Douluo Dalu Within A Martial World

Bing Xian crept through the night with the presence of a bloodthirsty demon and the with the swiftness of a heavenly crane.

He was using all his Spirit Abilities in order to kill the Zhu Clan members with the greatest stealth, so that none of them would be able to fight back.

Even he would struggle fighting over a hundred men all at once. He may have the advantage in killing power through his spiritual essence, but even that would run dry eventually.

Although he had started cultivating the [Holy Shadow Blackening Art], he hadn't condensed a [True Shadow Seed] and thus hadn't even reached the 1st Stage of Body Transformation. Bing Xian considered seeking Xiao An's teachings but shook his head in disagreement.

'I've nearly condensed a [True Shadow Seed]. With the help of the [Holy Shadow] Beast blood and dark attributed true essence stones, I could probably reach the 1st Stage of Body Transformation by the end of the week'.

If anyone heard his words they probably wouldn't refute him.

Bing Xian did possess a Rank 7 Martial Talent! A Peak Rank 7 Martial Talent! A Martial Talent that exceed Saint Level but almost reached Low Emperor Level.

Throughout the entire Sky Fortune Kingdom, Bing Xian may be the only possessor of a Rank 7 Grade Martial Talent. Throughout the entire South Horizon Region, the amount of cultivators with a Rank 7 Martial Talent could be counted on ones fingers!

If anyone found someone with Bing Xian's talent and possessed no level of cultivation whatsoever, they would snatch them up and bring them back to their Sect immediately!

"A demon! A demon!".

Bing Xian's ears perked up as a man who was clutching his throat, stood up and ran away. Blood was leaking heavily from his neck wound, which wasn't deep enough by the looks of it.

'Oh? I missed his carotid?'.

The six year old blinked twice before activating his Spirit Rings second ability.

[Penumbra Dream].

The thick purplish-black mist that originally surrounded Bing Xian, shot forward like a spear and wrapped itself around the man's body. Within ten seconds he had hit the ground hard, and Bing Xian cut of his head fully in order to be completely sure about his death.

"It seems my cover was blown. It looks like I don't have to be careful anymore".

He ran over 90 meters, to the limit of what his spiritual sense could detect and saw 12 men huddled together getting dangerously close to the Green Valley Town wall.

"L-look! The demon!".

One of the men pointed their swords at Bing Xian and they instantly got into an offensive formation.

Their eyes gleaming with hatred and bloodlust, but the scent of fear couldn't be hidden from Bing Xian.

He smirked, and focused his spiritual power into the palm of his hand, creating a large black ball crafted completely out of shadows. Just as Bing Xian got within ten meters of the 12 men, he threw the ball out and instantly the men were engulfed in a world of shadows.

"Ahh!".

"Who was that! What did I just touch!".

"Huh? Did you say something? I can't hear you!".

Bing Xian was immune to the effects of his own [Senseless Night] and killed those 12 Zhu Clan soldiers within 10 seconds. The time limit of his [Senseless Night].

This large shadow claw was his Spirit Bones ability. Although there was only one, it was more useful than most of Bing Xian's other combat abilities. Simply put, it created a [Holy Shadow] Beast claw over his arm, which possessed five razor sharp claws and one jagged bone spike on the back of his elbow.

It was a deadly weapon and was stronger than all the weapons the Zhu Clan used by a long shot.

"I think that might be all of them. Although I was wondering about the-".

Bing Xian's face behind the mask suddenly shifted, and he leaped back as a thin blade cut the space where he once stood.

"Oh? You could sense me? How peculiar".

A tall thin man stood with his back completely straight as he looked down at Bing Xian. An hidden look of jealously flashed through his eyes before he raised his sword once more.

"I don't know what factions genius you are, but since you are alone I am not afraid of the consequences!".

The tall thin man unleashed his cultivation and a strong and powerful aura swept through the surrounding forest.

A Pulse Condensation cultivator!

The Pulse Condensation cultivator rushed towards Bing Xian, his sword tip directed straight as his heart! The wind around him screamed and the sword vibrated with malicious intent! His entire aura would've caused a lesser man to pass out.

Bing Xian took note of the man's speed and smirked once more.

'If this is all you've got...'.

Bing Xian's body flickered before vanishing from the thin man's sight. His sword pierced through the tree behind him destroying it instantly.

His eyebrows raised and his mouth widened. The thin man tried to turn around but a crescent smile was all his got before-.

*Splat*!

Five claws completely crafted out of shadows and exuding a cold aura pierced through his ċhėst grabbing his heart and crushing it all in one motion.

A small trail of blood leaked out from the man's mouth before he was dropped to the floor. His body uncaringly discarded on the forest floor, his vision getting dimmer and dimmer...

"Y-y-you.... m-monster....".

"If this is all you've got...", he spoke.

He turned around and started walking away, the sound of the man's last breath entered his ears and became nothing more than another forgotten face in Bing Xian's mind.

His demeanor became distant and unfettered. Unaffected by mortal troubles. Unconnected to mundane existences. His path was clear and his voice was calm.

"Than I'm sorely disappointed".