The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

call.

A white, bristly wind, sharp as a steel blade, swept past.

Wherever it went, deep marks appeared on the ground, and the big trees by the roadside were directly cut into pieces of wood.

The Seventh Madam's eyes revealed a smug look.

So what if he's the youngest commander of the Imperial Guard?

If you encounter the King's roar, you'd be considered incredibly powerful if you were left with nothing but a skeleton.

The faces of the people from Zhenyuan Escort Agency changed drastically as they watched the visible white gust of wind blow towards Zhou Heng. Some even covered their eyes because they couldn't bear to look.

No sooner said than done.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Heng stood there as if he were stunned, without even trying to dodge.

Just at this time.

Everyone, including the Seventh Madam and the raccoon monster hiding in the tree, stared wide-eyed.

The two monsters' eyes were filled with disbelief.

The members of Zhenyuan Escort Agency were filled with surprise and delight.

Zhou Heng stood still, and the gust of white wind parted automatically when it was still a step away from him, grazing his body and disappearing into the forest.

That's it?

Lin Qingshan and the others all breathed a long sigh of relief.

It startled them.

It turned out that it was just the Seventh Madam bluffing.

The Seventh Madam's eyes widened, and her breathing became rapid.

"That's impossible!"

It had a ferocious look on its face and cried out sharply.

The demonic power within his body was poured into the tiger-striped bag as if it were free.

The bag opened again.

call!

A gust of white wind howled out.

A strong wind sweeps across the ground, leaving a trail that can be blown three feet deep.

Lin Qingshan and the others couldn't help but hold their breath.

This is not the Seventh Lady bluffing! This is definitely the roar of Lord Qingyang Mountain!

If such power were to fall on them, they would probably be blown to pieces in an instant.

Everyone looked over with worry, only to see that the white gust of wind seemed to have eyes, bypassing Zhou Heng and then blowing back into the forest without a trace.

"I don't believe it!"

The Seventh Madam went mad; her hair was disheveled, and she began to flutter the tiger-striped bag once more.

call!

call!

call!

One, two...

The Seventh Madam continuously channeled demonic power into the tiger-striped pouch, and gusts of white fur howled out.

The ground was eroded into a large pit, but Zhou Heng remained standing there without even moving a finger.

But Bai Maofeng never even touched the hem of his clothes.

The Seventh Madam was like a clown jumping around, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face.

It once again infused its demonic power into the tiger-striped bag.

The tiger-striped bag simply bulged, but no white feathers were blown out.

Only then did the Seventh Madam realize that, without her noticing, all of its demonic power had been completely depleted.

"Ha ha!"

The group of镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) from Zhenyuan镖局 (escort agency) burst into laughter, "Is this spider demon here to perform acrobatics?"

This is hilarious.

The Seventh Madam trembled with rage. How dare a bunch of ants mock her?

Under normal circumstances, it could easily wipe out all these people with a flick of its wrist!

But now—

When the Seventh Madam met Zhou Heng's icy gaze, her heart sank to the bottom.

"You're done, it's my turn now."

Zhou Heng said, his tone completely calm.

Before he finished speaking, he pushed the Dragon Sparrow Blade forward with his palm.

Clang!

The Dragon Sparrow Blade was drawn from its sheath, transforming into a streak of light that swept across the sky.

The Seventh Madam screamed and swung her sixteen legs rapidly backward.

Its demonic power has been completely depleted, and it can't even unleash half of its peak speed now.

Even if it could unleash its full potential, its speed would still be slower than that flash of light.

Swish!

Several spider legs shot into the sky, spraying blood everywhere.

The Seventh Madam screamed miserably and retreated even faster.

But Zhou Heng followed closely, constantly wielding the Dragon Sparrow Blade in his hand.

With each swing of the sword, a part of the Seventh Madam would inevitably fly off.

After a few cuts, the Seventh Madam's sixteen legs had completely disappeared, leaving only her body slamming heavily onto the ground.

Its cries were already weak and feeble.

Zhou Heng stepped on its belly and slammed the Dragon Sparrow Blade downwards.

With a soft "pfft".

The long sword pierced through the Seventh Madam's head, and her screams came to an abrupt halt.

Lin Qingshan and the others witnessed all of this unfold, and everyone instinctively held their breath.

Brutal, yet elegant.

