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Suddenly, a gust of wind behind him, the Grim Reaper transford into a shadow, had also arrived.
"Mine, mine, mine…"
She slapped away a silver-haired giant wolf, while charging towards the beasts with bared teeth, her golden hair fluttering behind her head, continuously knocking away the monsters biting Qiao Mu.
Behind her, Li Changshi from Stone City and the heroes from Southwest Province had also arrived.
Over a hundred martial artists had more than ten casualties, not because of their strong skills, but because Qiao Mu was killing so fast, almost wiping out the hundred monsters nurtured by the Immortal Gate.
However, at this mont, he was reaching his limit, suffering from internal and external injuries, his movents becoming slower.
When he led his group from the top of West Mountain and rushed to the halfway point of Xishan Village, there were no more monsters blocking their way, and a clear path lay ahead.
"Li Changshi," Qiao Mu suddenly turned back and called out to Li Changshi who was following behind, his eyes barely staying open, and his body swaying.
"Elder Lao?" Li Changshi and the martial artists all thought Qiao Mu was on the brink of death, about to pass on his final words, feeling only sorrow in their hearts.
"These monsters are all valuable resources, rember to collect them all and don’t waste anything."
After saying these words, Qiao Mu closed his eyes and took his final breath.
Li Changshi blinked his eyes.
He had lost count of how many Qiao family mbers had died in front of their seasoned warriors, but the gracefulness before death still impressed him.
He was holding up well, while the other martial artists were speechless.
Qiao Mu’s falling body was caught by Unchang, her face expressionless as she buried it in his back, tears of emotion uncontrollably streaming down from her mouth.
…………..
This Death Assessnt: B- (the evaluation is like food cooked to a perfect level, tender but not burnt, just right. Points deducted for keeping the defense.)
Life consud by death: 50 (5*10) years
Remaining resurrection chances this week: 4 out of 5
Current age: 675 years old
Vitality: 90%
Skills: basic
"Fifty years? Not bad," Qiao Mu said expressionlessly.
He vaguely recalled that when he ca to this Southwest Province, he actually had thoughts of vacation, planning to take a break after the 300-year grand dream in the palace… And now he’s entered it again?
"Before I am roasted, can getting an enema increase Death Assessnt?"
Qiao Mu thought carefully for two seconds.
With a single thought, the surroundings turned into the battlefield of West Mountain just now.
Standing on a cloud, Qiao Mu watched his past self in his mory standing in midair with the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps, holding the King Qin Sword and striking towards the fierce cloud tiger.
The mory of a martial artist in the 2nd rank of the Spiritual Refining Period is already very strong, almost photographic. For Qiao Mu, who has already reached the superb rank, his mory is much stronger.
With a single thought, the mories from before his death reappeared in his dream.
He felt a bit curious about this fierce cloud tiger.
At that mont, it was as if the dream world had hit the slow-motion button. The fierce cloud tiger’s swift attack slowed down three to four tis, allowing Qiao Mu to see the details clearly.
From the King Qin Sword cutting through the fierce cloud tiger’s body, to the fierce cloud tiger transforming into a flaming giant tiger passing through his body, and then to Qiao Mu burning all over and falling.
In Qiao Mu’s mind, this process was just a quick exchange without ti to think.
In his dream, he could replay and reenact that mont over and over.
"Did it turn into gas? Vaporize? Is this the magical ability of the fierce cloud tiger?"
The scene continued, freezing at the mont when Qiao Mu’s body was engulfed in flas, falling towards the forest below.
In the corner of Qiao Mu’s eye, he could faintly see the fierce cloud tiger transforming back to its original form, looking a bit weary.
"My sword strike wasn’t in vain, it seems it did get so damage, just not deep."
"A normal slash won’t hurt this tiger demon, so next ti I’ll have to try a different approach."
Without the ability to replay in his dreams, the montary weariness of the fierce cloud tiger after healing would have been buried in Qiao Mu’s mory.
But in his dream, Qiao Mu was an extrely bored man.
He had fifty years of long ti to continuously review this battle and co up with ways to deal with the fierce Yunhu.
He had too much ti!
If he didn’t find more things to do, he would really get bored to the point of feeling sick!
So before charging towards the beast herd, Qiao Mu took so ti out of his busy schedule to speed-read the first half of the book "Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear".
In addition to learning from Spear Saint’s martial arts experiences, routine practices of "Human Path Sutra" and "Pure Yang Wuji Skill" internal strength training, he still had things to do in these fifty years.
"Oh, there’s one more thing."
"Studying Li Changge’s books ‘Military Martial Arts Classic’ and ‘Military Spiritual Technique’ might be worth it to continue deducing further."
……….
"This humanoid half-demon finally died." Yu Shan Dao made a frown in the air, looking down at the Western Mountain battlefield.
All one hundred spiritual beasts were killed in battle, a loss that even troubled Li Changshi a little as a Taoist Child of the sect.
