Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

"And based on the personality of that magical beast, it might be the root cause of Haoyu's personality becoming like this."

Long Xingyu's expression was somewhat strange; he never expected that the whole story would turn out this way.

Thinking about that position, he suddenly felt uneasy.

On the path of the Punishing Knight, although he had gained the recognition of the Throne of Gods, he still knew how big the gap was between him and the one in his mind.

If it was that person who was instructing Long Haoyu in the training of a punitive knight, then it would be perfectly understandable that Long Haoyu would look down on the punitive knight knowledge he was taught.

Strictly speaking, he himself was a disciple of that one, so how could he possibly be better than that one in terms of the teachings of the Punishing Knight?

Realizing this, Long Xingyu finally understood.

"If that's the case, then there's no need for me to stay here any longer to continue Haoyu's cultivation."

"If Haoyu is indeed that chosen disciple, then this training should also be that arrangement."

"As for safety, there shouldn't be any need to worry. I should now focus more on Haochen."

Long Xingyu didn't disturb Long Haoyu. While pondering these matters, he disappeared into the treetops with his hands behind his back.

A faint sense of loneliness and solitude still lingered in the air.

"Ahh~"

The heartland of the demons.

Inside a very secluded cave.

Several beings with extremely powerful auras are meditating and resting here.

One of the 'middle-aged men' suddenly sneezed, and the sneeze woke everyone in the cave.

Five pairs of eyes focused on the 'middle-aged man' who had sneezed, their gazes becoming somewhat strange.

"Old Chen, are you sick?" one of the figures asked.

Chen Zidian glanced at his teammate who had asked the question with an annoyance, his voice sounding much older than his appearance: "We might still get sick?"

"then you……"

"It's nothing, I just feel like someone's been talking about me," Chen Zidian replied. "Perhaps the alliance is preparing something big, so they've remembered us old guys!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes gleamed with admiration.

Within his aged body, a vibrant energy surged.

What big moves are coming up in the league?

Long Xingyu was unaware that his mutterings had made connections with several legendary powerhouses in the heart of the Demon Realm, known as the Fallen Demon God.

Having no need to worry about Long Haoyu's safety, he left decisively. Based on what he had guessed, he was genuinely afraid that he would continue to be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Given the unique nature of the sword spirit within the bloodline equipment, he wasn't even sure if he had already been discovered.

If Haoyu finds out about this...

Long Xingyu dared not think about how Long Haoyu perceived him.

"Master, your father has passed away." The sword spirit's voice suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing this, Long Haoyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Are you sure they've left? You've followed them for so long and they're just gone like that?"

"Sure!"

Little Coal Ball replied, "But his expression seemed a little off when he left."

Upon hearing Xiao Meiqiu's words, Long Haoyu's expression suddenly turned strange.

Looking down at Wufeng, who was connected to him by blood, he couldn't help but think of some of his father's strange attributes.

Is my old man overthinking something again?

Long Haoyu was somewhat uncertain, but he could sense that the magical beasts attracted to the Moonlit Swamp by the medicinal powder were getting closer and closer.

At this moment, he had no time to think about these things. He focused his attention and looked intently at the path left out by the area where the medicinal powder was placed.

"You don't need to meddle in his affairs."

"The monsters in the Bright Moon Swamp are closing in."

"Now, it's time to focus and begin our killing spree!"

Chapter 46 A Feast of Slaughter, Instinct Unleashed

"no problem!"

Wu Feng answered with great excitement.

Although it had become like a wrist guard, wrapped around the sword hilt and Long Haoyu's wrist.

At this moment, as Long Haoyu announced the start of a killing spree, it, which was inherently bloodthirsty, became extremely excited.

The originally crisp and clear voice now had a sinister and eerie quality.

Long Haoyu held his breath, all his nerves tensing up at that moment.

The training in the Ant Nest, as well as the actual combat with Long Xingyu, including the combat with the scorpion-tailed lizard arranged by Long Xingyu.

