Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 596 The Nameless Man
The night was deep, the stars were shining brightly, and the wilderness was deep in a pit.

A giant yellow serpent, several dozen feet long, was writhing wildly, its massive body crashing against the pit walls, sending mud and rocks tumbling down.

The scales gleamed with a dull, rusty color under the moonlight—the color of blood.

The once imposing body was now riddled with bamboo spears and thorns, and blood flowed from the wounds, staining the soil at the bottom of the pit red.

Of course, what it was most painful about at this moment was not the injuries on its body, but the burning sensation on its demon soul and the excruciating pain from its head.

Zhanlu Sword was not yet unsheathed, but the power of the Benevolent Sword was still unleashed by Zao-kun. His skull had cracked in many places, and his brain was somewhat mangled.

Ning Caichen, the "Musical Demon," was quite cunning, his fingers constantly plucking the strings until even the most muscular muscles felt numb.

Ji Rui felt a little cold sitting in the alchemical tray.

Spring nights are cold and windy, so the little girl can't take out her carving knife or ride her white deer into battle. She can only watch the fierce fighting in front of her.

At this time, she also played a key role in attracting the snake demon's rationality, which can be considered as making an unknown contribution.

At this moment, dozens of thick ropes extended from the edge of the pit, and nearly a hundred strong men were gritting their teeth and pulling with all their might at the other end of the ropes.

The veins on his arms bulged, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the soil under his feet was deeply dented.

The giant snake possessed astonishing strength; with each roll, the rope trembled violently, as if it might snap at any moment.

The strong men dared not relax for a moment, roaring as they fought desperately against the snake demon.

In the past, they would never have dared to fight so hard, but the snake demon's decline was very obvious, and they had to show their strength in beating the snake that had fallen into the pit.

Someone was thrown and broke their ankle, but still limped back.

Some people have lost an arm, but they still have a hand left.

The adrenaline from conquering the behemoth surged through his body, the promised riches made his eyes bloodshot, and the vanity of becoming a victor fueled the burst of talent in his human bloodline.

The most powerful bipedal creature is going berserk.

There's almost no need for encouragement; it's just about working like crazy.

This is a struggle between human bestiality and the serpent demon's will to survive.

At this point, the struggle is like fishing; you can't use any more finishing moves until the opponent is exhausted.

Zao stood at the edge of the pit, carrying a huge stone tablet, his expression stern, ready to suppress the evil spirits with it at any moment. Ning Caichen stood beside him, occasionally plucking a string from his zither.

The little girl who had transformed into Ji Rui seemed increasingly idle at this moment, squatting to the side with her chin in her hand, her gaze shifting between the pit and the crowd.

It seems like they're considering when they can transform themselves and steal the spotlight.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be Young Master Xu leading the two wonders to suppress the demon today?

The two sides struggled for almost half the night. The struggle of the Yellow-scaled Serpent gradually weakened, but everyone's physical strength was also nearing its limit.

The burly men were breathing heavily, their arms trembling, and they were almost unable to hold on.

Seeing this, Sanqi prepared to take action.

Ji Rui held a butterfly in his left hand and a knife in his right. Beside him, a white light appeared, seemingly a pair of deer antlers.

Just then, a clear sword cry suddenly rang out from the sky.

Sanqi looked up and saw a dazzling silver light falling from the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, starlight gathering and illuminating the entire wilderness.

The silver light drew closer and closer, and it turned out to be a long sword—the Galaxy Sword!

Before the sword even arrived, its aura swept over, filling the air with a chilling cold.

The Yellow-scaled Serpent seemed to sense a fatal threat. It suddenly swung its head, its blood-red eyes fixed on the falling Milky Way Sword, and let out a deafening roar, attempting to resist with its demonic power.

A bolt of blood-red lightning shot out from his mouth.

This is the ultimate killing move, drawing upon the malevolent energy of the Yongling Mountains and storing it within the body. It possesses the power to corrupt the soul and destroy magical artifacts.

I had just finished planning to unleash a powerful attack on Zao, but this divine sword interrupted me.

Moreover, the divine weapon seemed to have a destiny-bound feeling towards it, forcing it to make a move.

It's too late to say.

The crimson lightning, carrying a foul, demonic aura, surged upstream, its desperate struggle creating a terrifying commotion.

Unfortunately, the galactic sword light underwent countless transformations in an instant, illuminating numerous stars.

The grandeur of the starry sky above is used to reflect the spirit of Jianle County.

Some people saw the goddess dancing with her sword amidst the waves of the East China Sea and under the dazzling night sky.

