One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 439: Chapter 364: The Fallen Saintess, Descend of the Demon Dragon_2

This time, going out on a mission, he had taken the initiative to invite her to join. Along the way, they had encountered many troubles, all of which were resolved thanks to Senior Sister’s intervention.

Now that they had finally found Liu Wenhuan’s hiding place, as long as they made a quick decision and took action, they could whisk the person away before the situation blew up.

They should…

Be okay, right?

Zhao Danyu was somewhat uncertain in his heart, feeling uneasy.

But now that things had developed to this stage, there was naturally no reason to back out halfway.

The two of them continued forward, hurriedly crossing the street before them, and soon saw an extravagantly decorated inn rising tall in front of them.

Even though it was early in the morning, it was bustling inside, with quite a few people dining and resting.

He did not want to make a scene and was about to suggest to Senior Sister that he would go into the inn himself to force Liu Wenhuan out.

But before he could speak up, whoosh—

A gust of wind flashed by, and Xu Hongshu had already taken action.

Boom!

The inn immediately exploded.

Smokey chaos ensued, and from the open windows, someone leaped out only to be caught up in the blast wave and slammed heavily onto the ground.

The inn collapsed amidst a flurry of crackling sounds, turning into rubble in the blink of an eye, with flames and waves of heat mixed with the scent of char rushing towards them.

Seeing the sudden mayhem unfold before him, Zhao Danyu froze on the spot, his eyes wide in shock, standing there stupefied, unsure of what to do.

However, at that moment, Xu Hongshu seemed to perceive his junior brother’s thoughts, patted him on the shoulder with a chuckle, and said, “These are just ordinary cultivators inside, we are the mighty members of the Demon Sect, why bother about the lives of these insignificant ants?”

"I might not care about the lives of ordinary people, but our situation is also very dangerous,” Zhao Danyu couldn’t help thinking to himself.

But now was not the time to consider these issues.

Having chosen to strike, they needed to act swiftly and decisively.

Bang!

Just at that moment.

The ruined inn trembled slightly, followed by an explosion.

The various building materials piled above it burst apart, blooming like black dandelions, and amidst the rolling blasts, a figure in white, emitting a piercing shriek, suddenly flew out.

This person was tall and had jade-like features, truly exceptional in stature, the very type of outstanding figure in a turbulent world. However, the hatred on his face and the slight reddening of his eyes somewhat ruined that unique aura.

This person was none other than Liu Wenhuan, the target of Senior Sister and junior brother Xu Hongshu’s journey.

Even a clay figure has a touch of anger.

All the more for Liu Wenhuan, the heir to an assassin organization.

Relentlessly pursued from the Central Region to such a desolate and barbarous place, he had watched helplessly as one senior after another died by his side.

The rage in Liu Wenhuan’s heart had been accumulating, and now, suddenly faced with his two enemies, he was no longer inclined to continue hiding.

"You are truly pushing it too far, if you’re so eager to die, then I’ll grant your wish!” roared Liu Wenhuan, clearly ready to fight to the death right there against Zhao Danyu.

"Haha!” Zhao Danyu laughed heartily, “That’s exactly my intention!”

Bang!

He lightly tapped his foot.

His body instantly transformed into a streak of light, his internal strength surging, and then he pressed down with a palm that covered the sky and blotted out the sun towards Liu Wenhuan.

Liu Wenhuan’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, and with a flick of his hand, a shuttle-shaped dart burst toward Zhao Danyu in mid-air, exploding with a “boom” upon impact.

Shockwaves tumbled about, and a large cloud of black fog spurted out, shrouding Xu Danyu in an instant.

Xu Danyu felt a tingling all over his body, and his strength dispersed with it.

A sense of foreboding screamed in his heart.

Yet Liu Wenhuan had already closed the distance, his fingers bent into a claw, his face carrying a piercing intent to kill, “Die for me!”

Crack!

First came a crisp sound, then his entire chest blew apart.

Liu Wenhuan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body suddenly accelerated, and he slammed heavily onto the ground.

His chest was pierced through, and he felt sharp piercing pains spreading from the wound to his whole body, devouring the life force on his body and preventing the injuries from Healing.

"Again!” Clinging to the thought that even if he were to die, he must take someone with him, Liu Wenhuan, with bloodshot eyes, charged at Zhao Danyu.

But Xu Hongshu was faster, appearing before him in a flash.

Smiling cheekily, he said, “Little brother, don’t be so angry, pitying such a handsome face.”

At the same time.

Xu Hongshu stretched out his hand toward Liu Wenhuan’s cheek.

"You thousand-men-ridden whore, get out of my way!” Liu Wenhuan, clearly knowing some of Xu Hongshu’s past, cursed outright.

Although Xu Hongshu usually acted crazy and unrestrained, when someone suddenly poked his sore spot, he instantly turned dark. His face still wore a smile, but his tone was chillingly eerie:

"I originally wanted to bring you back in one piece, but since you’re so ungrateful, well

Whoosh!

Xu Hongshu’s figure blurred.

Liu Wenhuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart and quickly threw up his hands to block.

But he was a step too slow, a straight punch landed on his chest, the force exploding fiercely. Liu Wenhuan was blasted onto the ground, dragged out a long furrow, and slid a hundred meters before he finally came to a staggering halt.

He lay there covered in piercing pain, unable to muster any strength, completely immobile.

He never anticipated that this contemptible woman would be so much stronger than Zhao Danyu. Now, holding his chest while lying in the pit, he looked up with a mixture of shock and doubt.

And on the street before him.

Xu Hongshu was wrapped in dark flames, hair wildly fluttering, his facial expression indistinct; only a pair of blood-red eyes were visible, terrifying to behold.

Seeing Xu Hongshu like this, Liu Wenhuan felt an icy dread within.

He was completely muddled by rage before; now, his mind was filled with regret. Had he known, he would have held his tongue and could have had a quicker death. Thinking of the torment methods used by the dark sorcerers, Liu Wenhuan felt a gloomy sense of utter despair.

Whoosh!

On the empty street, suddenly a cold Yin Wind blew through.

"Huh?” Liu Wenhuan shuddered, snapping out of his despair and unease.

He looked upwards in confusion, only to see the clear sky suddenly fill with clouds.

Darkness fell, and thunder rumbled. The sky split open like a vast sea, revealing a narrow rift. Liu Wenhuan’s eyes widened, a mountain seemed to press onto his chest, his limbs went numb, struggling to breathe.

Accompanied by a vermilion thunderbolt, dark and dull scales swept ominously through the gap in the clouds.

The surrounding mountains trembled as a majestic dragon’s head emerged from the clouds, its blood-red pupils shining like two full moons, looking down upon everyone in the town from its lofty vantage.

"Demon… Dragon!” Someone nearby whispered faintly, and then all the people in the town finally came to their senses and knelt down in a rustling wave.

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