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Chapter 91 - 91 90 Hundred Faces of the Heavenly Demon 610

91: Chapter 90: Hundred Faces of the Heavenly Demon (6/10) 91: Chapter 90: Hundred Faces of the Heavenly Demon (6/10) Two days had passed since An Jing used the Chongming Sword Box to kill the White-robed Scholar and shook off the flying shuttle of the Demon Sect.

During these two days, An Jing had not been running at full speed, but rather stopped and went, observing the surrounding terrain, looking for a suitable place.

He did not recklessly enter the village, nor did he go to the Tianyuan Realm to hide.

He didn’t enter the village because An Jing wasn’t foolish.

Appearing as a strange young man in a small village deep in the dense forest, even the dimmest member of the Demon Sect could track him down.

Not to mention that a village situated comfortably deep in the mountainous forest could very possibly be a stronghold of the Demon Sect.

He did not head to the Tianyuan Realm because currently, An Jing did not face an overly urgent danger, yet there was a hidden crisis, thus he was unwilling to leave himself vulnerable to the Great Void Passage’s cooldown time every three days.

As for not fleeing at full speed, it was because An Jing wanted to see if the Demon Sect still had other means to catch up with him.

And indeed, just as An Jing had suspected—right now, he truly sensed that someone had caught up with him and was clinging close behind, ready to strike at any time.

So, while running, An Jing gradually slowed to a stop.

He looked around.

The dense jungle, layered mountain ranges, and a conspicuous, abrupt cliff ahead.

This was a washed-out canyon, many times larger than Hanging Fate Valley, with a nearly thousand-meter drop between the cliff top and valley floor below.

Rapid and torrential rivers roiled at the bottom of the canyon, and the steep cliff sides were devoid of even a trace of plant life; any ordinary person who jumped from above would certainly have no hope of surviving.

Choosing this battleground seemed quite unwise.

Cutting off one’s own retreat was no different from suicide.

But possessing the Secret Technique of the Sword of the Great Void, which could traverse two worlds, An Jing had enough leeway to turn around at this perilous cliff and wait for the ‘Demon Sect’ pursuers to catch up.

The ones who caught up, however, were not from the Demon Sect.

They were a Heavenly Demon.

After An Jing had stopped, the strange sense of being watched from the dense forest behind him intensified.

It felt as if a sword was aimed at his forehead, spreading a primal sense of tension throughout his body.

Soon, a fully armored figure wearing red armor emerged from the shadows of the dense forest.

Iron boots stomped on the earth, kicking up wisps of pitch-black smoke.

Red Armored Guards?

No, this feeling…

it’s not human!

Seeing that the newcomer was neither the familiar Heaven’s Will Demon Sect nor an ordinary ‘human’, how could An Jing not know that the opponent might very well be some bizarre demon or supernatural creature?

That terrifying sense of imminent danger and the overflow of Demonic Qi put the Sword Spirit on high alert, “An Jing, this is a Heavenly Demon—a Divided Demon from the Great Heavenly Demon previously encountered in Hanging Fate Valley!”

[Haha… I have found you]

At this moment, the Divided Demon had finally found its target.

Although it didn’t know why it had escaped from the great demon-binding formation, it ultimately managed to follow the fading scent all the way to An Jing.

The back of the red helmet, the hollow chaos laughing while nebulous black smoke seeped out from every crevice of the helmet and armor, making its body swell like a balloon, growing larger and larger.

Even the armor that mimicked the Red Armored Guards slowly transformed into black and red scale armor, layered one over the other on the pitch-black demonic body.

In an instant, the Divided Demon completely lost its human form, transforming into a monster with a deer’s head and a human body, with strange antlers, armor all over, yet also adorned with wings and hooves with sharp claws for hands!

Its bird- and bat-like wings stood high, pointing at the sky.

From the wingtips to its recurved hooves, it was as tall as a four or five-story building—its massive size surpassing many ferocious beasts, only comparable to the demon spirits deep in the mountains!

“Hundred Faces of the Heavenly Demon—”

In the Divine Sea, the voice of the Sword Spirit was exceedingly solemn, “This is an Evil Born Demon.

Its true form is shapeless, merely a decaying mass of flesh.

And these external forms with human bodies, deer heads, snake scales, and bird feathers are all the result of other creatures being devoured and fused by it!”

“Be careful, although this Divided Demon’s mana is ordinary, its body is extremely tough.

Judging by the levels of Martial Arts…

it likely has the strength of a Martial Meridian!”

“Then what are we waiting for?

Let’s just run!”

An Jing didn’t even need to think twice, he had already been ready to bolt at the sight of the opponent swelling up during the transformation.

It was only because he was bold enough to test the Heavenly Demon’s strength that he hadn’t turned around immediately, but having learned that the creature was two whole levels stronger than him, what else was there to do if not run?

Without any hesitation, he directly dashed towards the target he had chosen earlier, which was the cliff’s edge.

Seeing this, the Evil Born Demon raised its head and let out a lofty roar.

This sound stirred up a pitch-dark gale that caused the surrounding pine needles to fall off.

Countless pine needles were entwined by dark Qi, turning into a rain of leaf blades along with the roar.

Thousands of needle-like leaves hurtled towards An Jing like arrows, creating a hazy green mist.

They traced green trajectories in the air, accompanied by a shrill whistling as they struck at An Jing’s back as he fled from the Heavenly Demon.

But An Jing didn’t turn back.

The Nine Lands Spiritual Energy Furnace at his waist emitted an icy blue halo, while at the same time, the Bulletproof Rain Cloak draped over the young man shimmered with a lustrous glow.

Hundreds of pine needles struck the Mana Light of the rain cloak, causing the cloak to rapidly heat up and the shield to violently tremble.

But it was not pierced through.

Even more, the thrust generated by the attack actually increased An Jing’s speed, propelling him almost like flying towards the edge of the cliff.

However, in mid-air, An Jing spat out a mouthful of blood—although the Bulletproof Poncho’s defense wasn’t breached, the strong impact still injured his internal organs.

The sheer power of the Evil Born Demon far surpassed the upper limit of Inner Breath defense, causing An Jing, who was already fully exerting his Inner Breath, to have his breath suddenly disrupted, resulting in internal injuries.

Clenching his teeth, he continued to accelerate!

“This Heavenly Demon doesn’t want to kill me, it just wants to capture me!”

“But to be captured alive by a Heavenly Demon might be worse than death!”

The range of the pine needle arrow rain was wide; it was used to prevent An Jing from dodging and escaping rather than to inflict lethal damage.

The individual power didn’t exceed the limit of the Bulletproof Rain Cloak, thus it was blocked.

But this was the limit.

Not to mention that the Spirit Qi Furnace’s energy had sharply dropped from sixty percent to twelve, An Jing could be certain that if the Evil Born Demon struck once more, the mana core of the Bulletproof Rain Cloak would be destroyed, and he himself would be turned into a hedgehog by the needle rain.

Seeing this, the Evil Born Demon was also startled—who could have expected that a fleeing Martial Artist with Inner Breath as Vast as River would possess such a powerful Protective Artifact?

But it was, after all, a demon and not human.

In the next instant, it roared and lunged forward, pursuing with a speed that didn’t match its massive form to prevent An Jing from jumping off the cliff as a last resort.

Yet, halfway through its chase, it was taken aback to see An Jing, who was almost at the edge of the cliff, suddenly halt.

Not only that, but he also turned around, flipping out a strange Artifact in his hand.

A strange sense of danger emerged in the heart of the Evil Born Demon.