Chapter 196: It Is Quite Generous

Shen Yi did not press forward rashly, but waited quietly in place.

Previously, at the Zhen Mo Si.

He had received a very important piece of news.

That was that the Little Demon King's Red Cloud treasure could actually be faster than the Carefree Riding the Wind Art he unleashed at full strength.

This judgment came from Jiang Qiulan.

And after experiencing it firsthand, the other party still had not changed this view.

About two days later.

Aunt Aqian and Wu Feng finally arrived; the two did not know the method of teleportation, and traversing between the mountains and forests required them to expend effort to cast the Breath-Hiding Art and Illusion Body Technique, thereby avoiding drawing the attention of more demons and monsters.

"We will set up the Golden Silk treasure in advance; once the setup is complete, we will send you a message via the bell."

The Breath-Hiding Arts of the two Golden Bell Demon Catchers were practiced quite well, and they were experienced; even though their minds were somewhat agitated, their aura did not leak out a single bit.

Shen Yi watched the two approach the back of the distant mountain.

This Breath-Hiding Art was clearly higher-level than his own; he would ask about it when he returned.

As for now.

He closed his eyes, letting his entire body enter the most perfect state.

"..."

Jiang Qiulan stood with hands at her sides, quietly adjusting the evil qi within her inner core.

The blinding sunlight in the sky gradually softened, turning into a wisp of red gauze at the edge of the mountain range.

Suddenly, the silver bell at Shen Yi's waist trembled slightly.

"Act!"

In an instant, a jade dragon dozens of zhang long roared out, carrying boundless chill that plunged everything around it into stagnation; the dragon's body, formed by countless dark ice long swords, coiled, with sharp sword blades layered upon layer, emitting a metallic tremor like scales.

Ao—

Only the piercing sound of swords remained in the surroundings, as vast evil qi instantly spread.

The dark ice jade dragon, with tremendous momentum, surged toward the distance!

At the same time, a crimson great sword, accompanied by the sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls, broke through the evil qi, wrapped in overwhelming demonic power, and likewise blasted toward that direction.

Shen Yi instantly vanished from his spot.

When he reappeared, he was already above the waterfall cliff; beneath the cold dark armor, the Submerged Abyss Long Blade silently left its sheath, the hilt gripped tightly in his palm, with thick black mist coiling along his arm guards.

He held the blade with both hands, positioning the blade horizontally before him.

His calm eyes gazed down at the valley below.

The next moment, the dark ice jade dragon and the crimson great sword crashed down fiercely, as if to tear the valley in half.

Boom-boom-boom!

Dust filled the air, and stones flew everywhere.

A deep roar sounded from within: "Jiang Qiulan!!"

Immediately following, a massive figure about eight zhang tall suddenly rose into the sky; beneath its sharp ox horns, a terrifying face now had distorted features, and its huge eyes held surging anger.

It was like a tall building, with broad shoulders; its entire body was covered in knotted muscles dripping with blood, with open wounds exposing flesh scattered all over, among which lay the frost of dark evil qi.

Beneath this majestic figure.

In the distance, Aunt Aqian and Wu Feng, while maintaining their spells, instinctively contracted their pupils.

The two's impression of the Little Demon King still lingered from the time of the previous ambush.

How many years had passed since then? The other party's momentum was actually several times more fierce and evil than before; what kind of heavenly talent and bloodline could achieve such a terrifying leap in realm!

The Little Demon King held a ring-pommel great sword, opened his mouth wide, and roared again!

Immediately, a black shadow flashed into view.

Thick black mist swept down from above; the blade edge swept over its head, and blinding cyan light bloomed in the air!

A thin line of blood extended from its brow downward.

Then it quietly burst open.

A huge gash stretched from the Little Demon King's face all the way to his chest.

He raised the ring-pommel great sword and swung it forward with all his strength!

As the great sword struck, Shen Yi held the long blade vertically with one hand and supported the blade body with the other; within his arms, the combined power of seven immortal demons surged forth together into his palms.

Clang!

In the instant the immense force came from the great sword, the Little Demon King dared not be careless anymore; he quickly held the sword with both hands as well, gritted his teeth, and pressed down toward the youth.

