Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 51 A head!
Yang Lixin stepped on the tiger's corpse and looked around.

The valley was filled with a strong smell of blood and corpses were everywhere.

"What are the casualties?"

Chen Tong said in a heavy tone, "Two hall masters died in the line of duty, along with thirty bronze-level demon slayers, over a hundred martial artists, and nearly two hundred soldiers."

Yang Lixin couldn't help but gasp, the wound on his chest moved, and his facial muscles twitched.

Such a battle situation can be described as tragic.

The only good news is that after the Demon Mountain was defeated, the monsters in the Black Mountain will not be able to become a threat in the next hundred years.

"The deceased will receive a pension: 500 taels for the hall master, 100 taels for the demon slayer, and 40 taels for the soldiers. As for the martial artists..."

Yang Lixin paused.

Although this group of martial artists have no special skills and lack of killing moves, they have the advantage of numbers. Without their help, it would be impossible for the demon slayers and the army of Gushan City to sweep across the Demon Mountain.

Not to mention that the Liansheng Sect is helping behind the scenes.

"Reward according to merit, don't be stingy!"

Chen Tong nodded and asked again, "Sir, the elders of the Liansheng Sect's headquarters..."

Yang Lixin frowned.

Since the conquest of Demon Mountain, the elder of the Liansheng Sect's headquarters has not appeared. He is also a third-level warrior. If he were there, the situation would probably be even more tragic.

The Liansheng Sect made a big fuss and spread the news about the demon's blood, but at this critical moment, it disappeared?

"A place where evil spirits raise corpses?!"

Yang Lixin seemed to have thought of something. He ignored his injuries and immediately ordered, "Send a message to Gushan City and have someone come over to clean up the battlefield. Those who have the strength to spare can follow me."

The group changed direction and rushed to the west side of Black Mountain.

Here.

A scarlet blood mist enveloped an area of ​​100 miles in radius, and occasionally shrill wails could be heard from it.

Outside the blood mist, there is also a demon slayer on duty.

"Master Yang!"

Seeing Yang Lixin covered in blood, the demon slayer was shocked and quickly saluted.

"Is there anything unusual in the Yinsha corpse-raising area?"

Yang Lixin asked quickly.

The demon slayer on duty was stunned and shook his head, saying, "Nothing unusual."

No abnormality?
Chen Tong said in a deep voice, "The Liansheng Cult went to great lengths to attract martial artists from the Jianghu and collude with the monsters in Black Mountain, and they were scared off so easily?"

A hint of doubt and worry appeared between Yang Lixin's brows.

He couldn't figure out the intentions of the Liansheng Cult, so he simply gave up thinking about it and said coldly:

"The Qingzhou garrison commander will arrive soon. Once we take care of this evil corpse-raising ground, everything will become clear."

……

however.

Deep in the Yinsha corpse-raising area... to be more precise, in the underground Yin veins below.

The missing elder of the Liansheng Sect stood in front of a sarcophagus.

Inside the sarcophagus, there is a stone statue's head.

If Qin Hao were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the Mother of No Birth worshipped by the Liansheng Sect.

The weird thing is.

Half of the face of this head was actually full of flesh and blood, just like a living person, but the other half was still gray and withered stone skin.

"Humph, it's a monster after all. Even if it has intelligence, it's still a fool!"

Touching the cold stone skin, the old man's face was ferocious and he cursed angrily.

If the mountain king hadn't gotten into trouble, Gushan City would have been in chaos long ago, and the martial arts sects wouldn't have defected to the Demon Slaying Division; if the yellow-skinned man hadn't been greedy, he wouldn't have been so clever as to lose hundreds of essences and blood in Wuli Village.

As long as one thing succeeds, the head of the Mother of No Birth will not be only half broken.

And now.

The Qingzhou garrison commander is about to arrive at Gushan City and cannot stay there for long. If the Demon Slayers discover the Holy Church's purpose, they will probably face another reckoning.

