Chapter 197: Now It Is My Turn to Be Generous

"As expected..."

Aunt Aqian gripped the golden net tightly with both small hands, gritting her teeth as she stared at the bronze mirror in the sky.

When she overheard the Howling Moon Demon King and this ox demon speaking last time, she had already vaguely sensed it.

Even if a minor Demon King was needed to help deal with Outside Qingzhou.

the Howling Moon's posture was simply too low.

This arrogant ox demon very likely hailed from some demon power outside the Great Qian Dynasty; such a demon with a background would surely possess some means of survival.

Moreover, standing behind the opponent might be an existence even more terrifying than a Demon King.

However, this was not necessarily bad for Outside Qingzhou.

Aunt Aqian originally wanted to make a scene, so the Wumiao would know that losing not just Outside Qingzhou was not a setback they could temporarily endure.

The arrival of great demons from outside with fierce momentum would carry a completely different meaning.

For no one knew whether they came merely to seek revenge or to seize the Great Qian Dynasty by the opportunity, continuing to nibble away at the already scarce living space of the Immortal Sects, forcing them to fight on two fronts.

If it involved that level, the Xuan Guang Cave and Mount Wutong would have no reason to stand by and watch, since nominally the Great Qian Dynasty and these two powers were still allies.

And holding the outside was something they had to do.

Outside Qingzhou was a door of the Great Qian Dynasty; how was the Great Qian Dynasty itself not treated by them as a door used to block demon invasions?

The consecutive deaths of the twelve Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivators of the Wumiao, along with Shenxu Laozu's injury, finally turned the originally solid alliance into a situation of two masters and a watchdog.

The masters of the Slain Hunyuan Sect had been entirely reassigned to work for the Immortal Sects.

Even calling for aid required such a table-flipping momentum... The table Jiang Yuanhua dared not flip, Aunt Aqian would flip!

To hell with it; if we die, we die together.

Kill the minor Demon King first; after Jiang Qiulan breaks through, slay the Howling Moon, striving for a time gap; as for that even more terrifying demon, leave it for the Wumiao and the Immortal Sects to worry about.

This was Outside Qingzhou's only chance to escape disaster.

Even if the probability was small, it was more reliable than watching helplessly as the minor Demon King broke through, then slaughtering most of Outside Qingzhou, and finally waiting for that group of Slain Hunyuan Sect masters to return exhausted before cleaning up the so-called aftermath.

Now only one question remained.

Aunt Aqian reached out and took a red-tasseled great spear from the golden bell at her waist, a spear five times longer than her entire body.

"Kill!"

Her petite figure suddenly leaped up, thrusting the spear tip, flashing with cold light, straight at the minor Demon King!

At the same time, Shen Yi swept across the long sky, his hand holding Qian Yuan as he fiercely chopped toward the ox demon's brow, while the Profound Ice Jade Dragon followed closely behind him, roaring and tearing at its throat!

All three were old hands at killing demons; where would they stand by and watch the ox demon use its treasure?

In an instant, several ear-piercing sounds of metal colliding rang out.

It was seen that on the minor Demon King's muscular body, a set of armor had floated up.

The reason it was said to have floated up.

was that the armor appeared disassembled, divided into more than ten pieces, floating around the body; the whole presented an ancient, heavy bronze texture, with exquisite carvings upon it, no light surging, merely quietly circling beside it.

The long spear struck the shoulder armor; the straight spear shaft suddenly bent, emitting a series of groans under the immense force.

The Profound Ice Jade Dragon was blocked by the heart-protecting armor plates; dense sword intents could only leave white marks upon it, which then shattered one after another.

Only the long blade in Shen Yi's hand fiercely chopped down, leaving a deep notch on the other shoulder plate that had hastily met it!

The minor Demon King rose from the ground unhurriedly.

Terrifying wounds marred its face, and one of the ox horns on its head was broken, but under the surrounding bronze armor, it appeared even more majestic and ferocious than before.

It slightly clenched its fist; the ring-pommel great sword quickly ascended into the air and landed in its broad hand.

Red Cloud excels at fleeing; the great sword is unbreakable; the armor emphasizes defense.

For a noble identity like its, everything was prepared extremely thoroughly before going out the door.

"Roar!"

