Chapter 83: General General Xuehe Great Law

The Ear-Dao Spirit stood timidly at Qian Chen's collar, staring wide-eyed at these little fellows like itself, killing the wolf pack through and through, its eyes full of disbelief. It lowered its head and looked at its own little fist, shouted "Ya Ya" twice, bowed its stance, and punched out, not even stirring up a fist wind. Qian Chen flicked his finger and flicked it off his collar.

The Ear-Dao Spirit crawled back into Qian Chen's Daoist robe pocket, depressed, and kept company with the Gold and Silver Boys.

But at this time, the guard wolf demon hidden in the wolf pack finally made a move. A giant wolf with a body nearly twice as large as an ordinary demon wolf rushed from the darkness into the malevolence. Qian Chen didn't pay attention, just gave the Yan-surnamed scholar a look. The Yan-surnamed scholar nodded slightly, indicating that he could kill it, just let it come over.

Unexpectedly, the demon wolf jumped up halfway, and its body expanded several times in the process of jumping.

The wolf skin was inflated by the flesh and blood underneath, leaving only a thin layer. One could see the flesh and blood surging crazily through the sparse wolf hair and skin sac, and then it suddenly exploded. The sprayed blood and meat paste were evenly coated within a radius of dozens of feet. When the flesh and blood fell, black demon fire burned.

The demon wolves stained with demon fire suddenly went mad. Their eyes were blood-red, and they rushed toward Qian Chen and the three who were surrounded at the door of the main hall regardless of their lives.

The black demon fire burned the paper men, paper horses, and talisman bean soldiers completely. Zhichiu the Daoist's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash of the magic spell...

Qian Chen's gaze suddenly looked in a direction in the darkness, and he whispered: "Is the power of this demon art a bit extraordinary? Could it be that the wolf king of the wolf pack is a demon pika?"

The Yan-surnamed scholar shook his head: "Demon beasts worship power. Although pikas are wise, their bodies are weak, so it is difficult for them to become wolf kings. However, the magic spell of this demon pika is indeed quite powerful. If it appeared in the wolf pack, it should also be bitten to death by the wolf king..."

After the paper men and paper horses were lost, Qian Chen's malevolence black pythons could no longer intercept most of the demon wolves. Suddenly, dozens of wolf packs launched an attack fiercely. There were groups of three or five, with close cooperation and even elite tactics. Often several launched attacks together, and the other wolves did not rush up, but gave space for the attacking wolves to move.

And they replenished battle losses at any time, and would even suddenly launch attacks at unexpected times. That kind of mastery of the rhythm of the attack and the strong sense of oppression were hard to describe.

Zhichiu, the Yan-surnamed scholar, and Qian Chen had already stood together.

Zhichiu even pulled the reincarnator's corpse over to prevent it from being torn apart by the wolf pack in revenge.

Qian Chen raised the Seven Malevolence Banners, and the malevolence surged like giant pythons. Wherever it went, the wolf pack's formation was in chaos. The Seven Emotions Confusing Demons contained in the malevolence caused many demon wolves in the wolf pack to go mad and tear at their companions. The damage range caused by Qian Chen's Seven Malevolence Banners was very large, and it effectively disrupted the wolf pack's attack rhythm.

But facing this situation, a high-pitched wolf howl came from afar, and the wolf pack's formation changed. From the original dense charge, it scattered into skirmish lines of three or five, actually launching interspersed attacks in a decent way.

Seeing this, Qian Chen couldn't help but sigh. No wonder humans in this world had almost no power to fight back against the wolf pack. It turned out that the wolf demons' technical and tactical skills were already close to the World War II era of his previous life, and they even used the classic infantry three-three squad tactics.

The wolf pack usually operated in small groups of three or five, so this kind of three-three cooperation was not unfamiliar at all.

In addition, after the battle line was dispersed, Qian Chen's malevolence could not achieve large-scale killing... The sword light in the Yan-surnamed scholar's soft bag finally escaped, which was a flying sword pill. The spiritual light flowed, and the sword pill brought up a large piece of brilliant silver light, opening a blood hole in the top of a demon wolf that had broken through Qian Chen's Seven Malevolence Banners.

That demon wolf didn't make a sound and was already dead.

The Yan-surnamed scholar turned to Zhichiu the Daoist and said: "The demon wolves coming over are blocked by Yan, so you don't need to make a move for the time being. Go and help that fellow Daoist block the wolf pack from coming up!"

Zhichiu nodded hurriedly: "Understood!"

He silently recited the true words, and dozens of paper men and paper horses suddenly jumped out of the wooden box on his back, written with talisman texts in cinnabar divine register, holding small talisman soldiers, shouting "Ya Ya", and killing the wolf demons with miniature weapons. He also reached out and sprinkled a handful of talisman beans, which all turned into little people when they landed, covering the talisman soldiers to kill.

This art of scattering beans into soldiers, like the Yellow Turban Warriors Qian Chen used before, were all Daoist soldiers of the Daoist sect.

