Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 139 Fighting a Golden Core Cultivator

The mountains rise and fall, and a damp air permeates the air.

This place is too damp and not suitable for living at all.

Just walking through it made the Demon Slayer Captain feel uncomfortable all over; his clothes felt like they could be wrung out of water.

"Damn it, these bastards can really run fast."

"Once we breach the demon stronghold, I'll definitely get my revenge!"

The captain gripped the hilt of his sword tightly; clearly, the relentless pursuit had brought his displeasure to its peak.

Ordinary mountain searches and demon-slaying expeditions are usually conducted on the outskirts of the mountains, with a round trip taking only two or three days, and the environment is not as treacherous.

As long as they followed the instructions of their subordinate general and set up the demon-slaying formation in advance, they could easily clean up the battle against that group of poor and lowly beasts, and then return to the city to claim credit and rewards.

It's never been this hard.

Of course, the reason for chasing them to this place was that General Lei made a mistake when he was intercepting the Azure Sea Demon Lord.

The death of the senior member of the Chen family surnamed Zeng in the mountains has caused the Chen family to lose face and urgently needs to be salvaged... Especially before the arrival of the head of the Yu family, they must make some achievements, otherwise it will be too embarrassing to compare with others.

Therefore, the Demon Slayer Division deliberately avoided the territory of the Azure Sea Demon Lord.

Since they couldn't defeat the Demon Lord, they had to find another way. A large enough number of demons would also be a respectable achievement.

It can be said that this operation was simply to build momentum for the Chen family and make up for the previous mistakes of the Demon Slayer Division.

But even if they were displeased, how could the disciples complain about the immortals?

It's all because these wretched beasts refuse to obediently accept their deaths and insist on making a hopeless struggle!

"Senior Brother Tang, it'll be quick!"

Meng Ting, dressed in black armor and holding a dragon-carved compass, stopped in his tracks with more than ten lieutenants.

As deputy generals of the Demon Slaying Division, they surprisingly took the initiative to search the mountain and observe its aura, replacing the captains.

With fawning smiles on their faces and humble tones, the group said, "Don't worry, in our experience, as long as we release the news in advance, the demons will be terrified and will naturally gather together, instinctively huddling together for warmth, just like driving away pigs."

"Now all we have to do is break through this great formation, and the quantity inside will surely satisfy you."

"That would be best."

The middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe with spider patterns and possessing a dignified appearance, responded calmly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely surveying the mountains and rivers.

What kind of skill is it for the Yu family head who returned from the border to scare away a group of demons all by himself?

No matter how much we talk about it, we haven't captured even a single minor demon. In terms of deterrence, how can it compare to the mountains of demon corpses?

Buzz!

As more than ten compasses vibrated violently, golden lightning streaked across the sky, rushing forward like a giant python.

They hovered in the void, as if they were enveloping something invisible.

As time slowly passed, a series of barely perceptible cracking sounds rang out.

"this……"

Nestled among the mountains, some distance from this place.

The demon general, covered in wounds, suddenly raised his head, looking at the strange phenomenon in the distant sky, a look of despair on his face: "It's over, it's too late!"

Although this Demon Lord's teleportation technique was almost divine, the demons were already blocked at the entrance of the demon stronghold by the Demon Slayer Division, so there was no chance for them to teleport again.

"My lord..." The demon general's voice became somewhat hoarse.

The other party was merely a demon lord passing through this area, and had no connection with the demons of Anren Prefecture.

It is already an act of utmost kindness and righteousness for them to come and deliver the message.

He found it difficult to ask this lord to risk his life to fight a Golden Core Realm disciple on behalf of a group of strange demons.

[Golden Core Grade 7. Demon Lion Prison-Suppressing Body: Perfected]

Last time at Seven Star Mountain, this Golden Core Tempering Technique was already at the eighth grade perfection, close to breaking through.

Lin Shu invested all the more than four thousand taels of silver he had earned recently into it, easily bringing it to the limit of the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

Aside from the bad money, I also earned about three thousand taels of silver during this period.

