The Eternal Heart

Under the moon at night.

A woman, who looked as if she was a specter, leaped up from the pile of corpses. One could faintly see the side view of a deathly pale face.

Hiss!

A chilliness surfaced in everyone's hearts.

"This is the Third Fiend, Soul Scattering Fragrance..."

Bodyguard Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen's figures swayed as their stances wobbled to and fro. On top of that, two bodyguards at the Body Tempering stage had already fainted.

"This woman actually hid herself in the pile of corpses and laid out the Soul Scattering Fragrance beforehand."

Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen, two great martial artists at the Connective Meridian stage, looked a bit dumbstruck. Though they were gritting their teeth in intense rage, there was a tinge of despair on their faces as well.

Despair!

The "Soul Scattering Fragrance" was a murder weapon that made the Third Fiend famous. It was said that even those at the Connective Meridian stage found it very difficult to resist it.

Once that fragrance entered an individual's body, their brains would sink into a daze as their four limbs gradually grew weak. Thus, the individual would lose control over their bodies.

With the duo's level of cultivation, they could only barely persevere so that they wouldn't lose consciousness.

"Run for it, Young Lady, Young Noble—" Bodyguard Uncle Chen let out a low cry. He firmly held his shield as he covered Chen Ying'er and Chen Yu.

Even if he was going to die, he was going to protect the two geniuses in the clan before he left.

"Gege! You've been hit with my "Soul Scattering Fragrance"! Where do you think you can run away to?" the deathly pale woman sneered and pressed on towards the four of them as she was high up in the sky.

Pow!

The deathly pale woman slapped her palm towards Fifth Uncle Chen, who was on the other side.

This attack was somewhat unexpected.

She didn't attack Uncle Fang, who had a shield protecting him, nor did she attack Chen Ying'er and Chen Yu, who were being protected due to their important status.

Her target was Fifth Uncle Chen, who was all on his own.

"This is bad!"

Cold sweat drenched Fifth Uncle Chen's forehead. He pulled out his sword with much difficulty, his arms becoming more and more weak and lacking in strength. He simply couldn't brandish his sword at all.

"Don't harm Fifth Uncle!"

A tender shout could be heard as a padded yet soft Inner Breath rushed out from the side of Chen Ying'er's body.

One could only see Chen Ying'er's delicate and charming figure flash by as she arrived and slapped the Third Fiend, Soul Scattering Fragrance, from the side with her palm.

If the Third Fiend struck Fifth Uncle Chen, it would also be difficult for her to escape unscathed.

Besides, she felt that the rear attack was no small matter. The other party was under the influence of the Soul Scattering Fragrance, yet she still had such high combat strength.

Bang, pow!

The Third Fiend had no choice but to turn around and face Chen Ying'er's palm. A strong gale rushed forth all around upon impact.

Chen Ying'er let out a smothered groan as she fell a few steps back. A hint of red surfaced on her face.

"Huh! Little girl, you're so young, yet you're actually at the late Connective Meridian stage…" The Third Fiend let out a startled yet surprised cry.

She was at the late Connective Meridian stage herself and could gain the upper hand in her previous attack since the other party was under the influence of the Soul Scattering Fragrance.

"Baby… you're under the influence of the Soul Scattering Fragrance, yet you dare to use your Inner Breath indiscriminately. This will only bring out the power of this fragrance faster," the Third Fiend said in a devilish manner.

Chen Ying'er swayed as her expression changed greatly.

She had initially been hit by the Soul Scattering Fragrance, but she could suppress the fragrance through her sect's profound martial arts skill, thereby retaining fifty to sixty percent of her strength.

Unfortunately, the Soul Scattering Fragrance's effect rebounded and its ultimate strength was brought out when she rashly attacked just now.

"I'll kill you first!"

A desire to commit murder appeared on the Third Fiend's face. She floated high up in the air as she charged towards Chen Ying'er, whose body went soft.

At this moment.

Just as she was charging towards Chen Ying'er, a weak laugh could be heard from the side. "This Soul Scattering Fragrance's power is actually not that much…"

What?!

The Third Fiend froze for a moment in mid-air.

Whoosh!

Fiendish Cloud Fist!

The young man's fist summoned a surge of severe wind that was fiendish and tyrannical. A scathing murderous intent was locked onto her body.

In that instant, the Third Fiend seemed to hear a vicious beast roaring near her ears.

She felt an ice-cold fiendish qi from that powerful punch, feeling that her life was in imminent danger.

