Very strong!
This Wild Boar Giant Demon is very strong!
Even stronger than that Sound-Perceiving Body!
Although Wu Pifu had struck this Wild Boar Giant Demon twice, and the first time was a charged critical hit that nearly pierced its belly, Wu Pifu still confirmed the strength and terror of this Wild Boar Giant Demon.
Its physique is already beyond human level!
Although it sounds absurd to say so, demons inherently possess physiques that far exceed mortals, but this Wild Boar Giant Demon’s physique has reached a supernatural level.
The toughness of its flesh and blood far exceeds that of steel; even with a fifty percent reduction in comprehensive multiple judgment defenses, when Wu Pifu struck with all his might, it still felt like hitting rubber.
Even more terrifying is its healing ability.
Wu Pifu did not know whether this was the effect of a sinister spell or something else, but he had heavily injured this Wild Boar Giant Demon with his first strike, and the second strike had smashed half of its face.
However, this Wild Boar Giant Demon was only wounded, not dead, and its wounds were visibly healing at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, its terrifying power was simply unbelievable.
Wu Pifu relied on the techniques of National Martial Arts to unleash a burst of fifty tons of attack power; as for the nearly hundred tons of immense force during the first strike, that was because he used the virtual Golden Core of Sitting Lotus Technique, with all his qi and blood erupting simultaneously.
In terms of conventional strength, his arms could exert a maximum of five to six tons, while this Wild Boar Giant Demon, after transforming into its half-demon form, possessed arm strength of at least a hundred tons.
With a casual swing of its arm, there was an explosive sound and a massive shockwave, affecting an area of at least four to five meters; any metal weapons that came into contact with it were almost instantly turned to dust.
Literally turned to dust, as Wu Pifu witnessed it strike down at least seven or eight soldiers, turning them into blood mist, with each piece of bone and flesh no larger than a few centimeters, unable to be pieced together.
In the face of such immense power, even if Wu Pifu could rely on the technique of dissipating force to lessen the impact, he would still be heavily injured by a single blow.
Moreover, this Wild Boar Giant Demon’s half-demon form, though seemingly clumsy, was incredibly fast due to its exaggerated physique and strength, even faster than an ordinary person, akin to a bolt of lightning.
It can be said that this Wild Boar Giant Demon is indeed a great demon with over three hundred years of cultivation; without even using its various demonic spells, its physical strength alone is powerful enough to contend with an army of demons.
Wu Pifu truly believed that with this great demon rampaging on the battlefield, it could indeed breach the Song Dynasty’s defenses and occupy Bianliang within a few months.
With a single demon charging into the mortal army, unless there was an equal counterforce, no matter how many mortals came, they would all meet their demise!
At this moment, the Wild Boar Giant Demon had fallen into madness, its eyes a shade of crimson, and it continuously spewed forth red-black mist from its pig snout, charging wildly towards Wu Pifu.
In terms of explosive speed, within a short distance, Wu Pifu could definitely outpace the Wild Boar Giant Demon, but in terms of strength, endurance, and resistance to physical blows, Wu Pifu was comprehensively weaker than the Wild Boar Giant Demon, by at least ten times!
Thus, when the Wild Boar Giant Demon charged at him, Wu Pifu dared not let it strike him; he could only unleash his qi to enhance his speed and perform small evasive maneuvers.
However, the Wild Boar Giant Demon, with its thick skin and tough flesh, almost disregarded defense in its confrontation with Wu Pifu.
Even if Wu Pifu attacked its heart or throat, the Wild Boar Giant Demon remained unfazed.
In less than five minutes, Wu Pifu surprisingly began to feel a hint of fatigue.
The entire Jin army camp had turned into a wasteland of smoke and ruins, with tens of thousands of Jin soldiers being ravaged by Wu Pifu and the Wild Boar Giant Demon several times, resulting in at least three to four thousand casualties.
The remaining Jin soldiers began to flee.
All who dared to cluster and attack Wu Pifu from a distance were all trampled by Wu Pifu and the Wild Boar Giant Demon, while those who still dared to charge or form formations were all met with a peaceful end… reduced to fragments, not even needing to be pieced together.
At the same time, the Song captives within the Jin army camp were mostly fleeing.
Although Wu Pifu was not fighting for the Song, he still felt sympathy for them, so he tried to lead the Wild Boar Giant Demon away from the Song captives, though there were still some accidental injuries that Wu Pifu could not avoid.
At this moment, Wu Pifu planned to lead the Wild Boar Giant Demon towards the city walls of Bianliang.
He also realized that while this Wild Boar Giant Demon was rampaging without restraint, its lack of agility was its weakness.
However, on flat ground, he needed to constantly burst forth to evade; he needed to find areas with elevation changes to maneuver, thus conserving energy while dealing with it.
As Wu Pifu headed towards the direction of Bianliang, the Wild Boar Giant Demon suddenly erupted in madness, its speed and strength surging once again.
It not only charged at Wu Pifu but also lunged forward, pulling out a massive six-meter-long blade that appeared in its hand with a flicker of black-red mist.
As it swung the blade, a violent sound of wind tearing through the air accompanied countless wails and moans, as if millions of tortured souls were crying out simultaneously.