In an era of declining spiritual energy, the demonic beasts in the ten thousand mountains were also regressing.
To be precise, the degeneration of the demonic tribe was more severe than that of the cultivators.
After all, cultivators had found a way to maintain their cultivation in the era of declining spiritual energy through the Immortal Dao, reaching the peak of the Soul Changing Period.
As for the demonic tribe… the last Demon King in the ten thousand mountains had died in the chaos of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths internal strife in the Immortal Gate that year.
In this era, the limit for monster beasts that refine the spiritual energy of the world is decreasing, making it almost impossible for new monster kings to be born.
"That strange monster cat is quite good, trading a hundred spiritual beasts for this one strange beast would also be a good deal."
Yu Shan nodded in agreent silently.
In this world, there are three types of creatures that can absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth.
The first type is ancient gods and demons.
The second type is creatures and monsters, born with the ability to refine the energy of the heavens and earth, and can grow stronger as they refine the energy, leading to atavism.
The cultivation of monsters is actually a path of atavism.
The older they are, the stronger they beco, and the stronger they beco, the closer they are to ancient tis.
As the monsters grow stronger, their bloodline power will continue to revive, eventually leading to the kings of various tribes, and even the ancestors of the races.
The third type is cultivators.
The path of immortality is a way to absorb and refine the energy of the heavens and earth through practice after birth, so as the path of immortality flourishes, with more and more types of magic, it naturally suppresses the monsters and becos the ruler of this land.
"But in this era, new monster kings cannot be born anymore… but if it’s a different kind of monster king…"
Yu Shan squinted, his gaze fixed firmly on Uncertainty.
Among the demon race, there are a few rare creatures known as the abnormalities. They are unusual beings born in extre environnts among the millions of demon species.
Creatures like the Fla Serpent born in the magma lake at the core of the earth, various poisonous beasts living in the misty swamps of the mountains, and the divine bird born on the sun, Great Sun Golden Crow…
These beings feed on magma, poisonous gases, deathly energies, and even the fiery rays of the sun, making them anomalies among the demon race.
In eras with thin spiritual energy, even the demons who fed on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth regressed. Not to ntion reverting to the ancestors of various races, even demon kings could not be born.
These abnormalities, however, may not regress.
They don’t primarily feed on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so they are influenced to a lesser extent compared to other demons.
Of course, whether in ancient tis or today, the number of such abnormalities is extrely low.
And in front of Yu Shan, there was a demon that had cultivated to the extent of transforming into a human…
"Growing by absorbing deathly energies has been extrely challenging."
"This fierce beast must have committed countless sins to reach this stage of cultivation. If we can guide it to join our Immortal Gate, it would be a great deed."
"Senior brother, what is this death aura? I didn’t see anything at all," asked a fellow cultivator beside him.
"Death aura cannot be seen or touched," Yu Shan explained.
"The so-called death aura doesn’t refer to the stench emitted by corpses, but rather it indicates signs of imminent death."
"Fellow cultivators of the Southeast Province Soul Predicting Path often say that when a person’s death is near, they will have a death aura, and their forehead will turn black."
"Therefore, the stronger they are, the closer they are to death, and the more tragic and obvious their death signs beco."
"Only living beings show signs of death. When a living person dies, the death qi instantly changes from very strong to very weak."
"This kind of creature that can sll death qi often appears near dying people. That’s why they are called harbingers of death and ssengers of the underworld."
"The people of Xishan Village are like walking corpses. They have long been dead, but they are not pure corpses, so they still carry a hint of death qi."
Yu Shan explained:
"Only in tis of great chaos, where lives are like grass, can powerful demons that feed on death qi be born…"
"The day this demon appears is a sign of great calamity in this world!"
The other two cultivators looked at the grim reaper and also nodded in agreent.
"Brother said it right, it’s definitely a bad sign of trouble ahead."
"In chaotic tis, there will be evil creatures, this demon was born because of this, probably causing a lot of harm."
While chatting, Yu Shan descended slowly from the clouds, ready to wait for the right mont to subdue this powerful demon in disguise.
Suddenly, the mysterious figure seed to sense sothing, turning its head towards a small building at the entrance of Xishan Village.
At that mont.
The wooden door of the small building creaked open, and an old person with white hair walked out.
The eyes of the grim reaper widened instantly.
The mont when soone is about to die is when the lifelessness is strongest.
However, after death, the lifelessness will dissipate quickly.
Qiao Mu, who constantly transitions between life and death, is like a walking mystery to the grim reaper…
She instantly turned into a blur and dashed over, tears of emotion once again slipping from her mouth. Her eyes filled with water, gradually lost focus, showing wisdom on her face, and a puff of white vapor quickly evaporated from her head.
"Hmm?" Yu Shan’s downward flight suddenly paused, and he asked in confusion:
"I can’t see the lifelessness… but judging from the reaction of this mysterious figure, the amount of lifelessness on this white-haired person is very strong, isn’t it?"
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