Chapter 63 - 63 63 You're Fast, I'm Faster (Seeking Followers on Monday)

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: You’re Fast, I’m Faster (Seeking Followers on Monday) Chapter 63: Chapter 63: You’re Fast, I’m Faster (Seeking Followers on Monday) “Do you know where my sheep are?” The old shepherd looked up, giggling with a he-he. His narrow eyes crinkled into a slit, revealing a set of pitch-black rotten teeth. As he finished speaking, the flock of sheep suddenly let out incessant “baa baa baa” noises. The first dozen, facing Pockmarked Face, bleated urgently, but couldn’t break free. In those pairs of pitch-black, panicky sheep eyes, a spark of terror and urgency flickered. Pockmarked Face’s broad nose twitched, and he unexpectedly smelled the scent of his subordinates among these sheep. His face momentarily changed color as he thought of something. Suddenly, his eyes went wild with shock and rage, he bellowed: “What kind of demons and ghosts are you?” “Turning all my subordinates into sheep.” “Watch as I slaughter you!” Pockmarked Face, enraged, raised his hand, and a giant palm formed of True Qi violently struck towards the old shepherd. The air whistled sharply. Coming abruptly. But at this moment, a startling tiger’s roar resounded. The old shepherd underwent a shocking transformation. His flesh emitted crackling thunderous noises, his body swiftly ballooned in size, and the human skin on his face twisted instantaneously. Something seemed to be breaking out from within! In a breath’s time, a Mountain Lord True Form over twelve meters tall emerged with a roar. The void immediately rippled in concentric circles, shattering the True Qi palm on contact. Next, a pair of amber-green tiger eyes, brimming with cold murderous intent, looked down from above at the startled Pockmarked Face. “Are you that tiger who killed the Scarlet Sheep?” Wu Ma’s eyelids twitched rapidly. The oppressive demonic aura in front of him made him truly feel the power described by the Red Flood Dragon. But then he thought of how this creature played him, igniting immense anger in him. His gaze instantly turned grim, and with a chirping sound, his body revealed a fierce demonic aura. His flesh swelled, and his body began to demonify. In an instant, the black Demonic Qi dispersed. Transforming into a nearly six meters tall Human Demon, with a black horse-face, yellow fur grown on the face, and a long tail sprouting between the legs. A pair of pitch-black horse eyes stared dead at the Mountain Lord before him, his throat emitting a thunderous rumble. “Very well, very well, I wasn’t afraid you wouldn’t show up, been searching everywhere for you.” “Now it saves trouble.” “I ask you, did you take something from that foolish sheep?” Chen Yuan in his transformed Mountain Lord True Form, saw this Horse-Faced Human Demon hopping left and right before him. He thought it’s quite silly. With a raise of his tiger’s claw, a palm-sized golden scale suddenly appeared in his hand. “Is this it?” Wu Ma saw that glint of dazzling gold, his eyes flashed with joy and greed, and he immediately said: “This is from my Feixian Sect, Mountain Lord if you return this Golden Scale to me, our Divine Sect will let bygones be bygones in the future, how about that?” Chen Yuan heard this and laughed derisively, his tiger mouth gaping showing white teeth, staring at the other with a chilling tone. “What is Feixian Sect.” “What are you.” “Who needs your forgiveness.” As the last sentence fell, the Mountain Lord True Forms trembled fiercely. Subsequently, the air exploded with a bang. “You....” Wu Ma’s face subtly changed, his Demon Body sharply shook, disappearing suddenly in the air. Transforming into an afterimage, instantly relocating a hundred meters away. The next second, where he originally stood. The massive Demon Body of the Mountain Lord fell, the ground suddenly collapsed, creating a depression several tens of meters in diameter Amidst the dust flying up, Chen Yuan’s tiger eyes pierced through the dust cloud, watching this Pockmarked Face. This fellow indeed had some Divine Skills under his feet. “Nice speed!” He rumbled in his throat. While Wu Ma, with a dark and wicked face, felt shock and rage inside. This tiger was undeniably insolently reckless, deserving death. Fortunately, his Demon Seed was among the demons, the Daoli of supernatural speed, the fastest among twelve people of Feixian Sect. He sneered for a moment: “Give up, my speed is beyond your reach” Saying so, his expression darkened, “Moreover, there is another Envoy from my sect nearby searching for you, should be on his way here after hearing the disturbance, hmph, I advise you again, if you hand over the Golden Scale, I can let you go now.” “Oh, is that so?” Chen Yuan was wondering, Pockmarked Face mentioned that two Envoys from Feixian Sect came this time, how come he only saw one of them. That’s good. Quick decision. A cold light burst forth in his tiger eyes, the Profound Acupoint Secret beneath his left foot furiously urged, generating wind. The next second, the air suddenly emitted a shrill screeching sound. And the Chen Yuan transformed Mountain Lord True Form, with a thunderous noise on the spot, transformed into a stream of light, shooting towards Wu Ma. In a breath’s time. He arrived right in front of this Human Demon. The violent Fist Mastery fiercely smashed towards it. But just then, the Wu Ma Envoy pupils contracted, suddenly shouted “Quick” Chen Yuan’s fist thundered, piercing through the