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

Chen Xing's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.

But it didn't open immediately.

His senses had already spread far and wide.

Information about the person who came was captured.

A person.

His steps were unsteady, his breathing rapid and erratic, his heart pounding, but...

The rhythm isn't chaotic; rather, it has a deliberate feel to it.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping at the edge of the depression.

About twenty meters away from Chen Xing.

Chen Xing slowly opened his eyes.

A young man stood in the morning light.

He looks to be in his early twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, and rather thin.

He was wearing a slightly worn outfit.

The gray combat uniform was stained with mud and what appeared to be blood, and the sleeve of the left arm was torn.

A gaping wound was exposed, the blood not yet fully congealed.

He was covering it tightly with his right hand, and dark red seeped through his fingers.

But this is not the point.

The key point is this face.

This is a face that could even be described as strikingly handsome, almost eerily so.

My skin is the kind that never sees the sun.

Her fair skin was almost translucent, her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, her nose was high and straight, and her lips were thin and pale.

At this moment, his face was etched with exhaustion.

And a hint of relief at surviving a disaster, her eyes were moist.

When she looked at Chen Xing, her expression was full of just the right amount of helplessness and pleading.

"Brother, brother!"

The handsome man spoke, his voice clear and resonant, but trembling slightly with weakness and urgency.

"Please help! I'm begging you! My team and I encountered a horde of monsters over there—Ironback Wolves and Carrion Hyenas mixed together, there are just too many of them!"

"My teammates...they're all dead! I'm the only one who escaped!"

"I've run out of medicine, and my wound keeps bleeding... Could you lend me some?"

"Or, could I rest here for a bit and have my wound bandaged? I... I really can't walk anymore..."

As he spoke, he even swayed his body in a coordinated manner.

It seems like it could collapse at any moment.

The pleading and despair in his eyes...

Chen Xing sat under the rock, the morning light shining from his side and behind him.

A faint shadow was cast on his face, obscuring his expression.

He didn't answer immediately, but just quietly looked at the survivor who had suddenly appeared.

His gaze seemed casual.

In reality, it was from the other person's naturally trembling fingers.

From the weak but core-stable stance to the wound—the location was well chosen.

It looks scary on the outside of the arm.

However, it did not damage the bones, muscles, or arteries, and the amount of bleeding was controlled just right.

Most importantly, it's the eyes—

There was tears in his eyes, and panic in them.

There was a plea, but deep in the depths of his eyes.

But it was ice-cold.

A person encounters a horde of monsters in the wilderness.

A martial artist who narrowly escaped with his teammates all killed and himself severely injured.

There might be a look of despair in his eyes.

But it should never be this calm as one observes the prey's reaction.

Moreover, this is a desolate wilderness.

In the middle of nowhere, how did he end up at this temporary resting place he chose?

Coincidence? Chen Xing never believed in coincidences.

He sneered inwardly, but Chen Xing's face remained expressionless.

He even frowned slightly, as if he was genuinely considering what the other person had said.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking in a calm tone:

"Can."

He turned slightly to the side and gestured with his chin to a spot not far from his feet.

That tactical backpack with its opening wide open:

"The medicine is in the bag, help yourself. There are also bandages."

As he spoke, he even leaned back slightly.

The hand holding the Sky-Splitting Cudgel seemed to relax a little.

It seemed that they had lowered their guard somewhat because of the other party's tragic experience and had given them basic trust.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, brother! You're such a good person!"

A genuine, tearful smile immediately bloomed on the handsome man's face.

He clutched his wound, staggering towards the backpack at Chen Xing's feet, repeatedly expressing his gratitude.

"I'll leave as soon as I'm bandaged up and regain a little strength. I won't be a burden to you..."

Chen Xing remained seated, casually resting his Sky-Splitting Staff on the ground beside him.

He even picked up the water bottle with his left hand and brought it to his lips, as if he wanted to drink.

His gaze seemed to be fixed on the kettle, completely unguarded about the handsome man approaching.

Twenty meters... fifteen meters...

Ten meters... five meters...

The handsome man got closer and closer to the backpack.

The cool calm in his eyes began to be replaced by a hint of excitement at impending success.

His peripheral vision naturally drifted to Chen Xing's left side behind him.

He quickly glanced at the thick shadow cast by the huge weathered rock.

It's now!

Chen Xing muttered a low shout in his heart, and a cold glint suddenly appeared in his eyes!

He had no intention of waiting for the other party to make the first move, or for their accomplices to jump out!

When the other person's acting skills reach their peak.

The moment when you think you've got the upper hand and your mind is most relaxed is the moment of the decisive blow!

The secret technique of "Thunder Breathing" within his body was activated instantly!

A deep, thunderous roar exploded in his chest!

The blood and energy in my whole body are bursting forth!

At the same time, the air currents beneath our feet converged wildly—

Somersault Cloud, activate!

Om-!

Chen Xing's figure, which was originally leaning back, vanished from the spot in an instant!

He transformed into a blurry black shadow that tore through the air, accompanied by a deep yet piercing sonic boom.

With a speed exceeding the limits of what the naked eye can perceive, it crashed violently into the person who had just bent over.

A handsome man whose hand is about to touch the backpack!

He held the Sky-Splitting Staff in one hand, dragging it behind him, fueled by his extreme speed.

As the stick rubbed against the air, it faintly emitted a dark red glow.

That was the infusion of blazing blood energy from the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven.

An unusual phenomenon caused by intense friction with the air!

The handsome man's grateful smile hadn't even had time to turn into shock.

Those almost eerie eyes.

In an instant, I was overwhelmed by boundless fear!

He had no idea that this person would be so easily fooled by his superb acting skills.

Even prey that has lowered its guard may suddenly launch an attack.

And the speed is unbelievably fast!

This is not the speed a second-realm martial artist should have!

That's a sonic boom?!

He wanted to dodge and block, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts!

He only saw a dark shadow rapidly enlarge before his eyes, followed by a terrifying, destructive force.

It hit him squarely in the center of his chest!

【Mountain-Crushing Staff - Mountain-Crushing Style】!

Perfect level of power control, the ultimate weight of the 408-kilogram Sky-Splitting Staff.

The terrifying acceleration brought by the initial burst of Somersault Cloud, combined with the other three factors!

boom--!!!!!!!

A terrifying impact, like a thunderclap, exploded across the desolate plains in the early morning!

The shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread out from the point of impact, violently sending dust and gravel flying from the ground!

The handsome man didn't even manage to let out a complete scream.

The worn-out combat uniform on his chest, along with the skin, flesh, and bones beneath, was visible.

The moment it made contact with the tip of the stick, it collapsed and shattered with a crash!

He was sent flying backward at a speed several times faster than when he came!

Click, click, click—!

A series of cracking sounds came from inside his body!

He arced through the air, blood gushing out like a fountain from his mouth, nose, and the huge dent in his chest.

Then it crashed heavily into another protruding rock twenty meters away!

boom--!

The rock surface was riddled with fine cracks from the impact.

The handsome man's body slid to the ground like a rag doll, his head tilted to one side at an odd angle.

His eyes were wide open, still filled with extreme horror and bewilderment, and his pupils had already dilated.

Blood quickly spread beneath him, staining a patch of dark red earth.

Peak of the Second Realm?

One strike, instant kill!