I Cheated While Cultivating

Unprecedented silence!

Those on the walls of Changlin City were all staring with their mouths agape, incredulously watching the scene unfolding before their eyes, many people gaping and desperately rubbing their eyes, wishing to confirm whether what they saw was real.

Oh my heavens!

This was a Demon King, possessing monstrous strength, a formidable ruler of a faction of monsters. Among the humans, perhaps only those powerhouses at the Seventh Rank level could kill such a being.

Moreover, even for the mighty figures of the current age at the Seventh Rank, killing a Demon King, even a newly promoted one, was supposed to take considerable effort and the casting of techniques.

Essentially, it was necessary to use the qi produced by the Demon Slayer’s bloodline to perform techniques that would slay the Demon King.

Yet what Zhou Heng had done was completely different from the methods of a Demon Slayer.

He had actually used the strength of his body, the physical power of a human, to tear the body of the Black Hawk Demon King in half, just like tearing a piece of paper.

This was too inconceivable, utterly beyond comprehension.

How could humans possibly possess such tremendous strength, and how could their bodies bear such an immense force??

Particularly for Wang He, a powerful Demon Slayer, who knew the methods of Demon Slayers better than most, he had never seen any Demon Slayer possessing physical strength like Zhou Heng’s.

Even those at the Seventh Rank level could not possibly have bodies this strong.

This person… no, is he really a human or a monster?

Wang He couldn’t help but wildly speculate.

It was inevitable.

After all, the strength and methods Zhou Heng had displayed completely surpassed the understanding and comprehension of this Demon Slayer.

If those watching from the walls of Changlin City were shocked to this extent, then the White Snake coiled on Zhou Heng’s shoulder, at such a close distance, could feel the terror and ferocity of his power even more acutely.

It lowered its head, curled up, and was trembling, filled with fear and regret.

It even began to loathe itself for its previous foolishness, for not believing in Zhou Heng’s strength and for mocking him with words. It was simply courting death.

At such a close distance, the White Snake could see everything more clearly than anyone else.

It watched with its own eyes as the Black Hawk Demon King, upon being grabbed by the shoulders by Zhou Heng, struggled to escape. But no matter how much force the Demon King exerted, no matter how desperately it struggled, it couldn’t move an inch.

Zhou Heng’s pair of palms were like the strongest metal in the world, firmly imprisoning the entire body of the Black Hawk Demon King and making it impossible for him to break free.

However, the Black Hawk Demon King’s struggles didn’t last long, because the power contained within Zhou Heng’s hands quickly erupted.

At that moment, the White Snake could clearly hear the sound of the Black Hawk Demon King’s shoulder bones being crushed.

For instance, the sound of ribs being torn apart, shoulder blades breaking, the spine being pulled apart… flesh being ripped open, sinews snapping, blood spilling everywhere, organs falling out…

A newly appointed Demon King, and yet he was torn in half by Zhou Heng’s sheer brute force.

To any monster witnessing this scene, it would inspire madness and an unparalleled terror.

At the same time, it would cast deep doubt upon themselves and even on their entire Demon Clan.

Why could the Demon King, who had practiced ardently for over five hundred years, be so effortlessly overpowered by a youth who appeared to be less than twenty years old?

Having painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years to become a monster and take on human form, could it really be inferior to the strength of humans who had only been cultivating for a mere decade or two?

It was absurd!

Now, the lesser monsters that had come with the Black Hawk Demon King were plunged into a similar crisis of self-doubt.

They looked at the Black Hawk Demon King torn in two by Zhou Heng, all shaking in fright, momentarily confused about what they were even doing here.

However, the instinct to survive quickly roused them from their fear and self-doubt, one after another, they all frantically fled in every direction.

Zhou Heng casually tossed the two halves of the Black Hawk Demon King’s corpse, which had started to revert to its original form, on the ground, and then continuously clapped his hands forward, whereupon streams of golden thunder exploded from his palms.

Palm Thunder!

Using Palm Thunder to clear the field of these monsters, the strongest of which were at best equivalent to the peak of the Eighth Rank, was already giving them a lot of respect. Dying by thunderstrike could be considered a decent end for the monsters.

Boom!

Boom! Thunderous rolls!!

Thunder cracked in all directions, with bolts of lightning like wild golden snakes spreading far and wide. In the flash and flicker, they struck down the remaining little demons one by one, turning them all into charred smithereens.

Scattered by the wind, they were all gone.

With that, the area in front of Changlin City was thoroughly cleared; aside from the bodies of the Black Hawk Demon King, which had reverted to their original form, there were no more traces of any monsters.

On the city wall, Wang He, who was close to burning out, staggered to the forefront of the wall. He then bowed deeply to Zhou Heng outside the city, prostrating with utter respect.

“I am eternally grateful for your great kindness sir, Changlin City will never forget, Wang He will never forget!”

As he knelt, all the soldiers on the wall of Changlin City followed suit, bowing respectfully to Zhou Heng while shouting gratefully at the top of their lungs.

“I am eternally grateful for your great kindness, sir. Changlin City will never forget. We will never forget!!”

“I am eternally grateful for your great kindness, sir. Changlin City will never forget. We will never forget!!”

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Zhou Heng entered the city amidst the incredibly enthusiastic welcome of the city’s soldiers and citizens.

Every gaze aimed at him was filled with gratitude.

It was gratitude that came from deep within their hearts, from the very core of their beings.

The siege by the monsters, especially led by such a powerful Demon King, could be described as a catastrophe for Changlin City.

The fact that everyone within Changlin City was still alive was all thanks to Zhou Heng.

This was a truth that every citizen of Changlin understood well.

However, facing such intense enthusiasm, Zhou Heng was a bit overwhelmed, especially as many girls seemed to want to rush over, though he didn’t know for what exactly.

As a result, Zhou Heng had to quietly employ his evasive moves, swiftly escaping from the crowd, and under the pretext of checking on the City Lord’s wounds, he quickly made his way to the City Lord’s residence in Changlin.

Wang He was still alive.

Originally, after burning his lifeforce, he indeed was on the edge of death, about to die.

But before death could claim him, Zhou Heng had temporarily suspended Wang He’s life force with the Gentle Rain Spell, just managing to preserve his life.

Afterward, Zhou Heng refined the residual vital essence from the Black Hawk Demon King’s corpse to nourish Wang He’s body, which finally pulled him back from the brink of death.

Inside the City Lord’s residence, upon hearing of Zhou Heng’s arrival, Wang He quickly went out to greet him personally, with utmost respect.

“Mr. Zhou, the citizens of Changlin City must have been very enthusiastic,” Wang He said with a smile, noticing Zhou Heng’s slightly disheveled clothes. “Please don’t mind them, they all want to express their gratitude to you.”

“I understand,” Zhou Heng nodded lightly, smiling as he said, “City Lord Wang, I’ve come this time to inquire about something from you.”

“What is it? Please speak, sir,” Wang He asked, puzzled.