It was just that Qian Chen's Yellow Turban Warriors could only do some heavy work. After all, there was no spiritual consciousness in them, and they were insufficient in response during the fight. They might be able to deal with mortal armies, but they were completely useless against cultivators or this group of demons.

Only like Zhichiu, using talisman books as the body of the Daoist soldiers and inviting the spiritual consciousness of the heavenly soldiers from the Mysterious Heaven Palace in the Heavenly Realm with divine registers, could the paper men and paper horses become real Daoist soldiers.

Those little talisman people roared, "Ya Ya Ya", some soft and cute, but the miniature paper guns in their hands stabbed out like toothpicks as they jumped, actually instantly piercing the chest of a demon wolf in front, carrying its body, which was a hundred times larger than the paper man, and nailing it to the ground.

Those dozens of paper men, in groups of three or five, only made one move, and often could kill a demon wolf.

The thousands of bean people scattered into soldiers only had slightly greater strength than ordinary people, but they tried their best to cover the paper men hidden among them, making it difficult for the demon wolves to distinguish their positions.

In the malevolence, dozens of paper men and paper horses, cooperating with thousands of bean people, killed the wolf pack with heavy casualties. ===== CHAPTER 84 =====

A pair of blood-red eyes lit up in that direction.

Zhi Qiu, who was looking straight at these blood-red eyes, along with the sorcerer Zhou and even the sword immortal Yan, could not help but feel a deep chill.

That gaze was extremely evil... and it was gradually drawing closer.

A moment later, a wolf-demon with a wolf's head and a human body, whose body was already more than half transformed into a normal human, slowly walked out from the darkness. Its face was like a wolf's and a human's, carrying a kind of shivering evil intent. The fingernails on its hands were long, like claws, and it was followed by several wolf-demon guards. The wolf-demon stretched out its hand and used its fingernails to scratch a tall guard wolf beside it, the nails grooming its thick fur, and sneered: "You lot killed so many of my descendants, and you still want to leave?"

"Side Quest — The Four Great Generals: Kill the four great generals under the Blood Demon. For each one killed, you will be rewarded with five points of morality. (General Lang/???)"

"Five points of morality... that's ten times the bounty offered by Hong Sihai!" Qian Chen sighed inwardly.

Even by the simplest calculation, this General Lang was about ten times stronger than Hong Sihai. Hong Sihai had refined the Qian Heaven One Qi Clear Gang, which was equivalent to a weaker Core Formation cultivator; therefore, General Lang had the cultivation base of a Core Formation Supreme Rank, equivalent to a variant wolf-demon among the demon race that had condensed a superior demon core.

After that general appeared, the tyrannical demonic qi made everyone shudder. That powerful, cold, and gloomy feeling struck suddenly, and the wails of countless people seemed to echo in their ears, while a dense, bloody stench soared into the sky. Judging by the bloody resentment entwined around its body, at least tens of thousands of people had been slaughtered by it.

Zhi Qiu's eyes were splitting with rage; he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, writing a divine talisman on his palm.

At the same time, he mumbled: "You demon, exactly how many people have you killed? Today, I shall summon the ancestor's divine talisman, and even at the cost of severe damage to my cultivation, I will kill you. Fellow Daoists, once I severely injure this demon, you must follow up with a strike..."

The wolf-demon general revealed a cruel sneer. A feeling of indescribable fear surged in Zhi Qiu's heart. The sword immortal Yan made his move, his sword pellet splitting into ten sword lights, yet he hid the one with the true, greatest power among them, slashing them one after another toward the wolf-demon general. The sword lights connected head to tail, transforming into a long, thunderous rainbow with endless momentum.

Blood light surged on the wolf-demon's body, mixed with countless faces—old and young, male and female—all wearing painful and ferocious expressions. Those faces, filled with monstrous resentment, rushed out from the wolf-demon's body. The blood light suddenly swelled, transforming into a river of blood gathered from tens of thousands of souls, which surged upward and submerged the long rainbow of sword light.

One could see the sword light continuously slashing those ferocious faces, but often, as soon as one was slain, it would immediately be reborn from the blood river.

And that clear, bright sword pellet was also gradually being tainted by the blood light, its movement no longer agile... A black-gold sword light flew out from Qian Chen's sleeve, merging with the sword immortal Yan's sword pellet to jointly resist the might of this blood river.

"The Blood Demon's General General Xuehe Great Art!" Zhi Qiu's face showed horror, and he nearly drew the divine talisman in his hand incorrectly.

He could only shout loudly: "Fellow Daoists, hold on! This demon is a remnant of the Blood Demon. Wait for me to summon the ancestor..."

Qian Chen frowned inwardly. Such a sudden change of events had indeed disrupted his plans. Qian Chen could only consider whether he should use a hidden trump card if these people could not hold out.

If he used it, Miaokong, who might be watching from the shadows, would likely see through a thing or two.

One must never underestimate this person's vigilance. Just one trump card might cause him to re-evaluate the threat of Qian Chen. Originally, Qian Chen was in the dark and Miaokong was in the light. But a wolf-demon ambush had caused Qian Chen to go from dark to light. Since Miaokong was not making a move yet, Qian Chen could only prepare for the worst... This person planned before acting; even when facing small fry he could kill with a wave of his hand, he had enough patience to observe and circle them.

