Chapter 334: Demon Hunter

The serpent demon Bai Xue's massive body was sent flying by the sloppy man, crashing into the stone wall of the ancient tomb.

A painful roar escaped Bai Xue's mouth as her massive serpent body slumped down from the stone wall.

Her serpent body crashed onto the ground, crushing some stones beneath her. She weakly tried to move her body, attempting to lift her head, but she had lost all strength.

After struggling for a few moments, her serpent head barely lifted, only to crash back down to the ground, blood pooling around her.

At this moment, the serpent demon Bai Xue, not to mention continuing the fight, had completely lost the ability to move.

The sloppy man lightly shook the long sword in his hand, and the blood on the sword visibly merged into the blade at an alarming rate.

"I will only take your life, not harm your soul. May you be reincarnated as a human in your next life and refrain from being a man-eating demon. As for this life, it ends here."

There was no smile on the sloppy man's face, no expression of victory, nor deep-seated hatred. His expression was indifferent.

As the sloppy man spoke indifferently, he then raised the long sword in his hand, seemingly preparing to end the serpent demon Bai Xue once and for all.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden violent fluctuation in the space beside Bai Xue, followed by a crack opening up.

This scene not only caught the attention of the sloppy man but also drew the gaze of the serpent demon Bai Xue.

A figure slowly emerged from the space rift. This person looked ordinary, with short hair, stubble on his chin, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, hands in his pockets, and a friendly smile on his face.

He wore a shabby suit, stained with blood, clearly having just been through a fierce battle. Yet, he appeared spirited, not showing any signs of fatigue despite the recent fight.

This person was none other than Yang Haoran, who had originally left but returned here due to a piece of snake scale.

Yang Haoran's appearance reignited hope in Bai Xue, who was desperate.

She had pinned her last hope on Yang Haoran, escaping here with the belief that he would save her. However, when she arrived after going through countless dangers, hope turned into disappointment, then evolved into despair as she watched Yang Haoran leave.

Now, with her strength depleted and knowing she was destined to die today, her inner despair reached its peak. She had even lost the desire to survive.

But Yang Haoran's appearance revived a glimmer of hope in her despair, reigniting the extinguished will to live in her heart.

Repeatedly subjected to such stimuli, the serpent demon's emotions collapsed in an instant.

At this moment, she seemed to have lost the ability to speak or even remember how to speak. She looked at Yang Haoran, merely opening her mouth without uttering a word or making any sound, then silently shed two tears.

The presence of these two stripes not only didn't detract from the sword's beauty but also gave it an indescribable sense of mystery.

Yang Haoran's gaze shifted from the sword to the sloppy man's body.

Visible green light emanated from the sloppy man's body, indistinguishable in color from demonic spiritual power.

However, although they shared the same color, they were fundamentally different in nature. Demonic spiritual power emitted green light and gave off Demonic Qi. Yet, the power outwardly displayed by the sloppy man was also green, but without any trace of Demonic Qi.

This alone indicated that the power within the sloppy man was not demonic spiritual power.

Through this information, Yang Haoran not only confirmed the sloppy man's identity but also gained some understanding of his strength.

All this might seem lengthy, but from Yang Haoran looking at the sloppy man's brow, then at the green light emanating from him, it was merely a blink of an eye.

Facing the sloppy man's inquiry, Yang Haoran smiled and nodded, not denying but rather straightforwardly admitting.

There was no point in denying it since whether he was the newly appointed Burial Master of Lecheng could be easily found out with a little inquiry.

After nodding, Yang Haoran took a drag from his cigarette and spoke.

"The star seal on your brow, the demonic weapon in your hand, the star spiritual power emanating from your body— are you a demon hunter?"

With his identity recognized, the sloppy man showed no surprise on his face. After all, it wasn't strange for someone like Yang Haoran, the Burial Master, to recognize him as a demon hunter.

So, like Yang Haoran, he simply nodded without denying his identity as a demon hunter.

"Now that you know I'm a demon hunter, you should know how we demon hunters make a living. I've been staking out this serpent demon for a day, and the battle is about to end. I don't want any unexpected twists, so I'll have to ask you to step aside," the sloppy man said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Yang Haoran shook his head with a smile and spoke, "I'm sorry, but I can't step aside for this."

The sloppy man's expression darkened, his brow furrowing tighter than before.

Yang Haoran's intentions for being here were already quite clear. However, the sloppy man didn't hastily draw conclusions, hence his words.

But now, Yang Haoran's response confirmed his suspicions, leading to the change in his expression.

"If you won't step aside, then I'll have to offend you. It just so happens that I want to see how capable the newly appointed Burial Master of Lecheng Yin Division is!"