Chapter 212: Slaying Madam Qinghua
Chapter 212: Slaying Madam Qinghua
After late autumn comes the bitter winter.
A time when tides can be turned.
Jiang Yuanhua's ethereal spirit hung in the sky, his ears filled with the howls of demons. Though it was winter, the biting wind and snow raged towards the demons.
Shen Yi did not go alone to stop the demon horde outside Qingzhou.
He merely stood in the sky.
In front of that tall figure, the demons had a choice: to enter or leave, to stay within Qingzhou or without. The only difference was where they would die.
The bull demon had lost its will to fight and only wanted to flee.
Each time it tried to escape, it was punched back by that ink-clad figure, its red eyes shining.
It had used a treasure to sneak in, but now its only thought was on how to leave.
Bang!
The bull demon was once again blasted back above Qingzhou City, a dazed look in its huge eyes.
Jiang Qiuluan lay quietly on the ground, her dao infant returning to her qi sea. She could only see from half her field of vision, and even that was obscured by blood.
But she still kept her eyes open, wanting to see that ink-clad figure as he returned.
A slight smile played on her lips.
With him standing before her, she felt an overwhelming sense of security, as if a sword had returned to its sheath, and she no longer had to worry.
"..."
Shen Yi wiped the bloodstains from his hands.
He felt that it should be enough.
He kicked the bull demon's head, forcing it to face him.
Shen Yi's eyes, filled with red mist, suddenly turned into vertical pupils, eerie and terrifying.
Madam Qinghua was already exhausted, her will eroded by pain. Suddenly, a wolf's howl rang sharply in her mind, and her soul began to shake violently, then uncontrollably, it was drawn out of her demonic body.
She finally saw Jiang Yuanhua in the distance.
Earlier, she had felt that he was about to perish, but now, she dissipated even faster than his ethereal spirit!
Amid the shattering gold and cracking stones, her ethereal voice howled, her insubstantial figure like a candle flickering out, quietly disappearing from where she stood.
[Slaying a Blood Demon Ox in the Hybrid Origin Realm, total lifespan of 16,000 years, remaining lifespan of 12,000 years, absorption complete.]
[Remaining lifespan of demons: 20,400 years]
"..."
Shen Yi subconsciously opened his mouth, then coughed lightly, storing the huge demon's corpse into his pocket treasure.
The battle had cost him eighteen drops of demon blood.
He was eager to make up for the loss, forgetting that he was being watched by many.
News of slaying a demon king with obvious status would surely reach many ears.
"Heh, heh."
As the giant demon vanished into the sky, the young man also retracted his dao infant, and the sky canopy returned to clarity.
Countless people realized they had forgotten to breathe, and they began to pant heavily in unison, the scene becoming almost farcical, yet not a single person laughed.
If not for the protection of this Grand Master, Qingzhou City would have become a living hell.
Even now, they were still enveloped by a suffocating aura.
"Are you alright?"
Shen Yi descended back into the ruins and extended his hand towards the girl.
"So amazing."
Lying on the ground, Jiang Qiuluan's voice was weak, but her remaining eye shone.
This praise had been given three times now: once at Xitai Mountain, once at Shuiyun Village, and now here.
"I'm asking if you're alright," Shen Yi said, giving her a wry look. He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up, his fingertips glowing red as he channeled his power.
Jiang Qiuluan pulled weakly on his sleeve, placing her hand in his palm. With a slight smile, she said, "Thank you."
As the red light flowed over her.
Her wounds healed rapidly, and the beautiful flesh of her face, blurred by demonic energy, was soon nourished.
Only when the woman fully recovered did Shen Yi let go of her hand.
The red light could repair her physical body, but it couldn't help her shattered Dao Infant.
Both of them cultivated the Heaven Devouring Pill and devoured the law.
Shen Yi found that the other party's aura was more than twice as weak as his own, probably because she had consumed too much of her cultivation during her breakthrough.
However, she was still young and a true genius, so it shouldn't affect her too much.
In comparison, the ethereal spirit in the sky, which looked like it could dissipate at any moment, seemed like a bigger problem.
Jiang Yuanhua noticed Shen Yi looking at him.
He solemnly sheathed his longsword and, out of habit, flicked his robes before bowing in mid-air to express his gratitude.
"Jiang, on behalf of the people of Qingzhou, thanks the Grand Master for his protection."
"You're welcome, General."
Shen Yi withdrew his gaze, finding it hard to understand the thought process of such people. Even when his life was hanging by a thread, he still didn't rush to find a way to deal with the situation but instead indulged in these meaningless formalities.
However, the general's presence did serve a purpose.
Shen Yi didn't know many people in Qingzhou City, but there were a few he was acquainted with. If they had died, he would have felt somewhat uncomfortable.
...
The duration of this demon disaster was not long, and the only damage it caused was half of the Demon Suppression Office.
However, the commotion it created was unprecedented in Qingzhou's millennium history.
A demon king had silently infiltrated the most heavily guarded city, revealing the true terror of demons to these comfortable and complacent martial artists.
Even the Four Noble Clans, with their Nascent Soul experts, were as powerless as ordinary people in the face of this disaster, left only to await their deaths.
That ink-clad figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.
"Is the Howling Moon Demon King also dead?"
Jiang Yuanhua followed behind Shen Yi like a lingering ghost.
"Dead," Shen Yi rubbed his wrists, having fought such a tough demon for the first time. He hadn't felt it during the battle, but now that he had relaxed, he felt exhausted to the extreme.
"Is the Three-Headed Demon Lord also dead?" The general had been asking questions nonstop along the way.
"Dead."
Shen Yi turned to look at him, his fingers curling into a fist.
Jiang Yuanhua stopped in his tracks, feeling embarrassed. "Just asking."
"What are you going to do now?" Shen Yi asked, his hands hanging by his sides.
"Whatever you say. I plan to visit the Martial Temple." Joy filled Jiang Yuanhua's face. With the demons of Qingzhou wiped out, his biggest worry had vanished, and the millennium of pent-up frustration in his heart dissipated.
Although his physical body was gone, there was another general of the Demon Suppression Office in Qingzhou who had already made preparations to nurture his ethereal spirit.
As long as there was sufficient incense aspiration power, You Longtao would soon become the new general.
The reason You Longtao was chosen was that on the way here, Jiang Yuanhua had repeatedly asked if Shen Yi intended to stay in Qingzhou, and it was clear that he did not.
"Then go quickly."
Shen Yi stepped into the room prepared for him by the Demon Suppression Office and slammed the door shut.
He hadn't noticed before, but this guy sure could talk.
Jiang Yuanhua walked through the door. "Even if you're unwilling to be the general, could you at least take on the title of acting general until You Longtao breaks through to the Martial Saint realm?"
There was no need for Shen Yi to stay in Qingzhou; as long as the demons knew that this city had once been protected by him, it would be enough.
Shen Yi sat on the edge of the bed and sighed softly, his pupils gradually turning vertical, "...'
Jiang Yuanhua shuddered and quickly retreated.
He had just witnessed how the bull demon had been silently slain, its soul techniques far more overpowering than the Howling Moon Demon King's.
Although his ethereal spirit was more resilient than an ordinary soul, he still dared not underestimate such means.
(End of Chapter)
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