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You wielded the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, controlling hundreds of demon souls, fiercely battling the endless tide of surging demon tribes.

Thanks to the existence of the Alien's Biological Father trait, even though Golden Body realm demons appeared here, they posed absolutely no threat to you.

The demon souls covered for you as you unleashed a set of High-Grade martial arts, the Chixin Fist, upon the demon tribes. Each punch was a critical hit, and those fragile demons would even have their bodies blown apart by a single punch from you!

Before long, you were already covered in demon blood, with the mutilated corpses of demons piling up around you. You stood higher and higher upon the mound of corpses.

However, the demon tribes in this area seemed absolutely determined this time, unwilling to stop until you were eliminated.

No matter how many demons had already died in battle, they still charged forward one after another.

You didn't waste these demons you had killed either. With a wave of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, they all became brothers within the banner!

Black mist billowed, corpses choked the valley.

With your half-red hair, in this atmosphere, your villainous aura was maxed out.

"Brothers, charge! If we don't eliminate this person, we will have no peace!!"

"Don't fear death! Kill a bloody path out for our descendants!"

"For the Golden-Haired Rat King!!"

"We want to live!!!"

The demon tribes were so heroic, and you were so moved that your punches became even more forceful.

As time passed, even though the 'Ginger Gets Spicier With Age' trait ensured your physical strength wouldn't decline with age, a person's stamina was ultimately limited.

Meanwhile, on the demon side, more and more Golden Body realm, and even Spirit Sea realm demons gradually joined the battle!

Even with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the golden trait, continuously fighting so many demons whose realms were higher than yours was a bit too much to ask of you.

Yet, wanting to run was also impossible.

The only exit from the valley was blocked solidly by a herd of Bull Demons like tanks. You could only keep fighting.

A group of demon experts surrounded you completely.

At this moment, you stood upon a mound of demon corpses over ten meters high, holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in one hand and the Flame Iron Heavy Sword, its edge chipped and rolled, in the other.

Your body was covered in blood and filth, some from demons, some your own.

"Come on!!!"

Looking at the countless corpses and then at its nearly exterminated rat demon clan, the Golden-Haired Rat King felt its heart bleeding.

This human was too terrifying!

They weren't unfamiliar with martial artists who came to the Eastern Wastes to hunt demons, but one as hard to kill as you was simply unprecedented!

But fortunately, under the demon sea tactic, they had worn you down to complete exhaustion.

Just one more charge, and you would definitely be finished.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner spoke sarcastically from the side.

"Bro, you're not that great after all. Knowing it would be like this, you might as well have given your vitality to me."

"You old bastard..."

Right at that moment, you heard a voice with a natural echo, coming from the top of the cliff.

"Brother from the Demonic Path, I've been watching you for a while. You're clearly only at the Soul Tempering realm, so why are you giving these demon tribes such a hard time?"

You looked up.

You saw a young man with a heroic and carefree demeanor.

He was half-lying, half-sitting on the cliff top. A long sword was thrust into the ground beside him, and he carried two more swords on his back.

His white robes fluttered, his aura was transcendent.

You shouted upwards.

"Little brother! Although I wield the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I am not of the Demonic Path! I am merely a Demon Slayer wandering the world!"

You didn't know if he would stand by and watch you die because you might be from the Demonic Path, or if he would choose to save a fellow human.

You knew you couldn't judge a person's strength by their appearance.

Some experts took drugs like Face-Preserving Pills, which kept their appearance unchanged.

Anyone who could walk so calmly in the Eastern Wastes was definitely not weak.

Seeing that an extra person had somehow appeared on the scene, the Golden-Haired Rat King immediately ordered the Golden Body and Spirit Sea realm demons to launch their final wave of attacks against you.

"Charge! Kill him!!"

You gripped the chipped sword tightly, demon souls swirling around you, preparing to exhaust your last bit of strength and end your life in this battle.

Right at that moment.

A treasured sword flew through the air, landed at your feet, lifted you up steadily, and then carried you into the air, flying you away from the valley from above.

Some Bird Demons tried to chase you.

But the sword beneath your feet just gave a slight tremble, and imperceptible sword energy shot out, shaving all the feathers off the Bird Demons without harming them.

Birds without feathers couldn't fly. They plummeted down with a series of thuds.

The flying sword accelerated. You felt the scenery around you rapidly change as you arrived at a mountain peak.

The young man from before was standing right here.

"Thank you for saving me, little brother! I, Chen Yi, will never forget this life-saving grace!"

The young man waved his hand dismissively.

"Whether you're from the righteous path or the demonic path, you are ultimately human. I see your Ten Thousand Souls Banner only contains demon souls, not human souls. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."

Actually, there were human souls, like Landlord Zhang and such.

But these useless soul entities had already been refined by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner into Soul Power, feeding back into your cultivation and becoming energy for the banner's recovery.

"Might I ask your esteemed name and which sect you hail from? I must visit to express my gratitude another day."

The young man laughed.

"I am merely an ordinary, unremarkable disciple of the Limitless Sword Sect. There's no need for visits to express gratitude. We martial artists shouldn't be entangled in such formalities and red tape."

You felt this young man's actual age probably wasn't small. Hearing him speak didn't sound like an inexperienced youth.

"Little brother, I observe your cultivation is not low. Why didn't you just kill all those demon tribes earlier?"

"There are some agreements between humans and the demon tribes. I cannot break the rules, otherwise it would give the demon tribes an excuse to stir up large-scale conflict."

Agreements?

Back when the Chixin Sect was being destroyed, there was a swordsman who rode a giant sword who also mentioned something about a 'Treaty Between the Two Races' to that Azure Dragon.

Could this young man be a big shot on the same level as the Azure Dragon and the giant-sword swordsman?

"Speaking of which, do you perhaps have some special constitution that counters demon tribes? Even with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner helping you, being able to deal with so many demons, including those with higher realms than yours, is truly too miraculous."

You took the opportunity presented.

"Yes, I do indeed have a special constitution. I call it... the Demon Tribe's Bane!"

The young man smiled.

"What a 'Demon Tribe's Bane'. It's a pity you only have Low-Grade Bone Structure. Being able to cultivate to the Soul Tempering realm is already not easy. I'm afraid you will have difficulty making any further breakthroughs in this life. Otherwise, the balance between the two races might be broken by your hands."

Perhaps out of consideration for your special constitution, the young man gave you a jade token.

He said in times of crisis, if you infused it with Spiritual Energy, you could call for help.

Disciples of the Limitless Sword Sect nearby would sense it and would come rushing to aid.

"This is really a good thing, pulling a big banner to hide behind!"

Chen Yi estimated that his simulated self would have an easier time collecting demon souls from now on.

If you can't win, just call for backup!

And it's the top sword sect of the Five Domains, the Limitless Sword Sect!

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