75: Chapter 75 Kill them all! Loot them all! Eat them all!

That Cultivator couldn't understand for the life of him why his Junior Brother hadn't even lasted a single exchange before being swatted into a meat paste by that demon bear.

Escape!

He had to escape!

He put every ounce of strength into his escape, channeling spiritual power into his legs as his figure turned into a streak of light, desperately fleeing into the distance.

However, as fast as he was, Shi Jian was faster!

A bear demon on all fours was the absolute king on this vast plain.

Shi Jian's body almost hugged the ground as he sprinted at extreme speed, like a dark shadow wreathed in countless electrical arcs...

The distance between the two shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Fifty zhang, thirty zhang, ten zhang...

The shadow of death already loomed over the Cultivator's back, and that terrifying pressure caused him to lose his focus for a moment.

"No!!"

In his despair, the Cultivator's eyes turned blood-red, and he made the most foolish, yet most instinctive decision.

He suddenly stomped his foot and soared into the sky, a Flying Sword appearing beneath his feet as he attempted to escape by sword-flight!

At the very moment he took to the air.

Buzz!

An invisible yet mountain-heavy terrifying pressure squeezed in from all directions; the rules of the Secret Realm were not to be challenged!

"Pfft—!"

The Cultivator felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood...

The spiritual power within his body instantly became chaotic and dissipated!

His entire being felt as if it were grabbed from the air by an invisible giant hand and then violently slammed into the ground...

Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking bones was clearly audible.

He fell to the ground like a pile of mud, his legs twisted at a bizarre angle, clearly crippled...

Fear and despair completely consumed his mind.

He struggled to look back, only to see a pair of cold, emotionless demonic eyes looking down at him.

"No... don't kill me, I..."

Shi Jian didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence...

He opened his bloody maw and bit down.

The skull shattered, and brains and blood splattered everywhere.

Shi Jian's throat bobbed as he swallowed the still-twitching headless corpse, along with the Divine Soul, into his belly!

A surge of pure spiritual power and vital energy exploded within his stomach.

The chilling toxin that had previously invaded his right palm via the Blood needles was instantly refined and cleared away by this massive surge of vital energy.

"Tastes good, but he talked too much."

"The flesh and blood of the Foundation Establishment Stage tastes different; it's all-natural without any added pill toxins, and the meat is incredibly tender."

Shi Jian commented in his heart, walked over to the other pile of meat paste, and used his Demonic Qi to sweep it up and consume it entirely...

After all, it was the Foundation Establishment Stage; it couldn't be wasted.

The entire cultivation of two Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators became his nourishment, and the consumed Demon Essence was restored to seventy or eighty percent in an instant.

This was what a Secret Realm should be like.

Everywhere were walking Spirit Stones and mobile great medicines!

Kill all! Loot all! Eat all!

He walked over to the corpse of the massive Demon Lizard, his claws flying as he skillfully butchered it: flesh and blood containing Dragon blood, tough scales, thick Dragon tendons...

These were the highest quality Artifact Refining and Alchemy Materials, worth a fortune.

He stuffed the most valuable parts into two Storage Pouches and swallowed them to hide them in his stomach before standing up contentedly.

The traces of battle needed to be dealt with, but it wasn't necessary.

This thick smell of blood was the best warning and also the best bait.

Those who wanted to take advantage would have to first consider if they were prepared to be taken advantage of themselves. After all, a Cultivator's Physical Body was weak; as long as he got close, it was just a matter of one slap!

Shi Jian spat out the Induction Plate and took a look.

The light representing Sun Yao was still three hundred li away to the southeast, but it was moving extremely fast and its trajectory was completely irregular.

It looked like she was... fleeing?

And the light representing Yun Che had completely disappeared, clearly exceeding the five-hundred-li limit of the induction range...

Shi Jian swallowed the Induction Plate back into his stomach and, without any hesitation, exerted force with his limbs and sped off in Sun Yao's direction.

...

Meanwhile, in a Stone Forest three hundred li away.

"Little beauty, stop running!"

"Within this Kunyuan Secret Realm, where else can you run?"

"Little fairy, just obey us brothers, and we'll ensure you're as happy as an immortal. Why make this pointless struggle?"

Five Cultivators dressed in crimson Daoist robes surrounded Sun Yao in an encirclement; they were clearly Cultivators from the Jin State's Demonic Path.

The leader had a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation.

There was a hideous scar on his face, and his triangular eyes were unscrupulously sizing up Sun Yao, who had reached Foundation Establishment at such a young age.

She was likely still a fledgling, and the favored daughter of some Sect!

This would be incredibly exhilarating!

Those exquisite curves, that pure and noble aura... the thought of a high-and-mighty favored daughter being ruthlessly ravaged...

Their minds were already high with excitement!

Their lewd gazes seemed to want to strip her of her Daoist robes.

The other four were also at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, each with a mixed aura and greedy eyes, wishing they could devour her immediately!

Sun Yao's pretty face was deathly pale, and her breathing was rapid.

Her white Daoist robes were already torn in several places, revealing large patches of snow-white skin, adding a bit of disheveled temptation.

The Top-grade magical sword in her hand was now dim, and her spiritual power was nearly exhausted.

In front of her, Shi Pan's massive body was covered in deep wounds that reached the bone, and his blue-iron fur was stained red with blood...

One of the wounds even stretched from his left shoulder all the way to his lower back, nearly disemboweling him.

Yet it still stood firmly in front of Sun Yao, letting out a low, threatening growl from its throat, its beastly eyes staring intently at the five demonic Cultivators.

"Heh, this beast is quite loyal."

The Scarface man sneered and licked his dry lips:

"Brothers, let's make this quick!"

"Kill the bear first, then we can properly deal with this little beauty!"

Before he could finish his sentence, all five attacked at once!

Five demonic lights of various colors intertwined into a lethal net, descending upon Shi Pan and Sun Yao...

A hint of despair flashed in Sun Yao's eyes.

She forcibly gathered the last trace of spiritual power in her body, preparing to self-detonate her Magical Artifact for a final stand; even if she were to die and her Dao vanish, she would never let them have it easy!