Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

A fleeting moment, yet it felt like billions of years of turmoil.

Lin Ji opened his eyes, and as far as the eye could see, it stretched for thousands of miles!

A towering wall, thousands of feet high, stands on all four sides of the horizon.

The wall was covered with countless bronze mirrors, each reflecting a scene that seemed familiar.

……

In the dead of night, a black-canopied horse-drawn carriage traveled through the desolate countryside, its lights flickering like stars.

Inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Gao Qunshu shattered the dragon bones with one foot, his smile ferocious.

Outside Changhua Hall, Song Qiming slit his throat with a sword, and a thunderbolt suddenly struck overhead.

Beside the dueling platform, Zhong Xiaoyan stood with her hands on her hips, exuding arrogance.

At the top of Jialan Temple, the Alaya consciousness battles a host of heroes.

On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, Bai Su's face was solemn, while wind and thunder surged in the sky.

Outside Weizhou City, several demon kings were displaying their wickedness.

A white jade boat prow, adorned with two red flowers, laughs as it greets the rising waves.

In Tianwai Village, Zheng Lixin extended two fingers to grip the sword's edge.

Before Zhanma Town, a lone swordsman stood, his fury shattering the heavens.

On the desolate mountain cliffs, the northern frost hangs heavy, and one gazes into the distance.

……

Inside the mirage wall, outside the Buddha's gate.

The snow-capped mountains of the far north, the bitter sea of ​​the western land.

Every place, every scene, is a part of this life.

Whether joyful or sorrowful, or unwilling to simply drift away with the wind.

Divine magic steals the heavens, allowing for reincarnation and rebirth.

Now, he can freely step into a mirror and start over.

With his current status as a tenth-level terrestrial immortal, he can certainly turn the tide with his willpower.

He glared at Gao Qunshu until he was dead, and with a flick of his finger, he annihilated Si Wuming!

Ghost King Zhou Dian, and the old thief Qin Ye are merely his subordinate souls!

Fierce demons and evil dragons, monstrous monsters and wicked monks—which of them can give birth?
In doing so, one can settle scores and save millions of lives. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

If only I could be reborn from this moment...

Why borrow the mirage wall and nine thunderbolts? No tears need to be shed at the Buddha's gate!
He could even leap out of the sky, grab the two old ghosts, and shout, "Where is the chess piece?!"

Tianji, Jian Lansheng, stop trying to be mysterious in front of me.

Believe it or not, a casual remark from me can startle you all.

……

All sorts of thoughts were swept away in an instant.

Lin Ji smiled and did not choose any of the bronze mirrors.

The departed are gone.
The future is yet to come.

With a wave of his long sleeves, bronze mirrors shattered, and the surrounding high walls collapsed with a roar.

Lin Ji leaped into the sky, and as far as the eye could see, the vast land of China stretched out before him.

With a mere thought, he could see all the plants, trees, and insects, and hear the chirping of cicadas and the roar of tigers.

In the far north, amidst a blanket of snow, a young man, wrapped up like a dumpling, is making his arduous journey south.

Although the eyes were the only part of the face visible, Lin Ji recognized him immediately.

This guy with a sly smile in his eyes is the one who set traps and plotted against him all along. Now he has finally regained his senses and found his true self!
"You old bastard!"

Lin Ji chuckled mischievously, "I'll make you suffer a bit more too!" With a casual flick of his wrist, a sudden gale arose in the far north snowfield, causing Tianji to tumble and roll down the slope.

After this happened several times, Tianji finally realized that something seemed amiss!

He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, laughing as he cried out, "This humble Taoist knows his mistake! He knows his mistake! Please forgive me, and let me perform another divination for the Holy Emperor in person to atone for my sins!"

In Blackstone City, Li Si, dressed in tattered clothes and smiling broadly, finished distributing porridge and rice to the crowd of people while sweating profusely. He then turned and returned to the inner courtyard of the mansion, where he was immediately surrounded by seven or eight pretty and delicate young maids.

Some carried bird's nest and ginseng soup, some held white handkerchiefs, and some quickly stepped forward to change into fine silk clothes, their faces full of sweet smiles as they massaged shoulders and feet.

Li Si casually picked up a plump one and chuckled as he nestled her into his arms.

An elderly man who looked like a steward knelt down and carefully answered Li Si while holding the account book, which displeased Li Si, who kicked him in the face, leaving him covered in blood.

