Aspiring to the Immortal Path

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The fiend soldiers were clearly stronger than the fiends Tang Jie had killed earlier. This strength wasn't just in terms of cultivation level, but also in terms of methods and teamwork.

Almost all the fiend soldiers were at the middle grade of Mind Opening or above, and all of them were outstanding among their peers. There were ten to a squad, all trained in combination spells, and able to attack and retreat in unison, thus multiplying their power. Three squads of middle-grade Mind Opening fiend soldiers put together were comparable to a Spirit Ring cultivator. Even Tang Jie couldn't help but silently praise the fiends of this place.

But while he felt admiration, this level of strength still wasn't enough to pose a threat to him. As hundreds of fiend soldiers charged in, Tang Jie put two fingers together and chopped them down in front of him, upon which a sharp wave of energy sliced through the air, creating a fissure of more than a thousand feet along the street: the Matchless Slash. This had originally been a saber spell art, but Tang Jie was now using his fingers as the saber. Despite this, he had no difficulties using it, and one swipe of his fingers instantly killed twenty-some fiend soldiers.

Yiyi then waved a little hand, upon which countless vines shot out of the ground and began to greedily suck on the corpses, seizing their blood essence.

The fiend general was furious and lunged at Tang Jie. A white bolt of energy shot out of his spear, beaming toward Tang Jie and serving as the general's vanguard.

Tang Jie raised a hand, and the bolt of spear energy struck the center of his palm in a splash of blood.

Looking at his palm, Tang Jie chuckled. "It could injure me? It seems you have some skill."

The fiend general was aghast, crying out, "That's impossible! My Silver Horn Spear can punch holes through metal and shatter jade. How could you so easily block it?"

"'Punch holes in metal and shatter jade'?" Tang Jie smirked. "You think this attack is worthy of that description? Let me show what that truly means!"

He rushed forward and thrust a finger at the fiend general's forehead.

The fiend general knew that it was in trouble, and with a roar, it got on all fours and resumed its original form, a silver-horned bull. Its silver spear was none other than the sharp horn growing from the top of its head. Upon assuming its original form, it lowered its head and charged at Tang Jie.

Tang Jie was unmoved, continuing to thrust his finger.

The finger instantly pulverized that tough horn, after which it pierced through the bull's forehead, boring a large and bloody hole in it. The berserk power in the finger entered through the hole and wreaked havoc within the bull's body, annihilating its life force. Only then did Tang Jie slowly draw back his finger.

The horned bull swayed as if in disbelief that a mighty Transformation great fiend had died to one finger from a single human, but in the end, it reluctantly collapsed.

The remaining fiend soldiers saw this and instantly froze, none of them daring to charge in.

"Ah, lost a bull horn," Yiyi sighed in regret.

"It's fine. There will be more after this," Tang Jie replied.

At this moment, a roar came from the distance. "What arrogant fool dares to wreak havoc in my Hundred Battle City!?"

This thunderous roar resounded through the heavens, brimming with majesty. From the sound of it, this newcomer was clearly much stronger than the fiend general that Tang Jie had just killed.

Tang Jie was unmoved as he whispered, "They're here."

A boundless cloud of smoke appeared in the distance, rapidly approaching. In the middle of this smoke was a vast army of fiend soldiers and generals. There were thirty-some generals, with seven or eight of them being at the middle grade of Transformation.

The fiend general from earlier was only the vanguard. The main force had now arrived.

At the rear of the fiend army was a war chariot.

This war chariot was pulled along by eight golden eagles, and the chariot was circled by flames. Seated upon the chariot was a hulking man wearing a large red cape and a crown, carrying a hammer of violet gold. This was a fiend king who had to at least be at the upper grade of Transformation, and he was furiously staring at the two intruders.

Yiyi panicked a little, but when she looked at Tang Jie, she found that his eyes were burning with fighting intent.

The Dao of the Martial Lord was the Dao of a hundred battles!

Having inherited the Martial Lord's techniques, he had also inherited the Martial Lord's will and attitude.

And the Martial Lord's will was to fight to the very end, never backing down!

The cloud of smoke swept forward, and that fiend king in the clouds angrily looked down and roared, "I am the Violet Flame King, Lord of Hundred Battle City! Who is it down below that dares to kill the people of my fiend race?"

Tang Jie glared up at the fiend king and chuckled. Licking his lips, he said, "What's with all the chatter? Let's get fighting already."

He turned around and reached out, his arm abruptly extending and seizing a nearby fiend. He then hurled this fiend at one of the fiend generals, who unexpectedly exploded into chunks of flesh upon impact.

The Violet Flame King was furious. He pointed at Tang Jie and shouted, "Kill him!"

Countless fiend soldiers descended from the sky, little black dots instantly blotting out the sky.

"That's the way!" Tang Jie loudly laughed and then let out a mighty roar.

"Raaaa!" Tang Jie's body began to rapidly grow, swiftly turning into a giant that stood more than twenty meters tall. This was his real form.

Upon regaining his original size, he swung his hand at the air like he was swatting flies. Any fiend soldiers he struck were instantly flattened, and his one swing swept up great numbers of them.

Fiends fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot. Tang Jie kept swinging his arms, creating bursts of blood wherever he swung them.

It was as if a cloud of mosquitoes were attacking a human. The human was desperately waving his hands to disperse the mosquitoes.