If the demon stronghold hadn't been breached so many times, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries among the demon soldiers and civilians, the number could have been even greater.

Including the three thousand one hundred taels that had been saved up before.

Lin Shu now has 6,700 taels of silver in her hands, which is more than enough to help Du'e Qingluan replenish her magical power.

"call."

He then carefully examined the several magical artifacts he usually used in his storage bag, as well as the ancient bronze mirror.

Finally, he turned back to look at the smiling man with scars all over his face.

After all, this was the first time he had fought against a Golden Core cultivator.

It's always good to be well-prepared.

"Let's go."

Lin Shu slightly raised her eyes and borrowed a wisp of the golden core power of the Azure Phoenix of Salvation to once again activate the Wind-Riding Mountain Patrol Divine Power.

"Well!"

Before the demon general could figure out how to speak, he inexplicably found himself swept up into the sky by a whirlwind, heading straight for Lingyun Village.

……

Snap! Snap!

Like clear glass shattering, mountains and rivers twisting, like waves rippling.

Soon, a huge mountain stronghold appeared out of nowhere.

Just like a frightened rabbit watching helplessly as its burrow is dug open.

More than ten demon generals, holding magical weapons, stared blankly at the sky, their eyes filled with exhaustion and despair.

Behind them were numerous panicked demon soldiers, their faces filled with terror.

The entire demon stronghold reeked of a foul stench.

Compared to the overwhelming number of demons, the towering peaks resembled a mound of earth, and they were like countless ants on that mound.

These people were no longer able to groan or beg for mercy.

They sat listlessly on the mountain, their skin already festering from the dampness, looking somewhat disgusting, like walking corpses.

The harsh environment, which even Foundation Establishment cultivators find uncomfortable, is simply unsuitable for ordinary people to survive in.

The accumulation of excrement in the mountains is the source of that strong stench.

"Tsk."

Tang Qizheng frowned slightly and subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

Then he used his spiritual power to dispel the stench.

Disgusting, filthy demons!

"Meng Ting..."

A demon recognized the proud figure standing in the air, clad in exquisite black armor, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Have you forgotten that I spared you once?"

They need to prolong their lives, so they must attack and kill the immortal descendants.

But hunting down immortal offspring is one thing.

Some demons, after finishing their attack, may find themselves unable to forget the bond they once shared with their fellow disciples, and thus become soft-hearted and hesitant to act.

"Nonsense."

Meng Ting sneered, turned around and cupped his hands towards the figure in the spider-patterned black robe: "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Tang."

Having betrayed the existence of the immortal sect, they should not have lived in this world in the first place.

As a deputy general of the Demon Slayer Division, he had no desire to get involved with these lowly beasts.

Today's events are the Demon Slayer Division's compensation to the Chen family.

This was a grand spectacle reserved specifically for Senior Brother Tang to demonstrate his skills and establish his authority; naturally, no one else was allowed to steal the credit.

"No problem."

Tang Qizheng lazily raised his eyes.

He had prepared a speech.

But after seeing the filth, he lost all interest and just wanted to finish the job quickly.

Susu!

With a flick of his finger, his powerful spiritual energy suddenly burst forth, transforming into thousands of snow-white sword lights, like spider silk, instantly covering the entire demon stronghold.

Having attained the Golden Elixir, one's spiritual essence becomes solidified, thus transcending the mundane world.

Before such a powerful being, all other living beings are no different from ants.

With just a few simple tricks, he could wipe out the entire mountainside of demons in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Under that immense pressure, the demon generals used all their strength to try to grip the magical weapons in their hands, but the demonic power within their bodies was already in chaos, and even their breathing became sluggish.

The demons looked up at the overwhelming sword light that swept in like falling stars.

All I could hear was the rapid beating of my heart.

Like a heavy hammer striking a drum!

dong dong!dong dong!

Their blood and qi surged, causing their bodies to burn with fever, and blood oozing from their ears and noses.

