The number of feathers attacking simultaneously was overwhelming, and a few still managed to hit Lin Yun. Their power and sharpness pierced his skin, though they could only just break through.
“Hm? There’s poison too?” Lin Yun frowned.
He clearly felt a fiery toxin spreading from the pierced skin into his body.
“Suppress it!”
Lin Yun swiftly expelled the toxin.
His origin-level physique was too strong; such a toxin was easily suppressed and expelled by him.
“It’s still unharmed?” Heavenly Demon Fei Huo’s expression changed drastically.
This tactic was one that cost him greatly, yet even using it, he couldn’t injure Lin Yun?
Those razor-sharp feathers could only barely pierce Lin Yun’s skin?
And the poison seemed ineffective too?
“Why! How can this be!” Fei Huo roared in madness.
He had exhausted all his methods.
Lin Yun was still unscathed? This outcome drove him to despair and collapse.
A human at the second level of the Myriad Things Realm, so powerful—it was something he couldn’t accept!
“What? Breaking down?”
“If that’s the case, let’s end this once and for all!”
“Heaven-Slaying Seal!”
Boom.
From Lin Yun’s chest, five blood seals surged instantly, and his aura skyrocketed.
Even without this move, Lin Yun could hold the advantage against them.
But to end the fight quickly and overpower their defenses, he needed to unleash this technique, as their defenses were indeed formidable, requiring an attack strong enough to finish them.
“The game is over!”
Rip!
Lin Yun’s sword, with earth-shattering momentum, instantly enveloped Heavenly Demon Fei Huo.
“This… how is this possible…”
The terrifying power of this strike stunned Fei Huo, who felt a lethal threat!
A second-level Myriad Things Realm human unleashed this? If he hadn’t experienced it himself, he’d never believe it!
Roar!
Fei Huo let out a bellow, pushing his strength to the limit, his long horn thrusting forward.
Clang!
Under one strike, Fei Huo’s horn was severed, and he let out a pained howl, staggering back uncontrollably.
Swish!
Lin Yun didn’t pause, twisting his sword, its power surging again. The blade sliced through Fei Huo’s thick neck, piercing tough fur and skin, plunging into his neck and through his head.
From severing the horn to piercing, it happened in a flash.
Fei Huo’s body was tough, his defenses strong, but against this terrifying strike, he was powerless.
His eyes bulged; he had lost!
Lost to a second-level Myriad Things Realm human!
Lin Yun stared at him, a slight smirk on his lips. “Before you die, let me share a secret so you can rest in peace. I deliberately went out alone to lure you demons to assassinate me. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to slay seventh-level Heavenly Demons like you?”
“You…”
“Pfft!”
At Lin Yun’s words, Fei Huo spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with shock.
This was the truth?
They had fallen into Lin Yun’s trap!
As Lin Yun finished speaking, he withdrew his sword.
Splat.
Blood gushed like a fountain, and Fei Huo’s body crashed down, his life force draining instantly, dead.
His eyes remained wide, as if proclaiming his unwillingness.
Lin Yun waved his hand, storing Fei Huo’s corpse in his storage space.
“This… this…” Another Heavenly Demon, ‘Jiao,’ was dumbfounded.
Though also a seventh-level Heavenly Demon, its strength was inferior to Fei Huo’s.
It knew that if Fei Huo couldn’t withstand Lin Yun’s attack, it stood no chance.
Lin Yun turned to Jiao and said, “If you surrender, serve me, and form a master-servant contract, I’ll spare you and provide cultivation resources to help you break through to the eighth level. How about it?”
Recruiting such a powerful Heavenly Demon would be a great asset.
“Surrender to you? You think you’re worthy of enslaving me? Dream on!”
Jiao charged at Lin Yun.
“Not good!”
As Jiao neared, Lin Yun’s expression changed.
It wasn’t attacking—it was going to self-destruct!
Lin Yun retreated swiftly.
As he did, Jiao exploded with a boom, like a blazing sun, releasing blinding light.
Buzz!
A destructive wave swept out, shaking the Nine-Star Pagoda instantly.
“Pfft!”
Even with his origin body, Lin Yun spat blood under the terrifying force, grimacing in pain as he was thrown back, crashing onto the pagoda floor with a thud.
“Cough…”
On the ground, Lin Yun spat another mouthful of blood, his pores oozing blood.
A seventh-level Heavenly Demon’s self-destruction was powerful enough to injure even someone as resilient as Lin Yun.
“Haha, exhilarating! Exhilarating!”
Despite the blood, Lin Yun laughed excitedly.
Killing two seventh-level Heavenly Demons—what a feat! How could he not be thrilled?
Heavenly Demons were as precious to the demon race as Immortals were to humans, each one incredibly rare.
These were seventh-level Heavenly Demons, not mere first- or second-level ‘small fry,’ but ‘big fish.’
In this peaceful pre-war period, killing high-level Heavenly Demons was nearly impossible, as they rarely exposed themselves.
Killing one now meant one less threat later.
Reflecting, Lin Yun recalled how a sixth-level Heavenly Demon once nearly killed him, only surviving thanks to Fire Cloud Emperor’s rescue.
Now, he could slay two seventh-level Heavenly Demons.
His gains and growth from the Dragon Clan were immense.
“Master, are you okay?” the spirit of the Qiankun Supreme Cauldron asked via transmission.
“I’m fine. This injury is nothing. I’ll recover with some rest,” Lin Yun replied with a smile.
