Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 226 Son of the Sun
As the sound of hooves trampling over the corpses of demon soldiers gradually subsided, Shen Anzhi had just rolled onto the ground when Zi Lingxuan rushed forward. When her fingertips touched Shen Anzhi's blood-stained sleeve, her eyes instantly reddened: "Anzhi, you actually managed to pass through Jianmen Pass and the Emperor's Pavilion all by yourself..."

Rimai Yongga grabbed Shen Anzhi's arm, the scabs on his silver armor falling off in a flurry, his eyes gleaming with the light of a reunion after a calamity: "With you and the Demon-Slaying Sword here, there is still hope for Yellow Springs Valley!"

The monk Tongda clasped his hands together, the prayer beads turning in his palms, his voice full of emotion: "This young lady's courage is comparable to that of the Five Swordsmen of Lingxiao, who fought to the death without retreating, and ultimately perished."

"The Five Swordsmen... are dead?" Shen Anzhi froze on the spot, his voice trembling, the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand humming mournfully, and the sword talisman dimming slightly.

Zi Lingxuan turned her face away, her fingertips clenched so tightly they turned white, her voice choked with barely suppressed sobs: "Three days ago, to cover our retreat back into the valley, the Five Swordsmen covered our retreat... and ultimately died from exhaustion, their bodies even destroyed by the demon soldiers."

"..." Shen Anzhi was struck dumb. She suddenly remembered the scene when she and Ge Wensong visited the Golden Summit of Mount Emei and passed by the Lingxiao Palace of Mount Emei. Five beautiful female disciples of Mount Emei blocked their way. They were the Five Swordsmen of the Lingxiao Palace of Mount Emei, representing the Emei Sword, Emei Dagger, Emei Fist, Emei Staff, and Emei Qigong. They were the five pillars of the Lingxiao Palace of Mount Emei. In the end, she was no match for them. When the five of them sparred, they deliberately held back and said with a smile, "Miss, you have a connection with Mount Emei."

But now, those spirited figures have not even left behind their remains. A tremendous heartache gripped her heart, and tears instantly blurred her vision. She bit her lip hard, swallowing back her sobs. Her hand gripping the sword hilt turned white from the force, and a golden light suddenly shone on the sword, reflecting the resolute look in her eyes.

This resolute determination instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit. Rimai Yongga's eyes, which had been dimmed by the fifteen-day siege, now burned with renewed fire. He walked to a black rock stained with demonic blood and quickly carved a map of the Yellow Springs Valley onto it with his scimitar, his fingertips turning white from the force: "We won't retreat! The Yellow Springs Valley is the throat through which the demonic troops invade Qiang City. Holding this place will keep even more demonic troops out of Bashu!"

He pointed to the cliffs on both sides of the valley entrance, his voice strong and clear: "The Qiang warriors are familiar with the tactics of the Ge people and are responsible for guarding the left flank and blocking the Ge soldiers' charge. Miss Shen, Miss Zi, Senior Xuanfeng, you will follow me to guard the right flank and use the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword to kill the main force of the demon soldiers. Now we will not go anywhere but block the Yellow Spring Valley. The Ge people and the demon soldiers will inevitably come looking for us, and the pressure on Qiang City will be much less."

"We swear to defend Yellow Spring Valley to the death!" The Qiang soldiers raised their scimitars and shouted, their voices piercing the blood-red mist and causing rubble to fall from the cliff face. Shen Anzhi plunged her demon-slaying sword into the ground, the golden light emanating from its blade dispelling the surrounding malevolent energy. Looking at the resolute faces of the men, her weariness was replaced by a sense of mission. This battle was not only for her comrades in Yellow Spring Valley, but also for all the fallen heroes.

Demon Soldier Camp

A dark figure wrapped in animal skin suddenly appeared and landed in front of the Black Python General. The skull staff in the hands of the Goren High Priest glowed with an eerie light, and the black patterns on the animal skin looked particularly ferocious in the firelight. The Black Python General beside him was still surrounded by demonic energy, and his scales were still stained with dark red blood.

