Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

"The Holy Son possesses royal bloodline, is at the upper level of the fourth rank, and his combat strength is comparable to that of a human martial artist at the middle level of the fifth rank."

"And they are equally gifted and proud."

"If we can use this opportunity to hone our Holy Son and at the same time eliminate this scourge of humanity, we will achieve two goals at once."

"The Holy Son?"

Golden Mane raised his eyebrows slightly.

"He is currently in seclusion preparing to break through to the fifth rank. To disturb him at this time... would be...?"

"Seclusion is not a death sentence."

Xuan Bu said slowly,

"The Holy Son is extremely ambitious, and ordinary opponents are no longer worth his attention."

"This Chen Xing has SS-level talent, and he can kill opponents of higher levels as easily as drinking water. He is a perfect candidate to hone the Holy Son's fighting spirit."

"The perfect whetstone to prove its principles."

"Moreover, with the Holy Son's abilities, dealing with a third-realm human, even if he has SS-level talent, should be a piece of cake."

"But I must remind the Holy Son not to underestimate the enemy, and to strike swiftly and decisively, leaving no future troubles."

Golden Mane pondered for a moment, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He nodded slowly:

"Very well. We shall do as the priest says."

"Send word: Summon the Holy Son from seclusion."

"Tell him there's an interesting human 'toy' outside that might help him stretch his muscles."

"Also, have him take the 'Shadow Guard' with him to ensure everything goes smoothly."

"Yes." Xuanbu bowed, his figure slowly retreating into the shadows.

Golden Mane looked again at the dark red sky outside the window, his eyes flashing with cold light:

"Chen Xing... let me see what this 'Shura' you suddenly appeared in is all about."

"Faced with my Demon Cave's 'Royal Blood Saint Son,' who appears only once every hundred years, who is stronger?"

……

It was the third day of Chen Xing's hunt outside the Demon Cave.

Two days have passed since the hunt for Fox Qi.

He wandered across the dark red wasteland, avoiding the herds of beasts.

They specifically target powerful individuals who are alone.

In one day, they killed more than ten peak third-tier beasts.

Three-headed, fourth-tier low-level demonic beasts, steadily accumulating kill points.

It has approached 12,000 points.

However, it was just around dusk.

He had just dealt with a fourth-tier low-level venomous swamp python.

Just as he was putting away the demon core, a sudden sense of alarm arose in his mind!

With his discerning eyes, Da Cheng suddenly looked towards the deeper part of the Demon Cave.

There, a terrifying atmosphere pervaded the air with an unpleasant unease.

But it moved at an extremely stable speed, approaching his location in a straight line!

That aura was not the one I had sensed before.

It wasn't the deep, oppressive aura of a demon lord, but rather a sharp edge filled with aggression and killing intent!

Its strength far surpasses any opponent it has encountered before.

Including the fox spirits!

Although his realm seems to be still at the fourth level, the nobility and domineering aura that comes from the depths of his bloodline still shines through.

And that palpable killing intent made him instantly understand—

A formidable character has arrived.

Moreover, the other party was targeting him.

Chen Xing showed no fear whatsoever; instead, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

The cold fighting spirit that had been dormant for two days suddenly ignited in his eyes like dry tinder!

The purple-gold blood energy began to surge rapidly within his body, and the SS-level Undying Battle Saint Body felt an instinctive craving for a powerful enemy.

"Finally... a decent one has arrived."

He muttered to himself, gripping the Broken Mountain Staff even tighter.

Turn around, facing the direction from which the aura was coming, and wait quietly.

……

Five hours ago, news broke that Chen Xing was hunting down monsters on the outskirts of the city.

News of the challenge to the Demon Cave's authority has spread throughout the core area of ​​the Demon Cave.

A lake located above a lava lake in the Earth's core.

Inside the cultivation cave, which is entirely constructed of ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice.

The terrifying chill and the scorching earth fire energy coexisted in a strange way.

On the cold jade platform in the center of the cave, a figure sat cross-legged.

It was a man who was nearly two meters tall and had a head that reached his waist.

A young man with long, silvery-white hair that shimmered like flowing mercury.

His face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, and his skin was fair.

