The Eastern Barbaric Mountain Range was divided into three regions in total.

They were the outer region, the central region, and the core region!

The three regions respectively corresponded to three levels of demon beasts. The outer regions corresponded to a first level demon beast, while the central region corresponded to a second level demon beast.

As for the core region, it was the corresponding peak rank 2 and rank 3 demon beasts!

As they walked through the outer regions, Mo Wentian's countenance was filled with vigilance.

After entering for three days, seven demonic beasts had already fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.

Seven demonic beasts.

They were all demon beasts under the late First Stage, and their strength was comparable to a fifth or sixth level Spirit Gathering sword practitioner!

As for demon beasts that were at the late stage of Stage One or higher, Mo Wentian had never met one before.

"This place is already close to the center of the outer area. There will definitely be demon beasts of the late stage of rank one or higher appearing here!"

Mo Wentian drew in a deep breath, his countenance turning even more dignified.

Swordsman.

Only between life and death could one unleash the greatest potential!

An ordinary mid to late Grade One demonic beast wouldn't pose much of a threat to Mo Wentian.

Only a peak Class 1 demonic beast could cause Mo Wentian to fight with his full strength!

"Hold on..."

Mo Wentian's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The surrounding area was incomparably silent.

Even the voice of the insect vanished completely, it was as though Mo Wentian had entered a deathly still world.

"We finally met big guys!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes grew increasingly brighter. Based on his experiences, this area should at least be a peak Class 1 demonic beast.

"Hualala …"

A few more meters forward, the sound of flowing water could be heard.

Opening his field of vision, a small mountain crevice appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Within the mountain stream.

A waterfall that was hundreds of meters long flowed down!

"Good place!"

Mo Wentian sighed in admiration. This waterfall was definitely a good place to train and comprehend the sword.

The gravity of the waterfall.

He could forge a body and soul, and practicing his swordplay in water could rapidly increase the power of Mo Wentian's two Concepts!

"Aooo …"

Just as Mo Wentian was observing his surroundings, an enraged roar rang out.

And then, a terrifying, savage, fishy stench emanated from it.

It flew straight towards Mo Wentian.

"Peak Rank 1 Demonic Beast: Mysterious Ice Poison Python!"

Mo Wentian's countenance changed as he rapidly retreated.

Even so, he was still struck by a massive tail. Mo Wentian's body was sent flying backward.

"Pfft!"

Mo Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to hesitate. He somersaulted over and lightly tapped the ground before landing on a tree.

As for Mo Wentian, he was currently in his original location.

A giant tail once again descended.

The tail collided violently with the ground, causing the surrounding trees to break apart!

"What a strong power. This Mysterious Poison Python is the peak grade one demon beast. Its combat strength is comparable to a peak Spirit Gathering level demon beast!"

"I'm afraid that even Lin Yu would not be able to block this Ice Poison Python for long!"

Mo Wentian drew in a deep breath, and with a 'clang', he unsheathed the heavy sword strapped to his back!

"In these three days, I've been fighting with this heavy sword and walking with it on my back. Now, my body is at least twice as strong!"

Mo Wentian clenched his fist as a strong power shook the void, causing hissing sounds to ring out.

"Big Snake, I'm here!"

Mo Wentian dragged his heavy sword and rushed back quickly.

Within the mountain stream.

The Profound Ice Poison Python's agility would not be restricted in any way, and Mo Wentian's attack with his heavy sword would inevitably be at a disadvantage in terms of agility!

"Aooo …"

The Ice Poison Python roared angrily when it saw that the human who had barged into its territory still dared to flick its finger at it.

The Ice Poison Python immediately chased after Mo Wentian.

"The heavy sword emphasizes fierceness and ferocity, as well as the strength through the mountains. Today, when I killed this little snake, I will unleash a powerful sword-art!"

Mo Wentian wielded the heavy sword in his hand and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The heavy sword slashed out in front of him, as an aura as heavy as a mountain emanated forth from Mo Wentian.

"Roar …"

Mo Wentian's provocation seemed to have infuriated the entire Mysterious Spirithail Dragon, as it opened its mouth wide in an attempt to pounce towards Mo Wentian.

What followed was a fishy smell.

"What a smart Ice Poison Python. First, you tried to obstruct me with the poison gas, and then, you used your tail to attack me. In that case, I will definitely forcefully receive this attack!"

A light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes as he raised the heavy sword in his hands high above his head!

"The Great Strength Sword Art mainly focuses on strength and ferocity. The complete set of sword technique only has two moves, one slash and the other slash. It doesn't even have a simple stab!"

"Since you want me to accept it, then I will satisfy you!"

The aura emanating from Mo Wentian grew stronger and stronger. From afar, it was as though Mo Wentian had turned into a mountain, towering, steady and unshakable!

"Mighty Sword Technique – Mighty Heavenly Slash!"

"Boom …"

Intense collisions caused Mo Wentian's arm to feel numbness. The Darksteel Heavy Sword in his hand almost flew out of his hands.

"Awoooo …"

A sorrowful cry rang out.

Mo Wentian lowered his head to look, only to see the Mysterious Poison Python taking several steps back due to the immense force of Mo Wentian's attack. When it was about three to four meters away from him, it stared vigilantly at Mo Wentian.

"So powerful!"

Mo Wentian drew in a deep breath.

The Great Strength Sword Technique combined with the advantage of the Darksteel Heavy Sword's weight. That sword strike just now had a strength of at least 2000 jins!

The strength of a peak Spirit Gathering Sword Master was only 1500 Jin!

In other words, the sword strike just now had already surpassed the level of a peak Spirit Severing swordsman!

"Aooo …"

The Ice Poison Python charged again. Mo Wentian stood still on the spot, his powerful sword art was as firm as a mountain, the two of them started to fight.

A quarter of an hour later!

"Great Strength Sword Technique: Universal Sweep!"

"Bang!"

The one thousand three hundred jin Darksteel Heavy Sword in Mo Wentian's hands was as though there was nothing there. The heavy sword swept out, directly sending the Frost Python flying backwards.

"Awoooo …"

With a sorrowful cry, the Ice Poison Python fell heavily onto the ground.

"The first peak of the first level, done!"

Mo Wentian grinned, as he walked towards the side of the Ice Poison Python.

A demonic beast's entire body was filled with treasures!

Taking out his black jade dagger, Mo Wentian started to pack it up as he sliced off the venomous fangs, snake skin, and beast cores …

Another hour had passed by after Zhang Xuan had completed all of them!

"This is …"

Just as Mo Wentian was about to leave, drops of golden blood dripped from the mouth of the poisonous python.

See these drops of blood.

A look of joy appeared on Mo Wentian's face. This was blood essence. Blood essence could temper the body and refine pills, but only demonic beasts of the later stages or above would be able to condense such a pill!

"I forgot to bring a jade bottle!"

Mo Wentian shook his head.

However, Mo Wentian wasn't willing to give up on this blood essence. He held the Frost Poison of Mysterious Ice up, and a drop of golden blood dripped onto Mo Wentian's body.

As the golden blood fell down, the Heaven Devouring Divine Art started to circulate in Mo Wentian's body.

"Buzz buzz buzz …"

A powerful suction force came from his body.

"What's going on?"

Mo Wentian's eyes widened in shock as the Mysterious Poison Python rapidly shriveled up and turned into a desiccated corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Mo Wentian drew in a breath of cold air. In the next instant, waves after waves of terrifying essence energy gushed into Mo Wentian's body.

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