other’s figure. But it was just an afterimage. While the other party, at this time, appeared a hundred meters away. Chen Yuan let out a fierce laugh, once again burst forth, the figure closely followed. “You.....” This time, the other finally changed color. The Divine Skills he prided himself on were easily caught up to by this Mountain Lord. After he narrowly dodged Chen Yuan’s attack again, he rolled on the ground, and a sound like a horse’s long neigh emanated. Demonic Qi surged, The Feixian Sect Envoy underwent another transformation. Turning into a creature with a horse’s body and a human’s head. This was the second layer transformation of the Demon Seed. When the Demon Seed merged deeper, it manifested more characteristics of a Demon, and once fully merged, it would transform into a true Demon. This was the path sought by the Feixian Sect. A complete betrayal of the Human Clan. Upon seeing this horse-headed man transform, all one heard was its neigh. Its four hooves galloped furiously, as if not touching the ground, and its speed explosively increased once more. It raced toward the eastern forest. Because the Red Flood Dragon had gone there. The horse-faced man swore it was not because he was afraid of that arrogant tiger, but because he wanted to meet up with the Red Flood Dragon and then slaughter the foe together, by then no one should forget his contribution. At the same time, he thought to himself that after deploying the Second Layer of his transformation and increasing his speed explosively, that old tiger should not be able to catch up. But just then, a terrifying sonic boom startled the forest. And shocked the horse-faced man into looking back! The next second, his eyes were filled with horror. From afar, it seemed like an Ancient Fierce Beast was rampaging through the forest, collapsing mountains and piercing forests, approaching rapidly. Then, a tiger’s roar. The ground trembled, followed by a huge shadow suddenly leaping into the sky and descending from above. It smashed down viciously toward the horse-faced man. “Boom” The ground shook and the mountains trembled. Following this, there was a scream. Chen Yuan, in his Mountain Lord True Form, landed a punch that hurled the unprepared Wu Ma flying. With a horse-headed human body, it tumbled through the forest, knocking down one tree after another, and only stopped after sliding a hundred meters. Then, Chen Yuan’s feet trembled again. He leapt forward to face this man. This guy seemed only proficient in speed, and his physical body was not strong; his horse body was forcefully dented. He couldn’t help but cough up blood. Seeing Chen Yuan approaching, Wu Ma was panic-stricken. He hastily got up, attempting to flee for his life. Yet he saw Chen Yuan’s figure surge forward, his fist whistling through the air, About to slaughter this foe! But at that moment, a loud explosion burst forth unexpectedly from behind him. The speed was extremely fast! Already too late to dodge. Ambush? Chen Yuan’s expression darkened. Sword sounds droned within his body. Sword Qi vibrated from his body, taking the hit from the back. The next second, “Boom” The Sword Qi suddenly shrieked. It then trembled with a roar. Chen Yuan only felt a heavy blow to his back, accompanied by a scorching heat. Burning his skin. He could also hear a sizzling sound. Immediately, his facial expression twisted, and a trace of ferocity rose in the corner of his eyes. But this strike did not only fail to interrupt his attack momentum; instead, he used the force to lunge forward. He threw a punch. A scream was heard. Chen Yuan’s tiger claw brutally pierced through the horse-faced man’s body. His eyes, wide with pupils dilated, looked back at Chen Yuan, filled with fear and reluctance. While Chen Yuan, expressionless, shook his tiger arm. “Boom” His physical body was violently shattered by the surge of force. Ending up with the same fate as Wei Yang. Blood splattered everywhere. Then, Chen Yuan turned around, his cold tiger eyes looking towards the hilltop behind him. There stood a figure, clothes fluttering. Red robes, blue mask. A pair of pale golden vertical pupils filled with cold dominance. A surging flame gathered around his body. Blurring the surrounding void with scorch! It seemed that this was, the second Envoy sent by the Feixian Sect! Red Flood Dragon! Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes. He sensed a dangerous aura from this person. Silver light flickered in his pupils, But no change was shown. He spoke. “You must have been here for a while.” “Choosing to act only now.” “You probably didn’t want to save your comrade.” Chen Yuan felt the timing of the other’s action was perfect, Forcing him to take the hit without a chance to avoid. He then speculated in his mind. Red Flood Dragon heard it. As if he heard a joke, There was a long metallic chant as his throat vibrated. “Heh heh, Comrade, you jest.” “Within the Divine Sect, whose death matters not to me.” “His death is even better.” “No one will know I have obtained the Golden Scale from you.” “Of course!” Red Flood Dragon said with a laugh, his pale golden vertical pupils filled with indifference, articulating a few words. “You must also die!” As the last sentence fell, the hillock suddenly roared. It shattered. A mass of blazing fire burned fiercely, diving down. (ps: Afraid of delaying readers with three updates, changed to 3000 words per chapter, Monday is crucial, brothers, please keep up with the latest chapter, genius bows in thanks)