Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 30: The beginning of a shocking change, the evil spirit hides in the dark! [Happy New Year! Please vote! Please read on!]

Wang Zhen's words had just fallen.

There was a commotion coming from a few streets ahead. An unfamiliar demon slayer came flying over the eaves and walls, landing on the roof, and said in a deep voice:

"Have you spotted anyone suspicious?"

Qin Hao shook his head and asked, "No, what happened?"

The demon slayer flipped his palm and took out half of the token.

The token was made of fine iron, and the broken end was smooth and flat. It was cut by a demon-slaying sword, and the word "Sha" (Shā) could be vaguely made out.

He said in a cold voice, "I just encountered a demonic sect member. He fled after fighting with me. Judging from his tactics and this half token, he must be a scout from the Rakshasa Sect."

Evil demon?

Qin Hao frowned.

It's been less than five days since the news spread, and finally some martial arts sects can't hold back anymore?
What is the origin of this Rakshasa Sect?
“It turned out to be these rats!”

Wang Zhen grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.

"The predecessor of Luosha Sect was once a charity cemetery. Later, the sect leader obtained a piece of human skin from a corpse. On it was recorded the cultivation method of the Taoist Yin God, and he used it to establish the sect."

Xue Renfeng explained to him, "It's a pity that the method of cultivating the Yin Spirit is only half complete. It lacks the most important method of breathing and meditation. Therefore, the Luosha Sect took a different approach and devoured human spirits to nourish the Yin Spirit."

"A few years ago, the Demon Slayer Bureau conducted a cleanup operation, beheaded the sect leader, and confiscated the cultivation method. I didn't expect there were still some fish that slipped through the net."

It seems that the Rakshasa Sect is also coming for the demon blood in the Black Mountain.

The characteristic of the "Night Demon"'s blood essence is that it can pull people into dreams and devour their souls in dreams.

This is tailor-made for the Rakshasa Sect.

However, now that Black Mountain has been blocked, only the Demon Slaying Division knows the news about the Yinsha corpse-raising place.

If a martial arts sect wants to find out information, they have to take risks.

"The appearance of Luoshamen spies in Gushan City means that the martial arts sects are about to enter the city one after another."

The attacked demon slayer angrily said, "We must capture this thief and make an example of him!"

"I shot him with an arrow and he's injured. He probably can't get far. Thank you for your hard work, all three of you."

Wang Zhen clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "We are all colleagues, no need to say more."

The two men used their lightness skills and each went away in a different direction.

The outer city is very large, and there are only three demon slayers in charge of each area. When encountering such a situation, they can only act separately.

"Ugh……"

Xue Renfeng did not leave immediately. He sighed in distress and turned to look at Qin Hao.

"That colleague just now has already opened up four orifices. The spy from Luosha Sect was able to escape from his grasp, so he must have at least opened up three orifices. Brother Qin, you better be careful."

Having said that, he raised his hand and lightly tapped the breastplate on his chest with his knuckles.

A complicated spell lit up, and three black iron pills appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Huh? This heart-protecting mirror can also store things?"

Qin Hao was a little surprised.

"When you have accumulated 500 merits, you can change to another side."

Xue Renfeng handed over the three iron pills. "These are smoke bombs, made from grinding red sun grass. They have a certain restraint on evil spirits. If you encounter danger, you can throw them to the ground with all your strength to save your life."

"This one is worth ten merits!"

Qin Hao didn't hesitate and took it: "Thank you."

Xue Renfeng was all smiles.

He had witnessed Qin Hao's talent with his own eyes, and even Zhang Yuan and Chen Tong praised him highly. It was natural for him to make friends with such a colleague, as he might be able to help him in the future.

"Remember, safety first!"

He gave one last warning, then tiptoed away.

This kind of lightness skill is much better than Wang Zhen's.

Watching the three colleagues go away.

Qin Hao drew out his demon-slaying sword, then tightened the heart-protecting mirror on his chest and joined the search team with caution.

……

The outer city was a hodgepodge of people, and finding someone without special means was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, the incident occurred far from the city gate.

There are other demon slayers patrolling the route at night, so it is impossible for the Rakshasa Sect's spies to escape in a short time.

As time goes by, the Demon Slayer Bureau comes to support, seals off the area, and conducts layer-by-layer inspections. By then, he will not be able to escape even if he has wings.

Therefore, Qin Hao did not intend to find him directly.

The Rakshasa clan spy was seriously injured and was on the run.

He only needs to appear in the opponent's sight and keep putting pressure on him to drive him away.

of course.

You must also be wary of the other party becoming desperate and attacking you.

The Qi and blood in the two acupoints are surging and running through the meridians, and can burst out in an instant to deal with the crisis.

……

A dark alley in the outer city.

A beggar was huddled in the corner, wrapped in straw, his face covered by his messy hair like a chicken coop, and he exuded the foul smell of someone who hadn't taken a bath for several months.

Passersby avoid it as much as possible, not wanting to be contaminated by bad luck.

But no one noticed.

Beneath the dirty hair, there was a pair of eyes full of hostility.

"The Demon Slayer... is truly a difficult task."

He lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There was a half-broken arrow there, with the tip of the arrow stuck in the flesh. He didn't dare pull it out for fear of leaving bloodstains.

This is the spy who attacked the Demon Slayer.

At this moment, his face looked a little ugly.

This place is too far from the city gate, and there are Demon Slayers patrolling at night along the way. If he continues to delay, he will have nowhere to hide when the Demon Slayers come to his rescue.

"Time is running out, we must leave this place as soon as possible..."

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of tiles shaking.

Luoshamen, who has learned the Taoist Yin Shen cultivation method, has a very strong soul perception ability, which is the main reason why he was able to evade the pursuit of the demon slayer.

He glanced upwards, and his pupils shrank into pinholes in an instant.

Suddenly, a young man with a straight figure appeared on the roof facing the street. He was wearing a black tight-fitting suit and his short cape was rustling in the night wind.

He stood on the roof, his figure tall and majestic, one hand on the knife, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surroundings.

"Demon Slayer!"

The spy immediately withdrew his gaze, suppressed his breath, curled up in the straw, and pretended to tremble.

With his powerful soul perception, there was indeed no flaw in his disguise.

The person standing on the roof was Qin Hao.

He looked around, his gaze far away.

In the direction of the inner city, there seemed to be a long dragon of torches, approaching this side in an orderly and rapid manner.

"It's the City Defense Department."

He tiptoed and moved closer.

And just as he set off.

The spy curled up in the straw pile suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, and a gleam of shrewdness and surprise flashed across his face.

"The Qi and blood fluctuations in this demon slayer's body... only opened up two acupoints?!"

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

“There is always a way out!”

His escape route might depend on this demon slayer.

He watched Qin Hao's figure rising and falling from the rooftops. He tossed aside the straw, clutching his chest, and turned to disappear into the dim alley.

(End of this chapter)