This is what everyone is thinking.

It would certainly be brutal to a demon, but Zhou Heng's movements were too elegant.

They had never imagined that slaying demons could be so elegant.

The Seventh Madam was completely powerless to fight back under Zhou Heng's blade.

First, shave it into a demonic staff, then stab it in the head.

Without wasting any effort, he had already killed a fifth-rank demon.

Is this the power of the Garrison Commander of the Imperial Guard?

Even Lin Qingshan, one of the members of Zhenyuan Escort Agency, had never encountered a powerful figure of the level of the Garrison Commander of the Imperial Guard before.

Now they truly understood the power of the Imperial Guard Commander, and only one word remained in their minds.

Well-deserved reputation!

Zhou Heng stepped on the Seventh Madam's head and pulled out the knife. With a slight flick of his wrist, the Dragon Sparrow Blade regained its shine.

I looked up and glanced into the depths of the dense forest.

That raccoon is fast.

In fact, Zhou Heng was fairly confident that he could catch up with the raccoon monster if he chased after it now.

He was just afraid of falling into the monster's trap of luring him away from the mountain.

Moreover, you can run away from the monk but not the temple.

Sooner or later, he will make a trip to the lair of Lord Qingyang.

We can just take care of it when the time comes.

"How much can we sell the body of the Seventh Madam for?"

Zhou Heng looked at Lin Qingshan and asked.

Lin Qingshan: "..."

Just moments ago, he felt that Zhou Heng was like a celestial being, but now that Zhou Heng has spoken, he suddenly feels like a living person.

"Seventh Madam is a fifth-rank great demon, and she is also a concubine of Lord Qingyang Mountain, so she should command a premium."

Lin Qingshan pondered for a moment and slowly replied, "If we find a suitable buyer, we should be able to sell it for an astronomical price."

"Okay, you handle it. Just take your cut according to the rules, whatever amount is due."

Zhou Heng said casually.

"Sir, you're slapping me in the face! You saved my brothers' and my lives. It's my honor to work for you, why should I take a cut?"

Lin Qingshan said, "However, sir, it seems that the Seventh Madam's body can only be sold in Shu Prefecture. Shall I dispose of it first?"

Zhou Heng nodded.

He was in charge of killing but not burying, and he was not as skilled as Lin Qingshan at disposing of monster corpses.

Watching Lin Qingshan laboriously cutting up the Seventh Madam's corpse with a knife, Zhou Heng didn't offer any help. Instead, he walked to the side and silently checked his spoils.

[Successfully slayed a fifth-rank demon, overcame a deadly crisis through his own strength, and received a reward of five hundred years of cultivation.]

As soon as a few words flashed before his eyes, Zhou Heng immediately felt something added to his body, and a look of joy involuntarily appeared on his face.

What he desires most is five hundred years of cultivation!

Make big!

Indeed, choosing to travel with Zhenyuan Escort Agency was the right decision.

If it weren't for the fact that the goods being transported by Zhenyuan Escort Agency attracted so many monsters, he wouldn't have had such a great harvest.

"Relying on my own power? The Wind-Fixing Pearl is my magic weapon, and of course it also belongs to my power."

Zhou Heng thought to himself.

Without the Wind-Fixing Pearl, facing the tiger-striped pouch in the Seventh Madam's hand would have been quite dangerous.

No wonder the danger countdown reminded me last time that my life was in danger.

If the magic weapon crafted by Lord Qingyang Mountain is so powerful, how dangerous would it be if Lord Qingyang Mountain himself unleashed the Tiger Roar?

"This tiger's roar is somewhat like a celestial technique. Could it be that Lord Qingyang is skilled in ranged attacks?"

If that's the case, it might be troublesome for martial artists to deal with it.

Zhou Heng pondered to himself that he had already regarded Lord Qingyang Mountain as a hypothetical enemy.

"If martial arts methods don't work, then use immortal techniques."

With five hundred years of cultivation, I wonder to what extent he could elevate the "Six Void Immortal Scripture" to.

Zhou Heng has always been a decisive person. With this in mind, he devoted all five hundred years of cultivation to the "Six Void Immortal Scripture" without any hesitation.

If you're going to do something, do it thoroughly.

Moreover, he was worried that his cultivation level was too low, and with his aptitude, the improvement from the Six Void Immortal Scripture would be too little.