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Chapter 3 Subduing Demons
into the night.

As the last rays of the sun disappeared into the earth, a cold winter night descended upon the remote village of Wu.

Every household had already locked their doors and windows, retreating into their homes and wrapped themselves in blankets. The entire village was quiet, without a single glimmer of light. Apart from the clan chief Wu Qu's family, almost no one here could afford to light a charcoal fire for warmth, and even the clan chief Wu Qu's family rarely indulged in such luxuries.

After serving his mother, Liu, until she was settled in bed, Wu Ming returned to his own room, took off his old clothes, and wrapped himself in a quilt. The quilt was not very thick and contained little cotton, so even after wrapping himself in it, he could still feel a slight chill in the cold night.

"If one can cultivate a wisp of pure yang blood energy, then one will no longer have to suffer from this cold."

Wu Ming wrapped himself in the blankets, let out a breath, and then lay down to sleep.

In a hazy state,

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Brother Wu Ming, Brother Wu Ming..."

Wu Ming groggily shifted his body, only to find the voice growing clearer and clearer. He quickly regained consciousness, his expression hardening slightly. He recognized the voice immediately.

Wuzhong?

What is he doing here in the middle of the night?
On a cold winter night, almost no one goes out, especially since it's probably already late at night. It's very unusual for Wu Zhong to come looking for him at this time. Something is definitely amiss. Wu Ming calmly picked up the wood-chopping knife from under the bed, and his body gradually tensed up.

Wu Ming didn't want to respond at first, but after the voice at the door called out a couple of times, it started shaking the door. Although the door was propped up from the back with wood, the dilapidated wooden door couldn't stop anything at all, and even an eighty-year-old woman could get in.

"Wu Zhong, what are you doing!"

Hearing the commotion, Wu Ming finally whispered a rebuke.

"Brother Wu Ming, you're awake."

Wu Zhong's joyful voice came from outside the door. He said, "Get up quickly, Brother Wu Ming! A roe deer has sneaked into the village. I can't catch it by myself. Brother Wu Ming, come with me and corner it. We'll have meat to eat tomorrow!"

Hearing Wu Zhong's familiar tone and voice, and seeing nothing unusual, Wu Ming felt slightly relieved. However, he still gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly in his hand and asked in a low voice, "Tell me first, how old were you when you were still wetting your pants?"

"Brother Wu Ming, why are you asking this?!"

Wu Zhong's astonished voice came from outside the door.

"Say it."

"Eight...eight years old."

Wu Zhong's tone was slow, as if he was embarrassed, but he still responded in a low voice.

Hearing Wu Zhong's answer, Wu Ming finally felt relieved. He went to the door and peeked out through the crack. Under the moonlight, everything outside was silvery white, and Wu Zhong was standing outside the door, looking perfectly normal.

"It snowed a few days ago, and that silly roe deer must have run into the village because it had nothing to eat in the mountains."

Wu Zhong continued speaking.

Wu Ming finally opened the door, concealed the wood-chopping knife behind his back, and asked in a low voice:
Where is the roe deer?

"In the……"

Wu Zhong stood in the silvery-white courtyard and saw Wu Ming open the door. Under the moonlight, his honest face suddenly began to distort and deform, and his whole body quickly withered, as if all the moisture had been drained away.

"...It's right here!"

His face was dry and withered, and his mouth split open to the sides as he lunged at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming reacted extremely quickly, immediately taking a step back and slamming the door shut, blocking Wu Zhong outside. But with a thud, Wu Zhong crashed into the door, his withered body snapping and falling to the ground.

at the same time.

A surge of black energy erupted from Wu Zhong's crown, piercing through the dilapidated wooden door and enveloping Wu Ming.

"What the hell!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Ming revealed a hint of horror. Although he had witnessed the tragic state of people attacked by demons and had heard Wu Qu recount some stories about demons, in Wu Qu's descriptions, those demons were merely wild beasts with slightly stronger bodies.

The thing in front of him, disguised as Wu Zhong, suddenly changed and emitted a strange black mist, which was truly beyond his comprehension.

Swish.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Wu Ming reacted quickly. He immediately abandoned his position at the door, stepped back, and at the same time, he flipped out his machete and swung it wildly forward.

However, the machete in his hand was useless against the black aura. With each swing, the black aura continued to rush towards him without any hindrance, as if trying to penetrate his body.

In the midst of the thrill,

Numerous thoughts flashed through Wu Ming's mind. In this life-or-death moment, he suddenly became fierce, forcefully mobilizing his blood energy. He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Pure Yang Subdues Demons, Destroys Evil and Slays Delusions!"

He vaguely remembered Wu Qu saying that although demons roamed this world, the Pure Yang Martial Arts could slay all demons, and the Pure Yang Blood Qi was the nemesis of demons and monsters.