Wu Pifu immediately pushed off the ground, retreating more than ten meters, then cautiously looked at the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
At this moment, the Wild Boar Giant Demon seemed to calm down slightly; wielding the giant blade, it said, “Truly worthy of being a disciple of the immortals. I originally thought that the so-called ‘immortal’ was just a bunch of arrogant individuals or mortal tricksters, but first, I witnessed the Pure Yang Sword Qi within Bianliang, and then I saw you, a mere mortal ant, actually able to break through my demonic aura. Your master, even if not a true immortal, must possess the mysteries of Pure Yang.”
Wu Pifu said nothing, only staring intently at the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
Since the appearance of this giant blade, he felt a sense of danger.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon wiped the blood and flesh from its body and swung the giant blade, saying, “This is the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, refined by me over three cycles of the seasons, its power is boundless, capable of severing flesh and absorbing souls. Young one, I give you one last chance: kneel and beg for mercy, and wait for your master to come and redeem you. Otherwise, once you are slain by this blade, you will not even be able to wish for death.”
As the Wild Boar Giant Demon swung the giant blade, Wu Pifu immediately saw countless ghostly souls flickering around the blade, each one appearing terrifyingly grotesque—some were mere skeletons, others were decayed corpses, and some had even mutated into bizarre forms.
At that moment, within the camp, the remaining Jin soldiers or injured individuals who had not fled all began to scream in agony, writhing in pain, with some even gouging out their own eyeballs and piercing their own ears.
Wu Pifu felt a slight discomfort in his spirit but could still gaze directly at these terrifying images without issue, and he could also hear the voices of these entities clearly; evidently, this was due to his Unfettered Spirit Light… or perhaps it was also due to the resistance brought by the return from death.
Wu Pifu disdainfully said, “First, that is not my master. Second, if the one who left that Pure Yang Sword Qi in Bianliang truly arrives, you might not even last a second…”
As he spoke, Wu Pifu suddenly paused, but he quickly restrained his expression, merely revealing a disdainful sneer.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon did not sense anything unusual; it laughed heartily, saying, “To say such words, it must be your master who speaks them. Moreover, do you think I just used my full strength? You little brat have no understanding of the strength of someone with three hundred years of cultivation! Now, kneel!”
Wu Pifu slowly walked towards the Wild Boar Giant Demon, seemingly deep in thought as he moved.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon was clearly taken aback, then became furious, ultimately raising the giant blade to slash at Wu Pifu from a distance.
At this moment, Wu Pifu was still more than ten meters away from the Wild Boar Giant Demon; this slash, naturally, could not reach him.
However, with a single swing, a storm of sand and stones erupted, enveloping both Wu Pifu and the Wild Boar Giant Demon in a cloud of black sand.
Subsequently, this cloud of sand began to expand, quickly growing to one hundred square meters, five hundred square meters, one thousand square meters… in a short time, the surrounding battlefield was completely shrouded in black sand.
Once Wu Pifu was enveloped by this black sand, he immediately felt a heaviness in his heart, with the amplified cries of ghosts and wolves ringing in his ears, and some illusory images began to appear in his consciousness.
However, all of this was still within the tolerable range and did not significantly affect him.
But the humans covered by this black sand began to struggle in pain, all of them going mad—either attacking everything around them or continuously harming themselves.
The souls of those who died within this range were immediately absorbed by the black sand, transforming into grains of sand within this black mist.
At this moment, Wu Pifu finally saw clearly that this black sand was not real sand; each grain within it was actually a condensed remnant of a ghostly soul, each appearing tragically horrifying, yet controlled by this giant blade, only able to pollute all living beings within this domain.
However, Wu Pifu felt completely unharmed; an invisible light burst forth from his sea of consciousness, illuminating the Unfettered Spirit Light, causing all the ghostly souls to be unable to approach him in the slightest.
Instead, those that got too close were directly dissolved by this light.
Realizing all of this, Wu Pifu felt a sense of calm within, and he no longer hesitated; with a powerful push off the ground, he lunged once more at the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon, initially complacent, was shocked to see Wu Pifu completely unharmed within the black sand; its lantern-like pig eyes widened in disbelief, and in its shock, it failed to react, allowing Wu Pifu to close the distance.
Wu Pifu then struck his palm against the root of its thigh, an unbearable pain that no male creature could resist engulfed it, and in the next moment, Wu Pifu’s other hand clawed out.
A long, dark, hard object was directly torn away from it.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon collapsed and roared, its giant blade beginning to flail wildly, but Wu Pifu had already moved behind it.
As the Wild Boar Giant Demon fell forward, he thrust both hands deep into its spine, then let out a loud roar as he began to tear at the Wild Boar Giant Demon’s spine.
But at that moment, the Wild Boar Giant Demon kicked out with its hind legs.
Wu Pifu immediately tried to withdraw, but the muscles of the Wild Boar Giant Demon suddenly hardened like steel, firmly binding his hands within its body, and that kick came straight for his chest.
In a moment of urgency, Wu Pifu could only try to dodge to the side; with a loud bang, his shoulder caved in, and he was kicked away at least twenty meters.
The Wild Boar Giant Demon remained prostrate on the ground, its wounds healing rapidly, but the intense pain rendered it momentarily immobile.
It let out a low growl, “Why, why…”
“You're afraid, aren’t you?”
Wu Pifu stood at a distance, his mouth full of blood, his shoulder a bloody mess with shattered bones exposed, yet his expression was filled with mockery, even tinged with a hint of madness.
In the next second, Wu Pifu charged once more at the Wild Boar Giant Demon.
(End of Chapter)