Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Inside the camp.

Li Changsheng frowned, glancing at Luo Chen with his eyes for a while, then closing them in deep thought.

He thought about it a lot.

At first, I thought Luo Chen had been possessed by some kind of extraterrestrial demon.

This explains why the other party was in a state of divine inspiration.

But that's even more unreasonable.

Luo Chen's soul was young and perfectly integrated with his body, showing no signs of being possessed.

Luo Chen: Hey! You might have guessed right, except I'm a reincarnation, not someone who possesses another's body.

Ignore Li Changsheng's internal struggle.

Put away the blue turtle that was once again lost in a brainstorming session on the table.

Pull back the tent flap and stand under the sky.

One by one, glistening snowflakes drifted down.

A gust of cold wind blew by, carrying a slight chill.

Wang Yue and four others suddenly appeared from nowhere, each carrying a roasted pig on their shoulders.

"Boss, this is a top-grade spirit pig, a real gem."

Wang Yue had a big smile on his face.

These spirit pigs are specially raised by the Demon Suppression Division for food.

At the martial arts realm, ordinary meat cannot replenish the enormous amount of qi and blood consumed by a martial artist.

Such animals are needed as the main source of supplementation and energy for cultivation.

Luo Chen lifted the tent flap and let the group inside.

The group sat together and started chatting.

"Boss, I just heard someone say..." Wang Yue came over at this moment, looked around, and said softly.

"It seems that our Great Qian Dynasty has already fallen apart."

Luo Chen frowned, wondering if the news had spread that fast.

Thinking about it carefully, it hasn't been long since the Great Qian Dynasty's fortunes faded away.

It's not that fast.

Seeing that Luo Chen did not respond, Wang Yue then whispered.

"Boss, the Great Qian Dynasty is gone. What do you suggest we, the Demon Suppression Division, do now?"

After all, the Demon Suppression Division was established by that Martial Saint during the heyday of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The others shared the same concerns and were somewhat confused about the future.

Luo Chen tore at the roasted meat in his hand and said irritably.

"What does the fall of the Great Qian have to do with us lowly Demon Suppressors?"

Eat and drink to your heart's content!

"To put it bluntly, we don't even have the right to take sides!"

"Just follow the instructions above!"

After thinking about it, Wang Yue and the others suddenly had a breakthrough.

The speed of his movements also increased slightly.

They were all martial arts practitioners in their prime, and the rather large roasted pig was quickly devoured.

"I must say, this commander is quite generous; the food is pretty good."

The group of demon-suppressing envoys, having eaten and drunk their fill, patted their bellies and sighed with satisfaction.

"Those were temporary missions before. This time, the six towns' demon bureaus have joined forces, the main camp stands firm, and there are supplies from the rear."

"This means we're going to fight a protracted war!"

Wang Yue, with a blade of grass in his mouth shaving his teeth, stroked his chin and analyzed.

Luo Chen glanced at him in surprise.

Hey, this kid can be pretty smart sometimes.

The Demon Suppression Division has not yet launched a large-scale attack; they are currently guarding the Bailong River.

But this is not a long-term solution.

It's impossible for most of the Demon Division's manpower in the six towns to be stationed along the upper and lower reaches of the Bailong River indefinitely.

Therefore, both sides are waiting for the right opportunity.

As for when that opportunity will arrive.

Luo Chen stated that he was merely a lowly Demon Suppression Captain.

His specialty is slaying demons.

I really can't figure out what they were thinking.

……

Time slipped away quietly amidst the wind and snow.

The Bailong River has stopped flowing ceaselessly.

All that remained between heaven and earth was a chaotic white expanse.

The ground cracked open, and icicles condensed in the crevices.

The group of people traversed through the wind and snow, their breath instantly turning into frost flowers.

Wang Yue, panting heavily, clutched his back and looked at the damn weather.

Everyone initially thought that this year was just a case of winter arriving earlier than usual.

But I didn't expect it to be this fierce.

Even after living in the North for so many years, I have never seen such severe cold.

A winter so cold that the entire Bailong River freezes over would have been unheard of before.

But now, Wang Yue looked at the ice layer beneath his feet, which seemed to be incredibly thick, and he could hardly believe it.

Luo Chen also found it strange and asked Li Changsheng via telepathy.

This ancient being, who has lived for over five thousand years, is very knowledgeable.

Li Changsheng remained silent for a moment, his tone also carrying a sense of confusion.

"The fortune of this land has dissipated, and natural disasters will continue in the future."

"This will not change until fortunes are restored and a new dynasty is born."

"However, this also cannot be explained," Li Changsheng added, and then continued.

"I've heard that the Grand Preceptor of the Great Qian Dynasty is skilled in divination and possesses a supreme treasure that can manipulate the celestial timing of the four directions by leveraging the nation's destiny!"

"But now the nation's fortunes have declined, which seems to be different from the rumors."

Li Changsheng analyzed for a long time, but ultimately failed to reach a specific conclusion.

He is currently recovering from serious injuries.

Unable to utilize strength, relying solely on perspective, this is all one can think of.

Luo Chen and his group struggled to walk on the snow that had half their bodies submerged, with two more people behind them carrying materials they had taken from the demons on their shoulders.

"This awful weather is so bad, even demons are hiding in their shells."

A demon-suppressing envoy, his lips cracked, spoke weakly.

Even though they were martial artists, their vital energy was constantly being depleted in this extreme cold.

It's really asking too much of a demon-suppressing envoy at the Yi Jin level to patrol in this kind of weather.

Luo Chen, on the other hand, was not affected too much.

But he was somewhat worried about the people in the Liu family.

Hopefully, Qingyuan City can remain stable until he returns.

"Boss, look, there seems to be someone up ahead?"

Wang Yue squinted, raised his hand to shield his eyes from the wind and snow, and suddenly saw a figure standing in the hazy gray ahead.

Luo Chen looked over and raised an eyebrow.

He said it subconsciously.

"Let's go, turn around and go back."

"Boss?" Wang Yue and the others were puzzled.

But seeing Luo Chen's solemn expression, they gritted their teeth and the five of them gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

They watched as the crowd walked away.

Luo Chen took a step forward and slowly walked ahead.

"senior!"

Li Changsheng shrank back and did not answer.

Young people should experience more things.

Only with a martial arts spirit can one forge ahead and transform oneself through countless trials.

The world was eerily silent.

Luo Chen released his spiritual power to probe the surroundings, but he could not detect any life force from this figure.

A frozen corpse?

Various thoughts flashed through Luo Chen's mind.

The footsteps approached from afar, circled around from behind, maintained a distance of fifty meters, and came to the front of the figure.

"Is it really a dead person?"

Luo Chen frowned and saw that the other person's clothes were the uniform of the Demon Suppression Guard.

"No, my perception is correct."

Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Luo Chen's mind, and a sense of crisis descended upon him.

The ice beneath their feet shattered instantly, turning into countless ice crystal fragments.

Luo Chen withdrew his spiritual power, and the Yin-Yang True Qi slashed down on the blade.

The ice layer, tens of meters thick, below was instantly shattered by the aftershocks of their battle.

Wow!

The icy cold river water suddenly gushed out from the bottom, reaching a height of tens of feet, and condensed into an ice pillar in mid-air.

In the wind and snow.

A blood-red blade slashed across the spot where Luo Chen was standing.

It has a human-like body, but one arm is shaped like a scythe of flesh and blood. It wears a black dress and its face is covered with dry and twisted flesh.

[Yao west (Mysterious Apertures 240): 37/40.]

Luo Chen: What a worthless piece of trash!