This Dao Ancestor is too young.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the ground, the broken bell above his head, watching the figures soaring into the sky to join the encirclement and kill, a smile playing on his lips.

Then, his gaze fell upon the demons rushing out of the water one by one.

"Those who wear armor and horns should be killed!"

He strode forward, a golden luster emanating from his fingertips, covering his arms as if cast in gold.

In the blink of an eye, the golden bell trembled, and golden ripples spread out, sweeping across all directions.

bang bang bang~

Shrimp soldiers, fish demons, and clam demons all exploded, staining the river surface red with blood.

Violent and cruel!

The boy forged ahead, and no demon could stand against him in his path, until...

"Human, you are courting death!"

A beastly roar shook the rivers.

Immediately afterwards, a hand covered in white fur fell from the sky and struck down at the purple shadow.

The air roared, ripples spreading outwards, its power overwhelming.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up, his smile unchanged, facing the beast's paw and the three-zhang-tall giant ape behind it.

The giant ape was covered in white fur, exuded a powerful aura, and had protruding fangs, making it ferocious and terrifying.

This is a demon at the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refining, about to step into the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Good water monkey!"

He leaned slightly forward, a simple movement that seemed to fill the entire space and disperse the surging waves.

With one arm raised and palm outstretched, in less than a breath, the fingertips had already changed eight times, each change representing a pinnacle of swordsmanship.

A sky-blue radiance rose up like raging flames, and beasts leaped out from the radiance, circling around its arms, roaring and howling.

An inexplicable power empowered his fist, containing the confidence to shatter everything.

kill!

The boy shouted and struck upwards with his fist, which pierced out like a sword.

In an instant, the fist imprint soared through the sky and landed in front of the beast's paw.

Rumble~

With a deafening roar, the beast's paws retreated, and the water ape staggered backward, leaving specks of blood scattered in the river.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward, his fists thrusting forward, each punch faster and heavier than the last.

Roaring and struggling, squeezing out demonic power and burning beast blood, the water ape could only retreat continuously, its blood splattering across the sky and earth.

The purple figure took twenty-nine steps and unleashed twenty-nine punches before ending the battle.

The boy lowered his gaze, first looking at the Golden Spirit Gauntlets with several cracks, and then at the water ape lying paralyzed on the river surface.

The beast's skull smashed into his chest, shattering his iron-like bones, and he was no longer alive.

With a flick of his sleeve, he collected the demon corpse and prepared to continue his charge.

Suddenly, a mournful cry rang out, and the river surface exploded with a deafening roar, turning into a torrential downpour.

Even he felt a surge of blood and qi, and many more cultivators coughed up blood and retreated.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up and saw that the battle in the vast sky had already been decided.

The nine altars shattered one by one, and the white snake was covered in wounds and its breath was waning.

A dozen or so figures surrounded the snake demon, attacking relentlessly. Rays of light tore through the rain, traversing the sky and leaving wounds on the snake demon's body.

The crimson blood flowed down like a stream.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes lit up, and he quickly went to the bottom of the battlefield to collect the white snake's blood.

The many powerful figures surrounding the attack also noticed this scene, their lips twitching, but they did not stop it.

After all, Huang Jiu, who was busy killing the snake demon, focused most of her energy on the boy the moment he arrived.

Anyone who dares to interfere in the affairs of a young person at this time will inevitably face a fatal blow.

The powerful figures cleared their minds of distractions, their eyes burning with intensity as they launched a full-scale attack on the snake demon.

A demon corpse at the peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refining is extremely precious, not to mention that once the White Snake dies, the spiritual objects contained in the river can be freely taken away.

Time ticked by, and the fighting grew increasingly brutal.

Boom! Roar!

With a deafening roar and a mournful howl, the white snake was torn to pieces, its remains flying everywhere.

The Phoenix Sword Light swept back, collecting most of the remains, while the other cultivators also rushed to grab the remains of the demon beast.

"it's over!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

He stretched out his hand, took the broken bell from the top of his head and hung it at his waist, then prepared to leave.

A beautiful figure descended from the sky, her black hair flowing, her red dress stained with blood, and her eyes filled with joy as she looked at the young man.

Without uttering a single word, he waved his sleeves, and a crimson glow enveloped the youth. The two figures transformed into rainbows and shot straight into Linhai City.

A gentle voice echoed in the boy's ears across the vast sky:

"Without your help, fellow Daoist, let alone slaying the snake demon, I would probably be beheaded as well."

"Fellow Daoist, please ask for whatever you need, and I will certainly fulfill your request."

Before the words were even finished, the two had already arrived above a courtyard in Guanglan Street.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his eyes, looked at his own courtyard, and shook his head:

"Since we are both human, and address each other as fellow Daoists, we should naturally help each other, and moreover..."

The boy descended, stood in the center of the courtyard, and whispered:

"Captain Huang is not at fault. She should not have been forced to die outside the city and become a sacrifice."

The woman dispersed the rainbow light and landed beside the boy. Looking at his blood-stained face, he was disheveled but also reassuring.

She reached out and placed a storage bag into the boy's arms:

"You deserve the greatest credit for this battle, and the remains of the white snake should be shared with you, fellow Daoist."

Then, the Demon-Slaying Sword was returned to the boy.

"I have benefited greatly from slaying the snake demon, and I will probably need to go into seclusion for a while. However, if you need anything, you may come to me."

After that, Huang Jiu seemed still uneasy and took out a crimson talisman from her bosom and handed it over:

"The talisman contains my full-force attack; it can be used for self-defense."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanzhu nodded slightly, took the talisman, and placed it deep inside his storage bag.

With the blood of demons and gods exhausted and lacking trump cards, this talisman is just what's needed to make up for it.

The two then chatted for a long time in the courtyard.

As night approached, the woman pushed open the door, slowly walked away, and disappeared at the end of the street.

For a moment, only Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the courtyard.

The bright moon rises in the sky, its light casting a silvery glow upon it.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, gently grasped the moonlight, felt the coolness on his fingertips, and a smile appeared on his face:

"For the past two weeks, there has been continuous heavy rain, and the bright moon in the sky has made it exceptionally warm and gentle."

The boy sat cross-legged, leaning against the artificial hill, relaxing his body, without a thought.

Since the river breached its banks a few days ago, he had been rescuing disaster victims everywhere, then condensing magical runes, breaking through his realm, and finally besieging and killing the snake demon. He was already exhausted.

Now we can finally take a short break.

As for the miscellaneous matters after the battle, there's no rush.

He leaned against the artificial hill, gazing at the bright moon in the night sky, his eyes slowly closing as he drifted off to sleep.

.......

The next morning, as the sun rose, a ray of golden light illuminated the vast land.

Zhang Yuanzhu opened his closed eyes, stretched his body, and wisps of blood energy and magical power overflowed from his body, filling the courtyard.

It carried an indescribable aura of power!

Breathe

With each breath, magical power and blood energy were swallowed into his stomach.

The boy, feeling his own condition, nodded in satisfaction; a night's rest had restored him to his peak condition.

Next, it's time to take stock of the gains and losses of this battle.

With a thought, streams of light emanated from his body and landed in front of him.

A small golden bell, gauntlets, a storage bag, and a magic sword that glows with blood-red light.