Those slightly upturned, narrow eyes contained a quality completely different from their appearance.

Cold, arrogant, and with a deep-seated brutality.

He was dressed in a simple white outfit, yet it couldn't hide his unique temperament that blended elegance with a touch of wildness.

A dark silver sword lay across his lap.

It is 2.5 meters long.

The halberd, its blade gleaming with a cold light that seemed to tear through space, is an S-grade superior divine weapon, the Sky-Splitter.

He is the only person in thousands of years to possess the royal bloodline in the 079 Demon Cave.

Bai Xiao, the holy son of the White Tiger Clan.

His strength is at the upper level of the fourth rank, but he relies on his royal bloodline and many inheritances.

Its true combat strength is enough to rival that of a mid-level fifth-tier human martial artist!

He was in seclusion, attempting to break through to the fifth level of human transformation.

In order to fully awaken even more powerful bloodline supernatural abilities.

Just then, the restrictions outside the cave were triggered.

A respectful divine thought entered:

"Your Highness, the Golden-Maned Demon Lord has ordered you to emerge from seclusion."

Bai Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within those silvery-white pupils, a storm seemed to be brewing.

He wasn't angry; his voice was simply calm.

Yet, his voice carried an undeniable air of authority: "What is it?"

"Outside the Demon Cave, a human genius has appeared, codenamed 'Dark Blood Asura,' named Chen Xing."

"SS-level talent, mid-stage of the third realm, but his combat strength is strange."

"They have continuously hunted down a large number of my third and fourth-tier kin from the periphery, including the Fox Clan with royal bloodlines."

"The demon lords believe that this child has become too powerful and must be eliminated as soon as possible."

"We hereby request the Holy Son to emerge from seclusion and...annihilate him."

"SS-rank? Mid-stage of the third realm? Hunting down Fox Clan?"

Bai Xiao raised his silver-white eyebrows slightly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

But more than anything, it conveyed a sense of condescending scrutiny and a hint of displeasure at being offended.

"How dare you, mere humans, run rampant in my demonic lair and slaughter my race?"

He slowly stood up, his slender fingers gripping the Sky-Splitting Halberd on his knee.

A terrifying aura, vast as an abyss yet sharp as a halberd.

The force erupted from his body, causing the ice inside the cave to crack.

"Dark Blood Asura? Chen Xing?"

He murmured the two names, a cold and bloodthirsty smile slowly curving his lips.

"interesting."

"Perfect timing. This holy son has been in seclusion for so long that his bones are starting to rust."

"Then I will use your blood... to consecrate my halberd!"

He stepped out of the cave, his silver hair flying in the wind.

Without even waiting for the so-called shadow guards to assemble, it transformed into a streak of silver light.

They shot off rapidly toward the outer edge of the Demon Cave, in the direction where Chen Xing was!

He wanted to crush them fair and square, with absolute strength.

Tear this audacious human genius to shreds, with his head.

To announce the return of the White Tiger Saint Son and to attest to the supreme prestige of his royal bloodline!

……

On the desolate plains, the setting sun bleeds like blood.

Chen Xing stood leaning on his cane, watching the figure rushing towards him from the depths of the demon's lair.

The silver streak finally stopped a hundred meters away.

As the light faded, a tall and slender figure was revealed.

She has silver hair cascading down her shoulders and holds a dark silver halberd.

A figure as handsome as a demon, yet with cold and arrogant eyes.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Bai Xiao's gaze swept over Chen Xing from head to toe, as if scrutinizing prey.

Especially the jet-black Mountain-Shattering Staff in his hand, and the "Qitian" battle suit on his back, lingered for a moment.

He spoke slowly, his voice clear and melodious.

Yet it carries an innate, condescending indifference and bloodlust:

"You are Chen Xing? The so-called 'Dark Blood Asura'?"

Chen Xing looked at him calmly without answering.

Bai Xiao didn't care and continued speaking to himself.

The tip of the Sky-Splitting Halberd pointed directly at Chen Xing.

"It is your honor to die under my Sky-Splitting Halberd."

"Remember, the one who killed you is Bai Xiao, the White Tiger Saint Son from the 079 Demon Cave."