Lin Ji frowned: "You treacherous villain! I won't let you off this time!"

A gust of wind blew outside the door, and a pine needle broke through the window and struck Li Si squarely in the throat!
In the Lu family mansion, a group of dragons rose and bowed, offering toasts one after another.

Master Xianyun's face was already flushed from drinking, but he remained fearless, finishing each cup in one gulp.

Inside and outside the dock, He Kui was directing a group of migrant workers and fishermen to load boat after boat of fish and shrimp that had been driven ashore by the dragons, and then send them to various places.

In the imperial city of Jingzhou, Zhang Dahe, who had come all the way from Yunzhou, was shirtless, leading a group of soldiers to clear away debris.

Outside the Great Compassion Temple in Liangzhou, the accomplished Taoist nun Hu Nu was pretending to be serious as she stared at a group of children swaying and sitting cross-legged in meditation.

One of the chubby boys was sleeping soundly, occasionally swaying from side to side.

In front of him, a little girl with rabbit ears squinted and glanced sideways at the direction of the swaying shadow, trying her best to hide it with her small frame, a sweet smile faintly showing at the corners of her tightly pursed lips.

The Zhong family mansion was packed with distinguished guests, who lined up from the entrance along the long street all the way to the rattan ladder at the city gate.

Two bright and clever children were surrounded by guests such as Ti Yun and Xuan Song, who fawned over them like stars around the moon, occasionally letting out a loud cheer.

In the backyard, Zhong Qilun blocked the doorway, gesturing wildly as he tried to persuade Zhong Xiaoyan and Lu Zhaoer, who were dressed in a tight-fitting outfit. The two women looked anxious and kept glancing south.

Across the vast expanse of Victoria, the scene was quite different. Under Tian Shengguo's leadership, all the men were shirtless, driving oxen and plowing the fields with all their might.

Hundreds of other Dao Array Sect disciples were setting up arrays everywhere. It seemed they were preparing to summon clouds and rain to irrigate the fields.

On the islands of the Demon Kingdom, apart from the Bear and Deer tribes which remained unscathed, all other tribes were left in ruins. Even those notoriously vicious families had been completely eradicated by Wei Yannian.

Qi Tianying, covered in wounds, knelt before the ancestral land, while the three giants, Ma Sheng, Jia Sheng, and Fu Sheng, stood in a row.

Xuanxiao and Diaosheng stood silently to one side, half a zhang apart, occasionally glancing at each other, hesitant to speak, as if they had old grudges.

Golden Peak and Cloud Peak, an exception was made for the presence of guests.

Jin Wanguang, Tiansheng, Jian Lanting, and the new Daoist Ancestors Yu Zihe and Liu Zuoan.

Many powerful figures were present, but the one in the main seat was a gaunt old man in black robes.

On the tea table set between the group, there were no cups or teapots, but in the center lay a tattered silk scroll map.

The inscription reads: "Reclaim China."

Liangzhou lies a thousand miles underground, within a divine stone and jade chamber.

Bai Zun, Ling Chen, Lao Niu, Pang He, and the others were sitting cross-legged and regulating their breathing.

With flowers and grass adorning their heads, Azi and Alu were vigorously pounding the medicine jar with their chubby little hands.

In the side cave, the Huo family uncle and nephew were examining a pile of magical treasures one by one, occasionally throwing one out and instructing the disciples of various sects such as Taiyi, Golden Peak, and Three Saints Cave to either collect them or send them to different places.

Lu Cong stared blankly at his sleeping, chubby son with a wide grin. He wanted to laugh out loud but was afraid his wife would grab his ears and kick him out, so he forced his big, dark face to look like a monkey's bottom.

A single banana leaf floats from the south.

On a banana leaf, a child of about seven or eight years old stood with his hands behind his back. The child looked around, and suddenly, as if he had not lost his childlike innocence, he resolutely pulled down his pants and urinated happily.

The urine splashed into the sea, creating a golden spray, and the fish scrambling for it instantly became incredibly bright!
call!
The fish that got the most suddenly leaped into the sky and transformed into a dragon!

……

Lin Ji's gaze swept across the vast expanse, taking in all the wonders of the world.

He then looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, "The world is at peace! Now it is time for me to tour the three thousand heavens beyond!"

(The End) (End of Chapter)