Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

"A thousand warriors’ strength? Just a bunch of worthless chickens and dogs!"

Su Mu roared out, this time he took the initiative to strike. His Red Flame Spear trembled, emitting a sound akin to a sparrow’s call. He discovered that when the Fire Sparrow Force was completely infused into the Red Flame Spear, it triggered a mysterious reaction, enhancing the spear’s power.

Additionally, Su Mu naturally noticed that this Fire Sparrow Force seemed to have great restraint against the wraiths.

At the same time, Su Mu sensed the Red Flame Spear in his hand continuously trembling, emanating an extremely unstable aura and conveying a desire for fresh blood and slaughter.

A night of blood-drinking finally brought the Red Flame Spear to the brink of Seventh Grade.

"These are signs of the Red Flame Spear advancing to Seventh Grade... Let Gongsun Xin be the final whetstone!"

The "Seven Dominating Spear Forms," each move domineering, was martial arts born for battlefield massacre, pursuing overpowering strength to crush enemies, with all seven forms focused on killing.

The Red Flame Spear in Su Mu’s hand was like an enraged dragon emerging from the river, swift as lightning, with a cold gleam first appearing, followed by the spear’s appearance like a dragon, transforming into a net of spear tips resembling gales and storms.

One person’s spear made Gongsun Xin feel as if he was facing an army of thousands.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every clash between the two caused the air to surge and storm, leaving Zhao Qing miserable, constantly blown away and heavily crashing to the ground.

The aftermath was such that in the center of the two’s battle, it seemed like an invisible thunderstorm was bursting open in the air, with every strike causing the ground beneath to crack.

"Splurt!"

Among the wraith generals, Gongsun Xin stepped back, then retreated step by step, spewing mouthfuls of dark blood mixed with visceral fragments.

Gongsun Xin was originally planning to use the wraith general to quickly deal with Su Mu, but he hadn’t anticipated such difficulty achieving victory, causing both his mind and body to suffer intense backlash, turning into a bloody man, looking exceptionally tragic.

Boom!

Another sweeping spear strike.

"Crack!"

The dark Beheading Saber in the hands of the wraith general could no longer withstand Su Mu’s Red Flame Spear’s divine power, succumbing to the burden and shattering into several pieces. The Red Flame Spear’s force continued to strike relentlessly on the wraith general’s body, causing his armor to collapse and shatter, sending him along with Gongsun Xin flying.

Bang!

Even with the protection of the wraith general, the heavily landed Gongsun Xin felt as if his body had fallen apart, and the headache was splitting. Realizing his defeat, he angrily roared inwardly: "Stop, I am the adopted son of Zhang Renshuai... if you kill me, you won’t survive, and those around you will accompany you in death, everything will be doomed!"

Gongsun Xin clearly sensed death approaching and panicked immensely. His life wasn’t that of those ants; he didn’t wish to die in such a remote place.

However, Su Mu had no unnecessary words, noticing Gongsun Xin was at the end of his rope. The Red Flame Spear flared up once more and stabbed ferociously.

"Sizzle!"

This time, the wraith general could no longer resist Su Mu’s spear glimmers, as the Red Flame Spear drove straight in, demolishing the general’s armor and body.

"Aaaah--------"

Gongsun Xin screamed a piercing wail; the Red Flame Spear penetrated his left arm, and then with a flick of the spear shaft, ’sizzle,’ it forcefully lifted him out of the wraith general’s body.

"You, you dare to hurt me!"

Gongsun Xin summoned the purple Bone Banner in his hand, trying to continue commanding the wraith general, but a Red Thread was quicker.

"Splurt!"

Another agonizing scream; the bones crumbled, as the Red Flame Spear directly severed Gongsun Xin’s right arm holding the banner.

The severed arm holding the banner flew off, crashing to the ground near Zhao Qing.

As Su Mu’s gaze fell, Zhao Qing was instantly terrified, scrambling to crawl away from the banner.

"Sir, I, I..."

Su Mu withdrew his gaze, and with Gongsun Xin’s arm severed, the massive wraith general lost its core and dissipated without a trace, turning into a gust of gloomy wind drawn into that purple banner.

At this moment, Gongsun Xin appeared extremely tragic, turning into a bloody figure, his organs ruptured, his left arm pierced, his right arm severed, with disheveled hair, utterly lacking the arrogance from their initial encounter.

"Ha ha ha, so what if I’m defeated, I am Gongsun Xin, the adopted son of Zhang Renshuai, still the nephew of Zhao Pingyuan, the Director of Canghe County’s Demon Slayer Bureau, dare you kill me?!"

The hysterical laughter abruptly ceased.

The next moment.

Brain matter and blood splattered.

The Red Flame Spear pierced through the forehead, causing his skull to explode like a watermelon, with Gongsun Xin’s eyes wide open till death, seemingly incredulous at dying at the hands of an unknown person in such a desolate place.

Buzz!

With the Sixth-Grade Daoist Cultivator Gongsun Xin’s demise, the Red Flame Spear that drank the blood of a Sixth-Grade Daoist Cultivator emitted a blood-red glow and a clear tremble.

A spear is a weapon of slaughter!

The 699 inscriptions Su Mu personally inscribed on the Red Flame Spear suddenly lit up, with the Flame Fire Eagle spirit within the spear greedily devouring Gongsun Xin’s essence blood, until the last drop seeped into the spear’s blade.

The Red Flame Spear advanced further, breaking through the shackles of the Eighth Grade with a roar!

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