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Chapter 225: Demon Slaying in Song Prefecture
Chapter 225: Demon Slaying in Song Prefecture
The desolate city streets exuded an eerie sense of muddiness.
Crumpled flesh and scattered entrails were everywhere, filling the air with a nauseating stench.
The sparse pedestrians seemed oblivious, their expressions numb as they trudged through the mud, making a distinct patting sound.
They were the abandoned ones.
As the main city of a prefecture, Nanyue no longer belonged to the Dagan Dynasty, nor was it under the protection of the Demon Suppressing Bureau.
The Tiger Leopard General, under the Crimson-eyed Divine Lord, smashed the plaque of the Demon Subduing General's Mansion and beheaded an elderly man clad in tattered black armor, hanging his glaring head on a long spear at the mansion's entrance.
Thus, Nanyue City gained a new Demon Lord.
Day and night, the people chanted the name of the Crimson-eyed Divine Lord, praying for their lives. Every three days, they had to worship at the temple, hoping not to be chosen for the feast.
The Demon Lord often held grand banquets.
The guests, once from prestigious families and sects, had gradually become ordinary people like them.
Blessing the common folk, the Demon Lord could indulge in culinary delights.
This was the reward for the Demon Lord's diligence, and being chosen for the feast was an honor for those blessed.
"..."
A thin man in patched linen walked with his head down when two people stopped him.
He looked up, and they nodded at him.
The man slowly opened his palm, letting the incense candles he held scatter to the ground. Without begging for mercy, he went limp, and the two men supported him.
The drawing of lots was a matter of bad luck or insufficient devotion during worship.
Half-dragged and half-carried, he was taken to the most prominent mansion in the city.
The Demon Subduing General's Mansion.
The man knelt on the ground, looking at the head on the spear, now just a layer of dried skin, and then at the others who had also been chosen. Even as he was led into the kitchen, he couldn't help but glance at the sky.
"The Divine Lord is a demon."
If there were truly gods, why wouldn't they punish the evil?
The sky was clear and bright, yet empty.
The mansion's roof was roughly torn off, and the meeting hall was converted into a dining hall.
A towering figure sat in the main seat, his back straight and broad, wearing smooth silk robes. Even the specially tailored loose-fitting long gown couldn't hide his bulging muscles, as if about to burst.
The Tiger Leopard General placed his palms on the table, waiting for the dishes to be served before he would pick up his chopsticks.
As a general under the Divine Lord, he couldn't behave like the unruly demons.
Large wooden platters, requiring several people to carry, were brought to the wide table, filled with stews, roasts, and various dishes, a total of thirty-six for this small banquet.
"Where's the main course?"
After a moment, the Tiger Leopard General looked at the empty space in front of him and glanced to the side.
Being mere mortals, they couldn't satisfy his appetite.
Even for a small banquet, a martial artist of the Jade Elixir Realm or above was needed as the main course.
"The other cities won't be able to deliver it today, so I guess it's up to me. I'll go and prepare."
The middle-aged man standing beside him, once a renowned expert from a famous sect, untied his outer garment, revealing a clean plain robe underneath, indicating prior preparation. He turned and headed towards the kitchen.
"Hurry up."
The Tiger Leopard General nodded slightly, urging him softly.
"..."
The middle-aged expert's steps faltered, his palms wanting to clench, but he found that the once-familiar and proud martial arts had slipped his mind.
On the day the city fell, those with spirit had already perished.
The remaining monsters hesitated, unsure of what to do.
He could have turned around and delivered a punch, dying with a bit more dignity, but the cost of this dignity was the lives of his clan, barely clinging to survival.
Like a frog in slowly heating water, they were now cooked.
The middle-aged expert took a step back and walked out of the dining hall.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but a longsword quietly appeared in his line of sight, hanging in the sky.
It hung quietly in the sky.
The slender blade had tooth-like scales, emitting a faint glow, and above it, black mist rose.
"..."
Suddenly, the middle-aged expert felt his strength drain away, and his entire body shook as if he was about to collapse, almost kneeling on the ground.
He struggled to support his body, not wanting to reveal his weakness to the Tiger Leopard General.
A sword doesn't just appear in the sky for no reason; someone must be holding it.
The Commander has arrived!
Having lost the support of the four counties, the Demon Suppressing Bureau's power was finally returning.
But there was not a trace of incense fire wish power left in this place.
"Hiss!"
The Tiger Leopard General looked up at the sky, and the luxurious long robe on his body was suddenly torn by his bulging muscles. He reached out to grab a nearby weapon.
Logically, a Martial Immortal should have overwhelming power over a Condensing Core Realm Demon Lord, but this Commander, having lost four counties and without the aid of incense fire wish power, still had the confidence to block a single strike.
"Old fool, are you giving up on Song Prefecture?"
With a roar, the Tiger Leopard General suddenly stood up.
In an instant, the longsword in the air also plunged vertically downward.
There was no grand aura.
Before the Tiger Leopard General could raise his weapon, the longsword pierced through his head, exiting from his chin, and firmly pinned his massive head to the only empty table.
The robust incense fire wish power spread out from within its skull.
The Tiger Leopard General made a gurgling sound in his throat, and blood gushed out from his eyes, nose, and ears, like a fat fish nailed to a chopping board, only its body twitched habitually.
Amidst the scattered limbs and severed arms, the main course had finally arrived.
...
Outside the city gates.
Zhang Xuan watched as Shen Yi closed his eyes, and the longsword at his waist shot out of its sheath and soared into the sky.
It took a moment for Zhang Xuan to react; the other party had directly summoned his Shadow Soul.
No, he trusted himself that much?
Zhang Xuan swallowed his saliva and instantly jumped off his horse, tensing up to protect the other party.
Before he could steady himself, a streak of light flashed across the sky, followed by a massive shadow crashing down from above.
The streak of light clanged as it returned to its sheath.
Before the massive shadow landed, Shen Yi opened his eyes and casually waved his hand, putting it away in his waist pocket.
"Let's go."
Shen Yi tugged on the reins and rode into the city.
He had just wanted to test it out; the Shadow Soul was his, but under Qinghua's control, could he still obtain the Demon Lord's lifespan?
[Slaying the Tiger Leopard General in the Condensing Core Realm, total lifespan of 8,700 years, remaining lifespan of 2,900 years, absorption complete]
"..."
Zhang Xuan looked at the Demon Horse, and the Demon Horse looked at Zhang Xuan, then snorted.
With the Shadow Soul leaving the body, he was indeed a true Martial Immortal.
This was in line with his identity as a disciple of the Martial Temple.
The problem was that he hadn't just seen a Martial Immortal; without the aid of incense fire wish power, how could he be so decisive and efficient?
From the moment Shen Yi closed his eyes to when the longsword returned, it didn't exceed sixty breaths.
Excluding the time on the road, that meant the Tiger Leopard General didn't even last a single move?!
"Senior Shen, wait for me!"
After a brief hesitation, Zhang Xuan realized that the other party had disappeared and hurriedly mounted his horse to chase after him.
(End of Chapter)
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