Chapter 2509 - 2507: Young Hero
The defense formation inside the city wall allows exit but no entry.
Wu Zhi could not stop him; Wu Song had already leaped onto the battlefield, raised his blade and shouted at the Demon King ahead, "I am Wu Song of Yang Valley Pass, the one who killed your family’s tiger. If you have a grudge, feel free to seek me out for revenge."
The giant rocks continued to smash down from the sky, as Wu Song stood alone facing a million demon soldiers, under streaks of fire that cut across the sky.
Anger flushed to his head, his robe fluttering.
Truly displaying an invincible heroic spirit.
The soldiers on the city wall, holding long spears, stomped the ground and shouted, "Mighty!"
"Mighty!"
"Mighty!"
"..."
Wu Zhi furrowed his brow tightly, thinking to himself that this brother was still too rash.
Facing a strong enemy, reckless bravery is most feared.
However, Wu Song was already out there, to call him back now would undoubtedly hurt the morale of the defending soldiers.
The Demon Clan all erupted in a roaring cheer.
Under the moonlight, Roaring Sky Tiger King’s eyes gleamed as he shouted, "This brat is truly bold, dare to come out on his own initiative. Who will slaughter him for me!"
To deal with a mere brat, if he were to strike first, it would surely lessen his esteem.
Among his ranks, a Leopard Demon volunteered, "Tiger King, let me handle him."
"Good!"
Roaring Sky Tiger King shouted, "If you kill him, I’ll make you the Second in Command of Jingyang Mountain."
"Thank you, King!"
The Leopard Demon King brandished a lengthy iron cast wolftooth spear, then leapt onto the battlefield.
Its transformation was incomplete, still retaining the head of a leopard, though its body was human.
The Leopard Demon and Wu Song were alike, both practicing body cultivation without divine skills.
Wu Zhi watched from the wall, somewhat relieved.
Wu Song raised his blade and shouted, "Who approaches, state your name, or I will not kill a nameless nobody."
The Leopard Demon raised its spear and coldly replied, "I am under the command of Roaring Sky Tiger King of Jingyang Mountain, you unworthy boy. So many rules you have. Let Grandpa Leopard smash your head to avenge my young master!"
With a kick to the spear shaft, it seized the weapon with both hands and fiercely spun it in the air, smashing down towards Wu Song.
The demon kings continuously praised, "Indeed, Roaring Sky Tiger King’s troops are fierce generals!"
Roaring Sky Tiger proudly raised his head, yet had no chance to boast before Wu Song’s long blade flashed with cold light.
A surge of blade energy burst forth, slicing the Leopard Demon’s long spear clean in half.
In a swift motion, it cut across the Leopard Demon’s neck.
The Leopard Demon had barely made a move when its eyes widened, and its head fell to the ground.
"Can anyone put up a fight!"
Feeling unsatisfied, Wu Song kicked the Leopard Demon’s half-body back.
The soldiers on the city wall erupted in cheers, "Second Lord mighty!"
"Second Lord mighty!"
"Second Lord mighty!"
"..."
Roaring Sky Tiger King’s face turned dark, his dignity laid crumbled.
The demon kings coughed lightly, wanting to laugh but not daring.
This Leopard Demon seemed mighty but turned out to be just a floral pillow.
"I’ll take him on!"
A gigantic black gorilla over three meters tall, holding two copper hammers, glared like lanterns and shouted, "Human brat, too arrogant!"
He was another of Roaring Sky Tiger King’s major generals.
Roaring Sky Tiger ordered with a somber face, "Vajra, don’t let me down!"
"Just watch!"
The Vajra Demon King stepped forward with giant strides, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.
Wu Song’s almost two-meter stature seemed childlike before this Vajra Demon King.
The Vajra King’s nostrils flared, roaring furiously, "Brat, take my hammer!"
The fierce wind from his roar swept up a gale even before him.
The Vajra King’s large hand swung the copper hammer, pounding the void creating whistling sounds.
This swing carried at least a thousand pounds of force.
The soldiers on the wall were shocked, thinking they would surely be smashed into a pulp if hit by such a blow.
This time, Wu Song didn’t resist with sheer brute strength but nimbly evaded the blow and sliced downwards with his blade, slicing the Vajra King’s right arm off.
The power of his blade was no less than a thousand pounds, clean and swift.
The Vajra King howled in agony, stumbled and cursed, "I’ll crush you!"
Its other arm wielded the hammer and swung over, but Wu Song dodged backward and again raised his blade to slice it off.
"You’re too slow!"
Wu Song shouted proudly, moving with leopard-like agility, slashing through the Vajra King’s neck.
Within a moment, the Vajra King’s head dropped, and its giant body crashed to the ground.
The soldiers, thrilled, jumped and shouted, "Second Master mighty!"
"Second Master mighty!"
"Second Master mighty!"
"..."
In the army, the strong were revered, Wu Song had gone from being called Second Prince to Second Master.
Wu Zhi also cheered, "What a swift blade, my brother’s ten years of cultivation haven’t gone to waste!"
The demon kings looked, feeling somewhat uneasy, "Enough, don’t send any more of the juniors forward to their deaths. This kid’s got some skill, it should be us instead!"
Where the Demon Clan fell short of the Human Race was that part of their cultivation was based on chance, part on innate bloodlines.
They didn’t have the cultivation inheritance like humans, nor did they actively impart teachings.
So typically, a demon king might be formidable, but its demon soldiers and generals were there just to make up the numbers.
Among the seventy-two mountain demon kings, although they all possessed the cultivation level of the Void Insight Realm, none of their little demons were capable fighters.
The Roaring Sky Tiger King retrieved a magical treasure, coldly shouting, "A mere human brat dares to act rampant in front of us. No need for us to move, my treasure alone can capture him!"
It had happened upon an opportunity and gained its path to enlightenment in a cave at Jingyang Mountain.
All over the land were loose cultivators, with caves left behind by them everywhere.
Some were caves left by those who became one with the path, others by those who left them before reaching enlightenment.
The cave where Roaring Sky Tiger King gained enlightenment had belonged to an old priest who was almost breaking through to the Immortal Realm, but unfortunately failed during the Immortal Tribulation, his primordial spirit smitten to ashes, his body rendered a dry corpse.
This old priest left behind resources for cultivation in the cave, along with several magical treasures, all acquired by the Roaring Sky Tiger.
Among them, the most powerful was the golden alms bowl in the Roaring Sky Tiger’s hand.
This was the old priest’s former eating utensil, carved with mystic patterns, containing a spatial expanse enough to hold a lake.
Roaring Sky Tiger King cast the bowl towards Wu Song, coldly shouting, "You vile kid, you took my son’s life and killed two of my generals today. If I don’t kill you, heaven cannot abide. When you meet King Yama, don’t say I bullied the young with the old!"
He lifted his hand and sent the golden bowl toward Wu Song.
Wu Zhi anxiously shouted from behind the wall, "Second brother, be careful, it’s a magical treasure, quickly retreat back."
For those practicing body cultivation, magical treasures were their greatest fear.
Using strength for confrontation was one thing, but facing these magical treasures, there was no room for retaliation.