The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

Inside the canyon, the light was dim, and the mountain wind howled, blowing against the rock walls and making a wailing sound, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Ye Sheng walked alone in the narrow passage, his steps light but each one unusually steady.

He completely concealed his presence, becoming like a ghost. His gaze swept rapidly across the rock walls on both sides of the canyon and the ground beneath his feet.

He knew this place all too well.

It was here that he used the beast tide and the terrain to wipe out the Blood Pact assassin squad led by Blood Wolf.

Now, just a few days later, he has returned to this place, only this time, his enemy is several times stronger than before.

As he walked, he quietly took something out of his pocket.

Several sharpened animal bones, some tough vines, and a few unidentified black iron balls that had been looted from the blood wolf.

Although his trap-making skills were only at a beginner level, they were enough to deal with these simple-minded bandits.

He quickly located the ambush set up by the Black Wind Village bandits.

It was at a bend in the middle of the canyon, where a dozen or so bandits armed with bows and arrows were hiding on the rock walls on both sides.

Anyone who walks under them will be shot into a pincushion.

Behind the corner, Black Wind Demon was leading the remaining men, guarding the area, ready to deliver a thunderous blow to any enemy who managed to get through the rain of arrows.

"There's absolutely nothing new about this."

Ye Sheng looked at the crude ambush and a disdainful sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

Instead of continuing forward, he stopped, turned around, and retreated. Then, using both hands and feet, like a nimble gecko, he silently climbed up the cliff on one side of the canyon.

Above the cliff was a dense forest. Ye Sheng hid in the canopy of a large tree, like a hunter, waiting quietly.

He was waiting for an opportunity. Waiting for the right moment.

Inside the canyon, Black Wind Demon was getting impatient.

"Damn it, why hasn't that kid arrived yet? Could we have guessed wrong?"

He spat angrily onto the ground.

"I don't think so, sir."

The one-eyed bandit flattered, "If they want to get to Qingyun City, this is the only road, so they'll definitely pass through here. I guess that kid was injured and is walking slowly."

"Hmph, that's for the best."

Black Wind Demon snorted coldly, gripping his ghost-headed broadsword tightly, and said hatefully, "When he comes, I'll personally chop him into mincemeat!"

Time passed, minute by minute. The bandits in the canyon began to relax their guard.

Some people leaned against the rock wall and dozed off, while others gathered together and whispered about their "glorious deeds" of plundering in the past.

Just then, a strong wind suddenly swept through the canyon.

The howling mountain wind whipped up sand, stones, and fallen leaves, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

It's now!

On the treetop, Ye Sheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he pulled out the black iron balls from his pocket.

Based on the feedback from the skill panel, Ye Sheng already knew that this thing was called "Thunderclap," a standard weapon provided to elite assassins by the Blood Pact Merchant Guild. It was not very powerful, but it was loud enough to intimidate people and create chaos.

He spotted several key positions of the ambush below, channeled his inner energy into his arm, and hurled the three thunderbolts in his hand down with tremendous force.

The three iron balls traced three arcs in the air and, aided by the wind, fell into the ambush set up by the bandits.

"What is that?"

One of the bandits saw a black dot falling from the sky and instinctively shouted.

But it was too late.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three deafening roars erupted almost simultaneously within the canyon.

The terrifying sound waves echoed back and forth in the canyon, making people's eardrums buzz and their heads spin.

The archers who were lying in ambush on the cliff were terrified by the sudden explosion. Many of them slipped and fell from the cliff, which was more than ten meters high, and died on the spot.

The entire ambush area was thrown into chaos instantly.

"Ambush! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Where is he? I can't see anything!"

"My ears! I can't hear!"

The bandits were in complete disarray, like a swarm of headless flies, running around aimlessly.

Black Wind Demon was also stunned by the explosion. Although he was powerful, he had not expected such a change, and his head was buzzing.

"All of you, calm down!"

