping.

Its whereabouts are still unknown.

Now it seems there are quite a few Yao Beasts in this Imperial City.

These creatures are different from Stranger (Yi Ren) or humans. If Stranger (Yi Ren) and humans could reluctantly (mian qiang) be grouped as ‘two-legged beasts.’

Yao Beasts, however, are beings that are not of our kind, and their hearts must be different.

It’s just that Shen Bei was a bit confused, what connection did the Yao Beasts in the city have with Hong Long?

Could it be that Hong Long’s presence suppressed the activities of these Yao Beasts?

It’s truly possible. After Hong Long’s days were numbered, he was indeed very crazy, and any sentient Yao Beast who saw that wouldn’t dare to cause trouble.

Shen Bei took a deep breath, still despising him: “Whether I’ll be in for a show or not is yet unknown, but I’m certainly going to give you one!”

For Shen Bei, if someone provoked him, there was no such thing as just being defeated; there was only a clean death!

After speaking.

Shen Bei was utterly merciless, without a hint of hesitation.

With a bang! Huang Du was about to curse a few more times, but before he could even open his mouth, Shen Bei’s frenzied punches rained down. The materialized strong wind poured into his mouth, blocking all his words, and the last bit of golden Origin Power radiance on his body was instantly shattered. His arms, which he had barely managed to raise to block, were directly broken by Shen Bei, and then his entire body flew backward like a broken sack, a series of blood blossoms scattering in mid-air!

With a thud, Huang Du’s tattered body fell to the ground, his entire being a bloody mess amidst violent convulsions, a gruesome sight, unable to even crawl.

And Shen Bei, who seemed to have used all his strength to send Huang Du flying, also staggered, as if he had finally reached his limit.

After struggling for a few breaths, his eyes widened in anger, and he died of Qi exhaustion!

Shen Bei pulled out a handkerchief, expressionlessly wiping his blood-stained hands, and was about to turn and leave, when in the night, hurried, chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded…