Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The door fell down, and Gu Changjin stood in the doorway, holding the blood-stained Demon-Suppressing Blade.

The atmosphere in the room changed instantly.

The expressions on Zhao Hong's and Old Wang's faces froze simultaneously.

They heard the shouts of battle outside the courtyard very clearly.

Although the Demon Suppression Division doesn't have any powerful figures in charge tonight, there are still more than a dozen first and second-tier Demon Suppression Guards.

The results of it?

From the moment they started to the moment they fell silent, it took less than a breath.

Looking at the knife in Gu Changjin's hand now, the blade was dripping blood.

The answer is already obvious.

Old Wang's heart skipped a beat.

This hardly seems like the lucky guy who picked up the corpses of the three wolves from Beishan.

He's lived for decades, and his greatest skill is reading people's expressions.

Almost instantly, an extremely kind smile appeared on his face.

"Eternal Ashes."

"Don't act impulsively."

"What happened today was actually a misunderstanding."

"You've just joined the Demon Suppression Division, and there are some rules you're not familiar with yet. I'm doing this to train you..."

"To hone me?"

Gu Changjin smiled.

When Old Wang saw him respond, he immediately felt there was still a chance.

"Yes, yes!"

"The Demon Suppression Guards will be fighting demons to the death in the future."

"There's no reason to stay in town and enjoy a life of luxury forever!"

"Although this mission is somewhat dangerous, I value your talent and want you to gain more experience."

He spoke rapidly, but his body gradually leaned towards Zhao Hong.

There's also a fourth-tier Demon Suppressor here!

If we can just stall Gu Changjin for a moment...

That's enough.

Zhao Hong suddenly spoke.

He stood up from his chair, his face now completely cold.

Old Wang immediately shut up.

Zhao Hong looked at Gu Changjin.

After his initial surprise and doubt, he calmed down again.

The deaths of the three wolves of Beishan were indeed suspicious.

The demon-suppressing guards outside the courtyard were indeed unable to stop this kid.

But so what?

He is a fourth-tier martial artist.

The Demon Slayer of Blackrock Town.

Over the years, he has killed more than one third-tier demon.

Even if a twenty-year-old hides his strength, how strong can he be?

At most, it's tier three, and this is the Demon Suppression Division!

Zhao Hong snorted coldly.

"Those below the fourth rank should simply not bow to this envoy."

"You, a new guard who just joined the Demon Suppression Division, actually broke into the backyard with a knife and killed your colleague."

"Gu Changjin! Do you know your crime?!"

Gu Changjin was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh.

Even at this point, this guy is still throwing his weight around like an official. He's too arrogant!

When Zhao Hong saw him smile, his eyes grew even colder.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You've come to see this Demon Suppressor, why aren't you kneeling down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fourth-level martial artist's blood energy erupted.

The tables and chairs inside the room were suddenly thrown to the sides, and the wine jars shattered.

The rich aroma of wine mixed with the smell of blood filled the entire room.

Old Wang was overjoyed.

As expected, it took Lord Zhao's help!

Available in the next second.

A slow flash of light passed before his eyes.

Zhao Hong even clearly saw Gu Changjin raise his hand and gently push the Demon-Suppressing Blade forward.

But his body just couldn't react until his legs suddenly felt cold.

Zhao Hong lowered his head; below his knees, he was gone.

puff!

Fresh blood gushed out.

"what!"

With a bang.

Zhao Hong fell heavily to his knees.

Because both legs were broken at the knees, this kneeling motion even caused the broken bones to slam directly onto the floor tiles.

His pupils contracted sharply, and the arrogance on his face vanished instantly.

"you……"

"impossible!"

"What is your cultivation level?!"

He saw the strike clearly, and it was even quite slow, but he instinctively couldn't dodge it, nor could he even mobilize the qi and blood within his body; it was as if he were frozen in place.

Gu Changjin walked up to him and gently placed the Demon-Suppressing Blade on Zhao Hong's neck.

"Huh? Why did you kneel down first?"

Zhao Hong's face turned pale; he was finally afraid.

"etc!"

"You can't kill me!"

"I am the Demon Suppressor appointed by the Imperial Court!"

"If I die, the county and town demon bureaus will definitely investigate!"

"At that time, you..."

Gu Changjin shook his head.

"Kneeling alone won't do."

"Remember to repent properly after you go down there."

The blade was drawn.

puff!

