Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Three days.

Luo Chen gave everyone three days to prepare.

Most importantly, I still don't trust the Liu family.

Although more than a month has passed since Zhuge Xiong's incident, the Zhuge family has not taken any action to retaliate.

But I'm afraid of what might happen.

Over the past three days, Luo Chen has been running around the Demon Suppression Division, greeting some of the Demon Suppression Captains he could talk to.

Furthermore, some demon-suppressing guards were dispatched to secretly patrol outside the Liu residence every day.

They also retrieved the Golden Scale Blade, enhanced with the "Crimson Meteorite Iron" obtained at the auction, from the weapon-refining master of the Demon Suppression Division.

Get everything ready.

Day three.

In front of Tingfeng Tower.

Luo Chen officially reunited with his subordinates.

"Boss, we're ready."

Wang Yue stepped forward and reported.

"Hmm!" Luo Chen looked around and saw that everyone had arrived.

He took out several tokens from the storage treasure and distributed them.

"This is the communication token provided, with a range of 100 miles. Report any danger immediately."

"There are also some specially made demon-suppressing weapons, but of course you don't have to use them if you have better ones."

Luo Chen then pointed to a row of weapon racks behind him, which were filled with all kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, and halberds.

It's clear that the Demon Suppression Division has really put in a lot of effort this time.

Many preparations have been made to ensure that all parties can complete the clearing of the northern border as soon as possible.

The newly arrived demon-suppressing envoys did not move.

Instead, it was the older members who followed Luo Chen who went to select weapons with shining eyes.

Clearly, a genius backed by a powerful family must possess many valuable items.

After everyone had finished tidying up.

The large group headed out of the Demon Suppression Division.

……

Qingyuan City is 1,500 li to the west.

There is a small county town called Ziyun County.

It is named after the Ziyun Temple located in the county town.

Inside the Ziyun Temple, there is a statue of a deity with two heads and four arms. The statue holds scriptures in two hands and magical weapons in the other two. One head is ferocious and menacing, and the other head is also ferocious and menacing!

Ordinary people in the county worship the statue of the Ziyun God and receive protection, thus Ziyun County is free from the disturbances of demons and monsters.

But all of that changed a month ago.

Initially, the Taoist priests of Ziyun Temple simply asked the people to bring more flesh and blood offerings when they worshipped each day.

Although many ordinary people did not understand, some wealthy families did as instructed, providing chicken, duck, fish and meat continuously, and offering incense every day.

As time went on.

The demands of Ziyun Temple grew ever more numerous, instilling increasing fear in the people of the county.

Nowadays, it is necessary to offer a pair of children every day.

"Are there no martial artists in your county?"

Wang Yue asked the question, his voice filled with doubt.

By this time, they had been in Ziyun County for half a day.

The group found a family's home and learned about the situation.

Listening to Old Man Liu's story, everyone frowned.

Old Liu wiped away his tears and said in a trembling voice.

"All the martial arts masters in the county town have disappeared."

"This old man has heard...heard that the martial arts master was...eaten long ago!"

Luo Chen listened attentively, his divine sense covering the entire Ziyun County.

The old man's statement is reasonable; demons obtain far more blood essence from devouring martial artists than ordinary people.

Within his divine perception.

The entire county town appeared in his mind in perfect detail.

Including everything in Ziyun Temple.

"A little blood-carrying demon!"

Luo Chen muttered to himself, but did not say it aloud.

The Blood Realm might not be anything special in Qingyuan City, where he lived.

However, Qingyuan City is one of the twelve major cities in the northern border, with strong strength and gathering martial artists from all sides.

If this were a remote small county town, let alone reaching the Blood Transformation Realm, becoming a Rank 1 Martial Artist would be considered a superior person.

His first target wasn't this little demon; the group was just passing by.

What are your thoughts?

Seeing several new subordinates listening quietly, he raised an eyebrow and asked.

Wei Yang, Yu Shi, and the others were surprised, not expecting Luo Chen to ask them such a question.

There was a moment of silence.

Wei Yang still spoke respectfully.

"Boss, based on what I know, the demons worshipped in this county town are most likely no stronger than the Bloodthirsty Demon."

"We can just charge straight in."

Yu Shi then spoke, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

That makes sense.

Luo Chen nodded. The population of the small county town was too small, and the "gods" who had surpassed the first realm would not care about these offerings.

"Then you shall slay the demon!"

Luo Chen used his divine sense to examine the situation inside the Purple Cloud Temple.

This demon was immediately labeled a monster and ordered to be killed!

He's also trying to get the newcomers to get along with him.

This blood-carrying demon has arrived just in time.

"Boss, aren't you going to make a move?"

When faced with questions from newcomers.

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Wang Yue stepped forward at this moment and said bluntly.

"With so many of us, and me having broken through to the Blood Transformation stage, are we really afraid of some mere demon?"

"Great!" Yu Shi was the most excited.

Luo Chen could tell that this kid was a bit reckless, but not a bad person at heart.

Old Liu, who was inside the room, witnessed this scene.

How could he not understand that these people were all martial arts masters? He quickly offered his thanks.

However, he was helped up by a demon-suppressing envoy.

"Heaven has eyes..."

Old Liu watched the group leave, his face filled with sorrow.

……

Outside Ziyun Temple.

Figures flashed by like arrows piercing the air, causing treetops to sway and birds to flee in fright.

Wang Yue led the group to stand in front of the vermilion gate of Ziyun Temple.

To keep a low profile, the group changed into casual clothes before setting off, but their martial arts aura still made them stand out from ordinary people.

"kill!"

There's nothing to say.

At Wang Yue's command, the group of demon-suppressing envoys quickly dismantled the gate and filed in.

"Who goes there!"

"How dare you trespass on Ziyun Temple!"

"Hey everyone, grab your weapons!"

The commotion immediately alerted the Taoist priests in the Ziyun Temple.

In a side room

A Taoist priest dressed in a yellow robe, with a fat head, big ears, and an ugly face, got off the bed cursing and swearing, his eyes revealing a fierce glint.

On his bed, a beautiful young girl, naked and ashen-faced, stared with eyes that held hatred and a hint of relief; she was clearly dead.

Take out the nine-ringed broadsword from the knife rack.

Master Ziyun walked towards the front yard, cursing and swearing.

As soon as we arrived in the front yard.

boom!

A figure in a yellow robe flew towards him.

Click!

He looked at the Taoist temple disciples approaching his face.

Master Ziyun's expression hardened, and he slammed his broadsword down. The disciple's body crashed into the wall beside him with a cracking sound.

"Master, a thief has broken in."

"Their fellow disciples couldn't stop them."

Hearing panicked screams behind him.

Master Ziyun's fat body trembled slightly, and he said with a ferocious expression.

"A bunch of useless trash."

Sudden.

Wang Yue and his group filed in, and the ten Demon Suppression Envoys surrounded Master Ziyun.

"You go find the demons, I'll handle this bastard!"

Just as everyone was facing off.

Luo Chen's calm voice rang out.

Wang Yue and the others exchanged glances and showed a hint of sympathy towards Master Ziyun.

The boss's voice clearly indicates that he's angry.

"Who?" Master Ziyun, who had been so confident of victory, changed his expression drastically, his obese body looking around.

"Sir, we have no grudge against each other..."

"Heh, you really disgust me. I don't mind tormenting you myself."

Luo Chen's figure appeared on the roof.

The Realm of Life and Death is like a yin-yang diagram covering a fat pig!