I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

"roar!!!"

The violent roar shook the heavens and the earth, drowning out the wind and snow.

Immediately afterwards, all the snow demons seemed to be stimulated by something, their fear replaced by ferocity, and they surged towards the camp once again!

This time, the numbers are greater, and the momentum is even fiercer!

Moreover, those dozen or so demon kings, mixed in with the demon horde, slowly approached.

With each step they took, the ground trembled, and a menacing aura filled the sky!

"Prepare for battle!" Wei Zhixing's expression was solemn.

When an exceptionally tall demon king charged into the 100-meter radius, the surface of the Spring Festival couplets once again shone with golden light.

But the demon king's entire body erupted with murderous aura, and he actually withstood the invisible impact, though his feet sank deep into the ground!

Although it also had scorch marks, it was clearly not seriously injured; it was just being suppressed.

"This is troublesome..." Master Songyun gripped his magic sword tightly.

However, at that moment...

The door gods on the gate shone brightly with golden light!

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong's "gaze" simultaneously locked onto the demon king.

next moment.

hum!

A pale golden phantom flew out from the door god statue, revealing itself to be the heroic figure of Yuchi Gong holding a whip!

The phantom was as fast as lightning, rushing straight at the demon king!

The demon king seemed to sense a deadly threat and roared as it swung its claws to meet the attack.

But its claws, sharp enough to tear steel, struck the golden phantom as if hitting thin air, having no effect whatsoever.

Meanwhile, the golden whip in Yuchi Gong's phantom hand slammed heavily onto Xiao Wang's head!

"roar!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out.

The A-rank Xiao King's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white matter everywhere!

The massive body crashed to the ground, twitched twice, and then fell silent.

One strike, and he's dead!

The camp was eerily silent, both inside and out.

All the snow mountain demons stopped charging, staring in horror at the slowly dissipating golden phantom and the corpses of their kind on the ground.

Even the other dozen or so demon kings let out uneasy growls and hesitated in their steps.

The golden light on the door gods slowly receded, returning to normal.

It was as if that earth-shattering blow just now was merely an illusion.

But the headless demon corpse on the ground was silently telling the story of what had just happened!

"This..." Zhou Kai's mouth was agape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Taoist Mingchen was also dumbfounded.

One-hit kill of the A-rank Xiao King?

Is this supposed to be a door god statue?

Wei Zhixing took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and roared hoarsely, "Kill them while they're still afraid!"

"kill!!!"

Inside the camp, morale soared!

Everyone was like they'd been injected with adrenaline, unleashing a barrage of attacks.

The Xiao tribe, having lost its Xiao King and been intimidated by the power of the gatekeeper, was in complete disarray.

The counterattacks became chaotic and disorganized, even turning into mutual trampling.

"Now!" A glint flashed in Master Songyun's eyes as he met Master Yuyang's gaze and nodded.

The two simultaneously made hand seals.

"Wudang Sword Formation, activate!"

"The Seven Stars of Quanzhen, arrayed!"

Dozens of Taoist disciples responded to the call and moved, their swords flashing like dragons as they formed a battle formation and charged out of the camp.

The Night Watch members followed closely behind, unleashing their specially made weapons at full fire.

Caught between internal and external forces, a massacre began in the snowy night.

The demoralized Xiao horde was like lambs to the slaughter in the face of the Taoist sword formation and the Night Watchers' firepower.

Just half an hour.

More than 300 snow mountain demons were killed or injured.

Of the dozen or so demon kings, apart from the one that was instantly killed by the phantom of the gatekeeper at the beginning, five more were killed in the melee. The rest, seeing that things were not going well, had already fled into the darkness and disappeared.

Corpses lay strewn across the snow-covered ground.

The crimson blood stained the white snow a dark red, a shocking sight in the night.

At the camp gate, the Spring Festival couplets are still bright red, and the door gods are still majestic.

It was as if the fierce battle that had just taken place had nothing to do with them.

"Is it... over?" Zhou Kai stood on the observation platform, looking at the carnage outside, his voice a little dry.

Taoist Mingchen, leaning on his sword and panting heavily, exclaimed with an excited glow, "It's over! We won!"

Cheers erupted in the camp.

Although some people were injured, compared to the achievement of annihilating more than 300 Snow Mountain Demons and killing six Class A Demon Kings, this cost was nothing short of a miracle.

"Thanks to Master Li's Spring Festival couplets and door gods..." Wei Zhixing looked at the two "treasures" on the gate and was filled with emotion.

If they hadn't first repelled the horde of demons, instantly killed the demon king, and intimidated the enemy, the outcome of this battle would likely have been completely different.

