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

The cruel world is bound by such survival rules.

……

The carnage continues in the Bright Moon Swamp.

Time slips through our fingers like sand, and in the blink of an eye, a year and a half has passed.

Deep within the Bright Moon Swamp, Long Haoyu's clothes were tattered, and the bloodstains on his sword had not yet faded.

With the bladeless spear in front of him, Long Haoyu sat cross-legged on a moss-covered rock, panting like an old ox.

His body was covered in scars, and his handsome face had become much more resolute over the past year and a half.

Feeling his injuries rapidly healing, Long Haoyu murmured, "It seems I'm getting a little addicted to being my true self again. This recovery speed is simply perfect for battle!"

"After more than a year of continuous practical combat, I seem to have become more accustomed to switching between the two forms. Indeed, the training of demon-controlling skills must be carried out in actual combat."

Long Haoyu was deeply moved, and then his gaze fell on the bladeless sword, where the nicks on the dark blade had been greatly improved.

Near the hilt, the nicks that should have been there have disappeared, completely healed during the past year or so of growth.

"Wu Feng, what stage have you reached in your growth? How far are you from the next level?" Long Haoyu asked.

The little coal ball floated in front of Long Haoyu, and seeing its body being repaired, its voice became much lighter.

“Master, I’m just a little bit away from reaching the level of magical equipment. Once that happens, the amplification effect will be even better.”

“But training in the Bright Moon Swamp is no longer of much use to me. If you continue to train here, it will be almost impossible for me to grow into a magical equipment.”

"Currently, a 20% increase is the limit for you, Master."

Long Haoyu's heart sank.

Wu Feng's words confirmed his earlier suspicions.

In the Bright Moon Swamp, level 2 magical beasts are common, level 3 magical beasts are not uncommon, but level 4 magical beasts are very rare.

In just over a year, he carved out his own reputation in the Bright Moon Swamp, and even the powerful magical beasts retreated into their own folds, not daring to cause him any trouble.

It's really unlikely that you'll be able to improve through killing.

However, Wu Feng's answer regarding the increase in power still satisfied him quite a bit.

A 20% increase is an extremely high percentage.

Currently, Wufeng isn't even a magic equipment. If he truly grows to the top level, or even surpasses the top level...

A brilliant light appeared in Long Haoyu's eyes. At that time, even if he only had the power of a dragon, he should have been able to easily rub against his grandfather.

"Then, we should reconsider our next training plan."

"At the very least, I'll upgrade you to the level of magical equipment first!"

Long Haoyu said calmly that the previous improvement had increased from 10% to 20%.

Next time, he estimated that the increase should be able to rise to 30%.

The alliance's number one player, who had already gone into seclusion, only received about a 35% boost from the Starry Sky Divine Beast he possessed.

He had a strong desire to help Wu Feng, who had made such a significant improvement, continue to grow.

Upon hearing Long Haoyu's arrangement, Wu Feng cheered excitedly, "I knew you were the best to me, Master! So, who are we going to kill next?"

"Why don't we go to the demon territory? It'll be more exciting to fight those guys there."

P.S.: I was completely drained yesterday, so I'll update the first chapter now. The second chapter will be later. I'm so frustrated...

Chapter 48 The Old Knight of Yesteryear

"Stop it!"

"Going to the demon territory won't be as exciting as us fighting demons; it will be more exciting for us to be fought by demons."

Long Haoyu flicked Wufeng's little head, somewhat wanting to split the guy's head open to see what was inside.

They're not even at the level of a fourth-tier professional, yet they're running off to the demon realm for thrills. Even the God of Longevity wouldn't be this quick to hang himself.

Wu Feng rubbed his head in pain and asked blankly, "Master, you have to tell us who we're going to chop down next!"

"Still a demon!"

Long Haoyu gave an answer.

As he carefully calculated how much time had passed, many memories surfaced in his mind.

