At the start of the game, you have one equipment slot; the effects of unequipping the equipment rema

"The Demon Slayer Division?"

The sudden appearance of Mu Yang startled Jing Chan.

But after seeing that Mu Yang was wearing only a bronze token around his waist, he felt relieved.

A demon-hunting captain can only be at most at the initial sixth level of cultivation.

Those who rise to higher ranks either become executioners or domain envoys; how could they possibly remain as lowly captains?

It seems he's been keeping a low profile lately; even a mere captain dared to attack him!

"They're really courting death!"

Out of consideration for Jingang Temple and Master Xuyuan, Jingchan would still try to reason with Mingjing.

But he naturally wouldn't hold back against Mu Yang, a mere demon-hunting captain.

Even if the other party is from the Demon Slayer Division, they have now broken into the back mountain of their Ghost Lantern Temple without cause. Even if the matter goes to the Demon Slayer General, he is in the right!

"go!"

Jingchan shouted, and the dragon ghost king beside him roared, its chaotic eyes flashing crimson.

"roar--!!"

With a roar, the Flood Dragon Ghost King flicked its long tail, its dark purple body baring its fangs and claws, exuding a terrifying ghostly aura, and suddenly attacked Mu Yang.

A sixth-tier late-stage Flood Dragon Ghost King is naturally not as strong as a living Flood Dragon, but with the innate Yin energy of ghosts, its strength is not much inferior.

At least in Jingchan's view, an ordinary sixth-level martial artist would be no match for the Flood Dragon Ghost King.

However, under Jing Chan's watchful gaze, Mu Yang not only showed no fear in the face of the ghostly dragon king shrouded in ghostly energy, but instead confronted it head-on.

He swung his gleaming, black gold four-sided mace, imbued with boundless, abyssal true energy.

"Bang--!!!"

The sharp fangs of the Flood Dragon Ghost King clashed violently with the black gold four-sided mace in Mu Yang's hand.

Before Jingchan's incredulous and horrified gaze, the fangs of the Flood Dragon Ghost King were instantly covered with fine cracks.

Then, the cracks spread rapidly, like boulders rolling down a mountain, inevitably spreading from the teeth to the head, until they reached the entire body of the Flood Dragon Ghost King.

"Click~~"

With a crisp sound, the body of the Flood Dragon Ghost King...

It's broken!!

The entire dragon-like ghost king shattered inch by inch, starting from its head!

finally,

The smoke dissipated...

"What?!"

Jingchan's pupils constricted sharply, and he cried out in shock.

Mingjing, who was not far away, was equally shocked.

From the moment Mu Yang appeared, to the moment Jing Chan controlled the Flood Dragon Ghost King to move out, and then to the moment the Flood Dragon Ghost King was completely shattered, the whole process took less than a few breaths.

A dragon ghost king with a cultivation level of the late stage of the sixth rank, just like that, is gone?

Was it scattered by a single mace from a captain of the Demon Slayer Division?

Who exactly is this captain?

..................

[Ding! Detected that the host has slain a sixth-tier Flood Dragon Demon. The small sleeve pouch has met the conditions for permanent solidification. This equipment has been permanently solidified!] *6

[Ding! Detected that the host has slain a sixth-tier Flood Dragon Demon. The equipment, the Azure Snail Demon's corpse, meets the conditions for permanent solidification. This equipment has been permanently solidified!]

Current number of available equipment slots: 7

..................

"Huh? This thing can actually trigger equipment solidification?"

Looking at the empty equipment slots, Mu Yang felt a surge of joy.

Originally, he only came to Ghost Lantern Temple hoping to solidify his equipment after defeating Jingchan.

After all, ghosts are also considered demons, so Jingchan, who subdues demons with his own body, can most likely also be considered a demon.

Unexpectedly, before he could kill Jingchan, the dragon ghost king he summoned gave him a huge surprise.

only......

Mu Yang glanced regretfully at the dragon demon that had vanished into thin air.

Unlike the woman in the wedding dress, this thing didn't leave behind a corpse; instead, it disappeared after death, just like a normal ghost.

What a pity!

However, since it was an unexpected surprise, we can't ask for too much.

Thinking about it, Mu Yang focused his gaze on Jing Chan and the humanoid ghost king in front of him.

For some reason, Jing Chan subconsciously shivered after Mu Yang cast his gaze upon her.

He always felt that Mu Yang's gaze wasn't looking at a person, but rather at prey about to be swallowed up.

Is this guy trying to eat me?!

Jingchan was both shocked and furious, and immediately activated the humanoid ghost king with all her might.

The humanoid ghost king was surrounded by black mist, and his pair of scarlet eyes suddenly locked onto Mu Yang.

"ah--!!!"

A sharp, ghostly howl surged forth like a tidal wave, heading straight for Muyang.

The cry seemed to transform into a spearhead, piercing fiercely into Mu Yang's brain.

At the same time, Jingchan himself also made a move.

His thin body suddenly burst forth with extreme speed, instantly traversing the distance and arriving in front of Mu Yang.

"Boy, you've ruined my lineage! Die!" Jingchan shouted fiercely.

He killed so many people, and after raising the second Ghost King for so many years, he's gone just like that!

How could he not be furious!

If Mu Yang's displayed strength hadn't been so exaggerated, he would have loved to lock Mu Yang up in the Yin-Nourishing Prison and train him into a ghost.

But just in case, he could only kill him while Gui Xiao was controlling Mu Yang!

"!"

Not far away, Lu Zongsong, who was still in the shadows, had a slight twitch in his eyes. The cold aura emanating from the Mandarin Duck Axe in his hand indicated that he wanted to help, but the next second, he stopped in his tracks.

Mu Yang, who should have been dazed under the ghostly howl of the humanoid ghost king, showed no abnormality at this moment.

Instead, the moment Jingchan charged forward, he raised his black gold four-sided mace.

"Bang!!!"

Jingchan's withered fist slammed into the black gold four-sided mace, producing a deafening metallic clang.

"Impossible! How could you be alright?!" Jingchan's eyes widened.

His humanoid ghost king, who had reached the sixth level of perfect cultivation, was most skilled in soul attacks. Even a Mirror who had cultivated Buddhist martial arts and achieved an indestructible Vajra-like body could not withstand it!

What makes him, a mere demon-hunting captain, so special?!

Jingchan was completely puzzled, but Muyang showed no intention of explaining.

He held the mace firmly in one hand to block Jing Chan's attack, then suddenly reached out with his other hand, accompanied by a whistling sound, and struck Jing Chan's neck.

"not good!"

The whooshing sound brought Jing Chan back to his senses instantly. He subconsciously raised his hand to defend himself, but with a crack, he realized that his proud physical defenses were as fragile as glass in front of Mu Yang's fair fingers.

In a single blow, Mu Yang broke Jing Chan's arm and gripped her neck tightly with his large hand.

"Uncle-Master!"

Upon seeing this, Mingjing, which was shimmering with golden light, cried out and rushed over to help.

However, before he could take two steps, a bone-chilling cold surged from his side.

A crow chasing the moon!

The attacker was Lu Zongsong.

Sensing the danger, Mingjing instinctively turned around and clapped his hands.

Mighty Vajra Palm!

"Bang!!!"

The golden palm collided with the chilling Mandarin Duck Axe.

Mingjing retreated more than ten steps, plowing deep furrows into the ground.

Lu Zongsong lightly tapped his feet and retreated nearly ten zhang.

It's powerful, but you can't hit it head-on.

Having made his judgment, Lu Zongsong pressed forward once more.