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At the foot of Huangfeng Mountain.

Towering ancient trees block out the sun, and sunlight filters through the gaps in the branches and leaves, creating dappled light and shadow.

What should have been a vibrant scene was now eerily silent, without a single bird call or even the chirping of insects.

Mu Yang carried the Imperial Feather Broadsword on his back and walked slowly along the forest path.

From the moment he entered the forest, a faint demonic aura lingered in his nostrils.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to detect this scent at all, let alone follow it to find it, but Mu Yang, with his blue attribute "keen sense of smell," easily followed the demonic aura.

His footsteps were very light, almost making no sound, and his eyes calmly and quickly scanned his surroundings.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and looked up at a huge ancient tree not far away.

The ancient tree has lush foliage and a thick trunk.

But none of that is unusual. What is unusual is that there is a futon placed under the ancient tree.

A rat demon sat upright on the futon.

Its body was covered with dark yellow stiff fur, its old face was full of wrinkles, and its cloudy eyes were half open and half closed, as if it were resting.

It is not very large.

Not to mention compared to Hai Dai, whom he just killed, he's even a size smaller than Hai Er.

Judging by its size alone, it was nothing special, but Mu Yang could sense that the aura emanating from it was even stronger than that of Gray.

Without a doubt, this is his target, and also the occupant of this Yellow Wind Mountain—Yellow Wind.

Just as Mu Yang was observing Huang Feng, it seemed to have sensed Mu Yang's presence, and its thick nose twitched violently.

Then, its eyes snapped open, and a hoarse voice boomed out.

"My son's scent? Why does it linger on you!"

Before Mu Yang could speak, Huang Feng continued, "It was you! You killed my son! How dare you kill my son, Huang Feng's son!!"

"I'll not only kill your son, but I'll kill you too." Mu Yang grinned, his snow-white teeth gleaming.

"Aaaaaah!!! You bastard, die!!"

Huang Feng had lived for so many years, and he had never been provoked like this before.

It slammed its hands on the ground, and its massive body leaped up from the futon. The terrifying demonic aura was like a gale, causing the surrounding trees to shake violently.

Amidst the rampant demonic energy, Huang Feng's figure transformed into a black shadow, lunging fiercely towards Mu Yang.

Mu Yang held the knife in one hand, squinted slightly, and observed carefully.

This speed is too slow!

Mu Yang thought to himself.

In fact, Huang Feng's speed is not slow, even faster than Hui Da's, but it is no match for Hui Er's use of demon blood magic.

It certainly had a powerful aura, giving off the feeling of a mighty demon.

Unfortunately, all that momentum was useless!

Mu Yang held the knife in one hand, his blood and qi circulated through his body, his leg muscles bulged, and he suddenly sprang up from the ground, arriving in front of Huang Feng despite being behind.

"What?!"

Huang Feng seemed surprised by Mu Yang's speed, and was startled when he saw him rushing towards him.

Fortunately, it was a seasoned old demon who had been through countless battles. Almost instinctively, it mobilized its demonic power and unleashed its demonic blood magic.

A monstrous, bloody storm!

A jet-black gust of wind suddenly spewed out from Huang Feng's mouth. The wind speed was not very fast, but it was full of a pungent, fishy smell that made people nauseous.

With his keen sense of smell, Mu Yang immediately noticed something was wrong. He quickly used his full strength to forcefully change his trajectory in the air, brushing past the black wind.

"This wind has a corrosive effect..."

After landing, Mu Yang glanced at the spot where the demonic and bloody wind had swept by.

The vegetation was withered, and the ground was full of pits and bumps.

"Hahahaha, even if you're agile and have some strength, without true energy, how can you withstand my demonic, bloody wind?!"

Seeing Mu Yang forced to retreat, Huang Feng laughed triumphantly.

Once he unleashes his demonic and bloody wind, unless a fourth-level Qi Condensation Realm martial artist who has condensed true qi uses true qi to protect their body, the physical body of an ordinary martial artist simply cannot withstand it.