A head rolled under the table.

Zhao Hong's eyes were still wide open.

It seems that even in death, he never understood how a young man who had just stepped into the first rank could kill him, a fourth-rank Demon Suppressor, with a single strike.

Old Wang was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the head that had rolled to his feet, and the color drained from his face instantly.

Run! We must run! Run as far as possible!

The thought had just popped into my head.

He turned and rushed toward the side door, not daring to utter a single word of begging for mercy.

Gu Changjin stood still and did not chase after him. He simply flicked his wrist, and the Demon-Suppressing Blade flew out of his hand.

Whoosh!

The blade pierced through the room.

Old Wang had only taken two steps when his body suddenly froze forward.

The Demon-Suppressing Blade pierced through his back and exited through his chest, pinning him directly to the wall, right in the center of his chest.

Gu Changjin reached out and beckoned, and the Demon-Suppressing Blade flew back on its own.

Old Wang slowly slid down the wall.

The Demon Guard who had just come in to report the incident had shrunk to the corner, his face pale.

"Sir...sir."

"I don't know anything."

"I was only ordered to deliver a message."

Gu Changjin glanced at him.

In the original timeline, this person worked for Old Wang.

The mission document that sent him to Xiahe Village was also delivered by this guy himself.

"Then let's not find out."

The blade flashed again.

The room was completely quiet.

Gu Changjin flicked the blood off the blade.

Of course, the matter is not over yet.

Since we're going to settle accounts, let's settle them completely at once.

The illusory realm unfolded silently behind him, and in just a few breaths, the entire Blackstone Town was enveloped by it.

Gu Changjin closed his eyes, and one by one, people related to this matter appeared in his perception.

The Zhang family, the Demon Suppression Guards who participated in arranging the quotas, were among those who knew in advance that there were demons in Xiahe Village, yet still signed the mission documents.

There are also those guys who have long been in cahoots with the Three Wolves of Beishan and helped send people there.

With a slight shift in the rules of the illusory realm, in different locations of Blackrock Town, some people were sleeping, some were still drinking, and some had just received the news and were preparing to flee overnight.

The next instant, their breaths ceased simultaneously, as if they were destined to die that very night.

At the same time, some memories of these people began to fade.

Some remember the Three Wolves of Beishan who once stormed into Blackstone Town, while others remember the fierce battle between the Demon Suppression Division and the demons.

As for who killed whom, no one can really say for sure.

After doing all this.

Gu Changjin suddenly sensed something.

His gaze drifted out of the city.

Through the marks left by the "General Outline of Demon Warriors", he was able to vaguely sense the locations of those demon warriors.

There were originally only three.

Now... thirteen.

Gu Changjin raised an eyebrow slightly.

Only a few hours have passed?

The three people have become thirteen?

Moreover, the furthest aura had already traveled a hundred miles away from Xiahe Village.

"It seems I underestimated their thirst for power."

Ordinary people can only be slaughtered by demons.

Suddenly someone told them.

By practicing a certain skill, one can devour demons and seize their power.

How many people could resist such a temptation?

Gu Changjin was very satisfied with this.

At this rate of expansion, he won't need to worry about it at all.

He reclaimed the illusory realm.

Then I searched around the Demon Suppression Bureau.

They quickly found Zhao Hong's Demon Suppression Seal.

He then pulled out a blank official document from the study.

Gu Changjin picked up his pen and wrote a few lines.

The Three Wolves of Beishan launched a night attack on Blackstone Town. Demon Suppressor Zhao Hong led the Demon Suppressor's Division in a desperate resistance, ultimately perishing together with the demons.

Gu Changjin, a member of the Demon Suppression Guard, has miraculously survived and is now heading to the Demon Suppression Division in Qinghe County with official documents to report the news.

After finishing writing, he picked up the official seal.

Snapped!

Cover it down.

A bright red mark was left at the end of the document.

Gu Changjin picked it up and looked at it.

It's very standard, no problems.

As for whether the scene can withstand scrutiny?

That's not important. At least now, most people in Blackrock Town remember that there were indeed demons causing trouble tonight.

Gu Changjin stuffed the official document into his pocket, picked up the Demon-Suppressing Blade, and swaggered out of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau.

Blackrock Town is too small.

Next stop, vocational school... oops... Qinghe County.

There should be more demons there, and more people suitable to cultivate the "General Outline of Demon Warriors".