Chapter 1430: The Other Party Is Very Strong

"Do you feel it too?" Qingji looked toward Black Tiger. Her perception was far stronger than Black Tiger's; if even Black Tiger could sense that Buddhist power, it meant the other party was truly powerful.

"I feel it..." Black Tiger's expression changed drastically: "Run..."

The two did not dare to linger there; they turned around quickly and hurried back.

Just as they turned, a monk dressed in rags walked out from the corner ahead. He was protected by Buddha Light invisible to the naked eye, and with a single step, he covered several zhang of distance.

But fortunately, the two had already disappeared from view, and the monk did not see them.

"Strange, I clearly smelled two strands of Demon Power just now. These are small demons that already possess a Demon Core; how did they disappear once I got here? Could it be that I was discovered?" the monk muttered to himself.

Then his eyes lit up: "They were actually able to discover me, which means their strength is extraordinary. Hehe, they are more formidable than I imagined. I am truly blessed today to have encountered two small demons who wandered into the human world by mistake."

He laughed heartily, then took a step forward, his figure flickering a few times before disappearing from the spot.

Black Tiger and Qingji did not dare to use techniques to escape, because the other party was simply too powerful. If they revealed even a shred of Demon Power, they would be discovered. The two just ran for their lives, secretly praying that their Demon Power would not leak and that the monk would not pursue them.

In a small grove in the suburbs, Black Tiger suddenly stopped his steps: "Wait, why are we running?"

"That monk is definitely coming for us. If we don't run, are we supposed to stay put and wait for him to catch us?" Qingji turned her head and said speechlessly.

"We are from the Demon Department now; we can walk in this world openly and uprightly. Is that wrong?" Black Tiger turned his head to look at Qingji and said: "No matter how powerful that monk is, what can he do to us?"

"Don't be stupid. Do you really think there is anyone in this world who would give Chen Yu face?" Qingji glared at Black Tiger helplessly and said: "This monk is very strong; I'm afraid he can do whatever he pleases."

"Then we don't have to be this panicked, right? It makes it look like we did something bad, like a thief with a guilty conscience?" Black Tiger looked back and saw a flash of Buddha Light; the monk had suddenly appeared.

"Forget it, even if we wanted to run this time, we can't." Qingji's expression changed slightly, and she watched the monk with caution.

In fact, the monk's footwork was very fast; even if the two of them unleashed all their Demon Power, they probably wouldn't be able to escape very far. Since that was the case, they might as well stop running and properly face this monk to see what exactly he wanted to do.

"Hehe, virtuous, virtuous." The monk looked at the two with glowing eyes and laughed: "I didn't expect that they really are two small demons with decent strength. I didn't expect that this time in Modu, I would actually encounter demons of this cultivation level. Do you two have Demon Cores?"

"Master, we two haven't done anything bad," Qingji said. "Why are you chasing us so desperately?"

"A demon is a demon; whether you have done bad things or not is unimportant," the monk shook his head slightly and said. "In this poor monk's view, as long as it is not of my kind, its heart must be different. So you two, just obediently surrender and let me extract your Demon Cores."

"You are a monk, a disciple of the Buddha, and you also do such harmful and unreasonable things as extracting Demon Cores for cultivation?" Qingji could not help but be angry. The cultivators of the world did not have hearts that were just ordinarily black; the monk before her looked harmless to humans and animals, but he was actually no different from those Dharma Cultivators.

"Haha, your existence itself is against the heavens, while humans are the leaders of all living things, uniquely favored by heaven," the monk laughed triumphantly. "So me extracting your Demon Cores and peeling your skin and pulling your bones is only natural and right. Do not resist; resistance is useless."

"You..." Qingji gritted her teeth, and a green light flashed in her eyes as she attempted to control the monk.

Snakes were skilled in mental control; the faint green light in her eyes slowly rippled, and an invisible sound surged into the monk's ears.

The monk pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist name; the massive sound of the chant spread out like a great bell.

Qingji let out a muffled groan and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Her eyes were bloodshot; she had clearly suffered a significant loss.

"In front of this poor monk, do not display these petty tricks of yours; it is useless. Hehe, you had better obediently surrender and let this poor monk extract your Demon Cores." The monk laughed, pressed his palms together, and a Kasaya billowed without wind.

One could see countless painful faces on the Kasaya; these faces were shrouded in a layer of Buddha Light, turning into clusters of black mist that gathered without dissipating.

These painful faces formed by the black mist were precisely the same kind that had been subdued by the monk. Even though they were dead, their Soul Consciousness was sealed on this Kasaya, never to be reincarnated.

The Kasaya unfurled, about to sweep toward the two. Black Tiger shouted in a deep voice: "Back away."

He suddenly blocked in front of Qingji, then let out a violent shout, clenched his right fist, and his fist enlarged in that instant. He smashed a punch toward the monk's Kasaya.

Black Tiger's strength was extremely strong; this punch contained all his Demon Power. As this punch landed, a massive force of the fist struck out, and then with a 'bang', the monk was actually forced back several steps.

"What a formidable little demon." The monk stared at Black Tiger, then couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbid air, and said: "I truly underestimated you just now, but are you sure you want to resist?"

"Master, we are from the Demon Department, so please show mercy, Master," Black Tiger said. "Setting aside this identity, we two have not done anything harmful or unreasonable."

"The Demon Department?" The monk was stunned, then his right hand beckoned, retracting the Kasaya. He stared at the two and said: "Is there anything that can prove it?"

"Here, there is the mark of the Demon Department." Black Tiger rolled up his sleeve, and one could see a flame mark on his arm; this was precisely the symbol of the Demon Department's identity.

"It really is," the monk muttered. "This is a bit complicated now. How could I say that you two things with such strong Demon Power dared to stroll around the human world so openly? So you are from the Demon Department?"

"Yes, we both are." Black Tiger let out a sigh of relief. He had already prepared himself to fight for his life, but he had not expected that once his identity was revealed, the other party would actually have misgivings. This truly made him feel relieved.

"Were you two recruited personally by Chen Yu?" The monk stared at Black Tiger: "I have heard of the Demon Department; it is a newly formed division of the Dragon Breath. Hmph, for Chen Yu to be able to persuade Wang Zhongming to establish himself as a division, he is also a formidable character."