He suppressed his discomfort and let out a roar in an attempt to quell the morale of his troops.

But at that moment, a second wave of attacks followed.

As Ye Sheng threw the thunderbolt, he slid down from the tree.

Instead of attacking the disorganized bandits, he circled around to their rear, to a hillside he had already chosen, piled high with boulders.

Many of these boulders were tumbled down the mountainside when he orchestrated the killing of the armored rhinoceros last time.

He found a rock to use as a fulcrum, then pushed his [Internal Breath Technique] to its limit, and slammed both palms down hard on the rock.

"Boom!"

The rock cracked instantly. A chain reaction ensued.

Hundreds of boulders on the hillside, having lost their support, tumbled down like a burst dam with immense force.

"Oh no! Falling rocks! Run!"

One of the bandits pointed to the sky in terror and let out a shout.

But where could they run to in this narrow canyon?

"Boom—!"

A terrifying roar drowned out all the screams and wails.

Countless boulders began to reap lives, with bandits being struck by them and dying instantly.

Even the powerful underlings were not spared, and were crushed to death on the spot by several millstone-sized boulders.

In just a short while, the entire middle section of the canyon was filled with smoke and dust.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the bandit group, which originally numbered in the dozens, was now reduced to only a handful of survivors.

Black Wind Demon stood in the middle of the pile of rocks, covered in blood, looking like a madman.

Although he was a peak expert in the Bone Forging Realm, he still suffered considerable injuries in the face of such a catastrophic attack.

His arm was broken off by a boulder and hung limply; his body was covered with wounds of all sizes, making him look utterly wretched.

"Aaaaaah! Who is it?! Who is it?!"

Black Wind Demon let out an angry roar, its crimson eyes scanning the surroundings frantically, trying to find the culprit.

"it's me."

A cold voice came from the pile of rocks behind him.

Black Wind Fiend suddenly turned around and saw a young man dressed in black standing on a boulder, looking down at him coldly.

It was Ye Sheng.

"It's you!!"

When Hei Feng Sha saw Ye Sheng, he was first stunned, then flew into a rage, and his terrifying killing intent completely distorted his ferocious face.

"I'll take your life!"

He roared, dragging his injured body, brandishing the heavy ghost-headed broadsword, and charged towards Ye Sheng without regard for anything else.

Ye Sheng looked at the furious Hei Feng Sha, but his eyes remained calm.

He didn't move, just stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Just as Black Wind Demon rushed in front of him, raised his ghost-headed broadsword, and was about to cleave him in two.

A sudden change has occurred!

The ground beneath Black Wind Demon's feet suddenly collapsed without warning, revealing a bottomless pit.

Below the pit, there were many "forest thorns" that Ye Sheng had previously sharpened with animal bones.

This was a trap that Ye Sheng had set up long ago!

Black Wind Demon had no idea there was a trap beneath his feet. He charged too fast and couldn't stop in time. He screamed and fell straight down.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of sharp sounds of weapons piercing flesh came from the pit, sending chills down one's spine.

Immediately following was Black Wind Demon's agonizing scream.

Ye Sheng walked to the edge of the pit and looked down.

Black Wind Demon was pierced by more than a dozen sharp animal bones and, like a skewer of roasted meat, was firmly nailed to the bottom of the pit, its blood staining the entire pit red.

He wasn't dead yet, but he was close to it, because Ye Sheng had smeared highly poisonous herbal juice on those animal bone spikes.

"You...you..."

Black Wind Demon raised his head, staring intently at Ye Sheng with an extremely venomous gaze, while a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

He couldn't understand how he, a powerful expert at the peak of the Bone Forging Realm and the bandit leader of Black Wind Ridge, could have suffered such a crushing defeat and felt so humiliated.

Ye Sheng didn't say anything, but picked up a rock the size of a human head from the side, and then, aiming at the face at the bottom of the pit that was filled with resentment and unwillingness, he smashed it down hard.

A muffled "bang!"