Da Zaojun

The black phoenix sensed the virtues of water, heat, and nourishing all living beings contained within the dragon's roar.

The power of the Five Turbidities and Evil World within him began to boil, and for some reason, a wicked thought arose in his mind: "Where did this wild dragon come from, daring to provoke me on my territory? Although I am not a roc, I can still devour three hundred dragons and snakes a day."

It immediately emitted a high-pitched cry, but this cry of the phoenix carried a chaotic and violent quality, arousing negative states in people's hearts, causing them to become mentally unstable, go mad, and lose control.

Upon hearing this sound, the many demons became even more ferocious and malevolent, their calamity manifesting as they lost their minds, thinking only of killing.

When Song Wuji returned to human form and heard this voice, he frowned.

"Will this work?"

“It’s feasible,” Xu Jia said. “You cultivate virtue and can produce the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger. These are all righteous and pure yang sounds that can overcome evil spirits and frighten demons. If you transform into a dragon and fight them, those black energies and calamities will still descend, but they will be dissolved by your moral energy. Moreover, a true dragon is itself a kind of auspiciousness, completely different from those jiaolong, evil dragons, and demon dragons.”

"Such a perfect match, like a dragon and a phoenix."

"The Five Virtues correspond to the Five Evils."

"His character is not as good as yours."

"But the good you have gained is far less than the evil he has committed."

“I have a jar of good and evil that can restrain evil deeds. However, his cultivation is higher than mine. As long as I am not ganged up on, even if he has a magic weapon, I am not afraid in a one-on-one fight.”

"it is good!"

Xu Jia said to the golden skull Xu Jingui, "Use five battalions of troops to assist Lord Song in breaking through the city."

The Golden Skull said, "Please, Lord Song, give me the bag containing that bronze Buddha."

Song Wuji handed him the bag, and the golden skull shook it, causing the money inside to be collected by the five battalions' flags, which then swiped it.

With this one sweep, five hundred red-haired, fanged fire demons appeared, each wielding fire tools, possessing fire horses, fire wheels, and fire armor. They were arrogant and domineering, looking more demonic than demons and more evil than evil gods.

On the next refresh, five hundred blue-faced, indigo-blue water demons appeared, each carrying a large snake, riding a giant toad, and dressed in black armor and robes; they were water ghosts and spirits.

On the next refresh, there were more wood spirits and tree demons, vine monsters and tree spirits, all covered in a ghastly green, carrying steel forks, and riding on tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves. They wore rattan armor and went barefoot; they were the evil patrolmen of the mountain.

There were also earth spirits and stone monsters, rock giants, mud golems, and clay figurines—all incredibly strange; and the iron horses and golden spears, the fierce and malevolent spirits of ancient battlefields… their entire bodies exuding a murderous aura…

These five armies, each with five hundred men, each had five demon generals.

The Golden Skull said, "This money is just enough for them to fight the demons with you for one day. After one day, they will have to pay again."

The silver skull said, "But it doesn't matter. After you kill these demons, take your jar and collect some demon essences. I will teach you the method of refining demons and the art of Taoist weapons. That way you can control Ruyi."

Song Wuji nodded: "Then we can give it a try. Thank you all."

"Thank you, but many of these demons are essentially human, only they are corrupted by the evil world and confused by their own karma. These rampant soldiers only capture their souls and evil aura, without cutting off their true spirits. They can still be brought back into the human realm, reincarnated, and reborn."

Upon hearing that some of these demons were actually humans in disguise, Song Wuji was shocked: "Can they still be saved?"

"It's difficult. The five turbid and evil energies can easily corrupt even immortals. These people have already completely transformed into demons, and may have even eaten people. Although it may not have been voluntary, they have completely sunk into the demonic path and their minds have been distorted."

"Even if you turn them back into humans, it will only preserve the hidden dangers of instability and turmoil." "Only if you occupy the demon city, kill the demons, and bring them into your territory, might you be able to find a way, but it will probably be a half-demon form that is neither human nor demon."

"Ugh!"

Song Wuji sighed, then said, "I will definitely kill him!"

He immediately ordered the five battalions to attack the city, since they could only be hired for one day anyway, so he used them as much as possible.

"The three elders of the Beggars' Sect, you are responsible for clearing out the more dangerous ones who slipped through the net. The rest of you, follow me and continue advancing for another mile, kill all the demons and monsters, and build a stove every fifty steps to use as a sacrificial fire."

Upon receiving their orders, the five battalions of tyrannical soldiers charged towards the demons amidst flying sand and stones. They were unable to breach the city walls, but they were undaunted by sacrifices. After all, they had received Song Wuji's life-saving money, so they were naturally prepared to fight to the death.

If the soldiers of the Five Battalions kill the demons on the other side, they will drink their blood and absorb their souls. If they are killed by the demons on the other side, they will turn back into a ball of black light and return to the Five Battalions' banner to recuperate.

Upon seeing this tactic, the Black Phoenix sneered and did not order a retreat. Instead, it sent even more demons to exchange their lives for its own.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"The more people die, the greater the calamity, and the stronger the ominous aura."

"They are all my nourishment!"

A continuous stream of black energy surged into his body, causing his aura to rise steadily, but he still did not reach the level of a fifth-grade demon.

The other seventh-rank demons all looked wary, and many of them even wanted to leave, but were unable to do so due to pressure.

The Five Gods, having lost three of their five primordial embryos, had two remaining embryos whose auras were somewhat weakened. Looking at the black mist, they seemed lost in thought, before finally turning their gaze back to the main battlefield and towards the auspicious clouds and light above Song Wuji's head. These were the outward manifestations of Song Wuji as a "righteous god of the Heavenly Court, registered among the immortals."

"Ideally, both of them would be severely injured, then I would have a chance."

Half a day later, all the rampaging soldiers were exhausted and returned to the Five Camps. Although they had all died before returning to camp, the 2,500 rampaging soldiers had killed 4,000 to 5,000 demons, fighting against two at once. A large amount of demon essence was absorbed by the rampaging soldiers, and with the life-buying money as their foundation, these rampaging soldiers not only did not lose their original essence, but also made progress.

As Song Wuji had hoped, he advanced another mile.

Only then did he order the troops to continue setting up camp, recuperating, and advancing. Behind them, a large number of stoves had been set up, their flames dispelling the demonic aura.

A large number of demon corpses were piled up and burned by flames, and demon materials were refined according to the characteristics of refining.

Since some of these demons were actually humans in disguise, Song Wuji ordered that they not be allowed to cut off their flesh for cooking, and that they should only eat the food and fasting pills prepared by the logistics department.

Song Wuji also obtained a large quantity of low-grade primordial demonic energy, totaling more than 40,000 strands.

These low-grade primordial demonic energies were completely useless to Song Wuji and could not enhance his three treasures. Therefore, he naturally refined them all at once and then distributed them to the people who had previously lent him his three treasures to "gather fuel" through the method of "passing on the fire".

With over 40,000 paths, even if divided among 20,000 people, each person could receive two paths. Each path of this primordial demonic energy can increase the Three Treasures by 0.1 to 0.3 points, which is quite a significant improvement.

Some who were stuck at the bottleneck and had never broken through to the ninth-grade life level, gained this increase in essence, energy and spirit, and directly broke through to the ninth grade.

"Finally, I've paid it back. If you borrow and repay, it's not hard to borrow again. This time, facing the Black Phoenix, I'm afraid I'll have to gather firewood again. If I borrow again this time, I'm sure I can break through to the sixth rank in terms of life level!"

(End of this chapter)