King Artha

The Great Oni

Volume (1) Benoni Chapter (30)

"Kill! Fight!"

"Raaah! Slaughter these dogs!"

"Kill!"

On the enormous battlefield, countless Martial Spirits erupted into combat, clashing fiercely, slaughtering one another.

One faction consisted of fully armored warriors, while the other group wore ancient-style robes—cultivators trained in unique techniques.

Numerically, the warriors outmatched the cultivators, but in raw strength and skill, the cultivators far surpassed them.

This battle extended both on the ground and high above—over **10,000 meters in the sky**, where even more fighters engaged.

Among the cultivators, three immortal experts fought against a lone warrior, who held his ground despite being outnumbered three to one.

Although outnumbered, the warrior dominated the fight.

Among the three cultivators, two were beast-type Martial Spirit users, having transformed into tiger-human and bear-human forms, fighting ferociously.

The last cultivator wielded a sword, fully armored, unleashing brutal combat energy.

The warrior, too, was a swordsman, clad in **full armor.

"Empire Blade Technique—90 Slash!"

The warrior unleashed a single sword strike, which instantly multiplied into 90 slashes, all heading toward the three cultivator opponents.

"Die! This guy's spiritual energy is unbelievable!" The mcultivator swordsman lrimaced, gathering his power, struggling to block the incoming **blade strikes**.

The **beast-type cultivators** also barely managed to defend themselves.

However, the **warrior swordsman** remained completely calm—unaffected by the overwhelming attacks.

"Tiger King's Wrath Claws!"

The **tiger-human cultivator** roared, unleashing **a massive claw-shaped energy wave**, measuring **50 meters across**.

Simultaneously, the **swordsman** and **bear-human** cultivator activated their most powerful **combat techniques**, striking at the **warrior swordsman**.

"Empire's Dominion!"

Without concern, the **warrior swordsman** murmured coldly, summoning **a golden blade energy**, slashing directly against the **three incoming attacks**.

"Whooooom!"

A **devastating explosion** erupted, shaking the **entire battlefield**, obliterating the surrounding **air currents**.

Although **outnumbered**, the **warrior swordsman** suffered **no disadvantage**—on the contrary, he **effortlessly defended against all attacks**.

Suddenly, the **warrior vanished**, instantly reappearing **before the tiger-human**, swinging his **blade down**.

The **tiger-human**, in terror, **thrust his claws forward**, trying to counter.

**Claaang!**

Yet, the **warrior's sword** sliced **cleanly through the tiger-human's claws**, inflicting **a severe wound**.

Moments later, the **warrior aimed for the tiger-human's throat**.

*"Shiiiii!"*

At that instant, the **swordsman** and **bear-human** rushed in, intercepting the **killing strike**.

*"Retreat! back! This guy is growing stronger—we can't suppress him anymore! If we keep fighting, we'll die!"*

The **cultivator swordsman**, struggling to **defend**, shouted.

The other **beast cultivators** gritted their teeth and pulled back.

Since the **higher-tier warriors had secured victory**, the **battle below** also shifted in their favor—warriors **drove the cultivators into retreat**.

*"Hooooray! Hooooray!"*

*"Slaughter them!"*

*"Kill!"*

*"You cowards! Go back home and suckle on your mothers!"*

The **warriors shouted in triumph**, celebrating their victory.

The **warrior swordsman**, victorious, descended from the **sky**, returning to the **ground**.

He was **young—about 25 years old**—with **short, golden-bronze hair**, **well-groomed**, with a **sharp, Western appearance**.

*"Reporting to Emperor Autha!"*

A **venerable old scholar**, dressed in **traditional robes**, bowed and spoke respectfully.

*"The Black Winter Rose experiments are progressing excellently."*

*"Based on Master Yan's latest reports, we are close to producing a potion that grants not only the body resilience of a Martial King—but also an **immortal-level** energy source—with no side effects."*

The **old scholar**, filled with joy, relayed the information.

*"Hmm. After **25 years** and **trillions of dollars** in investment, we finally see **results**."* Emperor Artha, seated upon his **throne**, remarked.

Then, he gazed into the **distance**, exhaling deeply.

**20 Days Later — In Europe**

Li Fan had spent the past **20 days** training at **night** and relaxing with **family** during the **day**.

During this time, he had visited **many famous landmarks** across **Europe**, thoroughly **enjoying himself**.

The **best part** was that in just **20 days**, he had **completely freed himself from his past as a Retier**, fully embracing **his new future as Li Fan**.

Currently, Li Fan was **at a park**, indulging in his favorite **chocolate cup ice cream**, savoring each bite with a **silver spoon**.

In the past, he **avoided unhealthy foods**, but **now** things had **changed**.

With **his Divine Body**, Li Fan could **eat anything**, regardless of **nutritional value**, as long as **it tasted good**.

Enjoying his **ice cream**, a **delicious aroma** caught his attention—causing **his mouth to water**.

It was **grilled seafood**, arranged **in variety**, steaming with **rich fragrance**, clearly **extremely flavorful**.

*"What would the handsome young man like? Only $2 per skewer!"* The **lady vendor**, grilling seafood, smiled at him.

*"I'll take them all. How much?"* Li Fan, briefly **thinking**, pulled **out his wallet** and asked.

*"Wha—really? Alright! For everything, just **$200**!"* Initially **shocked**, the vendor quickly **became excited**, preparing his **order at top speed**.

Not wanting **him to change his mind**, she **quickly** dressed the skewers with **marinades** and **seasonings**.

Soon after, Li Fan **paid $200**, grabbing **about 100 skewers**, walking leisurely **through the park**.