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Chapter 1257 - Chapter 1257 Chapter 1259 Bone Demon Monk

Chapter 1257: Chapter 1259: Bone Demon Monk Chapter 1257: Chapter 1259: Bone Demon Monk The monk looked quite young, with clean brows and distinguished features. Although his grey robes were somewhat worn, frayed at the knees and elbows, when worn by him, they gave an impression of a nobleman in troubled times.

Song Jian was shocked, the monk had appeared about ten meters away from him, within his perception but before his appearance, Song Jian hadn’t noticed his presence at all.

Upon seeing Song Jian, a cold glint flashed in the monk’s eyes, but quickly his expression softened and he bowed slightly, saying, “Esteemed patron, have you come to offer incense at Zhenmo Temple? It is getting late now, and the temple has closed. Please return tomorrow!”

The monk’s tone was friendly, and he had only one shaven scar on his head, looking like a newly recruited novice. However, the scar was a dark red color, and under the dim light, it faintly emitted a subtle red glow, which appeared rather eerie.

Even though the monk’s tone and smile seemed harmless, Song Jian’s instincts told him that this monk was not as benign as he seemed!

Seeing that Song Jian kept staring at him without saying a word, the monk frowned slightly and began to walk slowly towards him.

“Esteemed patron, at this hour, it can be very dangerous in the wilds. There are wild animals on the mountain that won’t appear during the day, but come out to hunt at night. If the patron encounters them, I’m afraid your life may be in danger!”

As he spoke, the monk had already approached within five meters of Song Jian, moving at a pace that seemed slow yet was actually fast. The smile on his face had also turned strange.

“May I ask if Master Yiwen is within the temple?” Song Jian inquired tentatively.

The young monk nodded and said, “So the patron has come to see Master Yiwen. He left the Zhenmo Temple a month ago to travel. Since the patron is a friend of Master Yiwen, why not let this humble monk escort you to the nearest village for a temporary rest?”

By now, the monk was less than two meters away from Song Jian, within arm’s reach. Song Jian had already begun to notice a faint scent of blood coming from the monk, which caused him to frown and shake his head, “Thank you for your kindness, junior master, but I will go to the nearby village on my own.”

Having said that, Song Jian turned to leave. The place was too eerie, and since he had been discovered, it was better to depart for now and sneak back into the temple later when it got darker.

In the instant Song Jian turned around, the corners of the young monk’s mouth curled up slightly. His hands, previously clasped together, transformed at a visible speed into white bones. At the same time, his ten fingers elongated, and the pale bones were tinged with bloodlines. On closer inspection, it looked like countless tiny red worms were crawling between his bones.

“It would be better if this humble monk escorts the patron a stretch of the way. The road back to the village is far; why not let me take you to the Reincarnation Pool right now, to be reborn in your next life?”

Thud, thud, thud~

Bone spurs emerged from the body of the young monk, piercing through his grey robes. The once fair-faced monk suddenly became a monster covered with bone spurs of various lengths, presenting a terrifying sight!

Song Jian had his back to the monk and had yet to realize that the monk had transformed into a monster. The monk stuck out his tongue and licked the protruding fangs at the edge of his lips. His eyes flashed red, focusing on Song Jian’s back, revealing a sinister smile.

As if a gust of wind had passed, the monk suddenly vanished from his spot, shooting toward Song Jian like a bullet fired from a gun, extremely fast, yet completely silent.

Whoosh~

A slight sound of something cutting through the air sounded behind Song Jian’s head. The young monk’s fingers, like razor-sharp claws, shone with a metallic luster as they aimed for the back of Song Jian’s head. If the claws had caught an ordinary person’s head, it would likely have exploded like a watermelon.

The cold wind was piercing, and as the claws slashed through the air, even the atmosphere seemed to be torn apart. The young monk’s hideous mouth opened wide, seemingly already envisioning Song Jian’s head being split open, brain matter oozing out.

Although Song Jian had turned to leave, his attention remained on the eerie monk. Sensing the chilling gust behind his head, a disdainful smile appeared on Song Jian’s lips. He spun around, his right hand swinging, and a blade suddenly appeared in his palm, which he swung ferociously behind him.

With a clink, like metal colliding, the young monk suddenly felt his right hand lighten, and looking at it now, all that remained was half a skeletal palm. The enemy’s blade had effortlessly sliced his palm into two.

Realizing he was dealing with a tough foe, the young monk’s heart sank. Sensing something amiss and abandoning his initial plan to devour the enemy flesh by himself, he immediately tried to shout a warning.

Song Jian charged forward, his Sky-breaking Sword mercilessly striking out at his adversary. The sword light flashed suddenly, like a streak of white silk, fiercely slashing through the air.

The young monk quickly raised his left hand to block, his speed not falling short of Song Jian’s in the slightest.

The sword edge hit the first claw of the monk’s left hand, making only a brief clashing sound before severing the claw instantly, followed by the second, third, fourth…

In an instant, all five clawed fingers on the monk’s left hand were chopped off, but this time, his palm remained intact.

The corners of the monk’s mouth twitched, a trickle of fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, as he opened it wide, attempting to shout.

“Enemy…”

Before he could finish the word “attack,” Song Jian quickly swung back his hand, a dazzling sword light sweeping from the monk’s feet towards his head. If this strike were to hit, the sharpness of the Sky-breaking Sword would cleave the monk in two.

The monk, with astonishing speed, retreated, leaving behind an afterimage in his wake;

Whoosh~

A gust of wind came, and the monk’s gray robe, already riddled with holes from bone spikes, torn and tattered, was completely shredded by the strike, fluttering like gray butterflies all around.

A bloody mark appeared on the monk’s chest, slowly oozing blood. His jaw was struck by the sword light, shattering completely, flesh mangled and even his tongue nearly severed, blood copiously spilling out.

“Mmph, mmph~”

The monk emitted several unintelligible groans, his eyes wide with horror as he looked at Song Jian, stumbling backwards.

Song Jian narrowed his eyes, the Eye of Insight instantly activating. He hadn’t used the Eye of Insight from the start for fear of provoking hostility from the monk. Now that he had identified him as an enemy, he naturally used the Eye of Insight without hesitation.

Soon, the attributes of the monk were displayed before Song Jian’s eyes.

“Bone Demon Monk, Level 78, humanoid creature, elite BOSS strength…” Song Jian slightly smiled, as it turned out to be just a level 78 elite BOSS. This might be tricky for other players, but for Song Jian, with his own attributes, he could completely overpower the opponent.

Just then, the Bone Demon Monk let out a low roar, a strange power emanating from within his body. His severed bone palms began to regrow swiftly; within seconds, they were as good as new, even his shattered jaw and tongue miraculously restored.

“This recovery speed…” A hint of surprise appeared on Song Jian’s face. The opponent’s recovery was unnervingly quick, but only the injury was healed, not much of the Vitality Points, which made Song Jian breathe a slight sigh of relief.

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