"Thirty-eight."
"Thirty-seven."
Ke Bei's face was tense, and a trace of blood slid down the corner of his mouth. He silently recited the number. He pushed the Lingbo Weibu to its limit. His slightly trembling right hand tightly gripped the broadsword, and his expression was solemn.
His figure swayed rapidly. Ke Bei continuously shuttled among the frenzied junior members of the Divine Race. His spirit was always on high alert. In just two hours, as long as he killed thirty-seven more junior members of the Divine Race, he would complete the first part of the consecutive task of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. This was the result he had achieved in these two hours.
The arm with which Ke Bei held the broadsword trembled slightly, and he panted slightly. After all, he wasn't a machine. With each crazy swing of the sword, his physical strength began to decline, and waves of weariness welled up from within his body.
"Thirty-six."
Ke Bei swung the sword fiercely. The moment he killed a junior member of the Divine Race, his body suddenly stumbled, and his back was hit by another junior member of the Divine Race.
Ke Bei spat out a mouthful of blood violently. There was a frenzied glint in his eyes. He took several quick steps in succession, used the Lingbo Weibu to retreat sharply, and quickly put some distance between himself and the junior member of the Divine Race that was already close to his body.
"Get out of the way!"
After two hours of fierce fighting, Xiao Jiu's huge body was also trembling slightly, and he panted heavily. The decline in his physical strength made it increasingly difficult for him to unleash the Sonic Fist.
"Crazy guy!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Jiu saw Ke Bei, who had spat out a mouthful of blood but was still madly charging towards the intermediate members of the Divine Race. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Among the three of them, Han Lingyue was the most at ease. Although the members of the Divine Race he faced were even more terrifying, his own strength was incredibly abnormal beyond imagination.
"Hehe, it seems you don't intend to cooperate."
After continuously turning sixteen intermediate members of the Divine Race into minced meat, the smile on Han Lingyue's face grew less and less, and a trace of chill gradually crept to the corners of his mouth.
"You don't understand my friendliness."
Han Lingyue slowly paced and suddenly gave a cold shout.
"So you've forced me to use force. Don't blame me for this."
Han Lingyue gave a sinister smile, and his expression became even more icy. He stomped his foot hard, and dark cyan energy gushed out from his body.
Boom, boom.
A fierce wind suddenly blew up, and the terrifying energy was like a cold gust of wind blowing by.
Bang, bang, bang.
The dark cyan energy swept over all the intermediate members of the Divine Race, and suddenly a series of dense cracking sounds were heard.
Han Lingyue slowly took steps. With each step he took, the body of an intermediate member of the Divine Race suddenly exploded. With his hands behind his back, he took seven consecutive steps. When Han Lingyue walked up to the five stiff-bodied senior members of the Divine Race, all the intermediate members of the Divine Race that were frozen in mid-air like ice sculptures behind him exploded.
"Get up!"
Han Lingyue raised his hands in the air. The ground beneath his feet shook violently. The five senior members of the Divine Race with purple-glowing eyes were like being gripped by an invisible giant hand. Their bodies were lifted out of the deep pits.
"This is your last chance."
Han Lingyue exhaled softly and stared coldly at the five senior members of the Divine Race, saying sternly.
"I hope you cherish it. Otherwise, there will be no more members of the Divine Race and no more zombies in Wushan City today."
"You can choose not to speak. Hehe, but you'd better pray hard that your so-called demonic beast allies have bones as hard as yours. Otherwise, your deaths will be completely worthless."
Han Lingyue was like someone who had suddenly met an old friend he hadn't seen for years. He gently walked up to the five senior members of the Divine Race. Looking into their purple-glowing eyes, he said in a gentle tone.
"You can make your choice now."
Han Lingyue clapped his hands lightly. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and instantly the five senior members of the Divine Race regained their freedom at the same time. However, after witnessing the horror of the young man in front of them, they didn't dare to run away again.
