Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Chapter 192: Chapter 173: Demon Transformation_6

The Pig Demon Leader realized that he could not scare away Shen Wen’an, understanding that today’s situation left only a life-and-death battle.

He let out a strange cry immediately.

”Sons, kill him!”

Upon receiving the order, the surrounding pig demons, already watching with covetous eyes, swarmed forward!

Some of these pig demons stirred up a large amount of wind and sand, forming a vortex resembling a tornado as they rushed towards Shen Wen’an, while others unleashed two sharp tusks, shooting out as black rays of light!

Among them, two pig demons with the strength of the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer stood in place, opening their huge mouths to spit out large amounts of black sludge-like substance!

A variety of strange attacks instantly engulfed Shen Wen’an.

Upon seeing this, Shen Wen’an’s brows slightly furrowed.

He vaguely sensed that these pig demons must have gained some inheritance, or it would be impossible to have so many strange attack techniques.

Demon attacks mostly follow instincts, only a few with strong bloodlines acquire special abilities from their lineage.

This group of pig demons knew how to manipulate wind and sacrifice parts of their bodies for attack, clearly not driven by instinct.

Understanding this in his heart, a cyan Sword Element Shield suddenly appeared on his surface, blocking all those attacks while sharp Supreme Profound Sword Qis scattered outward!

Each Supreme Profound Sword Qi seemed to possess its own consciousness, accurately slashing toward the pig demons around him!

Splurt!

Splurt!

...

For a moment, the sound of sharp weapons cutting through flesh echoed continuously.

Facing a Qi Cultivation Realm with a Fetal Breathing Realm practitioner was already one-sided slaughter, even more so when he was a sword cultivator in the Fetal Breathing Realm.

If these pig demons were facing human cultivators of the same realm, they might still be arrogant, but against him...

Within a few breaths’ time, the more than a hundred pig demons were completely slaughtered cleanly by him.

This scene made the Pig Demon Leader on the giant rock twitch its eyelids!

”So brutal!”

”That two-legged beast is so brutal!”

While the Pig Demon Leader was howling in his heart, a thought of wanting to escape instantly emerged.

It’s a pity Shen Wen’an had already slaughtered its offspring and was now watching it quietly.

”Just you now.”

The Three-inch Dragon Soul Magical Sword rapidly rotated in front, and as Shen Wen’an spoke, the Dragon Soul Magical Sword transformed into a golden light flying towards him!

Clang!

The Pig Demon Leader’s pupils contracted slightly, hurriedly sweeping out a large swath of black rays with the Wolf Fang Club in his hand!

The Dragon Soul Magical Sword was knocked away, but it leaped in mid-air, and again redirected itself to swoop down!

The Pig Demon Leader could only dodge clumsily, and when there was no way to avoid it, he urged the Demon Essence within to sweep out a large swath of black rays to block it.

Shen Wen’an was in no hurry, he only used his Divine Sense to control the flying sword, continually attacking.

The Pig Demon Leader was scrambling to defend, gradually falling into a disadvantage, his body already marked with blood stains from the flying sword.

Such is the difficulty of dealing with a sword cultivator, the speed of the flying sword completely depends on the Divine Thought.

Theoretically, the faster the thought turns, the faster the flying sword attacks.

Thus, a powerful sword cultivator can, in a flash, manipulate a flying sword to take an enemy’s head from a thousand miles away, leaving no room to defend.

Shen Wen’an, although not able to do this yet, was more than enough to deal with this pig demon who was only one small realm higher than himself.

This pig demon had only two possibilities to defeat him.

First, its speed needed to be faster than the Dragon Soul Magical Sword.

Second, it had to possess absolute strength to severely damage the Dragon Soul Magical Sword in one strike, or have the ability to restrict or withstand the Dragon Soul Magical Sword.

Otherwise, it could only be on the defensive, with no opportunity for a counterattack.

”Two-legged beast, stop fighting!”

”This king is willing to let you have this place!”

Chased by the Dragon Soul Magical Sword into jumping and hopping, his body covered with cuts from the flying sword, the Pig Demon Leader gasped loudly and shouted.

Shen Wen’an smiled faintly, ”Begging for mercy now, it’s too late...”

A Great Demon in the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing Realm, having killed its offspring, he had already formed an enmity.

If he let it go now, it might hold a grudge and seek revenge against the Shen family.

He always preferred to nip all potential dangers in the bud, and would never let it go like this.

”Two-legged beast, if you continue to oppress me desperately, I... I will fight back to the death, you will not gain any benefit!”

The Pig Demon Leader became urgent seeing he still wouldn’t stop.

”Then try.” Shen Wen’an replied, suddenly pointing with his sword finger!

The Three-inch Dragon Soul Magical Sword suddenly split into three in the air, attacking the pig demon from three different directions!

This technique, the Supreme Profound Light-Splitting Sword from the Supreme Mysterious Sword Scripture, when cultivated to the Great Success Realm, can split into myriad Sword Auras!

Each Sword Aura has the same attack power as the Lifebound Magical Sword.

The Pig Demon Leader saw this scene, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Just now dealing with a single flying sword was already strenuous, and pathetic.

Now suddenly two more appeared, making it feel ominous.

”Two-legged beast, you forced me...”

”You forced me!”

Seeing the three golden lights attacking from three directions, the pig demon angrily roared, and its whole body’s demon essence exploded outward!

In that instant, the scarlet demon essence burst forth with a terrifying aura, directly bouncing off the three golden lights, while the Pig Demon Leader’s head suddenly enlarged dozens of times!

A dull, furious sound echoed, its gigantic head opened wide, forming a vortex several zhang wide from the scarlet demon essence in its mouth!

That vortex spun rapidly, with a terrifying suction enveloping an area several hundred zhang in front!

In a moment, the rocks, leaves, and even the bodies of those pig demons on the ground were all being sucked into this scarlet vortex!

As Shen Wen’an attempted to flash away, he found that the suction had already firmly locked onto his body!

The suction from the vortex grew stronger, dragging his body slowly forward.

Within the sand and dust stirred up by the vortex, Shen Wen’an’s expression was calm, curious about whether this move of the Pig Demon Leader was part of its instinct or evolved from some technique.

Seeing his body already dragged several zhang forward, he decided not to continue experiencing the power of this Pig Demon Leader’s move and formed a seal, preparing to command the Dragon Soul Magical Sword to deliver a fatal blow to this pig demon.

But at that moment, Shen Wen’an suddenly discovered that within the suction of this vortex, he was unable to command the Dragon Soul Magical Sword!

”Hmm?”

Feeling this, Shen Wen’an’s brows instantly furrowed.

This familiar scene reminded him of the time when he killed four disciples of Hundred Beasts Mountain at Dragon Coiling Mountain.

Back then, among those four, there was a Hundred Beasts Mountain disciple riding a blue ox who, when facing the Dragon Soul Magical Sword’s attack, took out a strange bronze fragment and activated it with essence blood, causing a similar phenomenon.

However, the bronze fragment activated by that Hundred Beasts Mountain disciple only partially affected the Dragon Soul Magical Sword, not completely severing the connection.

The move the pig demon was using before him had completely isolated his connection with the Dragon Soul Magical Sword.

With a slight frown, Shen Wen’an slowly drew the Dragon-Slaying Magical Sword from his waist that had never been unsheathed.