Shen Lang spent two days, repeatedly launching his Fatal Flying Dagger and having his entire body's strength drained each time, finally succeeding in freely controlling the dagger at will.
On the morning of the third day, at six o'clock amidst the incessant birdsong of the primeval forest, Shen Lang awoke in the dense woods and immediately began practicing his second flying dagger.
The second flying dagger was named 'Life Extinguisher,' representing the realm of killing life. When unleashed, it could instantly extinguish all life, a strike embodying death.
This strike could be understood as a follow-up to the first flying dagger.
After launching the first flying dagger, one's body would be completely drained of strength. However, the second flying dagger was imbued with immense and terrifying power. Merely gripping its hilt would instantly flood the wielder's body with this formidable force, allowing them to unleash the second strike with such power.
The second strike was faster than the first, and its killing intent was far more potent. If the enemy's fate after the first strike was defeat or death, then the second flying dagger would ensure only one outcome: death.
The instant the second flying dagger was unleashed, its blood-red jade blade would erupt in a blindingly dazzling crimson light. Within a thirty-meter radius, all life would be indiscriminately annihilated by this intense radiance.
Well, if you were fortunate enough to survive this blinding red glow, your entire body's strength would still be drained, leaving you utterly incapable of blocking the subsequent flying daggers.
Unlike the first flying dagger, the second one was effortless to control. Shen Lang could manipulate it with absolute precision.
In just ten hours, Shen Lang had successfully launched the second flying dagger.
As recorded, upon its release, it instantly erupted in a blinding crimson light. Under its illumination, all plants, trees, and wild creatures within thirty meters were obliterated.
This strike, much like Shen Lang's Annihilation Beam, annihilated enemies instantaneously, perfectly suiting Shen Lang's preferences.
Shen Lang knew that if he could master this strike to perfection, few people in this world, besides the old man, could kill him.
Shen Lang wished to continue practicing the third flying dagger but realized he hadn't eaten for two days.
Just as Shen Lang felt profoundly hungry, the Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python wrapped its neck around a wild boar and dropped it before him.
The Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python's fangs were venomous, causing immediate death upon contact with blood. Therefore, it had used its neck to constrict the boar, refraining from biting it.
"Little Nine, thank you!"
Perhaps due to being a bio-engineered creature, its genetic modifications had enhanced its intelligence, making it aware of Shen Lang's hunger.
Seeing this monstrous creature showing such concern for him, Shen Lang felt touched and spoke to the Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python.
With that, Shen Lang quickly got to work. After bleeding the boar, he efficiently cleaned it and gathered a pile of dry firewood to roast it.
Survival in the wilderness was a fundamental skill Shen Lang and Wolong had learned from childhood. However, how to live luxuriously and eat well while surviving in the wild was something they had researched themselves.
An hour later, Shen Lang had roasted the wild boar. He used his flying dagger to cut off a leg and began to devour it with large bites.
After finishing one leg, Shen Lang was only half full. He then cut off another roasted leg and continued eating.
With two legs of wild boar consumed, Shen Lang finally felt satiated. He then began practicing the third flying dagger.
"You can eat the rest."
Before commencing his practice, Shen Lang looked at the remaining boar meat and said to the Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python.
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, the Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python opened its massive maw and quickly devoured all the remaining boar meat.
However, this was hardly enough to fill its stomach. Soon, the Nine-Headed Winged Lion Python began hunting in the forest, and the birds and beasts within its vicinity suffered greatly.
Meanwhile, as Shen Lang started practicing the third flying dagger, Tian Yangsheng was swimming in a hotel pool in Nanling.
Tian Yangsheng's swimming strokes were not perfectly standard but were imbued with immense power. He completed a hundred-meter lap, back and forth, in less than five seconds, moving like a whale with astonishing speed.
When he had swum enough, Tian Yangsheng emerged from the pool. It was then revealed that his entire body was covered in scars – from knife wounds, sword slashes, and gunshot injuries. They were dense, new wounds layering over old ones, with further new injuries constantly accumulating. There were at least seven to eight hundred scars, presenting a terrifying and ghastly sight.
It was hard to imagine the sheer number of battles one would have to endure to acquire so many scars, and how resilient one's life must be.
"Brother, I failed..."
As Tian Yangsheng grabbed a towel and draped it over himself, a man dressed in black, wearing a mask and carrying a large black bow on his back, appeared behind him and spoke with regret.
"Oh, your strength wasn't enough to kill that kid Wolong?"
Upon hearing the man in black's words, Tian Yangsheng, who was holding a glass of iced juice, showed a hint of surprise. "Even with his rapid progress, with your abilities, you should have been able to kill him. This is unexpected."
"That kid Wolong is no simple matter. While I was pursuing him, he created a labyrinth. Once I entered, I was trapped. Although it wasn't for long, it gave him a chance to escape."
The man in black spoke, "It's my fault, and I am willing to accept punishment."
"Don't worry about it. This is just a minor interruption, insignificant."
Tian Yangsheng waved his hand, saying, "Wolong and Shen Lang will both die. It's merely a matter of sooner or later."
"By the way, did you find out Shen Lang's address?"
Tian Yangsheng looked at the man in black and asked.
"I found it. Villa number twenty-nine in the Emperor's Villa Garden."
The man in black replied, "Not only Shen Lang lives there, but also several of his women, and even Wolong resides there. However, I haven't seen Shen Lang coming and going these past few days; I don't know where he's gone."
"Oh, where did you get this information?"
Tian Yangsheng inquired with curiosity.
"There are members of the Killers' Association in Nanling. They revealed this information to us."
The man in black stated, "Brother, is there a problem?"
"No problem. As long as the information is true."
Tian Yangsheng slowly stood up, his gaze chillingly cold. "Years ago, Shen Lang and Wolong annihilated the remnants of thirteen hundred soldiers in one night, forcing us to flee like stray dogs. Tonight, we will exact our revenge, making them understand the feeling of losing everything."
Tian Yangsheng himself had once been a formidable figure. Because of Shen Lang, he had been forced to live in hiding for years, and his heart burned with a desire to tear Shen Lang and Wolong to shreds.
"Oh, we're acting tonight?"
Upon hearing Tian Yangsheng's words, the man in black chuckled. "Do you want them to die silently, or to suffer endless torment before their demise?"