The eyes of the five senior members of the Divine Race flickered. Their expressions changed several times. Finally, the five senior members of the Divine Race exchanged a glance, and a leading senior member of the Divine Race took two unsteady steps forward.
"Human, you are a true powerhouse. We members of the Divine Race respect the strong."
This senior member of the Divine Race looked at Han Lingyue with some panic.
"Regarding the matter of the Divine Miracle, we really don't know. We were just ordered by the King to come to Wushan City."
"Human powerhouse..."
"Shut up!"
This senior member of the Divine Race was about to say something more when Han Lingyue interrupted it with a cold shout.
"Since you don't want to cooperate, I won't force you. After all, I'm a good person."
Han Lingyue looked calmly at the five senior members of the Divine Race. A trace of a smile suddenly appeared on his frosty face, but this somewhat eerie smile really made them tremble with fear.
Han Lingyue slowly took a few steps forward, bypassed the senior member of the Divine Race that had just spoken, and paced up to the remaining four senior members of the Divine Race. Without looking back, he casually pointed at that senior member of the Divine Race. Dark cyan energy shot out from his fingertips, and in an instant, hundreds of invisible cyan wind blades appeared.
Swish, swish, swish.
The cyan wind blades were extremely sharp. Although the body of the senior member of the Divine Race was extremely powerful, it seemed so powerless in the face of the cyan wind blades flying out from between Han Lingyue's fingers.
In an instant, this senior member of the Divine Race was pierced through thousands of times by the cyan wind blades within its body. The ground was piled high with minced meat, and this senior member of the Divine Race was left with only a pile of ghastly white bones .
"Alright, I think the person in charge of your operation this time is already dead. You don't have to worry about someone reporting you anymore. Now, does anyone want to say something?"
"The Divine Miracle..."
"Shut up! Do you want to implicate the King?"
Just as a senior member of the Divine Race was about to speak, the remaining three senior members of the Divine Race roared simultaneously.
Han Lingyue's face suddenly changed. An invisible wind suddenly condensed and then bound the three roaring senior members of the Divine Race. His five fingers slightly opened and then suddenly clenched tightly. The three senior members of the Divine Race completely shut their mouths, and the invisible pressure directly crushed their bodies to pieces.
"Go on. No one will interrupt you now."
Han Lingyue stared at the last senior member of the Divine Race, whose expression was changing and who was constantly struggling internally, and said in a gentle tone.
"Do you promise not to kill me?"
The remaining senior member of the Divine Race struggled for a moment, was silent for a while, and then stared straight at Han Lingyue and asked.
"I promise."
Han Lingyue put away the smile on his face and said with a serious expression.
"Don't worry. As long as you confess everything about the Divine Miracle, humans will protect you. You have to admit that the strength of humans is greater than that of the Heavenly Corpse Mountain."
"With the protection of humans, even if the Heavenly Corpse Mountain sends out all its forces, it won't be able to do anything to you."
Han Lingyue looked at the senior member of the Divine Race, whose eyes were flickering and who was still somewhat struggling, and said.
"The Divine Miracle will be opened in seven days. The location is Wangyue Lake, a hundred kilometers east of Wushan City. We came here just to attract the attention of humans. The nine high-level clans of the Divine Race each sent a King. In about three days, the powerhouses of the Divine Race and the demonic beasts will arrive."
This senior member of the Divine Race gritted its teeth and slowly said. It had been sent to Wushan City as cannon fodder by its clan. It had always harbored a grudge in its heart. Now, at this critical moment of life and death, in order to survive, it chose to betray its clan.
Upon hearing the words of the member of the Divine Race, Han Lingyue's expression became more and more serious. It was only when this senior member of the Divine Race had一口气 (in one breath) told all the information it knew that he slowly nodded, put away the solemn look on his face, and smiled slightly.
"Good, very good. You can go. Humans welcome those who are sensible, because they are all outstanding people."
