After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Xu Ze watched this scene with a slight smile on his lips.

He turned his head and looked at the village chief.

"Old man, why don't you seek help from the Demon Alliance to resolve this matter?"

The village chief's smile froze; his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

He glanced at the villagers who were still laughing, then at Xu Ze, and finally sighed, pulling Xu Ze aside.

“Master,” he said in a low voice, “you are unaware of this.”

He raised his head and looked at the distant mountains.

In the twilight, the mountain peaks resembled crouching behemoths, silent and heavy.

"It is said that the battle at the front is fierce. If the immortals are defeated, everyone on our entire continent will become slaves of the demon race..."

His voice was calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

But his hand was trembling. The hand that held the cane was withered and thin, with bulging veins, shaking like a withered branch in the wind.

"Although this pig demon committed many evil deeds, at least it did not harm any human lives."

He looked down at his toes. "With the Demon Alliance here, humans and demons can live in peace."

"If the Demon Alliance collapses, those demon beasts won't stay obediently in the Wild Demon Realm."

Xu Ze remained silent for a while.

Do you know where the nearest branch of the Demon Alliance is?

The village chief shook his head.

"I don't know."

He thought for a moment and then said, "Some people in the next village should know. They had a sage-like figure from there more than ten years ago."

"That immortal worked in the Demon Alliance. He came back a few years ago to build an irrigation canal for the village and teach the children to read... but he hasn't come back since."

As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer.

"I heard... he went to the front lines."

Xu Ze did not respond.

In the distance, several strong young men carried wooden buckets, chanting slogans as they staggered towards the village.

The women began preparing dinner, the smoke from the chimneys grew thicker, and the aroma of food wafted over, mingling with laughter and conversation.

The pig demon was still lying on the ground, while Gou Dan stood in front of it, pointing a slingshot at its nose.

After gesturing for a while, Gou Dan probably got bored and put away his slingshot. He then took out a handful of wild fruits from his pocket and carefully offered them to the pig demon's mouth.

The pig demon paused for a moment, then used its snout to shove the fruit into its mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

“Old man,” Xu Ze said, turning his gaze away, “I should go now.”

The village chief stiffened slightly.

"Immortal Master..." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to persuade him to stay, but he knew he couldn't.

"Wait a minute." The old man turned around and called out to the village a few times.

A moment later, a woman came running up, carrying a bundle in her hand.

Behind her followed a boy who was about half a year old, carrying a jar of pickled vegetables. The jar was sealed with lotus leaves and tied with hemp rope.

"Master, these are just some small tokens of our appreciation from the villagers." The village chief took the bundle and jar and handed them to Xu Ze with both hands. "Keep the dry rations and pickled vegetables for your journey."

Looking at those things, Xu Ze felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Although I have long since stopped eating and no longer need human food.

But for some reason, seeing these simple village names always gives me a feeling of my hometown, Nanzhou.

He didn't refuse, took it, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Thank you, sir."

He turned and walked out of the village.

Dog Egg stood next to the pig demon, watching the figure in the green robe walk further and further away.

His lips were pressed tightly together, and his eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

"Dog Egg," the village chief's voice came from behind, "Go back."

Gou Dan didn't move. He just watched the figure disappear into the twilight, and watched the green robe blend into the shadow of the distant mountains.

Then he turned around and walked towards the village.

……

Xu Ze walked along the mountain path, the night breeze caressing his face, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees and the moisture of the soil.

The moon rose, round and big, hanging on the treetops, illuminating the mountain path brightly.

The neighboring village isn't far; it's just over a mountain ridge.

He rode the wind and crossed the mountain ridge in an instant, seeing the entire village.

Strangely, it's already this late.

There were no lights, no smoke from cooking fires, and no human voices in the village.

"Ok?"

Under the moonlight, the outlines of those houses were crooked and distorted, as if they had been pushed by something.

Several rooms had completely collapsed, with beams and rafters sticking out of the ruins like broken bones.

The air was filled with a burnt smell, mixed with the stench of blood and a certain indescribable sweetness.

"how so……"

Xu Ze unleashed his divine sense, enveloping the entire village.

The next second, his pupils shrank sharply.

The streets were littered with corpses!

There were elderly people, women, and children.

They died horribly; some had no wounds on their bodies, but their faces bore expressions of extreme terror.

Those expressions were frozen in the moonlight, like a nightmare frozen in time.

Under Xu Ze's divine sense, he could see the bloodstains on the ground, which still contained faint traces of spiritual energy.

He is a monk.

He followed the trail of blood, which stretched intermittently all the way to the threshing ground in the center of the village.

The threshing ground was very large, with stone slabs on the ground and weeds growing in the cracks between the slabs.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the threshing ground, all dressed in the same clothes.

He wore a gray short jacket with a black cloth belt around his waist and a circular pattern embroidered on his chest, with flames on the outer circle and a sword on the inner circle.

Just then.

"Who goes there?!"

Chapter 170 Who is the Prey?

A gasp rang out in the tense atmosphere.

Several cultivators dressed in the same clothes as the corpses were seen flying in from a distance.

There were three people in total, two men and one woman, all around thirty years old, and they appeared to be at roughly the same Nascent Soul cultivation level.

Upon seeing Xu Ze, they immediately launched into a stern interrogation:

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The tone was more like interrogating a criminal than asking a passerby for directions.

Xu Ze frowned as he smelled the stench of blood in the air and said:

"I should be asking you that question."

Being doubted is a terrible feeling, so he directly retorted.

What's more, he was the first person to arrive.

"you……!"

The tall, thin man's brows furrowed, and he was about to explode when the female cultivator next to him tugged at his sleeve.

Her eyes swept over Xu Ze, moving from his young face to the sword wrapped in white cloth, and then back to his face, her pupils slightly contracting.

“Senior Brother Chu,” she lowered her voice, “I can’t see through this person’s cultivation level.”

The leading man was stunned for a moment, then carefully examined Xu Ze, sensing the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual energy.

His attitude changed immediately.

"My name is Chu Feng, a member of a collateral branch of the Chu family in Dongsheng Divine Continent, and also an eighth-generation official member of the Demon Alliance. May I ask who you are, senior?"

In the world of cultivation, one must never be negligent when encountering someone with a higher cultivation level than oneself.

This is the rule, and also the principle of survival.

Xu Ze did not answer immediately; his gaze fell on Chu Feng's face.

"The Chu family?"

Upon hearing this guy's self-introduction, Xu Ze seemed to remember something.

"Does your family have someone named Chu Sheng?"

How could he not remember that back in the Southern Continent, when he and Wan Yi conspired to plunder the Nine-Tailed Fox's 'birth'?

It was this person who made Xu Ze wary of the Demon Alliance.

Although most of them are just fans of Fu Rui and have no bad intentions, there are a very small number of unscrupulous people who are only after profit.