The drumbeats grew increasingly muffled, as if the surrounding heaven and earth were also trembling.

"what?"

The demons then realized that the sound was not their own heartbeat.

A scalding red mist, as hot as blood, enveloped the mountains and rivers.

Within the clouds and mist, numerous crystal-clear celestial pillars seemed to take shape, resembling the skeletons of a colossal creature, upon which one could vaguely see bas-reliefs of ferocious ghost faces.

He gathered his qi and blood into his palm, casually grasped the sword light that filled the sky, and crushed it cleanly and decisively.

"Who?!"

Tang Qizheng's face paled slightly, and he raised his sword finger to stabilize the turbulent spiritual energy within his body.

The officers and lieutenants of the Demon Slayer Division also changed color and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Even though Senior Tang's actions seemed somewhat casual, the only one capable of dealing with the methods of a Golden Core expert was another Golden Core expert.

Could it be that the information is incorrect...? The Night Demon Lord is not in seclusion?

That's impossible. For such a significant matter, the Demon Slaying Division would have already dispatched many powerful individuals to keep watch. Any slight disturbance would immediately notify the Anren Prefecture.

Against the crimson sky, a slender figure stood suspended, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

That handsome face was extremely young and unfamiliar; it wasn't on the Demon-Slaying List at all, and there was no record of such methods.

Moreover, the other party remained calm and was not suppressed by the compass's golden lightning at all.

Perhaps he had mastered some kind of concealment technique, because no one could detect the slightest demonic aura from him; instead, he seemed like a celestial cultivator.

"The new demon king?"

Tang Qizheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy."

Because my junior brother died under mysterious circumstances.

The moment he sensed that a powerful expert of the same realm had made a move, he had the thought of retreating. However, after seeing the appearance of the newcomer, the sect leader disciple felt somewhat relieved.

Because demons cannot be hidden.

The stronger a demon's cultivation, the more immortal offspring it needs to devour to maintain its cultivation and strength.

A demon lord with no reputation like this could only have just broken through to the next level.

Try?

Tang Qizheng was slightly tempted. The ring between his fingers shone brightly, and a large net covered with silver light suddenly shot out, swelling in the wind.

"I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain."

"You all set up a great formation and follow me to subdue this beast!"

Having immersed himself in the Golden Core Realm for many years, and with the assistance of the Demon-Slaying Division's Demon-Subduing Array, his chances of victory were extremely high. He could certainly try to kill this Demon Lord.

By then, the achievements and reputation will far surpass what can be gained by simply wiping out a demon stronghold!

"We will humbly obey Senior Brother Tang's decree!"

The experience of the Deputy Commander of the Demon Slayer Division is so rich that there is no need for an outsider to take command.

The moment the demon lord appeared, their spiritual power had already poured into the compass, causing the golden lightning in the air to gather like a dragon.

But on the surface, everyone still gave them plenty of face.

However, before he could finish speaking, the newly crowned demon lord suddenly vanished from everyone's sight.

The silver spiderweb, large enough to cover the mountain peak, missed its target, and the golden light that had gathered to form a dragon also lost its target.

"They escaped?"

Tang Qizheng froze for a moment, then his face suddenly twitched: "That's not right!"

He let out a shriek and his figure suddenly darted backward, cleanly abandoning the demon-slaying officers beside him.

Under his terrified gaze, Su Feng revealed a lithe figure, his well-defined fists, without a trace of embellishment, already crashing down with immense power.

In an instant, the crystal-clear pillars in the sky erupted with a deafening roar, like a great prison suppressing the mountains and rivers.

The crimson energy of blood and qi surged like a boiling river, causing the mountains to wail in unison!

"..."

Lin Shu pursed her thin lips, her expression serious.

While these people were lost in thought, he had already activated his vital energy, adjusted his condition to its best, and prepared this punch that reached the pinnacle of his power.

The methods available to cultivators who temper their bodies are far too limited.

If you can't finish the battle quickly, you'll easily get bogged down in the mire by the opponent's various magical techniques.

