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

The captain looked in the direction of the sound and saw a relatively open depression several hundred meters away.

More than twenty monster corpses lay scattered about!

Judging from their size and characteristics, at least half of them are second-tier, and some are even upper-tier second-tier!

These corpses have one thing in common—

His skull was completely shattered, as if it had been repeatedly struck by a heavy hammer.

Their deaths were gruesome, and their blood stained the dark red earth even more deeply.

"Who...who did this?!" The captain's voice was hoarse.

More than twenty demonic beasts, including several high-ranking second-tier beasts.

Even for their experienced three-person team, wiping them out without taking any damage was impossible.

That's almost impossible, especially considering the traces.

The battle ended very quickly.

"Judging from the footprints and signs of a battle... it seems... there was only one person?"

Another team member crouched down and carefully examined the ground, becoming increasingly terrified with each look.

"These monsters were almost all killed by a single blow to the head with a blunt weapon!"

"Some were even smashed to pieces from the front! How much force must that have taken? How brutal must the stick technique have been?"

"One person? One stick per person?"

The first team member to discover it had a trembling voice.

"Damn it...when did this monster get into this wasteland?"

They didn't dare approach the slaughterhouse, hurriedly packed their things, and sped away from the edge of the wasteland.

After returning to the Linjiang City base station.

This news quickly spread throughout the taverns, quest halls, and rest areas where monster hunters gathered.

"Have you heard? A killing machine has appeared in the northeastern part of the wasteland. He single-handedly slaughtered more than twenty second-tier demonic beasts, all with a single blow to the head!"

"Are you kidding me? Who's that powerful? A veteran demon hunter at the peak of the third realm?"

"I don't know, no one saw the face clearly, just a back view, carrying a thick black stick."

At first, it was just a few scattered rumors.

But as time went on, more and more demon hunters were on missions deep in the wilderness.

I saw similar scenes, some near and some far—

Rows of monster corpses, all killed by the same method of headshot.

And occasionally I'd see that guy carrying that huge, black club.

Covered in blood.

Like a cold, indifferent figure crawling out of hell.

On the fifth day, an even more explosive piece of news exploded at the base station.

A lone monster hunter known for his daring and adventurous spirit.

He claims to have witnessed an inhuman battle deep in the wilderness.

"...I was hiding behind a rock a mile away, and I could see it all clearly!"

The demon hunter, spitting as he spoke, gestured wildly at his fellow demon hunters who had gathered around him in the tavern.

"That mid-tier Tier 3 Ironback Dragon Lizard has skin thicker than a city wall!"

"Then that dark figure rushed up and smashed his head open with a few blows!"

"The dragon lizard didn't even have a chance to fight back!"

"Then that dark figure shoved a stick into his mouth, piercing right through the back of his head! My god, the scene..."

"A third-tier demonic beast? You think you can kill it with a few blows? Are you fucking drunk?"

Some people don't believe it.

"Bullshit! I saw it clearly!"

"That shadowy figure was using a black stick that was particularly thick at both ends!"

"The stick flew through the air, creating sparks and distorting the air itself!"

The lone demon hunter grew anxious and pulled out his camera.

"I even secretly took a picture!"

"Although it's far away and blurry, you can see for yourselves!"

The photos were projected onto the rough walls of the tavern.

The image was indeed blurry, and the distance was far.

However, the background is still discernible as a dark red wasteland, and the foreground is a pile of monster corpses.

In the center of the corpse, there is a figure with its back to the camera.

The tall, upright figure was holding a grotesque, jet-black staff.

It was pulled out from the head of a huge monster.

A faint red hue and rising heat seemed to surround the figure.

The tavern fell silent for a few seconds, then erupted into an even bigger uproar.

"Holy crap...really?"

"This stick...this design...I've never seen anything like it before."

"Judging from that back view, he's not very old..."

"Who the hell is this god descended to earth? Coming to the wasteland to rack up kills?"

"Shura... This is practically a newly emerged 'Shura' in the Darkblood Wasteland!" someone murmured.

The nickname "Dark Blood Asura" quickly spread.

The news quickly spread among the demon hunters at the Linjiang City base station.

People are filled with curiosity and awe for this mysterious, powerful, and bloodthirsty figure.

And a barely perceptible sense of fear.

On the sixth day, as the name of Dark Blood Asura spread far and wide, finally some sharp-eyed people noticed.

Students from Shenzhen Wuhan University recognized the iconic weapon.

"Wait! This stick... its design, thickened at both ends, entirely black with dark gold patterns... why does it look so familiar?"

A third-year student from Wuhan University in Shenzhen, who was handing over a task at a base station, looked at a blurry photo displayed on someone else's terminal.

He frowned in thought, then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"I remember now! The 'Sky-Splitting Cudgel'! A high-grade B-rank weapon!"

"It's on our school's weapon exchange list! I remember the exchange history..."

"He was recently replaced by a newly enrolled special admission student! I think his name is... Chen Xing?"

"Chen Xing? Which Chen Xing?" someone asked from the side.

"Who else could it be? This year's national martial arts exam champion!"

"Chen Xing, an S-rank Battle Saint Body, an SS+ student at Shenzhen Martial Arts University, and the newly accepted disciple of Battle Venerable Lu Ya!"

The student's tone was agitated.

"Chen Xing? That top scholar who just awakened his powers not long ago?"

"He's only at the second realm, right? How could he kill a third-tier demon beast? What a joke!" Doubts arose from all sides.

"But the exchange record for the Sky-Splitting Staff is indeed his!"

"And look at that figure from behind, the height and build match!"

Students from Wuhan University in Shenzhen argued their case based on reason.

"Even if it's Chen Xing, a second-realm martial artist killing a third-tier upper-level martial artist?"

"You think third-tier demonic beasts are made of paper? There's a limit to bragging!"

"But those corpses can't be faked! So many demon hunters saw them!"

The debate is taking place at various base stations.

Those who believe in Chen Xing regard him as a new generation legend and the pride of Shenzhen Wuhan University.

Those who do not believe it think it is a rumor or that Chen Xing used some special prop.

It's even possible that someone is impersonating him.

But in any case, the name Chen Xing is associated with the nickname "Dark Blood Asura".

He made a name for himself among the demon hunters in Linjiang City and the surrounding area, becoming the focus of heated discussion.

Chen Xing was completely unaware of, and indifferent to, all of this happening deep in the wasteland.

The seventh day, at dusk.

Chen Xing stood at the entrance of a third-tier mid-level rock armor dragon's nest, which he had cleaned thoroughly.

Inside and outside the lair, the corpses of the earth dragon and the dozen or so second-tier demonic beasts it had previously hunted were scattered.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and earth.

He had just finished a fierce battle.

The Rock Armor Earth Dragon's defense was extremely abnormal; he used the first six forms of the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven.

Using the Somersault Cloud technique to repeatedly maneuver and find weaknesses, it finally unleashed the seventh move, Burning Mountains and Boiling Seas, to shatter the core of its skull.

The battle lasted for twenty minutes and was quite exhausting.

But it also gave him a deeper understanding of the superposition and explosive power of the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven.

He leaned back on a relatively clean rock at the entrance of the nest and drank his second bottle of Grade C Vitality Liquid.

At the same time, he activated the Thunder Breathing Technique to quickly calm his turbulent blood and qi.

As I focused my attention, the system panel appeared.

Current kill count: 21800!