These cultivation methods may seem life-threatening, but in reality, they are not. Long Xingyu would not allow such a situation to occur.

But now it's different.

The magical beasts in the Bright Moon Swamp are not the kind of easy prey that he can fight back and forth with.

Killing people dozens or even hundreds of times whenever they get the chance is nothing out of the ordinary for the magical beasts that inhabit the Bright Moon Swamp.

Among the adventurers from the Bright Moon City Adventurers' Guild, many who come here to adventure and collect materials return with missing limbs.

Some even went on to sleep here forever, with the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, their remains not even preserved, eventually turning into indescribable clumps.

Long Haoyu understood this very well. The battle that followed was the real battle, and he truly needed a real fight where he would risk his life!

"Roar--"

At that moment, a deafening roar of beasts resounded.

The horde of monsters began to appear in Long Haoyu's field of vision.

Leading the pack was a magical beast whose name he couldn't recall, its four hooves shimmering with what appeared to be magical ripples, and it had several twisted horns on its head.

Its hideous and terrifying appearance makes people want to chop it up with a knife.

I've seen ugly things, but I've never seen anything this ugly.

Following this one magical beast, magical beasts from many other races also arrived one after another.

The allure of the powder was too great for these magical beasts.

It felt as if they had been celibate for decades, only to finally encounter a female of their own kind.

"Let's get to work!"

Long Haoyu gave a soft shout.

Follow the path that was deliberately left open.

The bladeless weapon in his hand hummed and vibrated, and a 10% amplification was added to his body.

A feeling of boiling blood filled his entire body, and even his eyes became bloodshot.

He gently licked his dry lips, quickened his pace, and charged out to fight off the horde of charging monsters.

Long Haoyu had already made up his mind about the level of the numerous attacking monsters.

Bright Moon Swamp is just a small place after all. Level 2 magical beasts are very common here. Level 3 beasts also exist, but not in large numbers, and Level 4 beasts only appear occasionally.

Most of the monsters attracted by the powder are at level two, with only a small number at level three.

With the strength of these magical beasts, Long Haoyu would not feel any pressure in a one-on-one fight.

Even now, with hordes of monsters swarming in, he doesn't feel much pressure.

Unless a level four magical beast appears, the magical beasts here are just a waste of his time.

At least, he was confident he could take care of all the monsters before he ran out of energy.

"Breaking the waves!"

Soon, Long Haoyu rushed to the front of the hideous monster that was ugly to the core.

Upon seeing the monster's bizarre appearance up close, he almost threw up his dinner from the night before.

Without a blade in hand, it instantly transformed into a dark entity, and the golden light on it all contracted into the sword's body at that moment.

The next second, a crescent-shaped blade burst forth from the edgeless sword, and all the compressed spiritual energy was cleaved out vertically along this blade.

This was another knightly skill he had learned from the Shadow Instructor over the past year; it was an offensive skill, and now he was using it in actual combat for the first time.

The blade, imbued with the power of a third-tier knight, sliced ​​through the ugly monster as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Before the monster could even launch an attack, it was already incredibly fast, reaching the very front and directly meeting the sword's edge.

The skin, which should have been very tough, was forcibly cleaved in two by the bladeless sword, with the remaining blade protruding quite a distance.

Blood splattered two zhang high, eventually turning into a rain of blood that dripped down.

Long Haoyu paid no attention to the blood rain. Feeling the monster blood dripping onto his cheeks, the violent factors within him surged and boiled even more.

Bathed in the blood rain, the bloodshot veins in his eyes became even more pronounced, vaguely turning completely blood red.

"continue!"

"This is real combat!"

Long Haoyu gave a low shout.

He raised the bladeless sword in his hand and continued to watch the other demonic beasts, who had gone mad.

What should have been a scene of sheep entering a tiger's den immediately turned into a tiger entering a sheep's den in his actual combat.

The numerous magical beasts, none of whom were as strong as him, had no chance of affecting him.

"Master, this is the feeling!"

"Chop them down! Chop them down!"