Lin Shu did not want to use the Mountain God Mirror unless absolutely necessary.

"Phantom Silk Spider Hands!"

Feeling the terrifying force of the punch, Tang Qizheng's features were slightly distorted. He desperately mobilized his spiritual power, and the three-stage solidifying spirit pill in his body spun violently, with cracks faintly appearing.

However, the vast spiritual power was easily torn apart by that fist.

This disciple of the Chen family, who was in charge of the mountain, was like a small boat in a storm, which was capsized in an instant.

His clothes were blown to shreds, his skin and flesh ripped open, and his entire body was violently thrown out, crashing heavily into the mountain range!

Rumble!

The mere aura emanating from the clash between Golden Core cultivators is enough to send chills down the spines of many cultivators.

Whether they were the demon-slaying officers, demon generals, or demon soldiers, they all stared at the two figures with horrified expressions.

Just when everyone thought that a world-shaking battle was about to unfold at Lingyun Village, they saw two figures make slight contact, and one of them was instantly knocked down.

Their expressions became increasingly dazed.

"Um?"

Lin Shu paused for a moment, clearly somewhat surprised.

Then, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at himself.

Inside the loose clothing, one could see that dense, sharp threads had appeared out of nowhere, tightly wrapping around his skin and flesh.

Perhaps it was because everyone was quite poor when they were at the border, and their usual immortal techniques had been modified by good deeds and evil money, with their main methods coming from the Qi family's Silver-Eyed White Wolf.

Therefore, he didn't feel anything.

So the difference between the techniques of a wandering immortal and those of a half-life immortal is that big?

After the Jade Bone Golden Lion devoured the Karmic Fire Essence Gold, the Demon Lion Prison-Suppressing Body had already advanced to a half-life immortal technique.

At this moment, Lin Shu casually took a step, and the spider silk was shattered into spiritual light by the surging muscles all over his body.

He moved again and disappeared from the spot.

"..."

The demon general who had been rescued earlier had just run into the village when he stared blankly at the scene before his body suddenly trembled twice.

Beside him, a man with a face full of scars slowly stopped in his tracks.

The fool looked on thoughtfully, then stretched out his fingertip and poked the flesh hard.

At first, he could still poke a small dent, but as he imitated Lin Shu's movements, his entire arm gradually transformed into a steel-like texture, completely immovable.

Seeing this, the man seemed to have regained some of his former feeling, grinning and saying, "Hehe, this makes you even more resilient."

"Ah! Ah!"

From within the mountains, a disheveled figure suddenly emerged. This person's bones were all shattered, and he had already turned into a bloody mess, howling incessantly.

He lay trembling on the over ten-foot-long flying shuttle, forcibly mobilizing his chaotic spiritual power, and let out a hoarse, terrified howl.

Accompanied by a white light that could change the color of the heavens and earth, a sword intent far surpassing the previous one burst forth.

This time, however, it wasn't for an attack.

These sword energies gathered into a cocoon at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, tightly enveloping it.

The so-called newly crowned demon lord shattered Tang Qizheng's courage with just one punch, leaving him only with the desire to escape.

The strength displayed by the opponent was far beyond that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

Perhaps only the disciples of a family that has been immortals for half their lives are qualified to fight this demon lord!

"Senior Brother Tang!"

The members of the Demon Slayer Division stared wide-eyed.

Meng Ting looked terrified.

The battle had only just begun, and this Golden Core expert was already planning to abandon them and flee?

The next moment, their wide-eyed eyes suddenly contracted.

The Demon Lord has reappeared.

It should be noted that the flying shuttle was a mid-grade magic weapon, and with the full power of a Golden Core cultivator, its speed was simply astonishing.

But the young man followed him with ease.

Then, he casually stretched out his palm, and without hesitation, his fingertips pierced into the raging sword energy.

Chi Chi!

With just his bare hands... he forcefully tore apart this terrifying cocoon of sword energy.

