My Core is the Boss

"Kill him!"

"A mere livestock dares to act arrogantly!"

More than three hundred demon soldiers charged forward. What greeted them was a tyrannical strike of the staff.

Tyrannical Might! Heaven-Cleaving Sword! Death Radiance!

With all three skills activated, Qi Yuan transformed into a grim reaper from hell, slaughtering indiscriminately. His staff became as blood-red as his robes.

One strike sent four or five demon soldiers flying, shattered beyond recognition. Qi Yuan had terrifying combat techniques and battle awareness. Or rather, battle had already become second nature to him.

He charged into three hundred demon soldiers as though no one stood before him. Every swing of the staff meant another demon soldier died.

Zhou Yuan trembled all over. "He is too strong!"

Even the strategist revealed a strange expression. "If he enters the Martial Hero realm, no one can stop him!"

The enraged peacock demoness hovered in the sky, radiating green light. "See if you can withstand even one of my blows!"

The humiliation she had endured was beyond words! Never had she encountered such an opponent before!

Qi Yuan waded through the demon soldiers like a slippery fish. Her attacks simply could not hit him. Nor could she attack recklessly, or she would end up killing her own soldiers as well. She couldn’t use her power at all! Otherwise, she would’ve shredded that hateful human into pieces already!

She finally lost it. "AAAAH!"

Her powerful blood martial qi erupted. The feathers behind her transformed into a curtain of green swords, crazily shooting toward Qi Yuan's location.

Shifting through the battlefield like a dragon, Qi Yuan glanced calmly at the peacock. "Too slow."

Like a blue dragon, he twisted as he crossed the battlefield and rushed elsewhere. The green sword curtain struck the ground with whistling sounds, killing five unfortunate demons.

The peacock demoness' eyes nearly split from rage as she roared, "Stop dodging and fight me head-on, you coward!"

She was furious and regretful. At first, she had feared Qi Yuan still possessed hidden trump cards, so she sent demon soldiers to surround him while she looked for a chance to kill him. Who would’ve expected him to be so fast and agile?

She had essentially shot herself in the foot. At this rate, even if they managed to exhaust Qi Yuan to death, their side would still suffer devastating losses. She also couldn’t order the demon soldiers to retreat because Qi Yuan clung to them like gangrene.

As for threatening him with that suona player? She never even considered it. How could someone this strong be threatened by such tactics?

Of course, even if she left the battlefield to target Huo Mushi, it would fail. From the moment Qi Yuan stepped into this place, they were trapped with him. Leaving wasn’t an option.

Qi Yuan abruptly stopped after smashing an old ape demon to death. Looking at the peacock demoness in the sky, he smiled. "Ordinary people would’ve fallen for your taunts, but I'm different. What I enjoy most is giving my enemies hope, then crushing it."

Then, he jumped onto the tusk of a boar demon, snapping it apart. With the rebound force, he leaped directly into the sky.

The peacock demoness roared in delight, "I'll show you the difference between the Demon Hero realm and the Jade Blood realm!"

She rapidly accumulated power to unleash her ultimate move. No matter what, as long as it struck Qi Yuan, he would definitely die! At least, that was what she believed.

In the next moment, her smile froze. An incomparably fast streak of light shot past, leaving her no time to react. A sensation of fullness and tearing came from her mouth.

Before she even realized what had happened, she heard Qi Yuan say, "In the future, don't open your mouth so wide when you talk... Look, such a thick stick got shoved right in!"

Qi Yuan thrust the staff violently, piercing through her throat and straight into her stomach.

"AAAAGHKK!!" the peacock demoness screamed, though no coherent sound emerged.

Rage and regret filled her heart. Her ultimate move hadn't even finished charging! Like a small yellow croaker fish impaled on a bamboo skewer, she had completely lost the ability to resist.

Qi Yuan waved his hand, slowly absorbing her demon essence blood. "You're too weak... In my eyes, you're no different from those demon soldiers. No, there is a difference. You have more demon blood essence."

The peacock demoness widened her eyes as her spirit scattered. "If... you hadn't ambushed me... today... you’d definitely die!"

He grinned. "How laughable. Since you provided me with so much demon blood essence, I won't shatter your illusion. You can die holding onto your regrets."

Even if the peacock demoness had unleashed her ultimate move, Qi Yuan would still have defeated her with ease. Pressing his hand downward, one of the three great generals of the demon camp fell.

The rest of the demon soldiers were stricken with terror. For the first time, Zhou Yuan also felt genuine dread.

Qi Yuan sighed. "If only the points I collect vary depending on my enemies’ emotions. With how shocked they are every day, I’d make a fortune."

Following that, he descended from the sky and unleashed a devastating ground slam with his staff, killing another seven or eight demons.

The strategist could no longer remain calm. "Quick! Run!"

He immediately fled. Zhou Yuan also ran without hesitation. As for the demon soldiers, their morale had been shattered. Even their great general had died. How could they possibly resist?

Very soon, the strategist's expression froze. "What is this?"

A barrier had blocked his escape. It didn't even budge even after he unleashed his full power.

Watching the fleeing demon soldiers, Qi Yuan said calmly, "From the moment I stepped into this valley, all of you were destined to become substitutes for my white moonlight. Unfortunately, my heart is cruel. I won't pray to heaven to revive my white moonlight!"

He swept through the demon soldiers like a demonic god. Sounds of slaughter, crying, and begging blended together. Not a single demon could withstand a single blow.

With a roar, Zhou Yuan charged at Qi Yuan. His remnant soul swelled, forcibly entering the Martial Hero realm.

Zhou Yuan said to his remnant soul, "I've already given you my body, so help me survive this!"

Unfortunately, the remnant soul that had once desperately coveted his body cowered. "Aaah! Can't we just stop fighting? Just beg for mercy! That kid seems a little too strong!"

"No, one of us must die!"

After shrieking once, it was forced onto the stage like a duck being shoved onto a perch, heading toward the underworld.

Today's suona sounded especially cheerful. All three hundred demon soldiers became ghosts beneath the staff.

At the end, the strategist gazed at the bloodsoaked Qi Yuan, saying desolately, "If a hero like you had been in the imperial court, the southern migration would never have happened."

Then, he slit his own throat.

Qi Yuan gazed at the corpse. "What a coward. If I were around, there wouldn't be any southern migration. You should be considering ascension."

He then gazed upon the valley, which was now reduced to ruins. His expression was calm, without much joy. There wasn't much fun in killing small fry.

He sighed. "As expected, I prefer killing monsters. Investigations are way too boring."

With a wave of his hand, nearly three thousand drops of demon essence blood entered his possession.

Not far away, Huo Mushi's face was flushed red, gasping heavily. Anyone unaware of the situation would think Huo Mushi had been the one killing demons, while Qi Yuan merely played the suona.