Chapter 228: Battle with the Red-Eyed Demon King
Chapter 228: Battle with the Red-Eyed Demon King
Boom!
The ground shook, and rocks went flying as a fissure tore through the earth.
The bulky figure lying on the ground bore no resemblance to a statue but was, in fact, a black bear demon with sleek and shiny fur.
It clambered to its feet shakily, letting out an ear-piercing roar toward the sky.
"Roar!"
The force of the impact was enough to split the mountain ridge, yet it only served to provoke the black bear's ferocity.
"You damn thing, how dare you destroy my statue!"
The Red-Eyed Demon King had reigned over Songzhou for many years and had never suffered such a loss. Just as he was comfortably enjoying the incense offerings and dozing off, he was abruptly yanked out of his slumber.
Was it a Martial Immortal or a Grand Master?
He stared intently at the figure in the sky—a young man standing on demon clouds, neither a Yin Spirit nor exuding the aura of a Dao Infant.
The black bear narrowed its eyes. "Where did this demon come from? Are you here to aid that white rhinoceros?"
He knew that the old rhino was nearing its end, and he had planned to take care of the Demon King soon. But now, it seemed the other party had taken the initiative and invited a foreign demon to confront him first.
At these words, Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, a chill creeping into his eyes.
He hadn't used the Carefree Wind-Riding Technique in a long while, but now he unleashed it again, appearing behind the black bear in an instant. His long fingers tightly gripped the bear's thick and layered neck.
With a mighty exertion of force, the massive demon was lifted off the ground. In the blink of an eye, it was slammed onto a sharp mountain peak.
There was a dull crack, and the entire small peak caved in under the weight of the bear's bulky back.
"What immense strength!"
The black bear was dizzy from the impact, but as it raised its neck, a fierce straight punch landed squarely on its nose.
Its huge head slammed back onto the ground.
Shen Yi casually drew his knife and, spotting an opening, swung the blade dripping with black mist toward the bear's neck!
Clang!
Just as the Abyssal Slash was about to land, a long spear condensed out of thin air in the black bear's palm. With a powerful exertion, it used the spear to block the knife.
Blood trickled down its ferocious face, and it bared its fangs as the muscles on its arms bulged.
The scene resembled a dagger slashing into a tree trunk.
Strangely, the spear was being pushed down step by step! What was more surprising was that while the Bronze Treasure Armor used by the Little Demon King as a lifesaving measure had been slashed open by the Abyssal Slash, this spear showed not even a white mark.
"...!"
Shen Yi paused for a moment, then suddenly withdrew his long knife and hugged the spear under his armpit with one arm.
"Roar!"
The black bear roared again, realizing that its weapon was about to slip from its grasp.
This damn thing actually wanted to take his weapon?!
It struggled desperately to grip the spear, but its claws slid bit by bit, until Shen Yi abruptly exerted force and yanked the spear away.
Bang!
In the next moment, Shen Yi dropped a few feet and kicked the black bear's waist, sending its massive body flying dozens of feet away with terrifying force, tumbling down the mountain.
Shen Yi then threw the spear into the air, spun around, and, with his clothes fluttering, kicked the bear's tail.
The spear shot out like an arrow, its thickness multiplied countless times, and blasted toward the black bear's heart!
The sharp sound of ripping wind exploded in the air.
The two demon horses that had just arrived instinctively reared, almost throwing off the two riders.
"Ah?"
Zhang Xuan steadied the Flood Dragon Horse and was the first to see Shen stomp the Demon King away.
"A disciple of the Martial Temple? A Yin Spirit cultivator?"
However, he couldn't detect any Dao Infant aura, which left him perplexed.
"...!"
Zhang Xuan didn't have time to explain as his attention was fixed on the long spear hovering in the air.
The spear, with its fierce momentum, pierced the black bear's chest, but instead of a piercing sound, it melted away like snow meeting a scorching hot iron pan.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The black bear smashed through the trees on the mountain wall, rolling down like a massive black boulder. Wherever it collided, cracks appeared on the mountain.
It slammed its palm into the stone wall, finally halting its fall before reaching the mountain's base.
As it lifted its head, its eyes, now completely bloodshot, and the tips of its fur began to turn crimson, as if its body was engulfed in flames.
The intangible incense faith power converged towards the bear.
This power transformed into a dazzling fish-scale armor, and a luxurious feathered helmet appeared on its head. With a swift movement, it summoned the straight spear back into its palm.
The once obese black bear now exuded brilliance, resembling a majestic and formidable war god.
It rose into the air, standing atop swirling mist.
"No matter where you're from, you dare to invade the land under my protection. Today, you shall perish here!"
Its eyes, burning with crimson fury, glared down at the young man, its voice like a resounding bell. It pointed the gleaming spear tip towards him and proclaimed, "Die, evil creature!"
The Red-Eyed Demon King displayed its formidable might.
Far away, the villagers, who had been terrified and paralyzed by the earlier commotion, scrambled to their feet, kneeling on the ground and knocking their heads on the earth with all their might.
Zhang Xuan and Yang Qianxiang dismounted and stood amidst the crowd, their expressions complex as they witnessed the unfolding events.
If given more time, this Red-Eyed Demon King might have even succeeded in establishing a temple and becoming a deity.
Ironically, it was the Inspection Envoy of the Demon Subduing Department who was now accused of being a demon.
"Protect me on both sides."
Without further ado, Yang Qianxiang sat down cross-legged.
His Yin Spirit emerged from his body, and a hint of self-mockery crept into his expression.
It was laughable—clearly within the boundaries of Songzhou, yet he couldn't mobilize the abundant incense power. It was evident that the people had lost faith in the Demon Subduing Department, and he, as the commander, felt utterly incompetent and neglectful of his duties.
"Inspector Shen! Yang is here to assist you!"
With a deep voice, he drank and charged towards the Red-Eyed Demon King in the sky.
However, the figure in the ink-colored robe was faster than Yang Qianxiang could have imagined.
Shen Yi leaped into the air, and in the instant the spear thrust forward, he unleashed a powerful punch!
The Red-Eyed Demon King let out a cold laugh. With the boost of its innate divine ability, its strength had skyrocketed, and its might was no longer comparable to before... A dull thud reverberated as the long spear was knocked away from its grasp!
The black bear's palms went numb, and it looked up in astonishment at the spear floating in the air.
Before it could react further, Shen Yi's heavy leg smashed into its head. The feathered helmet, formed from the convergence of incense faith power, shattered instantly. The bear's skull cracked open, and its massive body fell uncontrollably towards the ground.
As Yang Qianxiang floated into the air, he saw Shen Yi plunging downward.
Beneath the ink-colored robe, his body seemed to contain infinite power.
Grabbing the black bear's face, Shen Yi yanked its head up, and without hesitation, his right fist pummeled into its eye socket.
The incredibly tough demon bones shattered under his punch like brittle bamboo.
With a crisp crack, the eye socket exploded, sending shards and the blood-red eyeball flying!
(End of Chapter)
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