Tang Qizheng turned around in terror, watching the hand reach in. He felt as if he had seen some kind of terrifying monster, and his lungs were spasming and convulsing.

Immediately afterwards, the hand yanked it off the shuttle.

"call."

Lin Shu exhaled a breath of hot air, lifted Tang Qizheng up with one hand, swung her right arm like a writhing dragon, and slammed her fist hard into the middle-aged man's temple.

Crack!

The entire head exploded with a bang, splattering blood everywhere!

With the young man's long, drawn-out breath.

The vital energy permeating the sky grew increasingly scorching, like giant pythons raging across the heavens.

"Ha!"

Meng Ting was terrified and turned to escape, but he was already swept up by the crimson waves. His flesh and bones were rapidly melting away under the scorching heat of the magma.

"Ah!! Ah!!"

The world was filled with mournful wails.

Watching one's own body melt away is less like a battle of magic and more like a form of torture.

"This is the demon lord whose demon mountain was destroyed..."

Within Lingyun Village, a demon general murmured to himself.

How could such a powerful demon lord not have a means of killing enemies on a large scale? The other party chose this most wasteful, yet cruel and brutal, method, clearly venting his anger!

"..."

Lin Shu looked calmly at the sky.

Using the power of qi and blood to smash and refine a person alive is a bit noisy, but it's really economical.

Moreover, the Netherfrost Thunder is merely a method for forming the Core Formation stage. If he were to activate it with his own perfected Core Formation cultivation and simultaneously envelop so many people, he might not be able to defeat them.

At the same time, a massive amount of black market money began to emerge.

[Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, those who repair bridges and roads leave no remains, those who kill a spirit are rewarded with five thousand taels of silver, plus one coin of Karmic Fire Essence.]

Apart from this evil man who runs the Chen family mountain.

The twelve junior generals, all at the mid-stage of Core Formation or above, commanded an average price of four to five hundred taels of silver, totaling five thousand four hundred taels of exorbitant silver.

As for the dozens of search captains behind them, they were worth very little, totaling only seven hundred taels of silver.

"More than 10,000 taels of silver should be enough for the Body Tempering Technique to break through to the sixth rank."

"Good deeds are far less than one might imagine."

Lin Shu looked towards the demon stronghold.

The dozen or so demon generals were quite a large group. In theory, they should have been able to gather at least seven or eight hundred demon soldiers, but there were less than half of them in front of them.

They must have all perished on the way to escape.

The former costs approximately 4,500 taels of silver, while the demon soldiers cost around 2,000 taels of silver.

The number of demons exceeded 200,000, which, even in the vast Yongzhou, was almost equivalent to the entire population of a small county like Blackwater City.

They are now gathered in this cramped mountain range of the demon stronghold, and countless others have died along the way.

Lin Shu looked at the scattered merit points that had jumped up and shook her head slightly.

He didn't feel sorry for the silver.

After all, not every demon citizen has the same privileges as those at Seven Star Mountain, such as the opportunity to learn spiritual techniques. Even if all of them were added together, they would only amount to a little over a thousand taels of silver, which would be good enough to exchange for five coins on average. It's not a lot of money.

What really made him uncomfortable was that although all the officers of the Demon Slayer Division had been killed.

However, judging from the warning, if they do not receive timely treatment, given their pitiful state, it is estimated that few of them will survive.

The kind of territory that Yu Sheng imagined is not so easy to occupy.

Not to mention wealthy cities, even in this harsh and cold place, people still come knocking on our door.

"It stinks! This place is no place for people to live. Let's take them to another place."

Lin Shu darted to the group of demons and casually glanced at them.

"..."

The monsters all stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly at the young man.

Although the other party expressed disgust, they did not cover their nose like the Chen family's mountain master, but walked into the mountains piled with excrement.

It's unclear who started it, but suddenly a figure bowed and kowtowed, and then the demon horde followed suit like a surging wave, bowing down one after another.

Sobs rose and fell.

"Thank you so much, Demon Lord... for saving my life..."

"We will never forget this."