Chapter 83: Chapter 82: The Might of the Jade Bone Realm

But Wang Erhu was desperate for glory and in no mood to listen.

And just as he’d shouted, the elite Demon Corpse turned to look at him, its eyes blazing with green flames.

It was simple. Compared to the three prey before it, who had weak Blood Qi but were incredibly difficult to deal with, Wang Erhu’s Qi and Blood was far too rich.

The Demon Corpse’s senses were exceptionally sharp. It immediately abandoned any thought of tangling with the three young women, took two slashes head-on to disengage, and leaped toward Wang Erhu.

For a moment, Wang Erhu felt the sky go dark—literally.

It hadn’t seemed so big from a distance, but now that it was close, he realized the Demon Corpse was terrifyingly huge.

Its massive form soared into the air, completely eclipsing him. Wang Erhu suspected he wouldn’t even be enough to make a decent meal for it.

He wanted to run, but there was no escape.

"Erhu!" Wang Lin cried out, her heart sinking.

Having just fought the Demon Corpse, she knew exactly how tenacious it was.

A full-powered slash to its back had barely left a mark and failed to cause any real damage.

’If that was the case for me, how could my brother possibly be a match for it?’

’Someone like Young Master Wu should be the one to handle this!’

But the arrow was already nocked; there was no turning back. Watching the Demon Corpse pounce, Wang Erhu gritted his teeth.

"Damn it all! I’ll give you a fight to the death!"

’The girls are watching. A pathetic death would be even more humiliating.’

He raised his saber to strike, ready to risk his life. He was determined to at least leave a mark on the beast.

But just as Wang Erhu raised his steel saber, before he even had a chance to bring it down, the lunging Demon Corpse seemed to throw its back out and plummeted from the sky.

It fell with incredible force, slamming into the wall less than three feet in front of him and making the entire rampart shake.

BOOM—!

CRACK!

The muffled boom echoed, mingled with the distinct sound of a bone snapping.

The Demon Corpse roared in agony as it lay on the ground. The excruciating pain from its broken back made it let out a piercing shriek.

The cry was so sharp it made everyone’s ears ache, but they could only grit their teeth and endure, ready to swing their blades in case the Demon Corpse attacked again.

SWISH!

But as the figure on the Demon Corpse’s back swung his blade, its head went rolling away.

The ear-splitting shriek stopped abruptly.

"Young Master Wu!"

Only then did everyone have a moment to get a clear look at the newcomer.

Seeing the tall, slender figure with one foot planted on the headless Demon Corpse’s back, the three exhausted and panting young women felt their hearts pound. They couldn’t take their eyes off him.

He was impossibly cool.

Then, they shot a fierce glare at Wang Erhu, who was slumped on the ground.

The contrast only made Wu Chen seem even more dashing.

But the roars around them quickly brought the three young women’s attention back to the situation at hand.

Wang Erhu also stared blankly at the figure before him. He watched the man slay the Demon Corpse with such ease, his expression remaining indifferent, his handsome face impassive.

As if he had just done something utterly trivial.

He, too, was struck by his coolness.

Of course, Wu Chen had no time to spare for the ardent gazes on him from all sides. His eyes were still scanning the city walls, searching for another elite-level Demon Corpse.

Soon, he spotted another one, a figure that was rampaging unopposed.

This elite Demon Corpse was incredibly tough, its threat level far exceeding that of an ordinary one.

Each sweep of its demonic tail could easily slice a normal Martial Artist in half at the waist.

Even when a Martial Artist was quick enough to block the lashing tail with their blade, the immense force from the appendage, which seemed forged from steel, would send them staggering back, vomiting blood and leaving them in a wretched state.

"Fall back, Patriarch! We can fight these Demon Corpses in the city’s alleyways!"

The Guards and retainers were in a sorry state, battered by the Demon Corpse. Their bodies were covered in gashes, and fresh blood soaked through their clothes, clinging to their skin.

They had already given it their all, but they had no way of inflicting a fatal blow. As time wore on, they were gradually beaten into a panicked retreat.

"In that case, we have no choice..." The old Patriarch’s face was grim as he glanced toward the city, from where he could faintly hear the clash of weapons.

In fact, by this point, more than a dozen Demon Corpses had already slipped past his section of the wall and into the city.

And it wasn’t just his section; other areas had also let some slip through the cracks, more or less.

Fortunately, Fenglin County had plenty of people skilled in combat, as well as some wandering Rangers who were temporarily staying in the area.

They were the reason the thirty or forty Demon Corpses that had entered the city hadn’t caused immense destruction in a short time.

The old Patriarch sighed, looking at the Guards and Hunters fighting desperately around him, and at the younger members of his own family.

Finally, he shook his head in resignation. "You all fall back first. I’ll be right behind you."

Then, his eyes hardened as he turned to the enormous Demon Corpse. His aura condensed as he once again stirred his Qi and Blood, raising his saber to charge and carve out a path of survival for the younger generation.

He actually had no intention of leaving the city wall alive.

He had only said that so the younger members could retreat to the city with peace of mind, instead of staying to die with him defending the wall.

But before he could take two steps, a hurricane of wind erupted beside him.

The wind was so fierce that the Qi and Blood the old Patriarch had just mustered showed signs of being extinguished.

Like a candle flame in a gale, it flickered precariously.

’Another Demon Corpse? When did it sneak onto the wall!’

Sensing the frantic movement beside him, the old Patriarch was horrified. Having remained composed until now, a flicker of panic finally showed on his face.

’Dealing with one elite Demon Corpse is already a struggle. Now there’s another one. Never mind me, no one on this section of the wall will be able to get away!’

He reacted quickly, spinning around and slashing his saber toward the source of the wind.

But the source of the wind was faster. In an instant, it had already shot past him.

The movement made the old Patriarch realize that he wasn’t the target!

He twisted around again and witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The elite Demon Corpse, which had been rampaging arrogantly across the wall and overwhelming everyone, was suddenly sent flying sideways as if struck by a sledgehammer.

And beneath the Demon Corpse, a strange figure had appeared.

Compared to the massive Demon Corpse, this figure seemed slender.

Watching the person slowly retract their leg, the old Patriarch understood with perfect clarity that there was far more to this individual than met the eye.

With this figure’s appearance, the Demon Corpse hadn’t just been sent flying.

As the Demon Corpse flew through the air, a series of explosions erupted from its body, crackling violently like cold water poured into hot oil.

CRACKLE! POP! CRACKLE! POP!

As if ravaged by a tremendous force, a continuous cacophony of snaps erupted from the Demon Corpse’s supposedly indestructible skeleton.

’He kicked the Demon Corpse into this state with just one blow?!’

Before everyone’s dumbstruck gazes, the giant Demon Corpse’s body tumbled uncontrollably through the air before crashing heavily onto the city wall.

THUD!

With a muffled thud, its body collapsed like a limp pile of sludge, unable to push itself up no matter how it struggled.

However, before anyone could regain their senses, the strange figure walked forward, planted a foot on the Demon Corpse’s back, and pinned it completely immobile.

Then the figure bent down, grabbed the Demon Corpse’s savage head with one hand, and yanked it upward, stretching its neck to expose the soft, vulnerable area beneath.

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