59: Chapter 59 The Power of the Four Demons

"Awoo!!"

"Boom!!!"

Sword Qi collided with the wind blades, sending shockwaves scattering in all directions, uprooting the shrubs on the small hill. Lu Chenzhou's figure was sent flying backward several zhang, and he had to take several steps back before stabilizing himself.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King merely retreated two steps; with his formidable Demon Power-enhanced body, he was almost completely unscathed.

"Is that all!"

After unleashing his Demon Power, the human skin on the Rift-Wind Wolf King had completely vanished, replaced by a werewolf-like appearance.

His body was hunched as he stood upright on the spot.

"Don't be careless!"

The other three Demon Kings moved.

The Azure-Horned Deer King still maintained his posture, his standing human form unchanged, but his head had transformed into that of a deer demon. A cold light flashed from the antlers atop his head, and a cyan beam of light shot from the tips, heading straight for Lu Chenzhou's chest.

"Cut!"

"Swish!"

Lu Chenzhou's gaze sharpened as he reacted quickly, sweeping his longsword horizontally. A slash of Sword Qi shot out, deadlocking with the Azure-Horned Deer King's attack.

"Roar!"

"Don't forget about me, old bear!"

The Iron-Backed Bear King didn't care for such things. As his Demon Power surged, his disguise completely dissipated, and he reverted directly to his black bear demon form. He slammed a fist into the ground, causing a fissure to crack open. A violent surge of Demon Power erupted from the crack, transforming into stone spikes that shot up from the ground toward Lu Chenzhou.

The Green-Scaled Python joined the attack simultaneously, but her upper body still maintained the form of a beautiful woman, while her lower body was a snake tail.

"Hiss~~"

She opened her mouth and spat out a cloud of poisonous mist. As the mist spread, the vegetation where it passed withered away.

'Oh no...'

'I overdid the posturing...'

Lu Chenzhou had been maintaining the demeanor of a sword immortal, charging ahead alone, but he regretted it the moment he exchanged a blow with the wolf demon. He could clearly feel that this group of the Yao Race was very wrong.

But there was no help for it; turning to flee now would mean losing face...

"Break for me!"

Lu Chenzhou gritted his teeth, his Spiritual Qi surging within him. He first shattered the Azure-Horned Deer King's attack with a sword strike, then, while rapidly dodging, he cast a Dharma seal with his hand.

"Mystic Heaven Sword Seal! Protect!"

Lu Chenzhou held his longsword horizontally in front of him, and the Sword Qi condensed into a light shield around his body.

"Boom!"

The stone spikes thrust up from the ground, striking the light shield heavily.

"Urgh!"

Lu Chenzhou let out a muffled groan and continued to retreat. The poisonous mist followed closely behind, the cyan-purple vapor clinging like maggots on bones, refusing to let go.

"Don't leave."

"Play with your little sister a while longer."

The Green-Scaled Python slithered forward, pursuing him rapidly.

Lu Chenzhou's face was a mixture of cyan and white—half from the erosion of the poisonous mist, and half from anger.

"Damn it!"

In mid-air, Lu Chenzhou abruptly stopped his movement, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the sword blade.

"Heavenly Sword Breaks Barriers!"

The longsword hummed, and the Talismans on the blade suddenly lit up with a brilliant golden light.

Lu Chenzhou gripped the sword with both hands and swung it violently. A golden Sword Qi shot out from the tip of the sword. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the poisonous mist hissed like ice meeting fire, instantly dissipating.

The Sword Qi showed no signs of slowing down and slashed straight toward the Green-Scaled Python.

The Green-Scaled Python's pupils constricted, and her snake body twisted, narrowly avoiding the brunt of the Sword Qi, though her tail was still grazed.

"Argh!!"

Cyan scales flew and blood gushed out as the Green-Scaled Python let out a sharp, piercing hiss.

Her upper body could no longer maintain its human form; her green robes shattered, and her face began to twist. Her features distorted, and her mouth split all the way to her ears, revealing two rows of dense, sharp fangs.

"Old thing, you're courting death!"

The Green-Scaled Python roared hoarsely, fangs bared, as she unleashed a monstrous amount of toxic gas!

In the rear.

Wu Li squatted on a withered tree in the distance, his bean-sized black eyes taking all of this in.

