After being reborn, all I want to do is run away.

Chapter 100 One Sword Kills

Upon entering the mine, although he didn't see any corpses, his bloodlust was already stirred. This indicated that there might be more dead people in the mine than he had imagined, or it might be due to the particularly cruel methods of that monster. This made him more vigilant about the depths of the mine.

As Shen Xu ventured deeper, the light at the cave entrance completely disappeared, with only the Yuan lamps on both sides continuing to emit a dim yellow glow, barely illuminating the surrounding stone walls covered with mottled marks.

He could already smell a faint, almost imperceptible odor of blood in the air. As far as the eye could see, various broken tools were scattered haphazardly on the ground, along with specks of blood, dark red pools that were difficult to wipe away like stains.

Not far ahead, Shen Xu spotted the first corpse. The body's clothes had been brutally torn to shreds, as if it had been battered by a violent storm, and then carelessly discarded on the cold ground.

Most of the flesh on the corpse had been eaten away, leaving only bare bones mixed with bits of flesh and blood, soaking in a pool of blood. The stone walls on both sides were splattered with blood, appearing somewhat gruesome and terrifying under the dim light.

"There was some flesh and blood left, but the internal organs were all gone. This monster must not have been very big, and it liked to eat internal organs." After examining the corpse, Shen Xu carefully walked deeper into the mine.

The deeper they went, the more and more miners' corpses they found. Without exception, their internal organs had been emptied, and their flesh had not been eaten. The fatal wounds were all on their necks, some with claw marks and some with bite marks. The wounds were so deep that they almost tore off their heads. The entire cramped cave was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made Shen Xu frown.

This should be the first group of victims; they were all miners, and there were no other people present, indicating that the others were deeper inside the mine.

He could only hope that the monster would be full and wouldn't easily attack Uncle Liang and the others, but the roads inside the mine had many forks, and it would probably take him a lot of time to explore them one by one.

Suddenly, a roar from a monstrous beast echoed through the mine, causing dust to fall from the rock surface. Its roar was filled with boundless rage, as if it had suffered some severe injury.

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Xu immediately confirmed the location of the demon beast, and then quickly rushed towards a cave entrance with his sword.

In one corner of the mine, a monstrous beast covered in black scales stood, its hideous face and sharp claws stained with blood. Its eyes gleamed with a chilling cruelty and savagery, and its breath was filled with arrogance and disdain.

But now, a deep red wound has appeared in its black scales, with flesh turned outwards and blood still seeping out continuously.

The monster stretched out its long tongue and gently licked its blood-stained lips, its movements slow and provocative.

Then, it slowly crouched down, lowering its body, and its blood-red vertical pupils stared intently at the four people holding sharp swords not far in front of it.

For a moment, the entire mine fell into an eerie silence. Only the heavy, deep breathing of the monster and the occasional echoes from the depths of the earth broke the deathly stillness like the tolling of a death knell.

This was an extremely small and oppressive space inside the mine, where cold, stiff corpses lay piled haphazardly on the ground. The expressions of these poor souls were all frozen in their final moments, their expressions of terror, despair, and helplessness clearly discernible.

Bright red blood spread throughout the space and gushed out continuously from the pile of corpses, forming numerous shocking bloody watermarks all around.

There are also some painful marks left by miners before they died, which are chilling to look at, and you can almost feel the wails of those innocent souls with every breath.

Da Zhuang and the other three cultivators from the Shen family were confronting the terrifying monster in front of them, while behind them were the remaining survivors. At this moment, they were all terrified, their legs were weak, and even if Da Zhuang and the others bought time for everyone, they probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Moreover, they are now almost at their wits' end; their most powerful attack only managed to inflict a small wound on the black monster in front of them.

Da Zhuang and his three companions had no idea how they could escape, but they knew that when the monster attacked again, one of them would surely die under its claws.

None of the four dared to make the first move, because they all knew that the first person to act rashly would become the first target of the black monster in front of them. They were all betting that they would not be the first one, and that they would have a chance to escape when the monster attacked that person.

But the black beast didn't have so many thoughts; it only knew that whoever hurt it would die first.

In the dead silence, the four saw a black shadow appear before them in the blink of an eye, a chilling light flashed, and then blood splattered everywhere.

The remaining three immediately scattered and ran towards the cave entrance. However, this undoubtedly exposed their backs to the black monster, and their escape speed was greatly slowed down as they hindered each other.

The black beast wouldn't let such an opportunity pass. It leaped forward and pounced on one of the men. Its sharp claws pierced the cultivator's body, and a painful howl echoed throughout the mine. Its gaping maw snapped at the neck, and a blood-red head with wide-open eyes rolled to the ground.

The remaining two were so terrified by what they saw that they scrambled to escape.

But the black beast clearly had no intention of letting the two go. With a cunning glint in its eyes, it transformed into a black shadow and chased after them in one of the directions.

Da Zhuang watched the black monster approaching him and felt utterly hopeless.

He had escaped the first massacre by the black monsters thanks to his knowledge of the mine, but he was afraid of running into them if he went out. So he hid in a secluded space until he heard the sound of light footsteps outside. He was surprised to find that it was a cultivator from his family who had come to help him.

The cultivators who came to help invited him to kill the demonic beast. He was also a cultivator from the Shen family, and his family's duty to him was to guard this mine, but he failed to do so.

Moreover, the thought of all those familiar faces dying in the mouth of that monster made him impulsively accept the invitation, but he never expected to end up going to his death. In a short time, he had regretted his recklessness and folly countless times.

He had exhausted his vital energy in the previous battle, and the wounds from fighting the demonic beasts were also very painful.

Now that no one is there to buy him time, he can no longer replicate the miracle of escaping from the monster's pursuit. Perhaps the next second will be the moment he is devoured by the monster.

He truly couldn't do anything. He let down his parents, his family, and the workers who trusted him. If he died, who would take care of his parents? How heartbroken they would be.

“Father, I never became the man you spoke of.” Dazhuang couldn’t help but burst into tears.

Suddenly, a strong, pungent, and nauseating stench of blood surged in. Da Zhuang heard a merciless roar, a sound like a howl from the depths of hell, which made his heart clench.

The next moment, an enormous, blood-red maw appeared before him, almost completely filling his field of vision. Sharp fangs gleamed coldly, and between the teeth remained traces of undried blood and bits of flesh, emitting a foul stench.

At this moment, Dazhuang was completely overwhelmed by fear. His body was stiff and he could not move. His mind was blank, and he was unable to dodge at all.

At this critical moment, a dazzling sword light, like a white rainbow piercing the dark night sky, instantly illuminated the entire mine.

At the same time, accompanied by the flash of sword light, a stream of foul-smelling blood sprayed towards Dazhuang like raindrops, splashing onto his cheeks, and the warm, viscous liquid flowed down his face.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang," as if a heavy object had crashed to the ground.

The sound jolted Dazhuang awake. He quickly wiped the thick blood from his face and opened his eyes. When he saw what was in front of him, he gasped in shock.

The black beast that had been so ferocious and intent on killing him just moments before now lay sprawled before him, its face contorted in pain. A deep, smooth wound, revealing bone, stretched from the beast's mouth to the back of its head, blood gushing from the wound and staining the surrounding ground red.

Just as he was still in shock, a gentle and familiar voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Dazhuang, do you remember me?"

The voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, carrying a reassuring power.