Chapter 207: Chapter 182: Edged Weapons Embodied

Top-tier warriors have always had first-class control over battle opportunities.

Just like now, upon realizing that his attack could not break through the giant’s defense, the prairie khan shifted his gaze to Du Chengfeng. Seeing Du Chengfeng’s two heads, the prairie khan decisively chose to strike.

The reason, of course, was that this unfamiliar challenger showed a weak side.

Though the two heads bore similar faces, the difference was evident: one head had eyes full of arrogance, revealing dominance between the brows, while the other was calm, clearly just an ordinary person—an obvious sign of a nearing mental split, indicating an impending monstrous transformation due to the inability to suppress the Evil Qi within.

So, strike when he is vulnerable, and take his life.

To be eligible to challenge the Emperor of Southern Chen, he naturally had extraordinary skills, which also meant that as long as he devoured the Evil Qi of the opponent, he should obtain the power to confront the Emperor directly—and he was also very certain that the Emperor of Southern Chen would not intervene in this process.

After all, in their previous encounters, he had already understood what that giant wanted.

What the giant required was merely a qualified challenger, a genuine life-and-death opponent, and the origin or appearance of this opponent was not particularly important.

Just like him, what he needed was merely war, rivers of blood, only endless mountains of corpses could satisfy his inner hunger and thirst.

He was very hungry, really hungry.

"So, since you can’t even maintain your sanity, why not leave your life to me."

Thinking this, the trident spear in the prairie khan’s hand had already pierced Du Chengfeng’s chest and abdomen.

But it was only the chest and abdomen that were pierced.

The expected bisecting cut did not occur; something harder had jammed the trident spear.

It was a hard bird beak, which was now tightly biting the blade of the trident spear.

"Yi hee hee hee hee—"

From Du Chengfeng’s chest and abdomen, a human face with a bird beak emitted a piercing laugh.

"A Qing! We have to survive!"

Immediately, an arm like that of a bear delivered a heavy punch to the prairie khan’s head.

Such an attack, of course, couldn’t make the prairie khan release his weapon, but immediately, hundreds and thousands of scimitars and Bone Flower Warhammers gushed out, striking the prairie khan’s body.

"I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!"

Every arm was marked with a human face, every weapon bore a human visage, and they screamed hoarsely, desperately slashing.

Amidst these overwhelming weapons, faces of southern people were even mixed in.

"I haven’t climbed up yet! I haven’t gained fame and achievement! I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die yet!"

Again and again, the Bone Sword stabbed at the prairie khan’s wings, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

He had seen many monsters whose sanity was devoured by Evil Qi, and had even slain many with his own hands, but he had never seen such a monster, never seen a monster in such a form.

What exactly was he facing?

"He is no longer human."

Just as the prairie khan was swinging the trident spear, striving to tear apart the countless weapons in front of him, the giant behind him spoke.

At this moment, the lack of concern on the giant’s face was replaced by rare seriousness.

Once upon a time, he too thought this person named Du Chengfeng might be considered similar to him, as they were walking almost the same path. But now it seemed... this person he once favored was even crazier than him.

At this moment, the giant suddenly felt a sense of relief.

At least compared to such a monster, he still counted as a human being.

"Such a monster..."

"How can you speak like that, why even curse?"

It sounded like a voice, or like hundreds of thousands of voices speaking simultaneously.

"Saying I am not human?"

Saying this, over three hundred arms raised high, hurling the weapons in their hands at the giant.

Those weapons struck the giant’s body, leaving not a trace, but immediately among those empty arms, new bone weapons emerged.

That was intense killing intent, surging resentment, pure malice, and the wail of the deceased.

It was the so-called Evil Qi manifesting in the world.

"So you all were always hiding within my body."

Within that massive monster, in a mind filled with chilling killing intention, Du Chengfeng looked at the countless spears, swords, and halberds pointing at him.

"You all have always wanted me dead."

Responding to Du Chengfeng were only the blades coming at him.

Only by tearing apart his remaining consciousness could they fully occupy this flesh and body, and only by destroying this remaining sanity could the grievances of these deceased spirits see the light of day again.

"No wonder..."

Du Chengfeng sighed.

No wonder he clearly wanted nothing but a peaceful life, yet inexplicably walked this path of killing, no wonder as a man of peace, he began to become actively combative—he once thought this was a necessity for pursuing power, a path that had to be taken to ensure stability in life.

But now it seemed...

Perhaps along the way, there indeed were external forces pushing him from behind.

It was something he once saw as a source of power, it was the tremendous and surging Evil Qi—but now, he knew what this so-called Evil Qi actually was.

It was the final resentment left by those who died under his blade, pure and searing ultimate killing intent.

Indeed, in the past, as long as he demonstrated enough determination and strength, these Evil Qi would heed his command, enact his will, even as if moving an arm as he willed.

But this did not mean that the grievances of those deceased had given up their hatred towards him.

They had always been waiting, waiting for the right moment, waiting for the chance to fully occupy this body and return to the world.

So that everything in this world could experience the pain and death they once went through.

Of course, if it were just to such an extent, they might never get this opportunity. Scattered as they were, how could they possibly fight against someone who had once slain them head-on?

But now, they had a leader.

"There has never been anything like peaceful and stable life! This is reality!"

In his consciousness, standing before Du Chengfeng, a being identical to him raised an Overlord Halberd against him.

"We are the ones who are right! We will kill everything in this world!"

"Ah..."

Facing the blade of the Overlord Halberd coming down, facing spears, swords, and halberds charging from all directions, Du Chengfeng neither dodged nor evaded, he merely lifted his head.

He saw the light.