Global Game: I Can Choose Instance Rewards-Chapter 413 - 305: Kill, and a Part

"Thinking of using blood to heal? It’s not that easy now..."

Wang Zhifan saw the demon trying to repeat its old trick, but he felt no pressure. This was because, during their previous exchanges, he had managed to inflict damage imbued with his saber intent on the demon.

And the saber intent he cultivated had two simple special effects: healing ban and resurrection ban.

This was actually the key to his confidence in being able to kill the demon with his blade skill. Otherwise, the demon’s ability to change quickly and recover would make it very tough to kill without some other skills.

While contemplating this, Wang Zhifan didn’t stop and quickly employed the Wind and Thunder Heaven-Treading Skill to chase after the blood mist the demon turned into, preparing to inflict more Spirit damage with his Menghua Blade Skill. After all, relying solely on physical damage was nearly ineffective against this opponent.

The Quicksand Sword Sect Leader, Mr. Luu, who had been targeted by the demon, already activated his Lightweight Skill to escape frantically, avoiding confrontation with the demon.

During his escape, he was smart enough not to run blindly into the distance, instead choosing to circle around, heading near Wang Zhifan and Sect Leader Xiong, allowing those capable of confronting the demon to take over.

Especially Wang Zhifan, the young man who had just made the demon suffer heavily. Mr. Luu felt Wang Zhifan was more suitable than Sect Leader Xiong, as he was the only one he had seen injure the demon severely.

Wang Zhifan ignored Mr. Luu using him as a shield and charged directly at the demon with clear intent. The Wolf-Slaying Blade in his hand radiated dazzling brilliance, frightening the blood mist aiming to pursue Mr. Luu to change direction and rush towards the interior of the Wind Snow Tower.

"He’s going to target the people inside the tower!"

Sect Leader Xiong shouted again upon seeing this situation. He had already predicted the possible tactics the demon might adopt, but unfortunately, his personal speed was somewhat lacking.

By this time, Wang Zhifan had already pushed the Wind and Thunder Heaven-Treading Skill to the limit, moving faster than Sect Leader Xiong, almost neck and neck with the blood mist, heading towards the next level of the Wind Snow Tower, which was the seventh floor.

In this race against time, the demon suddenly realized that due to his heavy injuries, his speed had slightly decreased. Otherwise, he would have caught up with Mr. Luu from the Quicksand Sword Sect and wouldn’t be unable to shake off the pursuing Wang Zhifan.

To overcome this disadvantage, he adopted a relatively risky response method, forcing his pursuer to act cautiously by dividing himself into multiple parts, each attaching to an unconscious servant in the Wind Snow Tower, making it difficult to prevent his attempt to regain strength through blood-sucking.

However, what left him speechless was that Wang Zhifan, who was closely pursuing him, didn’t seem to be restrained by this at all. He not only slashed directly at the nearest possessed servant but also followed up with crescent-shaped blade lights, hitting the demon’s other blood mist parts, effectively stacking new damage on him.

"Brat! Once I recover, I’ll slowly torment you!"

The demon, while sucking blood and taking hits, felt quite unhappy, but he was confident in his strong recovery ability, believing that even under enemy fire, it wouldn’t be much of an issue, it would merely decrease his recovery efficiency slightly.

However, soon he couldn’t suppress an emerging fear within him, as he suddenly discovered that after absorbing others’ blood and flesh, he couldn’t recover his wounds! A stubborn and powerful force was fully suppressing his recovery ability!

"It’s that brat’s doing!"

The well-experienced demon quickly deduced that this terrifying state was due to Wang Zhifan’s attack on him earlier. However, now was not the time for such thoughts. Unwilling to meet his end here, he hastily activated the remainder of his blood energy to detach from the attached flesh bodies instantly, then fled in different directions, dispersing from the Wind Snow Tower in the blink of an eye!

"Heh... I knew you would do this."

Seeing the enemy starting to disperse and flee, Wang Zhifan wasn’t just going to watch. He immediately employed the signature ability of the Great Dream Saber Scripture, deploying his Dream Me Avatars to chase after each direction of the blood mist. Amazingly, the avatar’s pursuit speed was not a bit slower than his original self.

In fact, Wang Zhifan’s avatars were much weaker than his main self in every aspect, but they had one advantage: they weren’t physical entities. They could freely move through walls and the ground, and since he cultivated the Wind and Thunder Heaven-Treading Skill, his avatars could also travel swiftly through the sky, making it impossible for the demon’s dispersed blood mist to shake them off, trapping them in a dilemma where they couldn’t find a suitable opportunity to reunite into the main body.

Even worse, all of Wang Zhifan’s sent-out avatars possessed attack capabilities, with relatively high Spirit damage levels. This caused the demon’s divided blood mist to suffer attacks while fleeing, with accumulated damage worsening severely. The demon, ultimately pushed to a desperate situation, was forced to recombine.

"Heavenly Demon Reconstitution!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Now, the multiple blood mist parts, previously worn down and nearly collapsing by Wang Zhifan’s avatars, suddenly soared from different directions into the sky, desperately trying to reconstitute into one. This condition reflected the demon’s inability to maintain a dispersed state or, perhaps, that his blood-transformed body parts couldn’t be too far apart, especially when severely injured, preventing long-term separation.

Witnessing this situation, Wang Zhifan didn’t give him a chance to survive, directing all his avatars to attack. Just as the blood mist reformed into a broken human shape, they flooded it with saber lights, completely erasing any trace of life and aura.

"Is the demon dead?"

Sect Leader Xiong, Mr. Luu, as well as Jiang and the old monk from the Dharma Zen Temple who had hurried up from the underground tunnel, soon gathered at the demon’s vanished location, asking Wang Zhifan, who remained there.

"Dead, at least the part of the demon that was here is dead."

Wang Zhifan’s response was somewhat enigmatic, making the leaders aware that the situation wasn’t as simple as they had thought.

"From what you said... does that mean what you just killed wasn’t the entire demon?"

Sect Leader Xiong couldn’t help but ask again. He increasingly felt that the Honored Guest Elder he recruited had a mysterious identity, knowing forces and information unknown to them.

"Yes, based on my speculation, the demon we just killed wasn’t the true main body. His Blood Demon Skill was highly cultivated, but his strength wasn’t correspondingly high. We may have provoked a grand master of the Demonic Sect."

Wang Zhifan then shared part of the intel he acquired from the Celestial Mandate Divination Book, having long inferred the underground presence in the Wind Snow Tower wasn’t the demon’s main body but rather a clone. The clone, though bothersome, was nothing compared to the real demon, which would be even more challenging to deal with.

"May I ask where the young hero deduced this from? Could you explain it to us?"

The eldest among them, the old monk from Dharma Zen Temple, then inquired Wang Zhifan. After today’s battle, they could no longer regard him as merely a nominal Honored Guest Elder of the Wuji Sect, given his mysterious background and formidable strength, which left them puzzled.

"Heaven’s secrets must not be revealed. Just be prepared."

Wang Zhifan, of course, wasn’t going to mention that it was all calculated by the Celestial Mandate Divination Book, choosing instead to enhance his mysterious charm as he turned and prepared to leave.

"Young Mr. Wang, please stay! To maintain stability here, such a heroic figure like you is indispensable..."

Upon seeing this, the old monk from Dharma Zen Temple quickly called out to Wang Zhifan, intending to bind him firmly to their domain with tangible benefits. Otherwise, if pressure from the Demonic Sect master was exerted, given their current power, they might struggle to withstand it.