Damian continued going deeper and deeper into the forest, and soon, he heard several explosions in the distance, meaning he had finally arrived at the deeper area.

A short while later, he stopped as he heard the sound of weapons clashing nearby. When he turned his head, he could see a fight happening not too far away.

To his surprise, all of the cultivators fighting there were actually Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Without hesitation, Damian headed toward the fight, and soon, he saw that they were fighting over a glowing crimson herb growing near a rocky valley.

The herb emitted dense spiritual fluctuations, while faint red mist surrounded it.

The moment Damian saw it, even he could immediately tell that it was definitely valuable.

But the moment he entered the area, the other cultivators also noticed him, and after seeing his face, almost all of them directly laughed hard.

One cultivator with a sword quickly smirked mockingly as he recognized him.

"What the hell? How can you be here, Damian? Aren’t you that famous show-off Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Another one with narrowed eyes also nodded. "Yeah, this is the area for real cultivators, not some fake one like you."

Damian only sighed, as he had already expected this. The original owner was quite infamous within the city, not because of his strength, but because of how flashy and useless he was.

Most people knew him as someone who wasted money recklessly just to maintain his appearance, despite possessing mediocre talent and combat ability.

Then, one cultivator with a scarred face crossed his arms while sneering openly. "Interesting. I didn’t think a show-off like you would dare to come here to the deeper regions."

The sword cultivator nodded, then turned serious. "Seriously, Damian, did you come here to collect corpses or what? You should have gone to the outer region, not here."

Damian completely ignored them and slowly looked at all of them, sensing their cultivation realms.

There were about six Foundation Establishment cultivators here, and from their auras, Damian could tell that none of them were above the Third Stage.

This knowledge made him grin, because although he was only at the Second Stage, he had a special spiritual root and mutated Qi.

He didn’t believe any of these cultivators had a spiritual root as good as his, and also...

The difference between the First Stage and Third Stage was not that big, since they were still considered the lower stages of the cultivation realm.

Without replying, Damian slowly walked toward the crimson herb again before resting his hand on his sword, ready to draw it.

The sword cultivator noticed this and sneered. "You... don’t tell me you actually plan to compete with us for the herb. Are you crazy?"

The narrow-eyed one snorted. "Damian, you need to realize your own strength. You’re just a lucky bastard who managed to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, not a real expert."

The scar-faced cultivator also looked toward Damian coldly. "Let me give you some advice. Get lost before you die without even leaving a corpse behind. This is my last warning."

Damian only grinned as he drew his sword, not caring about their threats at all.

"Finished talking? What I do here is none of your damn business. You weak cultivators should just shut up and get the hell out of my way."

The moment he said that, the entire area instantly became silent, and unlike what Damian expected, all of them suddenly burst out laughing hard.

The saber cultivator laughed so hard he nearly bent over. "Did this idiot hit his head somewhere? How can he call us weak right in front of our faces?"

The scar-faced cultivator only laughed for a moment before his expression darkened. "Looks like you really want to die today."

BOOM!

All of them directly erupted with their Foundation Establishment aura to scare Damian away, but Damian stayed calm.

His foundation was now truly perfect, so how could these incomplete Foundation Establishment cultivators scare him?

He raised his sword and turned toward them. Although his swordsmanship was still rough and clumsy...

His sword was a top-rank profound-grade weapon that could easily kill even mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, so why the hell would he be scared of them?

Without another word, he erupted with his Thunder Qi, and it instantly covered Damian’s body, surprising all of them.

The saber cultivator was shocked. "How can this be? How did your Qi mutate into thunder-attribute Qi?"

Before they could react any further, Damian directly rushed forward violently with his inelegant and crude footwork.

The saber cultivator instantly widened his eyes in horror before Damian’s sword directly sliced through his saber and head at the same time.

Blood exploded everywhere, shocking the other cultivators, but Damian didn’t stop and directly rushed toward them.

The sword cultivator frowned as he raised his sword and clashed with Damian’s. "How can this be? How did your strength suddenly rise so much? What the hell happened to you?"

Damian only grinned and pushed his sword forward. To the sword cultivator’s horror, it directly sliced through his sword and his neck in one clean cut.

After killing two cultivators, Damian’s confidence grew even higher because he never thought that killing cultivators in the same realm could be this easy.

As expected, if your cultivation wasn’t strong enough, you could just make up for it with external things. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Soon, the remaining cultivators immediately panicked, never thinking that this could happen. "Retreat! This bastard was hiding his strength before!"

But Damian became focused, as he wasn’t going to let them escape.

Trouble would definitely follow later if they managed to get away.

BOOM!

Damian used Thunder Qi on his feet to make himself even faster as he directly chased after them, and with only a few sword strikes, he killed them all.

Then only one cultivator was left, which was the scar-faced cultivator who had threatened him the most.

Seeing that he was the only one left, he was scared shitless. He directly knelt down and begged, bowing his head to the ground.

"Senior Damian, please forgive me! I am just a stupid cultivator who failed to recognize your greatness."

But to his shock, the moment Damian walked toward him, without saying a single word, Damian simply struck his sword at the back of his neck.

He killed him instantly without giving him any chance to fight back or talk at all.

Soon, the entire valley became stained with blood, and after Damian looked at all of them, his stomach churned violently.

"Ugh!"

Damian immediately vomited onto the ground, unable to endure the sight at all, even though this was already his second time killing people.

"Damn... no matter how many times this happens... this still feels horrible."