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Chapter 210: I Am the Ox Demon
Chapter 210: I Am the Ox Demon
The dark red demon clouds filled the sky, and a black cloak fluttered above Qingzhou City.
A woman held a long sword at an angle, its hilt adorned with a delicate flower made of green and white jade.
Her shoulders bore several gashes, frost slowly melting upon them.
Her graceful figure hovered in the air.
Below her, the sprawling Demon Suppression Bureau headquarters lay in ruins, with numerous officers in cloud-patterned ink shirts gathering like a dense dark cloud.
But these men, usually awe-inspiring, now seemed infinitesimal beneath the crimson sky.
In the wreckage, a girl with a shimmering cold light flickering across her body was buried under broken wood and debris.
Boom—
Jiang Qiuluan gently pushed aside a massive beam, striving to maintain her composure. She tried to stand, but her slightly trembling palms and the white mist dissipating in her dark eyes revealed her true condition.
As she staggered to her feet, she drew everyone's gaze.
Ordinary folk hid behind flimsy wooden doors, their only shelter from the terror outside.
Countless members of aristocratic families and sects poured into the long street, their eyes glued helplessly to the figure that had once struck fear into their hearts.
This figure had once wreaked havoc in Yushan County, leaving a trail of bloodshed that kept them tossing and turning at night.
But now, as a demon attacked, she was the only one who could stand in its way... and it seemed that not even she could stop it.
"Ancestor! Please help!"
Li Xinhan rushed into a luxurious mansion, clad in a majestic wolf cloak and brandishing a silver longsword.
Bloodied and desperate, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
An elderly, frail-looking man stepped out, his own family cowering behind him. "What are you shouting about?"
"Help us!"
When the nest is destroyed, how can there be intact eggs? Li Xinhan gripped his sword hilt tightly, his emotions spiraling out of control.
In the thousand years of peace in Qingzhou, when had demons ever dared to invade this place?
Here, there were four illustrious clans, the largest number of Demon Suppression Bureau officers, and the state's only martial arts immortal.
"Help..."
The elderly man from the Li family, usually unflappable, lost his composure. He glanced bitterly at his ignorant junior, "In the face of such a powerful being, I am no different than you."
Hearing this, Li Xinhan froze in his tracks, and the longsword in his hand drooped powerlessly.
The old ancestor was the strongest person he knew and the pride of the entire Li family. But even in this situation, the old man could only stand by and watch, just like him?
He turned and rushed out again.
The Li family's old ancestor frowned but did not stop him.
This demon king had enveloped the entire city with his overwhelming demonic might. It was only a matter of where they would meet their end; escape was absolutely impossible.
With this in mind, he sighed and looked up at the sky.
Qinghua Furen was not one to show mercy, but she gave Jiang Qiuluan a chance to catch her breath. However, a sword suddenly appeared before her.
This sword was wrapped in the power of incense wishes, but far from feeling peaceful, it exuded an intense killing intent and madness.
She said calmly, "I've never seen a martial arts immortal like you."
With her physical body destroyed, her only chance of survival was to find something to inhabit, like her beloved sword, becoming a sword spirit and slowing her demise, or if lucky, she could enter a dharma body and continue her cultivation.
Until then, any exertion would only hasten her end.
Especially now that she had actively sought out a demon king far stronger than herself.
"..."
The sword gave no response, and unseen by anyone, Jiang Yuanhua stood with the sword in hand. The sword's light flowed like a mighty river, rushing relentlessly toward Qinghua Furen.
Known as the sharpest sword in Qingzhou, she always fought with empty hands.
At this moment, the white cold stream was like a shattered river and a splitting sea sword, suddenly slashing towards Qinghua Furen!
Chacha cha—
Qinghua Furen slashed with her blade, colliding with the cold stream.
At the same time, she casually propped up a Qinghua treasure umbrella. The seemingly fragile canopy slowly rotated, blocking all the sword light imbued with incense wish power.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be in a hurry to break through."
She glanced sideways, and the edge of the Qinghua treasure sword was quietly grasped by a bloody palm. Half of Jiang Qiuluan's face had its skin and flesh stripped away by demonic energy, and the Dao Infant formed by the condensation of the Xuan Bing Seven Sha power exuded a chilling aura.
That eye was like white jade, a still well within.
"Since you anticipated the problem, you should have left earlier. Perhaps you would have had a chance for revenge."
Qinghua Furen wanted to retract her treasure sword, but the opponent forcibly broke through and still possessed a foundation far surpassing that of a newly advanced Hybrid Elemental Mastery sect master. The Elixir Pill technique she cultivated must have been the most challenging type.
If she had broken through normally, even Qinghua Furen might not have been able to defeat her easily.
Add to that her exceptional talent, and she was bound to achieve greatness in the future.
"......"
Jiang Qiuluan quietly stared at the sword edge in her hand, and her five fingers gradually tightened their grip until the sword shattered. Her voice was slightly soft as she said, "Revenge is a very boring thing."
Once the dust settles, nothing can be changed.
Chasing time is to avoid the regrets of the past.
She was truly exhausted.
She really didn't want to chase again.
She used her palm as a blade and abruptly slashed across Qinghua Furen's neck. A deep gash appeared on her delicate neck, and soon blood gushed out, only to be frozen by the cold.
Boom!
Qinghong Furen's palm almost simultaneously stamped on her chest, and cracks appeared on the Dao Infant that Jiang Qiuluan had revealed.
"I am a demon."
Furen watched as she fell, covering her neck wound with her hand. What would be a fatal injury to an ordinary person couldn't even make the powerful Demon King change her expression.
In an instant, the sword light on the other side finally tore through the Qinghua umbrella, shattering its ribs. The sword pierced straight through her palm and then her neck.
Puchi!
The long sword penetrated her palm and then pierced through her neck.
Jiang Yuanhua's face was hideous, and she held the sword horizontally, intending to cut off the opponent's head.
"I told you, I am a demon."
Qinghua Furen decisively pulled her palm out, half of her palm cut open, and then she grasped the long sword, preventing it from moving any further.
The fact that she held a sword and an umbrella in her hands earlier
didn't mean she was a cultivator.
Without these, her powerful demonic body was her greatest asset.
At this moment, Jiang Yuanhua's Yin spirit was already showing signs of instability, and the incense wish power that filled the sky had begun to fade.
The Qinghua Demon King of the Thousand Demon Cave and the Howling Moon Demon King here, although sharing the same title, were entirely different in strength.
Her casual raise of her hand shattered the last trace of hope for everyone in Qingzhou City.
Moreover, the red clouds in the sky had become much denser.
At the edge of the dark red sky, an even more sinister scarlet color surged like a tidal wave, engulfing the sky and plunging the entire Qingzhou City into silent fear.
(End of Chapter)
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