The minor Demon King spat out a mouthful of white vapor without expression.

Its gaze swept over the scars on the armor; who posed the greatest threat was immediately clear.

A slight movement of divine sense.

The bronze mirror hanging in the sky turned its direction.

"This King has always had Jiang Qiulan in mind, yet neglected that Outside Qingzhou also has a martial artist like you."

The minor Demon King looked down indifferently at the black-armored youth ahead: "That blade of yours is good; now it is time for this King to display its reserves."

As the words fell, a faint light suddenly poured down from within the bronze mirror.

"..."

Shen Yi had once faced demons with such backgrounds.

That fox demon of Green Hill also brought out numerous treasures, but compared to the ox demon before them, it appeared somewhat poor.

Qian Yuan, the long blade capable of breaking the Demon King's body, was first blocked by that ring-pommel great sword, then stopped by the bronze armor; this could only mean both were top-grade treasures.

Thus, this bronze mirror would not be inferior.

Having thought so, Shen Yi directly transformed into a clear breeze and vanished on the spot, then appeared at the ox demon's side, just about to hold the blade and strike, only to discover that the faint light cast by the bronze mirror just now still enveloped him.

As if a thin veil, trapping the entire body within it.

The next moment, blazing Jin Guang surged forth from the mirror surface.

Following the direction guided by the faint light, it immediately shot out!

Boom!

Dense Jin Guang condensed into a pillar, directly wrapping the black-armored youth.

Everything happened in an instant.

Under that terrifying, suffocating momentum, Aunt Aqian and Wu Feng only felt their vision become distorted.

Jiang Qiulan stared silently at Jin Guang, her palm suddenly clenching tight. The newly gathered Dark Ice Jade Dragon, in a posture far more frenzied than before, slammed into the bronze mirror with a boom!

Endless silver needles surged out from her body, then poured into the jade dragon!

Bang! Bang!

The bronze mirror was sent shaking by the impact, on the verge of shattering. It had no choice but to split off half of its Jin Guang to deal with that jade dragon.

"Have you forgotten about me?"

The Little Demon King bared a vicious grin. As its towering eight-zhang-tall body charged forward, the great earth split apart, dense cracks spreading across it like cracks on porcelain.

The ring-pommel great saber in its hand was raised high.

The Dark Ice Jade Dragon did not turn to defend, and Jiang Qiulan did not spare a glance for the Bull Demon either. She merely gazed quietly at the bronze mirror, silently counting in her heart how many more strikes it would take to blast it apart.

With her movement arts, there was truly no need to waste thought on anything extraneous.

Just one more strike…

A wisp of cold intent welled up in her eyes. The Dao Infant within her inner core was pierced through once more by several silver needles. Under the stimulus of the searing pain, the Dao Infant let out a shrill, miserable shriek.

More sword intent condensed at her side.

"Still hiding a move?" The bronze armor could block saber chops and axe hacks, but it could not stop that bone-piercing chill. The Little Demon King felt its whole body grow sluggish and stiff, its movements growing slower and slower.

Its eyelid twitched. Even bolstered by so many treasures, it still did not have full confidence it could slay its opponent.

The Little Demon King gripped the saber hilt with all its might, trying to bring the blade down.

Just at that moment, a slender, long hand reached out from the Jin Guang, five fingers hooking onto the edge of the bronze mirror. The mirror struggled frantically, yet was still steadily pulled down by that hand.

The massive bronze mirror was forcibly stored into a silver pouch.

Shen Yi's black armor shattered all over his body. On his sturdy frame were terrifying, massive wounds, deep enough to reveal bone, one could even see his internal organs faintly pulsing — yet under the nurturing of the red glow, they were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the body-tempering flesh of the Seventh Metamorphosis of the Heavenly Demon couldn't withstand that Jin Guang.

Truly a fine treasure.

He tore off the ruined upper half of his black armor and glanced sideways at the Bull Demon.

Then his figure exploded into motion.

His solid arm stretched out, palm pressing down on the Little Demon King's forehead.

A few hints of savagery surfaced on the youth's handsome face.

Rumble rumble rumble—

Under that unimaginable force, the Little Demon King's entire body was pressed flat to the ground without the slightest resistance!

(End of this chapter)