Life instantly became worthless, the fiends being like moths to the flame, all of them being obliterated from existence. But their attacks weren't entirely useless. Just like how even tiny mosquitoes could eventually drain a person of blood, the storm of spell arts battering Tang Jie's body was wearing away at him, no matter how tough it was. Although these were all minor wounds, the terrifying number of them instantly magnified the level of damage by hundreds of times. The worst of all was that the attacks were neverending, so even with Tang Jie's tough constitution and impressive recovery, he inevitably started to feel the pain—enough mosquito bites could kill someone.

"Yiyi, let out Black Sin!" Tang Jie roared, his head drenched in blood.

"Mm!" Yiyi excitedly replied.

The fiend city had countless fiends, which was the ideal situation for Black Sin. It was just that a fiend's entire body was valuable, and letting Black Sin eat them all was a huge waste, so Yiyi hadn't used it and had tried her best to harvest them all herself.

But now that the fiend army was attacking in full force, there was no need to keep hiding strength. As she raised her hands, the fissure Tang Jie had created widened, and mighty roars came from the abyss that made all the fiends pale.

Countless black vines wriggled out like snakes, and then they shot into the air and began to wrap around the fiends and pull them into the abyss. What followed were countless screams, with the volume rising and falling depending on the number of fiends swept up, creating some sort of vast and twisted symphony.

As Tang Jie killed and slaughtered without abandon, oceans of fiend blood drenched him completely scarlet, but he didn't care in the slightest, continuing to swing his fists at the clouds. His arm was like the wooden pestle used to pound garlic, with the clouds being the mortar and the fiend soldiers being the garlic. With each smash of the pestle, countless cloves of garlic would be pounded into paste.

He killed so quickly and so profusely that Yiyi, who was focused only on collecting the corpses, was starting to get overworked, so Tang Jie had to call out the ghost guard. Alas, these two powerful allies had fallen to the status of corpse collectors.

Blood deluged down, and the minor fiends who had been lucky enough to survive Tang Jie's onslaught were scared out of their wits. They had never imagined that they would be facing an evil god in the form of a human, and they began to back away. As for those humans who had been captured as slaves, their eyes began to glow as they finally saw hope.

After being enslaved for several years under the fiends, they finally saw a chance at freedom and life.

Some of the human slaves began to furtively make their way out of the city.

A fiend saw this and wanted to stop them, but a vine came shooting out of the distance and nailed the fiend to the wall. Yiyi then shouted, "Hurry and go!"

The human slaves were delighted and began to run out of the city.

"Yiyi, there are also other humans here. Have the bean soldiers attack the city and cover the departure of the humans," Tang Jie shouted.

Although he had given a spiel about how it was the way of the world, how it was perfectly normal, for fiends to eat humans, that didn't mean that he would ignore it and refuse to save who could be saved. As he was now drawing the attention of the main fiend force, this was the perfect chance to save the humans.

Yiyi nodded and sowed the bean soldiers. She spoke a few words to Tang Dou, who nodded and personally led his "army" in attacking the rest of the fiend city.

The fiend king was furious at this. Pointing at Tang Jie, he shouted, "Work together and attack him!"

The fiend generals called out in unison and flew up into the air. They thrust out their palms simultaneously, their energies combining into an enormous claw that descended toward Tang Jie.

This was the combined power of thirty-some Transformation great fiends, so not even Tang Jie dared to underestimate it.

His face turned serious as power began to radiate from his body. Activating the Formless Golden Body, Tang Jie jumped into the air and threw a punch at the giant claw.

The Dao of the Martial Lord was to never retreat no matter the adversary! Even though he knew that he was no match for the combined might of thirty-some fiend generals, Tang Jie still charged right in.

Fist and claw collided, and Tang Jie's enormous body was blasted away.

The fiends cried out in victory. This giant had been far too terrifying, and the fiends rejoiced to see that it had finally been felled.

But a moment later, Tang Jie clambered up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. With a savage laugh, he shouted, "Ah, that's the stuff! Again!"

He jumped into the air and let out another thunderous punch.

Aghast, the fiends hastily combined their powers again.

The combined might of thirty-some Transformation great fiends once more succeeded in pushing Tang Jie back to the ground.

The fiends heaved a sigh of relief, amazed at how difficult to deal with this giant was.

Before they could even finish the thought, Tang Jie got back up again and roared, "Continue!" before charging back into the fray.

The fiends were all baffled and horrified. Even the Violet Flame King stood up and shouted, "Madman!"

The surging blasts of energy from Tang Jie's fists forced the fiends to once more combine their might.

Tang Jie threw himself at the heavens again and again, and while his strength was currently no match for the combined might of thirty-some fiend generals, his tough body and recovery ability cared little for the little damage he was sustaining. The damage he sustained from each collision was quickly healed, and he would once more go on the offensive.

He was like an inexhaustible tiger, exerting limitless strength.

But the fiend generals weren't so lucky.

They didn't have Tang Jie's terrifying endurance and healing, and their repeated attacks gradually began to drain them dry. Finally, under Tang Jie's berserk offensive, a fiend general faltered and was obliterated by the torrent of energy from Tang Jie's steely fist.

Translator Notes

Tang Jie is basically roleplaying as Godzilla right now, or maybe King Kong, since he isn't exactly spitting out laser beams.