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Chapter 227: What God Are You?
Chapter 227: What God Are You?
Chen, the only remaining inspector from the Town Demon Department, had arrived.
Zhang Xuan hoped more than anyone that the person they had invited was him, but at this moment, he could only shake his head, "The one I invited this time is the newly appointed inspector, Shen Yi."
Shen Yi?
Yang Qianxiang remained silent for a moment, his mind drawing a blank as he searched for any impression of this name.
"Shen Yi is from Qingzhou and is a disciple of the Martial Temple."
Zhang Xuan knew what he was thinking and hastily explained, "That flower leopard demon lord has been slain by Inspector Shen. Please, General, quickly send someone to retake Nan Yue City, and then come with me to find Inspector Shen."
Upon hearing his words, Yang Qianxiang felt as if a giant hammer had struck his mind, and he became dizzy, asking in a daze, "A disciple of the Martial Temple, so he's a Yin God cultivator. Why didn't you discuss this with me first before taking action?"
It was true that the Yin God cultivators within the Martial Temple were all of profound cultivation.
However, even with the jade talisman that could mobilize the spiritual energy of any state, one must not forget that Songzhou had lost four counties, and only a meager amount of spiritual energy remained. Whether it was given to him, the general, or to this unfamiliar Inspector Shen, what effect could it possibly have? Songzhou had already sacrificed countless lives just to barely hold off the two demon kings.
Although their demise was imminent, at least they had bought themselves some time.
For them, every extra day meant they could still hold on to the hope that Lord Chen would return. Why take the initiative to break the stalemate now?
"Discuss? When an inspector takes action, why would he need to discuss it with the likes of you and me?"
Zhang Xuan clenched his jaw and took out the skull from his embrace, "At the very least, Inspector Shen helped me bring him back. I can't bring myself to stand in his way."
After saying that, his eyes turned fierce, "Please, General, do not hesitate. Inspector Shen is still trapped amidst the demons in Nan Yue County. Quickly dispatch the Demon Suppression Generals and the Golden Bell Demon Catchers to assist me in the battle!"
"...'
Yang Qianxiang pulled at his sparse hair in frustration and turned to the subordinate officer behind him, "Pass on my orders. Have them gather as quickly as possible in the four lost counties."
After giving the order, he mounted the demon horse with a wooden expression, "Lead the way."
"You're not going to send your Yin spirit?"
Zhang Xuan was taken aback. It was uncommon for a general of the Nine Provinces to risk their physical body in such dangerous situations.
"What's the point?"
Yang Qianxiang glanced at him, his gaunt face devoid of emotion.
Songzhou had already done everything they could.
He was just a martial immortal, not a true immortal, and he couldn't face two demon kings who were much stronger than him.
Perhaps this was for the best.
Inspector Shen had made a decision for Songzhou, so he, as an old fool, didn't have to worry anymore.
As for offending the Red-eyed Demon King and shifting his attention back to the Songzhou Demon Suppression Department...well, the deed was done, and there was no use thinking about it now.
"Help me take care of this old friend of mine." Zhang Xuan carefully handed the skull to the subordinate officer.
The next moment.
The Black Scale Flood Dragon Horse took to the sky, carrying the two men away from Songzhou City.
"Is this the direction to Nan Yue City?" Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt that something was amiss.
"Inspector Shen should have already gone to the county town below." Zhang Xuan spoke softly. From the earlier situation in the city, this young Inspector Shen, though appearing cold and reticent, was actually sharp-minded and equally concerned about the common folk.
"Just what kind of existence have you invited..."
Yang Qianxiang furrowed his brows, unable to hold back a complaint.
As a Yin God cultivator, to venture alone into a county occupied by demons without any guardians by his side was extremely perilous.
"Inspector Shen said that he... has some knowledge of body tempering techniques."
Zhang Xuan was also worried, but he tried to reassure him, "Although I'm not sure how much he truly knows, he doesn't seem like a reckless person."