Han Lingyue waved his hand at the remaining senior member of the Divine Race, indicating that it could leave.
The senior member of the Divine Race felt a bit flattered when it saw the young man smiling at it. It bowed respectfully and then slowly turned around and prepared to leave.
Han Lingyue looked at the back of this senior member of the Divine Race. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fingers slightly raised. The cyan wind blades danced merrily between his fingertips.
Swish!
With a casual point, a cyan wind blade cut through the air and instantly reached the neck of the senior member of the Divine Race. In an instant, a head fell to the ground.
"Damn it! What an idiot! Just because it's wearing a human skin, it really thinks it's human."
Han Lingyue gave a cold glance at the senior member of the Divine Race that died with its eyes wide open and spat out a mouthful of saliva in great disgust.
"Boss Han, I can't hold on anymore."
The huge-sized Xiao Jiu mustered his remaining strength and violently pushed aside the junior member of the Divine Race that was blocking his way and rushed towards Han Lingyue.
Panting heavily, when he reached in front of Han Lingyue, he finally felt completely at ease. His body shook violently and quickly shrank. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his normal physique.
"Haha, Xiao Jiu, how many did you kill?"
Han Lingyue looked at the drenched and almost exhausted Xiao Jiu. He took out the white jade fan from his waist and gently tapped it on Xiao Jiu's head. With one hand, he pried open Xiao Jiu's mouth and put a divine pill of an intermediate member of the Divine Race into his mouth.
"Sixty-eight."
Xiao Jiu swallowed the divine pill. His exhausted body recovered a bit. He turned his head to look in the direction where Ke Bei was and said somewhat proudly.
He was very satisfied with his performance. His strength was only at the peak of the third level. Relying on his Vajra Body talent, he was able to kill the junior members of the Divine Race. If he broke through to the Transcending Mortality Realm, the power of the Vajra Body would be expanded again. By then, even the intermediate members of the Divine Race might not be able to break through his defenses.
After killing sixty-eight junior members of the Divine Race, Xiao Jiu was already exhausted. Ke Bei's situation wasn't much better than his. His body was trembling, as if he might fall at any moment. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his black battle clothes had been dyed dark red. Although he was still insisting on killing the junior members of the Divine Race, his efficiency had greatly decreased. He didn't swing a sword for a long time. He was just constantly dodging with the magic of the Lingbo Weibu.
"Nine."
Ke Bei gritted his teeth. Due to excessive exertion, his eyes were filled with fine bloodshot eyes. Ke Bei had to persevere. Such a good opportunity was once in a lifetime. No matter how tired he was, as long as he didn't fall, he would keep persisting to the end.
Puff!
Ke Bei swung the sword with all his might and killed another junior member of the Divine Race. At the same time, his body lost its balance. In an instant, seven or eight fists of the junior members of the Divine Race came crashing towards him.
"Damn it!"
Ke Bei looked at the howling fists and secretly exclaimed in his heart. But at this moment, his body had lost its balance, and he wanted to dodge but was unable to do so.
"Damn it! Is this guy crazy?"
Han Lingyue saw this scene and let out a strange cry. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and his body instantly leaped out more than a hundred meters. Dark cyan energy gushed out from his body.
Just as the fists of the junior members of the Divine Race were about to land on Ke Bei, all the junior members of the Divine Race stopped moving simultaneously, and their bodies floated eerily in mid-air.
"Huff~~"
Ke Bei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up unsteadily.
"There are still eight left."
"Brother Han, don't kill them. I must kill eight more. I must!"
Ke Bei used the broadsword to support his exhausted body. Looking at Han Lingyue, he said word by word.
"Alright. Although I don't know why you're so insistent, I have no reason not to support you."
Han Lingyue gave Ke Bei a deep look, smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and pointed at the junior members of the Divine Race that were frozen in mid-air.
"Go ahead as you like."