Master Songyun and Master Yuyang walked over. Both of them were covered in blood, but they were in good spirits.

"Master Li's Spring Festival couplets and door god images are worth a thousand troops!" Master Yuyang exclaimed.

Master Songyun, however, remained vigilant.

"Manager Wei," he said, cupping his hands in greeting, "Although we won this battle, the arrival of those demon hordes was suspicious."

"More than 300 snow mountain demons, including more than a dozen demon kings, this is definitely not a natural gathering; someone must be behind it."

Wei Zhixing nodded: "I thought of that too. It's probably those foreign forces lurking in the shadows who want to use the power of the Xiao swarm to wear us down, or even..."

He looked into the depths of the valley, where the distorted, seven-colored halo had now cracked open with a noticeable fissure.

"They even want us and the demons to both suffer heavy losses so they can reap the benefits."

……

at the same time.

On a ridge three kilometers from the camp.

Archbishop Rudolf lowered his binoculars, his face grim.

Behind him, John Carter, Mahadeva, and others also witnessed what had just happened.

"What exactly are those couplets and door gods?" John Carter frowned.

Rudolf paused for a moment, then slowly said, "It's probably some kind of Eastern secret technique that we don't understand."

"So what do we do now?" asked an ascetic monk from the Kingdom of White Elephant.

Rudolf gave a cold laugh.

"Can it keep out swarms of demons, but also keep out people?"

He turned around and looked at the dozens of extraordinary individuals from various countries gathered behind him.

"Gentlemen, it's our turn to make a move."

"Whoever tears open the breach first has the right to choose the treasure!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures shot out from the mountain ridge like arrows released from a bow!

They no longer concealed their auras; energy fluctuations of B-level, A-level, and even half-step S-level surged into the sky, stirring up the wind and snow!

……

Inside the camp.

Wei Zhixing is directing his team to clean up the battlefield and salvage any usable magical artifacts.

Sudden.

He suddenly looked up and gazed outside the camp.

Not just him.

Master Songyun, Master Yuyang, and all the cultivators in the camp who were at least at the mid-stage of Qi Refining all sensed it.

Powerful auras are rapidly approaching!

"Enemy attack!" Wei Zhixing shouted sharply. "All personnel on high alert!"

Almost simultaneously.

Figures appeared simultaneously from the east, west, and south of the camp.

East.

Twelve Templar Knights, clad in silver armor and wielding longswords and shields, strode through the snow.

The armor reflected a cold light in the moonlight, and each step left a deep footprint in the snow.

The one leading the group was Archbishop Rudolf.

He wore a red priest's robe, held a scepter, and had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as knives.

The west.

Seven fully armed members of the "Delta Force" team, dressed in specially made combat uniforms and carrying uniquely designed firearms.

John Carter walked at the front, his scars looking particularly menacing in the moonlight.

south.

Six ascetic monks from the White Elephant Kingdom, barefoot in the snow, their bodies wrapped only in tattered cloth.

Mahadeva walked at the very front, thin and bony, but every step he took was as steady as a rock.

There were also representatives from other small countries or organizations, totaling no fewer than seventy people.

They appeared openly on the outskirts of the camp, forming an encirclement.

Powerful auras intertwined, making it difficult for the ordinary team members in the camp to breathe.

"The Knights Templar of Europa..."

"New World 'Delta' Squad..."

"The ascetic monks of the White Elephant Kingdom..."

Wei Zhixing recognized these people and felt a heavy weight in his heart.

These are all renowned powerhouses from the extraordinary world of their respective countries, with even the weakest possessing B-level strength.

On their side, all told, there were only about thirty people at the B-level.

The disparity in strength is enormous.

Rudolf stopped about 100 meters from the camp.

He raised his voice, which was amplified by some kind of magic and clearly resounded throughout the entire camp:

"Good evening, everyone from Great Xia."

His tone was gentle, as if he were greeting an old friend.

Wei Zhixing stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Archbishop Rudolf, what are you trying to do by crossing the border and infiltrating into the territory of my Great Xia?"

Rudolf smiled.

"Manager Wei is joking. The secret realm is a gift from heaven and earth and should be shared by all parties."

"Isn't it against the rules for you to monopolize this?"

Wei Zhixing sneered: "Kunlun is Kunlun of Great Xia. Since the secret realm is within the territory of Great Xia, it is naturally to be dealt with by Great Xia."

"Your intrusion across the border is what breaks the rules."

Rudolf shook his head and sighed.

"It seems we can't reach an agreement."

He raised the scepter.

"Since that's the case..."

"Then let's rely on our own abilities."