Dashing Student Chapter 1398 1398: Great Demon Horse Face

“Haha, we’re truly striking it rich!”

Amidst a war-torn battlefield between the Righteous Alliance and the Demon Sect, the sleazy and exhilarated voice of Divine Calculator echoed. He was incessantly extracting Demon Cores from the fallen Demon Clan members scattered across the ground.

The earth was carpeted with corpses, predominantly human cultivators, with only a scattering of Demon Clan members. Despite this, Divine Calculator was so overjoyed he was practically dancing.

These deceased Demon Clan cultivators were all beyond the Golden Core Realm, making their Demon Cores exceptionally valuable. Meanwhile, the Demon Clan’s main focus was hunting other human cultivators, likely intending to collect their own kind later.

This oversight allowed Divine Calculator and Chen Nan to capitalize on the situation.

After dispatching the demon pursuers and Chen Nan’s recovery from his injuries, they had stealthily returned. They moved in the shadows, ambushing lone demons and aiding human cultivators under attack.

From these rescued human cultivators, they gleaned information about the ongoing conflict.

The initial clashes between the Righteous Alliance and the Demon Sect had been brutal, resulting in the fall of numerous Nascent Soul Realm Masters on both sides. It was during this power vacuum that the Demon Clan made their move.

With a numerical advantage in Nascent Soul Realm Demon Kings and a pre-existing strategy, they had driven the human cultivators into retreat towards the deeper seas.

The Demon Clan was now relentlessly pursuing the remaining human forces, aiming for complete annihilation. If successful, the vast expanse of the Endless Sea’s East Sea would fall under Demon Clan dominion!

However, Chen Nan and Divine Calculator understood this unfolding scene was merely a calculated gambit by the Righteous Alliance and the Demon Sect, nearing its conclusion.

Both strategized to reach the ultimate battlefield, where the high-ranking demon experts congregated. With a stroke of luck, they might even acquire the Demon Core and intact body of a Nascent Soul Realm Demon King!

Observing Divine Calculator, whose eyes gleamed with avarice as he extracted Demon Cores, Chen Nan couldn't help but roll his eyes. Covered in blood, he resembled a grotesque fiend.

In contrast, Chen Nan, while wielding the Blood Gourd and expending a sliver of mana to absorb the Demon Clan bodies, also collected storage bags from the fallen human cultivators. His methods were undeniably more refined than Divine Calculator’s.

Gazing upon the ground littered with human cultivators’ corpses, a pang of sorrow tightened in his chest. These cultivators, he mused, likely died unaware their sacrifice was part of a grander, orchestrated scheme.

The leaders of the Righteous Alliance proclaimed noble causes and moral superiority, yet for the lower-level cultivators, this conflict represented utter devastation.

Yet, Chen Nan recognized this sentimentality was a luxury he couldn't afford. He couldn't alter the course of events; in fact, his prior actions had facilitated the alliance between the Righteous Sect and the Demon Sect against the Demon Clan, potentially burdening him with some karmic debt for the deceased.

Those burdened by excessive morality rarely survived long in the cutthroat world of Cultivation.

“Keep your voice down; be cautious of the Demon Clan returning,” Chen Nan advised, his tone laced with concern.

Ironically, his words seemed to beckon fate. Moments later, a figure hurtled through the sky from a distance, its form shimmering with demonic energy like a vibrant streak of light.

With a thunderous impact, the figure crashed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Through the swirling debris, the silhouette of the being was discernible. It stood taller than a human, reaching three meters, its arms and chest adorned with crimson scales, and a thick mane flowing down its neck.

Its most striking feature was its equine head, topped with a spiraling horn, from which wisps of flame occasionally escaped its maw.

“Horse Face?”

Upon witnessing the formidable demon, Chen Nan couldn't help but conjure images of the mythical Bull-head and Horse-face figures, his facial muscles twitching at the bizarre fusion of legend and reality.

The creature, Horse Face, flicked its mane. Its thick lips parted, releasing a deep, guttural voice. “Damn it all, having Uncle Ma guard corpses is a complete waste of my talents.”

However, his gaze soon fell upon Chen Nan and Divine Calculator diligently pilfering demon corpses. His eyes widened in disbelief, quickly transitioning to a furious excitement.

Seeing the Demon Clan corpses being dismembered for their Demon Cores ignited his rage. His emotions shifted dramatically in mere moments, a spectacle to behold.

“Curse all human thieves! How dare they desecrate the bodies of our demon warriors! You court death!”

With a sky-splitting roar, Horse Face erupted in surging flames, his limbs instantly morphing into equine hooves, while a colossal hammer, resembling a bolt of crimson lightning, hurtled fiercely towards Divine Calculator.

"Huh? Why is it coming for me? Junior, help!"

Divine Calculator cried out in panic, hastily activating his compass. He swiftly altered his hand seals, channeling profound mana. A faint mist suddenly veiled the compass's surface, its pointer spinning rapidly before settling on the 'Kun' trigram.

"I'm outta here!"

A golden luminescence enveloped his stout frame, and he abruptly descended, sinking into the earth as if it were water, with effortless grace.

It was clear that his compass was no ordinary artifact, but a rare Secret Treasure capable of unleashing diverse powers and potent magic.

Just as Divine Calculator initiated his Earth Escape, Horse Face descended with a thunderous roar, its hooves striking the ground with immense force, unleashing a blazing ring of fire.

"Infernal humans!"

Horse Face seemed to descend into a frenzy, its broad hooves wreathed in crimson flames. It repeatedly pounded the earth, the strikes meticulously tracing the path Divine Calculator had taken.

Each impact left behind a deep, scorched hoofprint, causing the very ground to tremble. Even if Divine Calculator was concealed beneath the earth, the concussive force would undoubtedly be felt.

Chen Nan, observing from a slight distance, did not immediately intervene. After a brief assessment, he determined Horse Face's cultivation was merely at the Seventh Level of the Golden Core Realm.

This wasn't an exceptionally high cultivation base, as its primary purpose was gathering clan bodies, rendering excessive power levels unnecessary. Yet, it certainly wasn't insignificant either.

Chen Nan harbored a concern that the ensuing conflict might attract the attention of other demons, posing a significant threat. Otherwise, he was genuinely curious about the full extent of Divine Calculator's hidden abilities.

Suddenly, a gaping fissure tore open the ground in the distance. Divine Calculator's bulbous head emerged, shouting, "Chen Nan, if you abandon me to my fate, I shall return as a vengeful spirit!"

Having voiced his threat, he rapidly retracted his head, just as Horse Face's hooves landed in rapid succession, creating a scene reminiscent of a game of whack-a-mole.

Reluctant to face the spectral haunting promised by Divine Calculator, Chen Nan decided to act. With a casual wave of his hand, a Wind Blade shot forth, slicing towards Horse Face in an instant.

The Wind Blade met the beast's crimson scales, igniting a brilliant cascade of sparks. The Wind Blade was ultimately shattered, managing to leave only a superficial mark upon the scales.

The enraged Horse Face pivoted, its gaze fixing intently upon Chen Nan.

"Since you are so eager to meet your end, I shall dispatch you first!"