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Chapter 592: Danger (Part 2)

"Lord Dao!"

Upon learning Zhang Yuan's true identity, the old man in plain clothes was so frightened that he immediately stood up and was about to kneel down before him.

Zhang Yuan quickly helped him up, saying, "Father-in-law, there's no need for that."

The old man in plain clothes blinked, squeezing out two cloudy tears: "We...we've been waiting all this time..."

His voice gradually lowered, clearly as he thought of his murdered relatives.

Zhang Yuan sighed, "I only realized this now. Although I can't save those who have already died, I can still avenge them."

"Thank you, sir."

The old man in plain clothes wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked with some doubt, "Sir, are you all alone?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I'm enough on my own."

In fact, clearing out and eliminating the supernatural does not necessarily require a large number of people, especially in complex environments such as deep mountains and forests.

It's actually better for Zhang Yuan to act alone than with a large group of people.

They will not be implicated.

His gaze fell upon the rolling mountains, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The old man in plain clothes sensed something and was immediately horrified.

Swallowing hard, the old man cautiously asked, "Sir, is there anything this humble old man can do for you?"

"It's very simple."

What Zhang Yuan wanted to hear was this: "Tell me everything you know about the supernatural!"

That evening, Zhang Yuan stayed at Old Man Wang's house.

He was staying in the room of Old Wang's son, who had gone missing three years ago while chopping firewood on the mountain. In the end, only half a torn piece of clothing was found.

Since there was no blood on the clothes, it was deduced that the person was harmed by something supernatural.

The room was very basic, with no furniture other than a dilapidated wooden bed.

Zhang Yuan didn't care. He took out a futon from his storage space and sat on it to practice his internal energy.

Practice the "Hun Yuan Tian Gang Zheng Fa".

Zhang Yuan's mastery of this technique has reached a very high level. Although he is still far from breaking through to the Divine Realm, his peak sixth-order cultivation allows him to deeply understand the profound meaning of the "Hun Yuan Tian Gang Zheng Fa".

Therefore, although the benefit of a single cultivation session is negligible, the accumulation of every little bit strengthens his foundation.

By the middle of the night, the oil lamp hanging by the window had long been extinguished, and the cold moonlight shone into the room through the gaps in the wooden window.

Zhang Yuan remained motionless with his eyes closed, like a frozen statue.

Suddenly, a furry, yellow head appeared outside the window. It stared at Zhang Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, with a ghostly green light in its eyes, making it look extremely eerie.

The next moment, a long tail rose from behind its head, nimbly coiling around its neck and probing into the room, releasing a pale yellow gas.

Just then, Zhang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The glint of light in his eyes was like a flash of lightning, instantly illuminating the dim room.

The monster outside the window was startled and instinctively tried to pull its head back.

Suddenly, a flash of cold light pierced through the air and instantly pierced its head!
There was a thud, and something fell to the ground outside.

Zhang Yuan gave a cold laugh, got up and pushed open the door.

On the ground outside the window, there lay a huge weasel!
Weasels are known as "Huang Daxian" in folk tradition because they are believed to possess high spirituality and should not be harmed easily.

Moreover, if they live long enough, they will become true spirit beasts.

If an ordinary person saw this weasel, they would probably be so frightened that they would kneel down and worship it on the spot.

But in Zhang Yuan's eyes, this creature, several times the size of an ordinary weasel, exuded a sinister aura.

Although a dagger was stuck in its forehead, it did not die immediately. It struggled to stand up like a human and gave Zhang Yuan a sinister smile: "You're dead. My king will..." It actually spoke in human language!

However, Zhang Yuan didn't let it finish speaking before the Taotie knife at his waist was suddenly drawn.

Clang!
A wolf's head shot into the sky.

Zhang Yuan reached out and grabbed the head in mid-air.

Please perform a ritual to guide them to the afterlife!

In the blink of an eye, the wolf's head turned to ashes and fell to the ground.

Only the dagger remained.

This dagger was seized by Zhang Yuan from the enemy. It was black and dull, with an unusually sinister and sinister appearance, making it a very special type of mystical weapon.

Zhang Yuan did not feed it to the God-Slaying Blade, but kept it as a backup weapon.

He had tested the power of this dagger before; it had only grazed the skin, yet it had killed a fourth-level expert on the spot in a very short time, making it exceptionally vicious and evil.

However, it is clearly not very effective in dealing with monsters.

After putting the dagger back into his storage space, Zhang Yuan then performed a ritual to release the weasel's corpse into the afterlife.

They actually gained over a thousand points of Origin Essence!
Besides Guan Xiucai's suggestion, another important purpose of Zhang Yuan's departure from Xiyuan Dao City to sweep away the strange creatures was to harvest source essence—both eliminating strange creatures and exorcising monsters can yield source essence.

He donated all the source matter he had just obtained to the main body of the God's Nest.

The Divine Nest itself has now reached level six, and Zhang Yuan plans to help it evolve to level seven.

Add another empty nest house.

Unlike the host body, as long as there is enough source matter input, the main body of the Divine Nest can be upgraded to level ten or above.

The highest level of the host is level nine.

This information was proactively transmitted to Zhang Yuan when the Divine Nest advanced to level five.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Zhang Yuan glanced around and saw the big black dog curled up in the corner of the courtyard.

The guy was trembling with fear, and there was a puddle of glistening water on the ground. He probably peed himself from being scared by the weasel monster and couldn't even scream.

Now that it has recovered, when it sees Zhang Yuan's gaze on it, it immediately wags its tail and shows a fawning expression.

What use do you want!

Zhang Yuan shook his head and returned to his room.

He secretly wondered how Old Man Wang, all alone with only an ordinary house dog for company, had managed to survive until now.
Zhang Yuan did not sense anything strange about the other party.

This is rather strange!

But he didn't pay too much attention to it, because there's no logic to weird things, and it's normal for anything to happen.

Perhaps it was just that Old Man Wang was incredibly lucky.

The next morning, after having breakfast, Zhang Yuan followed Old Man Wang into the deep mountains.

The latter told him a lot about strange things.

Some of these were witnessed by the farmer himself, and their authenticity is beyond doubt.

Led by him, Zhang Yuan walked along the path overgrown with weeds to the mountainside.

A dilapidated mountain god temple appeared before him.

The temple is not large, and because it has been neglected and no one has maintained or repaired it, most of it has collapsed and is overgrown with grass and trees.

There were also a lot of spider webs.

As for the statues that were supposed to protect the mountain people, they were shattered and collapsed on the ground.

It looked exceptionally desolate.

(End of this chapter)