Chapter 491: At that moment, it was impossible to tell who was the true demon

On one side was the battlefield where Yang Jian and Sun Wukong were locked in a fierce battle with Mofun.

On the other side was Tang An, holding the chain of the World-Extinguishing Black Lotus, being dragged along by the dog as if she were walking it.

"Thrilling~"

The last time she experienced this feeling of being walked by a dog was on the Tongtian River, when Xiaotian Quan pulled a sled and took her for a ride on the river surface.

"Giddy-up!"

"To the left, to the left, we're going to crash!"

"Bang!"

Tang An was dragged into a giant boulder, but the moment before she was about to face-plant, she struck first, sending the boulder flying and shattering it into countless fragments.

"I am the one walking the dog for fun; did you really think you could drag me around and do whatever you wanted?"

"Stop, now!"

Tang An jerked the chain in her hand tight, a shockwave erupted, and Mofun's throat instantly constricted; like an arrow released from a bowstring, he was yanked flying back by Tang An.

But that was not the end of it.

Tang An dragged him around as if playing a fruit-slicing game, using his demonic body to slice through the debris of the Outer Domain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang, bang!"

The air above exploded like fireworks, bursting with one fragment after another.

And those Innate Violent Qi shredded the restrained Mofun, leaving him covered in wounds and severely injured.

By the time Tang An hauled him back like a dead fish, he could only gasp, on the verge of death.

"Boring."

When Tang An brought Mofun to find Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, the battle there had already ended.

Nezha had just returned, and upon arrival, he dealt a lethal blow, piercing Mofun's body with his Fire-Tipped Spear burning with Six Ding Divine Fire.

Once Mofun was dead, Tang An directly applied the Talisman Seal of the Great Killing Weapon, then dragged the half-dead Mofun and followed the seal's tracking to Mofun's nest.

Before the Mofun nest.

This was the first time the four master and disciples had seen what a Demon Nest looked like; it was a structure similar to a beehive, but black and semi-open.

The Demon Nest was vast and bottomless. Tang An scanned it roughly with her divine sense; there were at least one hundred thousand Demon Soldiers hiding inside.

Tang An sat on the Merit Golden Seat and tugged on the chain around Mofun's neck.

"Bark."

If the dog doesn't bark twice to sound the alarm, how could she call everyone inside out?

Mofun was on the verge of death, yet he glared at Tang An with immense fury.

"We were merely fighting for survival, fighting for the people of the Demon Race."

"Why must you humiliate others so, and kill them all to the last?"

"Hmm?" Tang An laughed at this.

"Kill them all to the last? If I don't kill my enemies to the last, am I supposed to wait for them to kill me to the last?"

"What? When you invaded the Inner Realm, were you holding onto the belief of converting all living beings?"

Mofun's face twitched, "You and I simply have different stances..."

Tang An didn't wait for him to argue such nonsense, "Regardless of the reason or the stance, none of it is an excuse for you to invade the territory of my Huaxia!"

She dragged Mofun in front of her and grabbed his throat. "You have invaded my Inner Realm since time immemorial; now that retribution has come, it is time for you to taste the same."

"Let me tell you, this is just the beginning. The methods I will use to deal with you in the future will be your nightmare."

She shoved Mofun aside and wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

"Bark."

Mofun gritted his teeth, refusing to submit even in death.

Tang An raised an eyebrow slightly, "I said, bark!" As she spoke, Tang An stepped on his left forearm, crushing his demonic bone into powder.

"Ah!!!"

This scream, as expected, called all the Outer Realm Demon Race within the Demon Nest out.

The Demon Nest had no Demon Soldiers stationed, because they had already hidden deep within the Outer Domain. And before this, no Guardian had ever been able to find their way here.

As a result, when those swarming Demon Soldiers emerged, their brains all short-circuited.

It was one thing for Mofun to return to the nest after death, but how could an Ancestral Demon be brought here in such a wretched state?

"Are you the Guardian?" The one who spoke had the cultivation of a Half-Step Demon Ancestor.

