The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Roar—"

In the night, Bull Head let out an angry roar, the massive battle axe in his hand sweeping across, severing four people at the waist.

Their screams hadn't ceased before a surge of ghostly energy seeped out from their wounds, devouring their remaining vitality and pouring into the large axe in Bull Head's hands.

To support war with war, to kill and cultivate—this is the way of the Netherworld Palace. Thanks to a certain predecessor of the Netherworld Palace, those infiltrating the Daqian Military never lack for battle or resources.

"Hahaha..."

Bull Head let out a deafening laugh, striding forward, the massive battle axe in his hand as if weightless, easily harvesting dozens of lives with a few swings.

"Exhilarating, truly exhilarating!"

Bull Head shouted wildly, unaware that a ghostly green demon energy had, at some point, quietly approached him.

The demon energy floated silently, and as Bull Head passed a dark corner, it suddenly transformed into a demon dragon exuding death qi, wrapping around him and dragging him into the shadows.

Following closely, there was a slight sound, but in tonight's Kartim, it stirred not the slightest ripple. For the entire city was engulfed in the frenzy of slaughter.

Moments later, Bull Head's towering figure reappeared, walking away with steady steps. In that dark corner, nothing was left.

Lightly weighing the large axe in his hand, Qing Yu, hidden behind the Bull Head mask, felt a peculiar sensation cross his face, "Wasn't it said that Bull Head used a double-pronged pitchfork? How did it become a battle axe? This lot from the Netherworld Palace isn't putting enough effort into their role-playing."

In his mind, countless images flashed by—all memories of Bull Head. Soul-searching in the Divine Communication Realm is exceedingly difficult, but soul-searching someone in the True Pill Realm is trivial for Qing Yu now.

Especially after obtaining the "Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method," Qing Yu became even more adept at soul-searching. Now, Qing Yu was Bull Head, perhaps even more convincingly than Bull Head himself.

Casually swinging the large axe, the ferocious axe blade could kill or injure with a touch, coupled with the towering robust physique, it exuded a suffocating intimidation.

Bull Head, as one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals, with a True Pill Realm Peak cultivation, naturally couldn't resist Qing Yu, but to these insignificant foes, could be said to be as powerful as a Demon God.

Reaping all the way, resentful souls and death qi were entirely absorbed into the body, even the underground Yin Qi was silently taken in.

Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method - Absorption Yin Style.

This move specifically captured Yin Qi and resentful souls. Tonight in Kartim, it's unknown how many have died, yet the gathered Yin Qi and death qi were a hundredfold stronger than any mass grave. After all, the deceased were all martial artists, including Innate and Divine Origin levels.

The Yin Soldiers and another Yin Marshal, Horse Face, couldn't absorb all the Yin Qi and death qi; after all, they had their limits.

But Qing Yu was different. His limit could possibly be even higher than the two Kings of Netherworld Palace in the sky. The "Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method" continuously absorbed Yin Qi and resentful souls, as the large eyes on Bull Head's mask filled with deep ghostly light, giving an eerie sense.

Moving forward, the slaughter grew more brutal, occasionally seeing corpses of Yin Soldiers along the way. These elite soldiers of the Divine Martial Army, surviving a hundred battles, still met their end here.

"Bull Head, come quick, join us!"

A cry for help came from ahead, Qing Yu saw a big man wearing a horse face mask being surrounded by two delicate women, whose enchanting figures completely suppressed Horse Face.

Joyful Heaven, Miao Yintian.

These two Heavenly Maidens from Nalanda Temple were also part of this battle tonight, and their achievements seemed quite impressive.

"Ha, the old Bull is here."

Qing Yu let out a bold voice, his broad figure rushing forward, the gleaming bull horns aiming straight at Miao Yintian who was about to play her harp.

"Boom boom boom—"

Dust billowed on the ground, like a raging bull charging, bringing a momentum that made Miao Yintian's face pale.

"Ding—"

Miao Yintian pulled the harp strings taut, then released suddenly, the sharp vibration sound striking directly at the heart. Heart-splitting Sound, one of Miao Yintian's lethal moves, penetrates through the body to the heart.

But this move, to Qing Yu, or to any Divine Communication Realm practitioner, was merely a somewhat piercing sound.

Bull Head charged, swinging the battle axe, making it difficult for the two Heavenly Maidens to get close. The rough, hardy physique allowed Qing Yu to rampage unchecked, charging wantonly.

Not to mention Horse Face was there too. The two together left Miao Yintian and Joyful Heaven helpless.

"Retreat!" Joyful Heaven glared angrily at the two, especially at Qing Yu who liked to aim his battle axe at her slender waist, then with Miao Yintian they both retreated, their twirling figures vanishing amidst the surrounding buildings.

"Well done, Bull Head, you sure have the knack against those two little lasses—" Horse Face slapped Qing Yu's shoulder heartily, laughing loudly.

"It's all thanks to the Marquis's teachings," Qing Yu imitated Bull Head's rough voice and said gruffly.

Daqian had plundered quite a bit from Great Zhou's foundation; even the "Hundred Battle Remnant Body" hard skill from the Northern Zhou Army circulated in the Daqian military.

This hard skill was easy to learn but hard to master, yet if mastered to Great Success, it could withstand not a hundred, but ten thousand battles unharmed. Duke Shenwu Luo Feng was among the few who mastered the "Hundred Battle Remnant Body" to Great Success. As a Yin Marshal directly under Luo Feng, Bull Head's skill in this hard skill wasn't shallow.

"The Marquis's battle should be ending soon too," Horse Face said.

"Yes, ending soon," Qing Yu nodded.

It wasn't that the four in the sky had decided a winner, but according to the plan, their battle reached its conclusion.

Qing Yu's eyes behind the Bull Head mask were deep, seemingly hiding two abysses, 'Though Bull Head didn't know the details of this so-called plan, from fragments in his memory, he could deduce that the Daqian military had enough confidence to face the chaos in the Western Regions.'

Luo Feng and the Five Senses King were strong, but ultimately not at the level of the Supreme. On the opposing side, there were Mu Cangsheng, Fantian, and Golden Wolf Khan—three Supremes. If Daqian had no Supreme, the Heavenly Gate Pass would surely fall, and Luo Feng and others would almost certainly die.

But until now, the Divine Martial Army hadn't retreated; instead, more guards were being stationed, indicating Luo Feng and others didn't fear the three Supremes.

Or perhaps, there might not be three Supremes at all...

Qing Yu's face remained calm, but his words bore Bull Head's boldness, "According to the spy reports, the grassland people have entered the Western Regions. Perhaps tonight, perhaps tomorrow, they will arrive at Kartim."

'What kind of spy has such supernatural abilities? Better just say the enemy has our spies,' Qing Yu thought to himself sarcastically.

When Luo Feng initially announced this step of the plan, he was extremely dismissive about the source of the information. Perhaps he didn't care if it was seen through, or perhaps he was certain that whether or not there were traitors, it no longer mattered.

Because the war was about to come...