After a burst of impotent rage, he took a deep breath, calmed down, unwillingly rolled up the head, and disappeared into the earth veins.

……

The Demon Slayer Division.

Qin Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, a cluster of golden sun fire quietly suspended above his head, warming his whole body, as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

The experiences of the past six months flashed through his mind involuntarily. The despair of being trapped in the demon prison, the ecstasy of learning martial arts, the panic of facing the demons... All along, he had been paralyzing himself with the thought of "no way out" as he fought the demons for his life.

but now.

This ray of life fire, like the sun, tore through the haze above his head and gave him the courage to draw his sword against the world.

I heard that the tofu pudding here is salty, the meat is fragrant, and the girls in the brothels are sexy. Everything is true.

Living a new life, waking up from a dream!

After his life fire was completely consolidated, Qin Hao opened his eyes, pushed the door and walked out of the quiet room.

The sun was rising, and the warm sunlight poured down on him. The [Golden Crow Mysterious Seal] in his mind flickered slightly, making him feel warm and refreshed.

Suddenly.

There was a strong smell of blood at the tip of my nose.

"Ok?"

Qin Hao raised his eyebrows and walked quickly out of the backyard.

Carriages were dragging the broken limbs and corpses towards the demon prison.

There are monsters, evil disciples of the Liansheng Sect, martial artists, and even demon slayers!

"what happened?"

Qin Hao saw his acquaintance Niu Gui at a glance, walked up to him and asked in a deep voice.

Niu Gui said with a heavy expression, "Lord Si Zheng led the martial artists and the various sects to attack the Demon Mountain. These are the corpses pulled out from the Black Mountain."

Sweep the demon mountain?

Has there been any result in clearing out the Black Mountain monsters and the evil followers of the Liansheng Sect?
Qin Hao watched the bodies being transported in and hurried to Jinglei Hall.

The atmosphere in Jinglei Hall today was depressing, and even the officials walked on tiptoe.

Chen Tong, whose voice was as loud as thunder in the past, sat behind the desk.

His face was pale and he had not recovered from his injuries yet.

At my feet were piles of mint dregs.

He held a list in his hands, but seemed to lack the courage to open it.

Wang Zhen and Xue Renfeng stood aside, also silent.

"Master Chen."

Qin Hao clasped his fists lightly and bowed.

Chen Tong raised his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse: "You are here? How is your injury?"

It was obvious that he was absent-minded and didn't even notice Qin Hao lighting the life fire.

"It's all right now."

Qin Hao paused and asked, "Master, those corpses transported to the Demon Prison..."

Chen Tong put down the list in his hand and subconsciously wanted to take out the mint from his pocket, but found that it had already been eaten. He could only rub his eyebrows and sigh:

"The demons within Black Mountain and the evil followers of the Liansheng Cult have all been slain. The unrest in Lonely Mountain City has come to a temporary end."

"But I also paid a huge price for being the Demon Slayer."

After saying that, he handed the list to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao opened it and took a look.

When he saw the first name, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"The head of the Sword Qi Hall, Huang Jiuling, died on the battlefield, having slain three second-level monsters and eighteen first-level monsters. He received a pension of five hundred taels, six thousand merits, and blessings to his relatives!"

at this time.

Qin Hao also knew what this list was.

I also understand why Chen Tong looks so sad.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Demon Slaying Division may be a "primeval beast", but once you enter the Demon Slaying Division, everyone is a brother who has shared life and death with you.

Because the demon slayer is facing demons!
Only with a strong and trustworthy teammate can you have a greater chance of survival.

We are all "comrades-in-arms" who can fight against each other.

But now.

How could I bring myself to tell the wives and children of these "comrades-in-arms" the news that their parents had sacrificed their lives?
clap clap!

Chen Tong suddenly slapped himself twice, stood up, and said, "It's not the first time, let's go."

He looked at Qin Hao:
"You come too. Maybe you will experience something like this in the future."

(End of this chapter)