Zizi!

As Wu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the black mist, it finally had some effect. The entire black mist emitted a sizzling sound, like water dripping from an oil pan.

"effective."

"But...it doesn't seem enough..."

Wu Ming looked at the scene before him, but felt no joy. In his view, the mouthful of blood only made the black mist pause for a moment before it rushed towards him again as if it had been ignored.

Clearly, pure yang blood energy could indeed deal with this strange black mist, but his cultivation level was too low, and he had not truly condensed pure yang blood energy. He had not even stepped into the first realm of martial arts, so no matter how much he tried to rouse his blood energy, he could not unleash it.

The next moment.

The black mist finally enveloped Wu Ming, instantly seeping into his brow.

Wu Ming felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and he lost control of his body. At the same time, the world in his vision suddenly changed, and in the midst of the upheaval, he seemed to have arrived in a vast void. Before him, a black mist surged and spread, growing stronger and stronger, and then transformed into a demon with a blue face and fangs!

That demon was all-powerful, standing on the sun and moon. Just one glance at it gave people a suffocating sense of oppression, making it almost impossible for them to muster any resistance. It even caused Wu Ming's thinking to become greatly sluggish.

"It's bad..."

At this moment, Wu Ming felt that every thought was becoming extremely difficult to process. He instinctively realized that the evil spirit that had transformed into black energy was probably going to devour his soul and take over his body, and he was powerless to resist.

but,
Just as Wu Ming's heart was sinking rapidly, a sudden change occurred.

In the vast and endless void of consciousness, the enormous demon, whose form was originally imposing and whose feet trod on the sun and moon, suddenly froze its ferocious appearance with its blue face and fangs. Then, a pitch-black sun suddenly rose in the void of consciousness, illuminating thousands of rays of black light!

"Is that it?!"

Wu Ming's consciousness was unable to move, but when he turned his thoughts to the vast void, he was shocked to see a boundless scroll that covered the sky and swept across the Milky Way, like a celestial curtain hanging in the sky.

It was none other than the Black Emperor Demon Subduing Diagram, whose power he had been unable to utilize no matter what he tried!
now,

With the invasion of the black demonic energy, the picture that had been quietly displayed deep in his mind seemed to be awakened and finally changed. The black emperor's body, which was as lifelike as a god or Buddha, was now even more lifelike, containing endless majesty.

One of its eyes, high in the sky, suddenly flickered, as if casting its gaze upon the enormous demon in the void.

The demon's huge, blue-faced, fanged face suddenly revealed an incredibly human-like look of terror and horror. Its previous ferocity and violence vanished instantly. In its extreme terror, it collapsed and turned into billowing black smoke, attempting to escape.

Wow!
But in the next moment, a blinding light descended from the Demon-Subduing Diagram, enveloping the black mist within.

……

outside world.

Inside Wu Ming's house.

Swish!Swish!
A figure moved with lightning speed, leaping into the courtyard in just a few bounds. It was Wu Qu, the clan chief of Wu Village. He glanced at the situation in the courtyard and his expression changed immediately. Then he saw Wu Ming lying stiffly inside the house.

"not good!"

"Pure Yang True Blood, vanquishing evil and subduing demons!"

Wu Qu's face was extremely ugly. At this moment, he let out a long howl, and his whole body suddenly trembled. A surge of intense blood energy surged from his body and rushed into his right palm. His entire right palm immediately swelled up, thickened, and turned crimson, with even a faint trace of blood seeping from its surface.

Wu Qu flashed into the room and placed his large hand on Wu Ming's forehead.

Zizzi! !
In an instant, a sizzling sound rang out, and at the same time, a shrill scream spread from the void. A wisp of black demonic energy was visible to the naked eye as it quickly dissipated and vanished upon touching Wu Qu's blood.

"so far so good……"

Seeing this, Wu Qu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although the evil spirit had entered his body, it hadn't been long. Furthermore, Wu Ming had been practicing martial arts. Although he hadn't yet condensed his blood and qi and stepped into the threshold of becoming a martial artist, he had been cultivating the skill of guiding his blood and qi. Therefore, he wasn't entirely without resistance and was able to be saved.

then,

Wu Qu turned his head again and saw Wu Zhong's body outside the door, curled up in a ball, completely shriveled up as if drained of its life essence. His expression turned somewhat ugly.

Just then, another scream rang out. Wu Yu, who had been listening to the commotion outside, finally opened the door and saw Wu Ming's corpse on the snow in front of the door. She screamed in terror, which finally woke up the whole village.

In the darkness of night, Wu Village was in complete chaos, with chickens running and dogs barking.

(End of this chapter)