Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

The moon and stars are sparse, and a gentle breeze is blowing.

The young man, sword at his side and a bulging bag on his back, rode his horse along the official road.

Looking up at the sky, Luo Chen's brows gradually furrowed.

"It's too late. I remember there's a post station not far ahead."

self-mumbling.

Before long, lights began to appear on the road ahead.

A wooden house surrounded by a pipa (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) came into view.

The candlelight shone through the curtains, casting a faint orange-yellow glow.

Luo Chen dismounted his horse without taking off the bundle on his back, and went straight in through the door.

The post station was small, but it housed more than a dozen weary travelers.

When Luo Chen entered, he saw three carriages parked at the entrance, presumably belonging to merchants on their way.

Looking around, three groups of people were now present in the post station.

Although these people were eating and drinking in their own groups, it was easy to see that they were all wary of each other.

The moment Luo Chen appeared, the noise in the post station paused for a moment.

When everyone saw that a teenager had walked in, they visibly relaxed.

Luo Chen secretly observed and had already formed a general idea in his mind.

He gave an order to the waiter who was walking over with his back bent, and then found an empty seat to sit down.

I gently poured myself a cup of warm tea and sipped it quietly.

"Hey, the main road in the big city is still the safest, with the Demon Suppression Guards patrolling every day."

"Poor Xiao Wu and Xiao Ba, they died on the road."

"Damn it, this journey has been fraught with peril. If we hadn't met that lord, we would probably all have died in the mouths of demons."

The group of seven or eight people, who seemed to be escorting a shipment, spoke with indignation in their expressions.

The head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) put down his chopsticks and said softly.

"Don't make a fuss. Once we get to Qingyuan City and complete this deal, the silver will double."

"Haha, the镖头 is having a great time. Tomorrow we'll head into the city and go to the Chun Yuan Lou for some fun."

The group of镖客 (bodyguards/escorts) burst into laughter.

Having narrowly escaped death during the day, now that I'm safe, I need to relax and let loose.

"Sir, one pound of beef and five steamed buns, please enjoy."

The waiter then brought the food.

Luo Chen picked up a piece of beef and ate it in big bites.

Suddenly, his ears twitched; someone was coming.

A middle-aged figure stepped into the post station.

Luo Chen looked up for a moment, then lowered his head and continued eating.

The arrival of the middle-aged man did not attract much attention.

After eating and drinking his fill, Luo Chen wiped his mouth, picked up his long knife, put down the silver, and walked outside.

Upon seeing Luo Chen's actions, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of the group couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

Seeing that Luo Chen was young and alone, he assumed he lacked experience, which is why he spoke up.

"Young hero, although the Demon Suppression Division patrols and cleans this official road every day, it is still best not to travel alone at night."

"Thank you." Luo Chen turned his head, smiled slightly, and clasped his hands in thanks to the other party.

But they did not stop.

"Sigh, why does my brother care about these things? You can't reason with a damned devil."

One of the bodyguards looked at Luo Chen's retreating figure and said indifferently.

Although the group of bodyguards appeared relaxed while eating and drinking, they never truly let their guard down.

In this demonic world, if you travel far and wide without being careful, you're already close to death.

As the crowd whispered among themselves, the middle-aged man who was the last to enter curled up a strange smile at the corner of his mouth and got up to head outside.

The head镖师's expression gradually turned serious, and he realized something was wrong.

He subconsciously looked toward the drowsy old shopkeeper behind the counter, only to find that the shopkeeper was not making any movement.

Anyone who can open a post station on an official road must have a powerful background and considerable strength.

"Grab your weapons, lest you get caught in the crossfire."

"Big brother? Them?"

"I don't know, but..."

The head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) didn't say his last words aloud; he simply shook his head silently.

……

Under the cover of night.

Luo Chen urged his horse onward, hoping to return to the city before midnight.

The moonlight sparsely filtered down, and the shadows of the trees swayed all around.

After leaving the post station, Luo Chen suddenly stopped and turned his head to look into the woods beside him.

Who are you?

He had already sensed that this person had made no attempt to hide his malice towards him from the moment he entered the inn.

But he had no memory of ever having any interaction with this person.

"Demon Suppression Division, reserve officer Luo Chen!"

A deep voice came from the woods, and the middle-aged man clapped his hands, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Were you sent by Li Tiankui?"

Luo Chen's tone was solemn, and without probing, he asked directly.

The fact that they could immediately tell him his background suggests that they came specifically for him.

There's no escaping it.

Within the Demon Suppression Division, he might have a grudge against Li Tiankui.

But Uncle Liu said he wouldn't go so far as to harm himself.

"Li Tiankui, yes, yes, Lord Li wants you dead!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Luo Chen leaped off his horse, tossing the pack on his back aside, and drew his long sword.

Shouyang Demon-Suppressing Blade!

The power of qi and blood erupted, and the blade's light shone like the rising sun.

A terrifying force was infused into the blade, revealing the strength of the early stage of bone forging.

The middle-aged man neither dodged nor avoided; a terrifying wave of blood emanated from his body, causing the earth to tremble and trees to collapse wherever it went.

As the longsword came into contact with the blood wave, Luo Chen was knocked back by a tremendous force. He managed to regain his balance in mid-air with the help of others.

"You're not human!"

Luo Chen's tone gradually became serious.

The demons he had seen all possessed intelligence and could speak human language.

But the demonic form cannot be hidden.

This demon was completely undetectable from its appearance.

It really looks like a living, breathing person.

What level of demon would it take to do this?

However, judging from the opponent's performance just now, his strength is no more than that of an ordinary Bone Forging Warrior.

"I'm a human being! Kid, prepare to die!"

The middle-aged man flashed forward and rushed towards Luo Chen at high speed, a long sword appearing in his hand.

As the sword was swung, there seemed to be a sound of bones colliding and rubbing together.

It was a bone sword, made up of what looked like the spine of some animal. As it was wielded, the spine-like blade began to elongate, like a long whip.

Luo Chen barely managed to parry, but his heart grew colder and colder.

If it really was Li Tiankui who attacked him, he might even have gone so far as to command a demon...

No, the demon's words are full of loopholes and cannot stand up to scrutiny.

Luo Chen stopped thinking about it and took a step, instantly causing the ground within a ten-meter radius to collapse, spreading like a spider web.

His bones gleamed, and his blood and energy surged.

He had lost his patience; once he confirmed that there was only this one demon, he no longer held back.

This strike contained tens of thousands of pounds of force, and terrifying blood energy surged upwards, reflecting a cloud of smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive positions shifted.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he cried out in surprise.

"You lack martial ethics!"

The moment the words were spoken, the demon retreated rapidly, but it was too late.

Luo Chen's outburst was too sudden.

The moment the spine-sword collided with Luo Chen's Demon-Slaying Blade, both shattered, unable to withstand the power of the attack.

Luo Chen threw a punch, creating a terrifying gale that distorted the surrounding air.

Click.

His chest was pierced, but there was no blood, and no screams.