The ring-pommel great sword, like a sheer cliff, collided with the Submerged Abyss, which was only three chi long.

Crimson demonic power erupted from the Little Demon King's body, boundless and fierce, illuminating the sky!

In an instant, within Shen Yi's dark armor that radiated a black luster, crimson demonic power likewise shot up toward the heavens!

The originally quiet valley now seemed to have turned into a demon prison.

"It's you!"

The ox demon's voice is hoarse and heavy; it finally saw the face of this sneak attacker.

After a brief moment of surprise, it realized it had seen the other party before.

At that time, this person had stood behind Jiang Qiulan, and the instant Bai Lu chased after, he had escaped thanks to some method of teleportation.

And now, even though it used all its strength, it could not press the great sword in its hand down a single bit further.

In this flash of lightning and spark.

The Dark Ice Seven Evil Sword Intent gathered again into a jade dragon, biting in from behind the Little Demon King!

The ox demon's back, as broad and solid as poured iron, was instantly torn open, shedding a thick layer of flesh and blood under the jade dragon's attack.

"Ah!"

The Little Demon King let out a painful howl.

It could not fathom how this group had found them... Jiang Qiulan, and this youth with peerless strength.

"Ambushing Your King! Shameless!"

Thick red mist erupted from its body, forming a crimson cloud beneath it.

The Little Demon King could now clearly see this was a prepared ambush targeting it.

It rode the cloud, attempting to flee; the moment it took to the air, a golden net descended from the sky, tightly enveloping its entire body.

Aunt Aqian and Wu Feng swiftly formed hand seals, then grabbed opposite ends of the golden net, channeling their Dao Fetus within their Inner Dan, their energy surging as they forcefully dragged the Ox Demon down.

"Release Your King!"

The Little Demon King finally succumbed to a moment of panic, wildly swinging the long blade in its hand, trying to sever the golden threads.

Those golden threads seemed not to be made of special material, but rather the Jin Guang covering them was at work; even the ring-pommel long blade, which had suffered no loss against the Submerged Abyss, now failed to cut through the fine golden threads.

The light merely dimmed slightly.

As the price, Aunt Aqian's face turned pale, while Wu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood directly.

No wonder it dared to call itself the Little Demon King; its power far exceeded the level proper to the Embracing Elixir Realm.

The Profound Ice Jade Dragon lunged forward for the third time.

Before that, the youth clad in black armor had already moved; his figure suddenly soared, his right leg smashing down from the air. With the blessings of the Nine Transmutations of Immortal Demons and the power of the Serpent Demon, he even employed the Green Light and the Dao Fetus.

His long leg, sharp as a blade and heavy as a hammer, cracked and severed the thick ox horn, then crashed heavily onto the Little Demon King's head.

A dull sound echoed through the surroundings!

The hand holding the blade suddenly went limp, the eyes lost their light, and the massive, imposing body stumbled backward, falling.

In an instant, the Profound Ice Jade Dragon followed, ruthlessly tearing open its abdomen.

The Ox Demon crashed to the ground with a boom, causing the surrounding valleys to tremble in unison.

It stared with wide eyes, fixed on the woman approaching from afar: "Jiang Qiulan... Jiang Qiulan..."

The Little Demon King had never felt such rage.

It valued fairness; it could have broken through a realm long ago, yet it still wished to truly defeat its opponent with power of the same realm.

But now, she had brought people to ambush its injured self.

Aunt Aqian stared at the Ox Demon, yet her heart remained utterly undisturbed.

It might have valued righteousness, but when it opened its mouth to devour the citizens of an entire city in Outside Qingzhou, it showed not the slightest reluctance toward those people.

Four hundred years, seventeen cities and counties.

The lives of millions of Li Min must have an accounting!

Just then, the Ox Demon, lying on the ground, gradually revealed a strange smile: "If we are to play like this, actually, Your King's family is quite wealthy."

Before the words finished, a bronze mirror quickly emerged from the golden net.

This object expanded with the wind, hanging in the sky like a great sun!

(End of this chapter)