Tang An didn't speak, only tugged on the chain, which made a "clinking" sound.

"What? She really is the Guardian?"

"It's too terrifying, she is truly too terrifying."

"Can the Guardian really find the Demon Nest? Doesn't that mean we're doomed?"

"Don't be afraid, we have over a hundred thousand Demon Soldiers, and they only have four people."

"Are you sick in the head? Didn't you see the Ancestral Demon is in her hands?"

Over a hundred thousand Demon Soldiers swarmed out, surrounding Tang An and her three disciples like an iron barrel, leaving no room for escape.

Yet Tang An maintained a faint smile throughout, her eyes filled with the disdain of a superior, her hand propping up her cheek, lazy and dangerous.

"Very good, you have all been surrounded by me alone."

"Since that is the case, I have no choice but to bring out my specialty."

Her fingers tapped lightly, and a square-shaped spatial seal flickered in and out of existence.

"This mountain was opened by me, these trees were planted by me; if you want to pass through here, leave behind your toll."

Elegant, truly elegant. It is rare to see a bandit so elegant that they even fight their way to someone else's front door.

With Mofun dead and Moyou trapped, it was enough to leave the more than one hundred thousand Demon Soldiers at a loss and their morale in a sharp decline.

Everyone wanted to flee; none of them wanted to be the first to rush forward and die.

A few Half-Step Demon Ancestors stepped out, seemingly wanting to wage war against Tang An, vowing to defend their dignity to the death.

Yet dignity has always existed only upon the edge of a blade. And the blade is now held in Tang An's hand.

"What this deity wants are all the treasures in your Demon Nest. Regardless of whether they are Mofun's, a Half-Step Demon Ancestor's, or the Demon Treasures of low-ranking Demon Soldiers, this deity wants them all."

"However, this deity knows that you certainly haven't decided who will be the first to voluntarily step forward and surrender."

"It doesn't matter, this deity has plenty of time to wait."

Tang An knew that those Outer Realm Demon Race did not fear Sun Wukong and the others. Because there was no blessing from the Zhenmo Pass Heavenly Dao Array here, they could not truly kill the Outer Realm Demon Race.

It did not matter; she did not mind taking action to establish her authority.

"Jinbao."

"Master Sword is here!"

The Jinbao Sword hummed with excitement; it could finally show off its skills and slaughter in all directions.

"Kill, kill until a smart member of the Demon Race voluntarily steps forward to surrender."

"Leave it to me!"

The Jinbao Sword whistled out. Because it was driven by Tang An's Dharma Power, the Outer Realm Demon Race would surely die without a doubt when struck by it, unable to regenerate.

The Jinbao Sword was seen transforming into a giant sword, arriving at the very center of the Outer Realm Demon Race's encirclement.

Then, like harvesting leeks, it circled outward, cutting through them.

As for those low-ranking Outer Realm Demon Race, even if they burned their demon souls, they were completely powerless before the Jinbao Sword, which was empowered by Tang An's Dharma Power.

Tang An tapped her right fingertip lightly against her knee, waiting for the carnival of slaughter to proceed second by second.

After all, for every extra second that passed, there was no telling how many Outer Realm Demon Race would die.

Soon, under the pressure of the Jinbao Sword's slaughter, some of the Outer Realm Demon Race stepped forward, voluntarily offering up their Demon Treasures.

And after one stepped forward, what followed was a scene of them swarming in, voluntarily offering surrender in order to save their lives.

Tang An looked at the vast crowd of Outer Realm Demon Race kneeling all around and beckoned to collect their Demon Treasures.

"You've taken our treasures, does that mean you can let us go?"

"Yes, you said that as long as we offered up our Demon Treasures, you would..."

The Outer Realm Demon Race who spoke suddenly realized the truth, because Tang An had never said that she would let them go if they offered up their Demon Treasures.

Tang An's smile deepened, "Have you realized it now?"

"But it seems to be too late." Her smile grew even more intense; that feeling made her seem more like a cold-blooded demon than the Outer Realm Demon Race themselves.