Upon seeing the High Priest of the Go people arrive, General Black Python rushed to him in three strides, slamming his claws heavily on the stone table. His voice trembled with excitement: "High Priest! Good news! I've killed that girl, Shen Anzhi!"

He opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and gestured triumphantly: "I took advantage of her exhausted spiritual power, snapped her neck with a single claw, and even the Demon-Slaying Sword fell to the ground. That girl stared wide-eyed until her death, without even the strength to resist!" As he spoke, he lifted his scales, revealing an old scar from where the Demon-Slaying Sword had cut her: "Now that the Demon-Slaying Sword is no longer an obstacle, taking over Yellow Spring Valley and killing Rimai Yongga is only a matter of time!" The Goren High Priest frowned, seemingly ignoring the Black Python's words, and roared impatiently: "Black Python! Gather your forces immediately! Yellow Spring Valley must be taken within half an hour!"

The Black Python General was wiping the blood off the bone staff with his claws when he heard this. He lazily raised his eyes and said, "What's the rush? Shen Anzhi is dead, and Rimai Yongga is already at his last gasp. It's not too late to make a move after the Demon Lord's orders arrive."

"Instructions? By the time you get the instructions, the Go people of Qiang City will have been wiped out long ago!" The Go high priest suddenly swung his staff, the skull on the staff emitting a piercing hiss. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to many years ago, when he was still a young Go apprentice. The elders of the tribe had repeatedly warned him that the Qiang tribe had a chosen one, a gift from the sun god, born with golden light, who could protect the Qiang tribe and ensure its prosperity for a hundred years. And that child was none other than the son of the Qiang chief, Rimai Yongga.

"Do you know who Rimai Yongga is?" The high priest of the Go people's voice was filled with a fierce, clenched teeth: "He is the Son of the Sun of the Qiang tribe! The tribe prophesied that as long as he lives, the Qiang tribe will never decline! Now that he is trapped in the Valley of the Yellow Springs, it is the best time to kill him. Once he dies, the Qiang tribe will be leaderless, and the Qiang city will fall. Then we can lead our demonic troops to march straight in and take over the entire Bashu region!"

He stepped forward, his eyes filled with madness: "The Ge people in Qiang City are currently being besieged by the Qiang soldiers. If we can't open the Yellow Spring Valley passage and get the demon soldiers to support us, all the brothers in the city will die! Do you want the Demon Lord to know that you missed the opportunity to kill the Son of the Sun and occupy the heart of Bashu because of your hesitation?"

These words struck the Black Python General like a thunderbolt. He recalled his primordial spirit, which Shen Anzhi had soaked in medicinal wine, and the Demon Lord's fury over the defeat at Mount Shu. The skin beneath his scales instantly tightened: "Good!"

Black Python stood up, his demonic energy surging suddenly: "Pass on my order, all demon soldiers assemble immediately. The main force of the demon soldiers will follow me to break through from the right flank. We must kill Rimai Yongga and reclaim Yellow Spring Valley."

The roars of the demon soldiers instantly echoed through the valley, and dark blue figures surged out of the tents like a tide, their weapons gleaming with a ghostly green light in the firelight. The high priest of the Go people gazed towards the valley entrance, licking his dry lips. He had waited too long for this day. As long as he killed Rimai Yongga, the Qiang tribe would be completely destroyed, and the Go people could replace the Qiang tribe and become the new masters of the Bashu land.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Valley of the Underworld, Shen Anzhi and Zi Lingxuan were setting up a defensive formation. She infused her spiritual power into the formation's core, and pale blue light patterns spread across the ground, intertwining with the golden light of the Demon-Slaying Sword to form a net.

Rimai Yongga led the Qiang warriors to pile up stones at the mouth of the valley, while Xuanfeng Yicheng used talismans to reinforce the rock walls, and the monk Tongda applied herbs to the wounded soldiers.

The roars of the demon soldiers grew closer in the distance. Shen Anzhi took a deep breath and gripped the demon-slaying sword tightly. She could sense that a fierce battle concerning the fate of Bashu was about to break out in this blood-red valley.