"Not bad."

Wu Li sighed with admiration.

The four demons' methods were not weak, and their control over the Demon Power within them was also very subtle.

Compared to Human Race Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the only things they lacked were the opponents' various techniques, Magic Treasures, and Talismans.

Instead, they relied more on their own innate racial characteristics: strength, speed, toxicity, and defense. These things were innate, branded into their Bloodline, requiring no need to Cultivate, no need for enlightenment; they were born with them.

The battle between the two sides was extremely intense.

After Lu Chenzhou became angry for a moment, he began to run out of steam and gradually fell behind. In the end, he was struck down by a palm from the Rift-Wind Wolf King, heavily injuring him and sending him flying.

As for the Human Race Cultivators' side.

The rest of them, whether intentionally or unintentionally, did not provide timely support.

It was not until Lu Chenzhou was about to fail.

In the distance, the figures of Li Tai, Huo Xuan, Granny Bixia, and the others finally arrived.

Although the four demons held the upper hand, they could not gain any advantage against so many people.

"It's about time."

Seeing that the timing was ripe, Wu Li flapped his wings and glided silently down from the withered tree.

Wu Li did not fly in the direction of Qingshi Town but instead changed direction, circling around in a wide arc. After avoiding everyone's line of sight, he finally flew toward Qingshi Town.

Now, only the final step remained to wrap things up.

...

At this moment.

Inside Qingshi Town, there was a quietness following the chaos.

The immortal Sect Disciples had all left, and the remaining people from some small Sects were also preparing to head home.

The streets were empty, and occasionally one or two hurried Cultivators would pass by, but no one paid any extra attention to Town Overseer Zhang Danian.

He had changed into a grey cloth short jacket, wore a tattered straw hat on his head, and his back was hunched, making him look like an ordinary, decrepit old man.

He carried a bulging bundle in his arms, walking close to the wall. He turned left and right, circling several times, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he turn into a dark alley at the end of the town.

The alley was so narrow that one had to turn sideways to pass through. On both sides were high walls, and overhead, there was only a sliver of sky.

Town Overseer Zhang Danian walked a few dozen steps and stopped in front of a broken wooden door. He looked left and right, then reached out and knocked on the door three long and two short times.

The wooden door creaked open.

Blacksmith Wang's wife stood behind the door, her eyes swollen like walnuts, with dried tear stains still on her face.

Seeing Town Overseer Zhang Danian, her mouth quivered, and tears gushed out again.

Blacksmith Wang walked out from behind her, limping with each step, and walked up to Town Overseer Zhang Danian before falling to his knees with a thud.

His wife followed suit and knelt as well; the two of them knocked their foreheads against the ground with a thumping sound.

"Thank you, Town Overseer Zhang, thank you, Town Overseer Zhang!"

Blacksmith Wang's voice was so hoarse it was almost unintelligible, his face smeared with tears and snot.

Town Overseer Zhang Danian hurriedly bent down to help them up, one hand supporting Blacksmith Wang's arm and the other tugging at his wife's sleeve, saying urgently: "Get up, get up and talk! What does this look like!"

Blacksmith Wang refused to get up, and his wife refused as well.

Town Overseer Zhang Danian used quite a bit of effort to pull them both up, his chest heaving as he took two deep breaths.

He shoved the bundle from his arms into Blacksmith Wang's hands. The bundle was heavy, containing dry rations, water, and a few old pieces of clothing.

"The child is left to you."

Town Overseer Zhang Danian's voice was very low, and he spoke quickly.

"This is not the place to talk. Go from here; not far outside the town, there is a dilapidated wooden house. There is a cellar inside, and I have already ordered people to prepare food there. You go hide there first, until things have calmed down..."

"Whatever you do, do not come out."

Blacksmith Wang clutched the bundle, his lips trembling. He wanted to say a few words of gratitude, but his throat felt as if it were blocked by something, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

His wife covered her mouth, tears streaming down silently.

"Stop crying, go quickly."

Town Overseer Zhang Danian gave them a push, his voice filled with an unquestionable urgency, "If you are any later, it will be too late."

Blacksmith Wang gritted his teeth, took his wife's hand, and turned to walk into the depths of the alley.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and took one last deep look at Town Overseer Zhang Danian.