Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 45 Trap?!
Black Mountain at night is a paradise for mountain spirits and ghosts.

On the rugged mountain road.

More than ten figures half a man's height were looming in the dense jungle.

They have slender bodies, and under their tangled and sticky fur, they have well-proportioned and bulging muscles. They have ferocious faces, and carry a ten-foot-high sedan chair on their shoulders, walking on the mountain road as if it were flat ground.

On the sedan chair, a yellow-skinned animal weighing at least 400 kilograms was lying leisurely.

The fat on his body was piled up densely layered like a mountain of flesh, and as the sedan chair swayed, the mountain of flesh also trembled.

Even in the dead of night, the deep yellow fur still emitted a faint glow, forming a sharp contrast with the other yellow furs.

"You've been taking me around in this mountain for half a day, why don't you go back?"

Beside the sedan chair.

A middle-aged man in a white robe with a gloomy face glanced down and spoke in a deep voice.

But his gaze was not on the yellow-skinned man.

But it was on a small black flag in its arms.

The small flag was engraved with complicated spells and a ferocious green face was embroidered in the center.

Wisps of black mist rose up.

Human faces emerged, including the elderly, children, men, and women, and each face was filled with fear and despair.

"No hurries?"

As they got on the carriage, the yellow-skinned man raised his eyes lazily, picked his teeth lightly, and said casually, "If we want to nourish the Yin Sha, how can the essence of these mortals be enough?"

"What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, it's to catch big fish."

The yellow-skinned man's voice was hoarse and flat, but there was a hint of mockery and bloodthirstiness in his eyes.

Hear the words.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, and even his tone rose a few degrees: "You... left anyone alive?"

"Before we left, the captain repeatedly instructed us to fight quickly and decisively, and to delay the Demon Slayers' actions as much as possible. Why didn't you do as he said?"

Hearing the questioning tone in his voice, the laziness on Huangpizi's face disappeared, and turned into a gloomy face: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The elite soldiers under him also stopped and turned their heads to reveal their cold fangs.

"Remember, the reason the Mountain King is cooperating with you is just for that drop of demon blood. Otherwise, all of you would be our food!"

The yellow-skinned man stared at him sinisterly, his eyes full of greed.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy.

The yellow-skinned man in front of him is a capable general under the command of the mountain king, and has the strength of the Life Fire Realm.

The soul flag in his hand can even summon souls and devour spirits. It can be called a magic weapon. No one knows where it came from.

Seeing that he was afraid and angry but dared not speak, the yellow-skinned man lay back on the sedan chair and sneered:
"It was you, the Liansheng Cult, who started the fight against the Demon Slayer Division, yet you're terrified now?"

There was a pause in the words.

He suddenly stood up, half of his body resting on the armrest. The weight made the yellow-skinned man who was carrying the sedan chair beneath him tremble with his legs, but he still stood firmly, not daring to move even a little.

"I'm actually very curious. If your Liansheng Sect doesn't want the blood of the demons in the Yinsha Land, then what is it that you seek?"

"Is there anything more precious in this dark and evil place?"

The yellow-skinned man stared at the middle-aged man with his dark eyes, as if trying to see through his thoughts.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man looked away and snorted coldly: "You'd better think about it carefully. What will you do if the Demon Slayers catch up with you?"

"Boring."

The yellow fox lay back on the sedan chair, gently patting the small flag in his arms with his paws, and said leisurely: "My soul flag hasn't had a good meal in a long time."

"Demon Slayer, please don't make me wait too long."

……

In the Black Mountains.

Qin Hao and others have set out on the mountain road to search for traces of monsters and evil followers of the Liansheng Sect.

The team consists of warriors who are at the initial stage with more than ten orifices. The rugged mountain road in the dark night is as easy as walking on flat ground for them.

Wang Zhen walked in front, squatting from time to time to detect suspicious traces.

When it comes to experience in slaying demons, no one present can match him. "Comparing the footprints, they are undoubtedly yellow-skinned creatures. There are many of them, and they are very messy. There must be at least ten or more demons."

He stood up and spoke in a deep voice about the conclusion he had drawn.

More than ten monsters?
No wonder they were able to massacre the entire Wuli Village silently.

"The soil around the footprints is still wet. I guess these monsters are not far from us."

Wang Zhen turned and looked at Qin Hao.

But Qin Hao frowned slightly.

Wang Zhen: "You noticed it too?"

Qin Hao said: "This mark was left too deliberately."

"We've only been in the mountains for half an hour, and they've already caught up. That's way too easy."

At this time, he couldn't help but think that all the villagers and servants in Wuli Village were slaughtered, so why was Li Yu the only one who survived?

At that time, I thought he happened not to be there and escaped.

But if that's the case, why can he insist that the Wuli Village Massacre was the work of monsters and evil followers of the Liansheng Sect after he woke up?
Wang Zhen pondered for a moment and said, "The roads in the mountains are complicated. If you leave traces, they are easy to find, but it is just as easy to erase them."

"It seems the other party didn't even think about hiding their whereabouts."

"Or, they just don't take the Demon Slayer Division seriously."

"Either..."

Qin Hao took over the conversation: "Fishing?"

Wang Zhen nodded and asked, "Should we continue chasing? Or wait for the Hall Master to arrive? If we do, we can catch up in less than half an hour on foot."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Qin Hao could reply, a martial artist interrupted him:
"Chase! Why not chase?"

"With so many of us, we can fight even if we encounter a monster in the Life Fire Realm."

"Master Qin, let's make it clear first. Can I get the merits of the Demon Slayer Division starting today?"

Relying on their large numbers, these martial artists seemed very excited.

"Don't forget, everyone, besides the monsters, there are also the evil followers of the Liansheng Cult."

Wang Zhen reminded in a deep voice.

This is Black Mountain, the home of monsters.

Hear the words.

The Jianghu warrior raised an eyebrow.

For a moment, everyone turned their eyes to Qin Hao, waiting for his decision.

And at this time.

Qin Hao was looking up at the deep and dense forest.

then.

Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly drew out the demon-slaying sword from his waist.

"Do you still want to pursue me?"

Wang Zhen wanted to speak up and remind him.

Qin Hao shook his head slightly and said, "There's no need to chase them anymore. They're coming."

Ok?
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction his gaze was pointing.

In the dark forest, the bushes were shaking violently.

Faintly, there seemed to be more than a dozen figures half a body shorter than ordinary people flashing by.

After a few breaths.

These figures appeared in everyone's sight.

It turned out to be ten yellow-skinned men carrying a sedan chair.

And on the sedan chair, there was an old guy lying there who looked like a mountain of flesh.

The moment you see it.

Everyone felt a sense of crisis rising in their hearts and instinctively drew their weapons as if facing a formidable enemy.

"whispering sound!"

On the chase, the yellow-skinned man glanced lazily at Qin Hao and the others, speaking in a human tone with contempt and disdain: "I fished for half a day and caught a few small fish. What a bummer!"

(End of this chapter)