“You're seeking death! No wonder that stupid spider's aura suddenly vanished—so you were the ones who disposed of it.”
The man completely dropped his disguise, a ferocious sneer curving his lips.
“You certainly have guts.
“Unfortunately, I have some bad news for you.
“And that is... that stupid spider was merely the weakest creature in our Red Blood Sect, possessing not even a tenth of my power.
“To me, you are nothing more than ingredients delivered right to my doorstep!”
As his voice fell, the outer skin covering his body violently tore apart.
Beneath that human skin was a demonized form with six arms, a massive body so huge it nearly shattered the roof!
“A Fourth-Rank True Demon actually appeared here!”
A powerful sensation of pressure surged over them, causing Qin Heng to gasp in cold air.
Demon Cultivators differed from other cultivation systems.
They obtained tyrannical physiques by demonizing their own bodies, while simultaneously wielding various bizarre curse techniques.
Thus, a Demon Cultivator of the same rank possessed near-overwhelming power when facing practitioners of other systems.
Although Chen Ning and Murong Yu were both at the Fourth-Rank Noble Scholar Realm, this made it all the more reason to stay vigilant.
They had to finish this fellow off as quickly as possible!
“There might be other demon beasts lurking in the restaurant. Attack together—don't give this guy a moment to breathe!”
Taking the lead, Qin Heng charged straight at the Six-Armed True Demon, thunder swirling around his fist.
Bang!
“Hehe, is this all the strength you have?
“My body is completely fine, but... are you sure you can hold up?”
The Six-Armed True Demon let out a cold laugh.
Struck by Qin Heng's punch, it barely budged.
In contrast, Qin Heng stumbled back several steps, his footsteps and movements becoming exceptionally stiff.
“What on earth is...”
A look of shock crossed Qin Heng's face. He discovered a massive wave of frigid air flooding into his body—not only were his limbs so stiff he could barely move, but even his blood seemed on the verge of freezing solid.
Only then did he notice sinister, dark blue patterns inscribed across each of the Six-Armed True Demon's six arms.
From those patterns, an intensely bone-chilling cold faintly emanated.
“Brother Chen... be careful... there's something strange... about him.”
With his entire body nearly frozen solid under the frigid qi, even speaking became extremely difficult for Qin Heng.
Demon Cultivators could merge the bodies of various demonic creatures, refining them into their own demonic body.
Clearly, this Six-Armed True Demon had fused with a demonic beast from an extremely cold region, causing its entire body to be saturated with an eerie, pervasive coldness.
Anyone making physical contact with it was guaranteed to suffer a severe backlash from the frigid cold.
“Mm, I understand.”
Chen Ning nodded, but in the very next second, he hurled out a punch without the slightest hesitation.
Bang!
Fist winds instantly scattered in all directions.
“What terrifying strength!
“Is this guy really a Confucian scholar?”
The immense impact forced the Six-Armed True Demon's stomach to cave inward heavily. Unable to withstand the blow, it stumbled back several paces, nearly throwing up blood.
“Young Master Chen!”
Seeing this, Qin Heng's expression turned to alarm.
While Chen Ning's punch could indeed damage the Six-Armed True Demon, if he suffered the cold backlash...
After only a moment of shock, the Six-Armed True Demon simultaneously burst into wild laughter:
“Hahaha! Knowing full well that curses are imprinted on my body, you actually dared to engage in direct contact with me. How foolish!
“Out of the three of you, two are already out of commission. I'd like to see what strength you have left to fight me...”
“Is this the trick you're so proud of?”
Chen Ning's voice brought the Six-Armed True Demon's laughter to an abrupt halt.
It quickly noticed that the scholar before it maintained a calm, indifferent expression, merely shaking his shoulders with ease, looking completely unaffected by the cold backlash.
'No, his blood and qi have clearly slowed down!
'This guy is also suffering from the cold backlash. It's just that his physique is extraordinary, allowing him to hold out a little longer than an ordinary person.'
Upon noticing this detail, the Six-Armed True Demon quickly regained its confidence.
This scholar was indeed a tricky opponent, but he was still doomed to die!
“I admire you! Since that's the case, I'll personally send you on your way and turn you into a delicious ingredient for the shop!”
Exposing its ferocious fangs, the Six-Armed True Demon shattered the floor tiles underfoot and charged toward Chen Ning with a roar.
It wanted total dominance.
To crush this human to death without giving him any chance to resist!
“Die for me!”
Its six arms swung simultaneously, every fist packed with terrifying power.
Even a Fifth-Rank Grandmaster who specialized in Hardened Physique body cultivation would likely explode and die instantly upon taking a direct hit from this blow.
Yet Chen Ning did not even move a single step. He stood right where he was, meeting the fists head-on.
Man and demon clashed fist against fist, wind pressure skyrocketing.
With the epicenter at their point of engagement, intense gales instantly tore apart the surrounding tables, chairs, and walls, leaving Murong Yu unable to find an opening to intervene even if he wanted to.
The Six-Armed True Demon possessed six arms, while Chen Ning had only two fists.
Yet as eight fists collided, the Six-Armed True Demon actually felt its speed being completely outmatched.
In other words, the speed at which this human threw punches was more than three times its own!
“Bizarre! This is far too bizarre! What on earth is wrong with this human scholar?!”
The Six-Armed True Demon was overcome with shock.
After reaching the Fourth-Rank, it believed that short of facing those old monsters deep in the heart of the dynasty, it was practically invincible.
Had its Sect Master not ordered it to stay here and await instructions, it would have long since rushed into the capital alone to bathe the city in blood.
It had never imagined that such an existence could be found in the capital.
And a Confucian scholar, no less!
“You're nothing more than a Confucian scholar! Die!”
The Six-Armed True Demon fell into a complete fury. Fists rained down continuously, its six arms swinging so fast they blurred into afterimages.
Finally, to its delight, it noticed Chen Ning's movements involuntarily starting to slow down, with even his punch executions becoming somewhat stiff.
Clearly, the curse had taken effect!
The Six-Armed True Demon was overjoyed, its eyes gleaming with crimson smugness.
Bang!
Their fists clashed once more.
Sensing Chen Ning's stiff and numb movements, the corner of the Six-Armed True Demon's mouth pulled back in glee almost to its ears.
“Hahaha! You can't hold on anymore, can you?! As expected, under the intense cold of the frigid lands, no one can resist!”
“This stuff is indeed pretty refreshing. But tell me... have you ever heard of being reborn from the flames?”
Right then, Chen Ning let out a cold laugh.
Reflected in the Six-Armed True Demon's terrified pupils, wisps of blazing golden flame erupted from every pore across Chen Ning's body.
Within the flames, a phoenix reborn from the fire seemed to let out a resounding cry that pierced straight into the clouds.
In a mere instant, all the frost covering Chen Ning's body melted away. The blood and qi surging within him grew even more tempestuous than before—so intense that it surged like churning magma!
Though the waves of heat roiling through the air were scorching hot, at this moment, they chilled the Six-Armed True Demon to its very bones.
'What on earth is wrong with this human?!'
By now, Chen Ning had gathered the golden flames and unleashed a punch.
Boom!
In the next instant, the Six-Armed True Demon's massive body was blown flying through the air!
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