"You killed my son, and now you want to kill me? Come on, let me see how you manage to kill me, hahahahaha!!"

Huang Feng laughed loudly, and gusts of black, demonic wind flew out from its foul-smelling mouth.

The terrifying, stench of demonic energy gradually spread towards Mu Yang, almost completely enveloping him.

Huang Feng was very pleased with himself, and a smile of revenge even appeared on his lips.

"Pfft!!"

However, at that moment, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh suddenly rang in Huang Feng's ears.

Its smile vanished abruptly, and its body froze as if in paraffin wax.

It stared at the knife tip that had somehow pierced its heart, its mind filled with bewilderment.

Why, why did a knife appear from its chest?

Huang Feng was puzzled, but after sensing the life force constantly draining from its body, it became afraid.

"Spare me...spare me, I won't avenge my son anymore..." Huang Feng was terrified.

It hasn't lived enough yet, it doesn't want to die.

However, all that responded to it was a cold, sharp glint of light.

And the dull thud of a head rolling to the ground.

Only then did Huang Feng notice that a shadow, rippling like flowing water, had appeared beneath his feet.

His abilities are very similar to those of his second son.

huh~~~

Without Huang Feng's demonic power, the terrifying demonic wind dissipated.

All that remained was devastation and the headless corpse of the rat demon.

[Ding! Detected that the host has slain a Tier 3 Rat Demon. The equipment "Serpent Spear" has met the conditions for permanent solidification. This equipment has been permanently solidified!]

[Ding! Detected that the host has slain a Tier 3 Rat Demon. The equipment "Qingfeng Sword" has met the conditions for permanent solidification. This equipment has been permanently solidified!]

[Ding! Detected that the host has slain a Tier 3 Rat Demon, equipment...]

Current number of available equipment slots: 4

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On the way here, Mu Yang casually put two high-grade martial arts, "Serpent Spear" and "Clear Breeze Sword," as well as two mid-grade martial arts into his equipment slot.

Unfortunately, he couldn't collect the demon corpse from Li Family Village under the watchful eyes of everyone; otherwise, he should have already broken through to the mid-stage of the Blood Marrow Realm.

But it doesn't matter.

Mu Yang looked at Huang Feng's corpse, and a semi-transparent panel with an ink-wash color slowly appeared.

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[Equipable Item: Rat Demon Corpse (Complete)]

[Rank: Tier 3]

【Equipment Effect: ① Robust Physique (Blue): Physical fitness is greatly improved (physical strength, total stamina, and reaction speed are all improved).

② Abundant Qi and Blood (Blue): The total amount of Qi and blood has been greatly increased.

③ Demonic Bloodlust (Purple): Consumes Qi and Blood to release a demonic bloodlust that corrodes flesh and blood. The higher the quality of the Qi and Blood, the stronger the corrosive effect.

[Permanent fixation conditions: Equip this item for seventy days, or kill any monster of rank three or higher while equipping this item.]

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Two blue and one purple entries.

This is the highest quality equipment with the best affixes that Muyang has ever seen.

He was very familiar with the blue "Qi and Blood Abundance" attribute, as it could provide Qi and Blood equivalent to three high-grade martial arts manuals.

The blue "robust physique" attribute was something he'd never seen before; he figured the effect wouldn't be bad.

What surprised Mu Yang the most was the purple-quality "Demon Fiend Blood Wind" attribute.

He had just witnessed the effects of this thing firsthand.

Even with his current physical strength, he would feel a slight stinging sensation when he got close, and he would probably get injured if he touched it.

Its power is self-evident.

More importantly, the power of this ability depends on the quality of one's Qi and blood.

The golden blood marrow he obtained after three rounds of tempering and bone-refining resulted in exceptionally high-quality blood and qi.

When he uses it, its power is estimated to be even greater than that of Huang Feng.

Thinking of this, he silently recited it in his heart.

"Equipment, Rat Demon Corpse!"