Wu Feng Mu Gua had a face full of question marks on his little head.

Why go and fight demons instead of going to their territory?

"Master, have you gone on a killing spree over the past year or so?"

"We are currently in human territory."

Long Haoyu did not answer Wu Feng's question.

With the unfolding of memories and the analysis of time, it seems that not long has passed since the tragedy in Odin Town.

There's no need to go through all the trouble of going to demon territory to kill demons when they're practically delivered to your doorstep.

“Master, don’t suddenly stop talking, it’s kind of scary,” Wu Feng continued to ask.

Long Haoyu retorted, "Are you even human?"

"Master, why can't a sword spirit be a human?!" Wu Feng said defiantly, hands on his hips.

Long Haoyu chuckled to himself.

He grabbed the little coal ball and rubbed it hard.

He also had a deep affection for the little coal ball.

It seems like a sword spirit, and it is indeed quite crazy, but it is also a bit quirky.

During the past year and a half of his cultivation, he had almost entirely been immersed in killing.

If it weren't for Wu Feng's occasional attempts to amuse him, he worried that he would have completely fallen into this state.

"Some restless demons have already infiltrated our human territory."

"These demons who come to your doorstep can serve as nourishment for your growth."

"I won't say more about the rest for now."

Long Haoyu gave a brief explanation, and a cold glint began to flash in his eyes.

He never considered himself a good person, nor a kind-hearted man or woman, nor someone with an overflowing saintly heart.

But even knowing that the demons' swords would fall on human territory, he would never allow them to run rampant.

In particular, there are many people he knows in Odin Town, including many uncles and aunts who helped him and Long Haochen when they were young.

Gratitude has always been Long Haoyu's guiding principle in life.

Given this premise, it is naturally even more impossible to allow the demon race to run rampant.

"I see, I understand now!"

"Master, let's go find those demons directly!"

"Chop them down!"

Little Coal Ball talked excitedly, flying up and down in front of Long Haoyu, he was so excited.

Long Haoyu grabbed the small coal ball and rubbed it into Wufeng, then looked once more at Haoyue Swamp, where he had stayed for a year and a half.

Then, without looking back, he headed back towards Mount Odin.

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On Mount Odin.

When Long Haoyu returned here, Long Xingyu was sparring with Long Haochen.

A year and a half has passed, and Long Haochen still hasn't chosen to become a Punisher Knight.

At this moment, facing Long Xingyu's attack with a shield in one hand and a fine iron sword in the other, he was no longer as flustered as he had been a year and a half ago.

The orderly rhythm defended against Long Xingyu's attacks from multiple directions.

Long Haoyu watched his little brother grow up and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Brother, you're back!" Long Haochen noticed Long Haoyu's return and immediately called out happily after stopping what he was doing.

Long Haoyu smiled slightly, walked up to Long Haochen, and patted Long Haochen's head: "You're back. How has your cultivation been these past year?"

“I’m trying my best to catch up with my brother! My strength has improved a lot now,” Long Haochen replied.

"It's good that you've improved. Keep it up!"

"understand!"

Long Xingyu also saw Long Haoyu return, and his 'majestic' gaze followed him.

"Just come back safely!"

"After so much training, how has your strength improved?"

Having nothing to say, Long Xingyu sensed the changes in Long Haoyu and asked in a deep voice.

Long Haoyu pondered for a moment: "Currently, I am at the third rank, level nine strength level, which has reached a bottleneck."

"Third tier, ninth level?"

"That's right!"

Long Xingyu was startled.

Suddenly, his gaze toward Long Haoyu shifted slightly.

"Compared to a year and a half ago, Haoyu's spiritual power has increased by at least 200 points. This rate of improvement is indeed worthy of his talent."

"It seems my guess was right after all. Haoyu must have been involved in that person's scheme."

"But with that person's expertise, how could Haoyu's talent possibly have any bottlenecks?"

Long Xingyu was a little confused.