"I, Yang, have guarded Songzhou for many years and have never caused trouble."
Yang Qianxiang sighed in self-deprecation, "I never thought that my first act of recklessness would cost half of Songzhou.
Yang Qianxiang looked down.
It had been a long time since he dared to look directly at the four lost counties, even with his Yin spirit.
Back when the cities fell, corpses were strewn across the land, and countless young men in ink-colored shirts fell beneath his Yin spirit. Even now, their wails still rang in his ears.
As he took in the scene within the county, Yang Qianxiang's expression changed slightly.
The streets were packed with people, all frenziedly running amok. Some were laughing and crying hysterically, while others were kneeling and pounding the ground. But at a glance, not a single demon could be seen among them.
The two men exchanged a glance, suppressing the confusion in their hearts, and once again urged their horses forward to other locations.
They even split up and acted separately for a period of time.
When they regrouped, the shock in their eyes could no longer be hidden.
"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!"
In all the places they had passed through, they hadn't encountered a single demon, nor even a corpse.
If they had been slain by someone… this was clearly something that could only be achieved by projecting one's Yin spirit.
"Has Inspector Shen projected his Yin spirit outside?"
Zhang Xuan was a little flustered. He couldn't understand why the other party would take such a huge risk. Shen Yi had come from the Imperial City and was a disciple of the Martial Temple, yet he seemed even more anxious than them, the local officers of the Town Demon Department.
"What I'm worried about is… if he's so anxious, where would he go now?"
Yang Qianxiang swallowed his saliva, the answer already obvious.
"To the Red-Eyed Demon Lord's temple!"
Within the four lost counties, each county seat had a temple dedicated to the Red-Eyed Demon Lord.
But the place they were talking about was where the demon king truly resided.
...
Located in the center of the four counties.
A steep cliff had been carved into a rough statue, about a dozen zhang tall. It depicted a beast-faced humanoid figure with feathered helmet and fish-scaled armor. It sat cross-legged within the mountain, holding a long spear in its left hand, while its right hand rested on its knee.
The direction of its gaze was towards Songzhou City.
Its feet were planted firmly on the ground, surrounded by countless incense burners, from which thick smoke rose, as if forming a auspicious cloud at its feet.
Behind the statue was a cave as tall as the statue itself.
Thunderous breathing sounds emanated from the cave, causing the entire mountain to tremble slightly.
The passing commoners seemed accustomed to this scene.
Expressionless, they walked up to the statue's feet and burned incense, offering their worship. There was no piety in their eyes, but their movements were meticulous and solemn, as if they had practiced it countless times, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
A red cloud streaked across the sky.
A figure in an ink-colored shirt quietly appeared among the crowd.
The young man strode towards the statue.
Among the many worshippers, his tall and straight figure stood out starkly.
Many people noticed his presence.
Their worshipping movements became erratic, and their faces were filled with dread.
Shen Yi walked up to the countless incense burners, bent down, and grabbed a handful of incense ash. He then looked up calmly at the majestic statue.
He nodded slightly.
Beside him, a solid Yin spirit waved its hand, and the invisible power of the incense offerings pushed the confused crowd back several dozen zhang away.
Qinghua Furen returned to Shen Yi's sea of consciousness with her Yin spirit.
Boom!
The next moment, Shen Yi leaped up, stepping on the statue's chest with one foot. The massive statue cracked from the calves down and crashed towards the cave behind it.
Amidst the crashing sound, Shen Yi's figure disappeared from sight.
The thunderous breathing from within the cave abruptly stopped, replaced by an angry roar: "ROAR!"
With the next breath, the roar also ceased.
The ink-shirted youth leaped out of the cave, dragging the massive figure out with him, and then viciously slamming it into the mountain range. Amidst the dull cracking sound, a terrifying fissure appeared along the mountain ridge!
(End of Chapter)
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