I Grind to Martial Saint

Chapter 221 - 219: Holy Snake

BAM BAM BAM!!!

Facing these dozens of villagers, Han Yuan was a tiger among sheep, completely unstoppable.

It was a scene of utter, terrifying brutality.

The villagers were continuously smashed and kicked to pieces by Han Yuan’s fists and feet, turning into pulpy masses of blood.

"So strong!"

Ding Zihu watched from behind, utterly dumbfounded.

In the span of a few blinks, not a single villager from Sanling Village had survived Han Yuan’s fists.

Corpses littered the floor of the village temple, and the putrid stench grew ever stronger.

"Who in the world are you?"

The old crone held her staff, her eyes filled with malice.

"Demon Exterminator, Han Yuan."

"The people who have gone missing recently... that’s been the work of your Sanling Village, hasn’t it?"

Han Yuan said calmly.

"What if it was?"

"It is their honor to be sacrificed to the great Holy Snake!"

The old crone snorted coldly.

"Then it should also be your honor to die by my fists."

Han Yuan said calmly.

"You think you’re worthy?!"

The old crone grimaced, revealing two sharp Snake Fangs.

Instantly, a foul-smelling, blackish-purple stream of air erupted from her body, faintly coalescing into a ferocious purple snake.

The air filled with the hissing and roaring of snakes.

In the next instant, the old crone became a purple afterimage, appearing before Han Yuan and viciously smashing her staff toward his head.

Han Yuan’s expression was calm. As he lowered his stance, an immense power, like a bursting mountain flood, gathered in his right arm, and he threw a punch!

BOOM~~~

An explosive fist wind howled out.

Just as the fist was about to collide with the staff, the old crone revealed a strange smile.

THUD!

Han Yuan’s punch missed, hitting nothing but air.

The staff had transformed into a black snake as thick as an arm. It bent at a bizarre angle, then suddenly lunged, fangs bared, shooting toward Han Yuan’s eyes.

Han Yuan tilted his head to dodge and tried to grab the black snake with one hand.

But in the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

The black snake was as slippery as a loach; he couldn’t get a grip.

The instant the black snake slipped from Han Yuan’s grasp, it spun around and tried to bite him again.

But Han Yuan’s reflexes were astonishing. As the black snake struck, he slammed his left elbow down hard.

With a THUD.

He struck the black snake right on its head.

A violent and ferocious power erupted, smashing it into a puff of black smoke that dissipated.

At the same time, he put power into his right leg and kicked at the old crone like lightning.

THUD!!!

The old crone wasn’t tall to begin with, and Han Yuan’s kick landed squarely on her head.

Her head burst apart, transforming into a cloud of foul-smelling black gas that rushed into the temple.

"This is bad!"

"Brother Han, if that snake-headed, human-bodied statue is really an Evil Demon Seed, we can’t beat it."

"We should take this chance and run."

Ding Zihu said quickly.

"No need... I’m here to fight Demon Seeds!"

Han Yuan grinned.

With a THUD, he stomped his feet hard. The ground seemed to tremble as he transformed into an afterimage and charged into the temple.

This scene left Ding Zihu dumbfounded.

’Does this Demon Exterminator have to be so reckless?!’

’This is an Evil Demon Seed we’re talking about.’

’Even an Evil Demon Seed that hasn’t fully awakened is an extremely terrifying existence.’

’As a Demon Exterminator, he should know this.’

For a moment, Ding Zihu couldn’t understand.

Immediately after, he heard a series of terrifying roars erupt from the temple’s main hall.

The very earth began to shake.

It was as if two colossal beasts were locked in a deadly battle inside the main hall.

With a final roar, the entire temple hall collapsed with a deafening CRASH.

Two figures burst out from the billowing dust and smoke, clashing wildly.

Every collision unleashed terrifying blasts of Gang Feng.

Ding Zihu focused his gaze and was finally able to see things more clearly.

He saw Han Yuan, wreathed in a deep black aura, continuously unleashing a variety of fierce and violent moves with his hands, shattering the air currents around him.

His opponent was even more terrifying.

It was none other than the snake-headed, human-bodied stone statue that Sanling Village called the Holy Snake.

The statue now seemed alive. Its face was covered in purplish-black scales, it stood over three meters tall, it wore a Daoist Robe, and a sharp, thick snake tail had sprouted from its tailbone.

SWISH SWISH SWISH~~~

The Holy Snake’s attack speed was astonishingly fast. With its thumb tucked under its index finger and the other four fingers bent together to resemble a snake’s head, it attacked Han Yuan relentlessly.

One was incomparably ferocious, with astonishing power.

The other’s attack style was bizarre, and its speed was incredible.

They were two completely different styles, and watching them fight to the death was exceptionally thrilling.

For a moment, even Ding Zihu forgot the danger he was in, becoming completely engrossed in the spectacle.

BAM!!!

Han Yuan landed a Giant Spirit Monument-Opening Hand squarely on the Holy Snake’s shoulder.

His opponent roared. The purplish-black snake scales were exceptionally hard, completely nullifying the force of his blow. At the same time, it spun and viciously whipped its tail at Han Yuan.

BAM!

Han Yuan raised his left arm to block, but the tail was incredibly flexible. It curved right around his arm and slammed viciously into his chest.

For an instant, Han Yuan felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp spear.

CLANG!

His Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill activated, and his hard, knotted muscles instantly burst through his clothes.

He rapidly threw a punch, forcing the Holy Snake back.

"Still not good enough."

Han Yuan looked at the small red mark on his chest and grinned ferociously.

"Human, your vital energy is too abundant... yours alone is equivalent to that of tens of thousands of men..."

"Truly delicious."

The Holy Snake said in a raspy voice.

The voice sounded somewhat like the old crone’s, but it was far more sinister.

Han Yuan, however, was not surprised in the least.

He knew this was a sign that the old crone had merged with the Evil Demon Seed.

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