The starlight shifted, and in an instant, the demonic energy and thunder dissipated.

Then it fell to the ground like a shooting star.

"Pfft-"

The sword pierced through the top of the Yellow-scaled Serpent's head, its blade going straight down, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

His blood-red eyes dimmed instantly, and the roar from his mouth stopped abruptly, turning into a mournful wail.

Before the sword light dissipated, the sword energy erupted in the snake demon's head, and starlight spread like ripples, completely shredding the veins of the demon's body, which was over ten feet long from head to tail.

Then, like a collapsing mountain, it crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. The snake demon let out a shrill roar, and its struggling strength immediately diminished.

The burly men at the edge of the pit felt the ropes in their hands loosen, finally allowing them a moment to catch their breath.

"What amazing swordsmanship?!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zao's eyes, and the other two were also a little nervous.

Master Xu's swordsmanship doesn't seem that advanced, so whose sword was this?

However, this is not the time to dwell on it.

"Now!" Zao shouted, waving his hand in greeting.

The prepared jars of kerosene were smashed into the pit one by one, and the kerosene flowed down the body of the yellow-scaled serpent, spreading a pungent odor.

Ning Caichen quickly lit a torch and threw it into the pit.

With a loud "boom," flames instantly erupted, illuminating the deep pit as if it were daytime.

The giant serpent struggled frantically in the sea of ​​fire, its enormous body writhing and twisting. Its instinct for survival remained, but its demon core had been pierced by the sword energy, leaving it beyond saving.

Flames devoured its scales and scorched its flesh, filling the air with the smell of burning.

Two menacing figures stood guard by the pit, watching for a final counterattack.

In the end, he still reached the end of his life.

Its body gradually emitted a fragrance in the flames, which spread throughout the entire Jiangle County.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. The burly men collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their faces showing exhaustion but also the joy of victory.

"Holy crap, I killed a snake demon?!" The old constable was thrilled as he looked at the bloodstains on his hands, which had been torn by the hemp rope.

He can brag about this for the rest of his life, and he'll pass it down from generation to generation!
The young constable was speechless. It sounded like he had killed the snake demon all by himself.

"It was Young Master Xu who led us to kill the snake demon."

"Oh, where is Young Master Xu?"

"Oh, there it is."

Xu Xuan returned when no one was paying attention, carrying a small jade bottle.

Time goes back.

When Xu Xuan sensed the golden light flying towards Li Ji's house, he intercepted it in mid-air and also saw this mysterious deity.

But it seems different from what I thought; this doesn't look like the mastermind behind it all.

The golden figure stood in mid-air, yet appeared exceptionally ethereal, as if it might vanish into the world at any moment.

The armor plates still gleamed with a cold light, but they had lost their former luster and were covered with a thin layer of gray mist.

The intricate patterns on it, with dragons and phoenixes dancing, clearly indicate that it is a magical artifact with a lineage, but at this moment, cracks are spreading and all spiritual energy has been lost.

I was standing on a cold cloud, thin and faintly cold, with signs of dissipating.

The physical body of the spirit is even weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind, which may be extinguished at any moment.

Only the jade bottle he held tightly in his hand remained crystal clear and shimmering with light.

The blurred face revealed eyes filled with anxiety and exhaustion.

I was clearly shocked when I first saw Xu Xuan, but I relaxed when I saw the Buddha light and the Milky Way Sword.

"A nameless person from the East Sea Sea Mother's sect greets fellow Daoist."

"Now that you are here, fellow Daoist, I suppose that snake demon will be unable to do evil."

This is a cultivator who dispelled the Holy Father's doubts simply by his state and aura. He almost vanished into thin air, yet he still came out to subdue demons and monsters; this sense of justice puts someone to shame.

It's too awful.

Xu Xuan remained silent for a moment, then unleashed a Pure Land Buddhist light to help the other party stabilize their position.

"Pure Land School, Fahai."

This is the identity we can best present to the outside world, and it's also the key to initiating dialogue.

As expected, this identity played a decisive role.

But the first sentence from the other party almost broke the Father's defenses.

"Has Mount Shu weathered the crisis?"

How can I put it? Shushan and the crisis disappeared together?

Lately, I've been experiencing a lot of bad luck, encountering related things even on the shores of the East China Sea.

Since they had asked, Xu Xuan cautiously replied that Mount Shu had been destroyed, adding that it was done by people from the demonic path.

The nameless person did not understand the meaning of the additional sentence added by the Pure Land monk.

(End of this chapter)