Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Under the dim sky, in a dense mountain forest, the monsters, including Lang Yeqian, sat around several campfires, gnawing on half-roasted game and talking in hushed tones.

After three days without any attacks, the tense atmosphere in the team finally eased a bit.

"Without those annoying humans bothering us, we're much faster."

Wolfy tore off a roasted rabbit leg, chewing it with a mouthful of oil that dripped down his chin, and said with great satisfaction, "Two more days to Maple Village... I'll see Lord Inuyasha the day after tomorrow."

A burly monster nearby wiped his mouth and sighed, "These humans are just too slow, dragging around a bunch of junk, stopping and starting all the time."

"If it weren't for Lord Inuyasha's orders to eat it alive, I would have liked to eat it as I walked."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you're so capable, say those words to Lord Inuyasha's face."

Another monster chuckled and poked at the fire with a branch.

"All we need to do is deliver them. Besides, building our own monster city—what an incredible feat!"

"As expected of Lord Inuyasha, who defeated the leopard cat clan, he is a born king!"

"When Lord Wolfman becomes the lord of monsters, and I become the general, we will all have a bright and promising future!"

The monsters whispered among themselves, their faces reflecting the firelight with excitement and anticipation.

The civilians sitting in the distance remained silent on the ground, heads bowed, not uttering a sound.

They sat back to back in a huddle, surrounded by various simple belongings. No one spoke, and no one dared to move.

Furthermore, for ease of management, the common people gathered together in groups.

The fire crackled, and the wind rustled through the branches and leaves, stirring the monsters' fur and the filthy hems of the commoners' clothes.

The number of guarding monsters was less than half of what it had been a few days ago. They squatted around listlessly, with several human lackeys beside them, smiling and busying themselves.

In order to survive and to live a better life, there are always some bold and ambitious people in the nearly two thousand people who gravitate towards the monster.

They quickly formed the "Demon Allied Army," transforming themselves into the elite among the demons.

The mask of attitude has been worn in countless ways.

Flattering superiors and bullying inferiors is just an appetizer; some people secretly give directions to commoners and teach them how to escape, then turn around and report them, reaping a hefty reward.

Because of Inuyasha's strict order not to kill, many people did not die at the hands of demons, but instead suffered torture at the hands of their own kind, completely turning these two thousand people into sheep.

Making an example of someone to scare others and establish authority is almost an innate human talent.

Deep in the distant forest, Monk Mengxin and Master Fengxue, among others, lay in ambush for several days.

The Water Mirror Technique revealed the deployment and shift changes of monsters like Wolf Wild Qian, and even the activity routes of the demon allies.

There is no moon tonight, and the forest is so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face. It's the perfect time to make a move.

"They've let their guard down."

The Wind Cave Master said, "The demons are slacking off, leaving the night watch to the demon allies. This is their weakest point."

Although they hated the demon army for being inhuman, sometimes these traitors' cunning and deceitful behavior could bring them unexpected benefits.

Monk Mengxin nodded, gently turning the prayer beads in his hand. "Proceed according to plan."

"The priestess's barrier protects innocent civilians; the exorcist draws away the main force of the demons, the wind cave mage is on standby to wipe out the demons in one fell swoop, and I will lead my men straight to that wolf demon."

The group responded in hushed tones and made their way out of the dense forest.

Night is the best cover.

The rescue team was sprayed with a special deodorizing agent made by exorcists, so even dogs couldn't smell anything unusual.

Their footsteps were as light as falling leaves, silently approaching the camp.

The humans on night watch by the demon army were dozing around the fire, their heads drooping little by little; the scattered demons had already lay down haphazardly, their snores rising and falling.

No one noticed that the shadow of death was approaching from behind.

After confirming the situation, Monk Mengxin took the lead, shooting out more than a dozen talismans that swarmed onto the backs and foreheads of the night watchmen like locusts.

The talisman exploded with blinding golden light, accompanied by a muffled "boom," and the humans on night watch were shattered into pieces.

Several monsters were blown to the ground, letting out mournful and desperate roars.

At the same instant, several priestesses and sorcerers arrived at their designated positions, simultaneously forming hand seals and chanting incantations.

A semi-transparent, pure white barrier spread outwards from beneath their feet, rippling outwards and instantly enveloping the entire civilian settlement.

The civilians, awakened from the darkness, looked up in panic. When their eyes fell on the iconic red and white shrine maiden's robes, some froze, while others covered their mouths and let out low sobs.

Tears silently slid down her face, winding their way down her dusty cheeks.

Since the shrine maiden Midori single-handedly purified most of the powerful demons in the world, giving humanity a chance to breathe.

The profession of shrine maiden surpassed that of monks and warriors, becoming the most trusted and respected symbol among commoners during the Warring States period.

That sacred and flawless red and white robe is, in the hearts of countless weak people, a light in the darkness, a rope in the mud, and the last ray of light at the end of despair.

Now, the light has come!

They can be saved too!

The exorcists quickly took action.

The group took out a pungent potion and splashed it on the grass and trees around the camp. The strong smell spread with the night wind, attracting the monsters to follow the scent with bared teeth.

Chains and nets were thrown out alternately, restraining, pulling, and enraging the monsters, luring them little by little to the designated area.

With a flick of his wrist, a demon hunter bound the chain to the ankle of the most ferocious demon, pulled it sharply, and the demon fell to the ground. It was then covered by a net of talismans thrown at it and struggled to be dragged to one side.

The other monsters were enraged by this scene and roared repeatedly, chasing after the exorcists in groups and rushing into the pre-arranged ambush.

Even if some monsters have doubts, most monsters are born with a reckless and impulsive nature.

On the other side, the monk soldiers, wielding iron clubs, formed a wedge formation and followed Monk Mengxin straight into the heart of the camp.

Wolfy Gan had just rushed out of the tent when he ran right into the team that was heading straight for the enemy's capital.

Monk Mengxin walked at the front, his robes fluttering in the night wind, his staff striking the ground with a clear, resonant sound.

He looked at the gray-brown wolf demon before him, his gaze calm and serene. "Evil monster, tonight will be your end."

Wolf Wild drew his sword, but heard the clanging of chains, the cracking of talismans, and the roars and screams of his men coming from all directions.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "You humans... are you truly not afraid of death?"

"Afraid."

The monk Mengxin clasped his hands together, glared angrily, and shouted, "But I fear even more seeing innocent people become servants of monsters!"

The monks shouted in unison, raised their iron clubs high, and surrounded the monsters, including Lang Yeqian.