"Get lost!"

Under such frightening circumstances, the Third Fiend was unable to deal with Chen Ying'er. She turned her palm back and slapped Chen Yu in a hurry.

Her palm seemed to be weak, but it was actually like Ding Jiuhui's 'Willow Nether Finger'. There was Inner Breath hidden within it, but it had slightly more formidable power.

"Bronze Hand!"

A smear of a taunt hung on the corner of Chen Yu's lips.

Whoosh!

His fist inflated a bit out of thin air. A layer of deep bronze metal emerged on his fist with the most tremendous and oppressive force.

"This is bad!"

The qi and blood in the Third Fiend's entire body sank as she said that this situation was bad under her breath.

Bang, crack!

That large bronze hand struck the Third Fiend in an oppressive manner. It was as if the hand was just breaking a dead branch from a tree. As a result, she rolled high up in the sky.

The people beside her could faintly hear a sound resembling a dead tree branch snapping into two.

Soon after, a mournful and blood-curdling screech resounded throughout the night sky.

It could only be seen that a pale, dried-up woman was smashed to the ground. There was fresh blood dripping from her arm.

When one stared at her to take a look, the Third Fiend's arm drooped without strength. It had actually broken with a single punch!

"Child… you actually broke my hand. You're the first one to do so in many years!"

There were wisps of blood floating in the Third Fiend's eyes.

The resentment in her eyes resembled a malicious spirit in a panicked state as she stared unwaveringly at Chen Yu.

At the same time, the other three from the Chen Clan, namely Chen Ying'er, Bodyguard Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen, looked at Chen Yu with an indefinitely bewildered look on their faces.

At this time, an illusion emerged in their minds.

It was difficult to superimpose the tall, young man before their eyes with the young man in their memories.

One punch!

He actually broke the Third Fiend's arm in a single punch!

"Tsk, tsk! So what if I broke your arm off? I still want to break your dog legs off!"

Chen Yu blew a breath of hot air on his fist.

Whoosh!

His body swayed as he propelled himself towards the injured deathly pale woman at a terrifying speed.

"No!!!"

The deathly pale woman was immensely startled. She never thought that Chen Yu would be so savage. To think that he even wanted to break her legs off after breaking her arm.

But, in actuality, what frightened her the most was that Chen Yu was much faster than she had anticipated.

If this were under normal circumstances, she wouldn't fear Chen Yu's pursuit and attack with her martial arts form. However, her arms had been broken off, and she had even sustained internal injuries. As such, her speed was less than sixty percent of its peak.

In a moment, Chen Yu was just like a vicious beast as he pounced at the Third Fiend.

Whoosh—

The rapid yet sharp whistling of wind breaking could be heard in the night sky.

A cold beam of light stabbed at Chen Yu's nape at a crafty angle.

"Careful!"

"It's the Second Fiend, Bloody Poison Dart!" Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen could not help but shout out.

"Hmm?"

Chen Yu responded extremely quickly as his expression sank.

He stretched a hand out before circulating his Bronze Statue Technique. A bronze layer surfaced on his entire palm.

Ding, ka!

The crisp sound of metal could be heard under the dim light of the night.

The sight of a bronze-like finger forcibly shattering a Three-Pronged Dart to pieces was the only thing that could be seen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Soon after, a few Three-Pronged Darts attacked Chen Yu's head, waist, and even his lower regions in a consecutive manner.

Ding! Ding! Ding...

Chen Yu used his tyrannical methods to cut those hidden weapon attacks open.

However, in just a short period of time, that injured Third Fiend escaped tens of meters away. She fled into a mountainous forest up ahead and rendezvoused with another figure.

"Yu'er, don't chase after a cornered enemy." Fifth Uncle Chen's voice could be heard stopping Chen Yu's pursuit.

"So be it. After all, the Castellan's additional bounty isn't considered if I kill this Third Fiend." Chen Yu dusted his hands and slowly returned.

The Castellan's bounty was directed towards the leader of Honghu's Three Fiends, Reaper's Hand.

It was said that the strength of the Great Fiend, Reaper's Hand, amongst Honghu's Three Fiends, was the most incomprehensible.

When Chen Yu returned, Chen Ying'er had already recovered. Fifth Uncle Chen and Uncle Fang had also recovered a little.

Chen Ying'er then used the Heart Purification Pill handed down from generation to generation within the Water Moon Sect.

"You have this pill medicine, so why didn't you take it out earlier?" Chen Yu was speechless.