The blood river rolled up with boundless might, but the wolf-demon did not wait idly.

Not waiting for Zhi Qiu's divine talisman to be completed, the wolf-demon slashed through the air with one claw, the blood-red claw force grabbing toward the three of them. At the same time, with a wolf's howl, a ripple that distorted the void spread from the wolf-demon's mouth in all directions, rippling out like moonlight.

The surrounding sword immortal Yan, sorcerer Zhou, Zhi Qiu, and even Qian Chen and the others all sensed the strangeness in this howl and hurriedly raised their magic power to protect their souls. But upon touching that ripple of magic power like moonlight, the magic power protecting their souls collapsed at a single touch. Instantly, it felt as if their sea of consciousness had been struck by thunder, becoming a blank space in an instant.

When Zhi Qiu finally regained some clarity, he found his soul withered, blood spraying from his mouth and nose, and even his seven orifices aching faintly. His Niwan Palace felt as if it were about to split open, and the divine talisman in his palm had long been blurred by blood.

Beside him, the sword immortal Yan and Qian Chen were struggling to protect him, but the sword light resisting the blood river had already become tarnished.

Qian Chen was disheveled and quite wretched; the sword immortal Yan was slightly better off but had also sustained some injuries... As for the sorcerer Zhou, he had collapsed instantly under the wolf-demon's howl, his soul severely damaged, and even his soul altar could not save him. It was unknown how long he would have to cultivate bitterly to repair such trauma.

Zhi Qiu wiped the blood from his face and gave a bitter smile: "I fear there is no luck this time! It is only a pity that I have implicated several fellow Daoists... However, the news of the Blood Demon remnant's emergence must be spread. Now, I have only my Yin Spirit to leave my body and send a message to my sect, to send the elders of the sect to eradicate this demon... But perhaps my Kunlun sect alone is not enough."

"The cultivation of this wolf-demon has likely caught up to my Sect Master and Master. It will require the major sects to join forces!"

"I hope that when I die, I can bring back enough evidence!"

"Fellow Daoist, it is Zhi Qiu who has failed everyone!" Zhi Qiu said calmly: "I will burn my physical body and magic power to tear open the blood river; perhaps I can send one fellow Daoist out."

The sword immortal Yan said: "While the sword exists, the person exists, and the righteous path of the human world exists. I had to protect you before, so I could not use my full strength. You send him out, and I will unite person and sword to fight once more. I have secret techniques; even if I cannot deal with this demon, I can still retreat gracefully. Fellow Daoist can also take the opportunity to have your Yin Spirit leave your body... but your Yin Spirit is not yet complete. Using secret techniques to leave your body will allow you to pass on the message, but I fear your own soul will be scattered!"

"If I die for a worthy cause, what does it matter?" Zhi Qiu said calmly.

"Good!" the sword immortal Yan praised: "You have the spirit of a sword immortal. I have a talisman here that might protect your Yin Spirit a little; at the very least, your reincarnation will be unimpeded."

"Such a precious talisman must be something you prepared for your own tribulations. Now that your own life and death are uncertain, how can Zhi Qiu take what your fate depends on?" Zhi Qiu just shook his head and refused. The sword immortal Yan said: "Being so hesitant is not like a member of our sword immortals." He stuck the divine talisman on Zhi Qiu's brow. Qian Chen frowned and said: "The Shangqing Red Script True Talisman? You are an overseas sword cultivator..."

The sword immortal Yan looked back at Qian Chen and cupped his hands: "So it is a fellow Daoist from the Central Lands!"

Qian Chen shook his head and said: "I am not leaving either... This great hall looks like a dead end, but it is not actually a dead end. Escaping from the wolf-demon's hands looks like a chance for survival, but often there is no survival. Once one enters the cycle of reincarnation, where can one retreat? Since Fellow Daoist Yan says there is the ability to fight, then I will also fight for my life. If two people fight for their lives, the possibility of survival might be greater!"

The sword immortal Yan said: "When I fight for my life, I cannot even protect myself fully..."

"Qian does not need your protection either!" Qian Chen said calmly.

"Since no fellow Daoists are willing to leave, then I will accompany you all to fight for our lives!" Zhi Qiu cupped his hands. At this moment, someone said weakly: "I, I want to leave!" One could see a voice coming from the belly of the sorcerer Zhou's corpse: "Fellow Daoists, please send this bell out... my soul is inside!"

After saying this, the corpse opened its mouth and spat out a red bell. Zhi Qiu took the bell, feeling somewhat between laughter and tears.

Qian Chen nodded and said: "Then let the three of us join forces and try to see if we can tear open the blood river and send this bell out!" He looked at the black-gold black-malevolent hook and sword pellet entangled in the blood river, untied something from his neck, and said to the two: "I have an item on me with a peculiar origin and some evil intent. Now that I am using it to fight for my life, I hope you two will not be offended."

After saying this, he waved his hand and unleashed the Bone Relic...