Chen Ying'er's tiny face turned red as she coldly harrumphed, "It was an emergency situation at that time, so I didn't manage to react in time. Besides, even if I took the Heart Purification Pill, it takes time for the medicine to take effect."

"Besides, you don't need the antidote either!"

Chen Ying'er curled her lips.

The few people on the scene looked at Chen Yu in a somewhat strange manner.

The Soul Scattering Fragrance was the murder weapon that made the Three Fiends famous. Many experts once harbored a grudge against this fragrance.

Just before their eyes, seven or eight corpses perished because of this fragrance.

The four of them temporarily rested and reorganized themselves on the spot for a short period of time.

"Young Miss, Young Noble Chen. I think this journey is rather dangerous. If the Second and Third Fiend has such strength, it's difficult to imagine how terrifying the Great Fiend is going to be…"

Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen exchanged a glance as their faces revealed their intent to retreat.

The duo evidently wanted to beat the drum of retreat.

If it wasn't for Chen Yu and Chen Ying'er, the duo might have already lost their lives to hell just now.

"We can't even handle such mere Three Fiends, so what face does this young lady have in returning to the sect? Also, didn't you beat the Third Fiend to the point where she was disabled just now?"

Chen Ying'er shook her head like a drum-shaped rattle.

"If we're going to return, we have to wait until we get the Great Fiend's head." Chen Yu shook his head.

In that short duration of fighting just now, he had utilized the "Fiendish Cloud Boxing Technique" and unleashed its viciousness, thereby comprehending a tinge of the [Fiendish Cloud Fist]'s charm.

There was hope for the realm of his [Fiendish Cloud Fist] to progress a level further if this continued onwards. It also benefited his cultivation of the "Fiendish Cloud Inner Breath" in the future.

"Even without the bounty, I still want to continue killing Honghu's Three Fiends."

A faint trace of fiendish qi appeared between Chen Yu's forehead, which caused Uncle Fang and Fifth Uncle Chen to tremble with fear in their hearts.

...

At the same time, two figures shuttled between the mountainous forest.

"Third Younger Sister, are you alright?"

A young man dressed in black was supporting another woman, who was deathly pale.

That deathly pale woman was the Third Fiend, Soul Scattering Fragrance, who had her arm broken by Chen Yu with a single punch.

"It's no big deal. I applied the 'Bone Replenishing Ointment' just now. It has superbly miraculous effects. I got it from a disciple of that sect I previously killed…"

The arm of the deathly pale woman had already been bound up and fixed properly at this moment.

Her expression sank as she wore a look of resentment on her face. "That boy from before is really evil. He has astonishingly powerful strength, as if he was a vicious beast in human skin."

"That's no problem. It just so happens that the leader can restrain people who orthodoxly cultivate external martial arts techniques. If the leader was here, he could take his life with a single palm," said the young man dressed in black disdainfully.

At this moment, a long whistle could be heard coming from the peak of a mountain in the distance.

"Quick! The leader is telling us to convene!"

The expression on the face of the young man dressed in black changed as he leaped in that direction with the woman who was deathly pale.

...

At the same time, a dark-faced middle-aged man stood on the hilltop. His hands were turned behind his back as there was a cold netherworldly look in his eyes.

A sweet, fair and graceful woman wearing a torn yet gorgeous skirt was bound to a tree stump behind him. The outline of the side of her face could only be seen under the dim light of the night.

"Release the young lady!"

Four experts at the Connective Meridian stage confronted the dark-faced middle-aged man as though they were facing a great enemy.

It was very difficult to imagine that this average and mediocre man was the leader of Honghu's Three Fiends, who rampaged over a region.

Attack!

The leader was an old man at the late Connective Meridian stage, who took the lead to attack the dark-faced middle-aged man.

When faced with the joint attack of all four of them from all sides, the dark-faced middle-aged man stood where he was and did not dodge at all. If one paid attention, they would realize that a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

A moment after, the hilltop swayed.

That dark-faced middle-aged man stood where he was and did not seem to move at all. He merely struck the four of them once with his palm in a manner that was as light as a feather.

Ah!

The old man at the late Connective Meridian stage, who was the leader of the four, suddenly let out a blood-curdling screech and spat out blood before he instantlydied!

He only punched the old man with the dark face once.

Bathump! Bathump!

Each and every one of the three remaining experts at the Connective Meridian stage, who had come in contact with the dark-faced middle-aged man's hand, spat out blood in a flash before they fell to the ground.