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

The blood mist hung in mid-air, not yet completely dissipated.

The two Qi Yun Three Swordsmen, who were righteous and indignant just a moment ago, claiming that it was an outrage against heaven and earth, were reduced to nothing but bone fragments the next second.

Xie Wuchen, who had been spouting nonsense, stood dumbfounded on the flying sword, while Qingxuan, who was high above, also froze.

Their faces were still covered in the blood mist from their junior brothers and sisters' explosion.

Blood flowed down their cheeks, warm and real.

But it's as if a piece of their brains has been forcibly hollowed out.

How is that possible?

They are a trio of swordsmen and two stars!

The most amazing, destined person of this generation in the Qiyun Sect!

From childhood, their teachers told them that they were destined by heaven, the core of the sect's future ascension, and people who would leave their names in the annals of Kyushu.

They descended the mountain to gain experience, slaying demons and monsters.

Each time, it was a close call, and each so-called dangerous situation eventually turned into an opportunity.

No matter how fierce or powerful the demons are, they are nothing more than the dead souls and stepping stones of their swords.

The demonic path, no matter how strong a rogue cultivator is, is nothing more than a whetstone for their Dao heart.

But now?

Two of their fellow disciples, who were also known as the Three Swords and Two Stars, are gone.

It wasn't because they were injured by demons before, or because they were trapped somewhere.

Instead, it was wiped out by a casual slap from the monster on the throne.

Gone... just like that, turned into two plumes of blood mist.

It was described as casually as swatting two flying insects.

Xie Wuchen's lips moved slightly.

"This... is impossible..."

Qingxuan's eyes were also somewhat unfocused.

She stared at the bloodstains on her sleeve, momentarily stunned into silence.

died?

My junior sister is dead?

The female disciple who always followed behind her and called her Senior Sister Qingxuan died just like that?

She didn't even leave a last word.

Even the protective amulet didn't have time to explode.

Ye Xingzhou stood a little further away.

When that slap landed, he hesitated for a moment and didn't follow up with shouts. Instead, he avoided the spot with the thickest blood mist.

But he was also pale.

That power was terrifying.

It's not some great supernatural power.

It is simply the purest and most extreme physical power.

Like mountains and seas collapsing, like a primordial beast raising its claws and casually pressing down.

Humanity's prized magical treasures, sword energy, and talismans are as fragile as paper in the face of that power.

Ye Xingzhou realized this clearly for the first time.

The demon lord before them was someone they couldn't possibly deal with.

On the throne.

Gu Changjin remained seated.

It was as if the person who had just swatted the Qi Yun Sect's prodigy was not a genius, but two noisy mosquitoes.

Within the basin, all the demons remained silent.

It's not fear.

It was more of a fanatical reverence.

The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother.

This is the essence of a just gang fight.

Before the group fight even started, the eldest brother warmed up by himself.

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape was still staring at the two clouds of blood mist.

It was genuinely a bit confused.

"I thought the human race had some new supernatural power."

"So he really died after all that."

The centipede lowered its voice.

"Second brother, say less."

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape scratched its head.

"I was just curious, wasn't I?"

"How come your slap is more powerful than my stick slap?"

The white-boned wolf silently moved to the side.

When it first broke through to the level of a demon immortal, it had some inappropriate thoughts.

Now, seeing those two plumes of blood mist, only one thought remains in my mind.

Fortunately, I knew what was good for me.

Otherwise, what's hanging in mid-air right now might not be blood mist, but wolf mist.

Above the clouds.

The four immortals remained silent for a moment.

Master Baoguang stopped touching his belly.

The red-haired immortal's eyelids twitched, while the green-robed immortal's brows furrowed.

They certainly saw things more clearly than the Three Swords and Two Stars.

There wasn't much magical energy fluctuation just now.

It is purely physical strength.

But that's precisely what makes it even more terrifying.

It's normal for demons to have strong physical bodies.

But to be this strong is a bit unreasonable.

The red-haired immortal said coldly, "Something's wrong with this demon."

"A newly ascended demon immortal should not have such a physical body."

The immortal in blue robes said in a deep voice, "Perhaps it is some kind of ancient, exotic bloodline."

"No wonder it can obscure the secrets of heaven and disrupt the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains."

Master Xuanzhao remained silent.

He simply looked at Gu Changjin on the throne below.

Ninefold Golden Wheel of Merit.

All demons pay homage.

A new order for the demon race.

And that slap just now, delivered without the slightest hesitation.

This monster is certainly ferocious and brutal.

But compared to what the Qiyun Sect has done over the years, who is more like a demon?

Master Xuanzhao closed his eyes.

The rift in my heart seems to have deepened.

While the other immortals were still in shock and confusion, Master Baoguang's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked at Xie Wuchen and Qingxuan.

These two are still alive! Then everything's alright.

Because these two are the true core of the Qiyun Sect.

If I were to step in now and rescue them from the clutches of the demon, what kind of favor would that be?

Moreover, when the sect ascends to great heights in the future, these two will undoubtedly be at the core.

At that point, wouldn't they have to treat me like a second-hand savior?

No matter how good the demon core or how fragrant the snake bones are, they can't compare to the fragrance of human kindness.

Moreover, although this demon has an exaggerated physical body, it is ultimately just a newly promoted demon immortal.

The attack just now was merely a surprise attack on the Three Swords Twin Stars.

As a dignified immortal, with my Dharma form opening the heavens and earth, how could I be afraid of it?

Thinking of this, Master Baoguang felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

We can't wait any longer... If we wait any longer, those old guys next to us will realize what's going on and try to take the credit.

Below, Gu Changjin's gaze had already fallen on Qingxuan.

He raised his hand.

Qingxuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

She wanted to move, she wanted to run, she wanted to beg for mercy...

But the moment she was locked in that aura, she was unable to do anything.

Xie Wuchen finally came to his senses and hissed, "Stop!"

Gu Changjin didn't even look at him. What kind of thing was he to make him stop?

The fingertip is about to fall.

At that very moment, the clouds suddenly split open.

The sounds of Sanskrit chants and Taoist mantras resounded simultaneously throughout the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Putting these two sentences together sounds somewhat incongruous.

The spectacle was indeed astonishing; a golden light descended from the sky, forcefully piercing between Gu Changjin and Qingxuan.

A golden statue, a thousand feet tall, rose from the ground above the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

The image depicts a figure half draped in a kasaya (Buddhist robe) and half in a Taoist robe, with the left hand forming a mudra (Buddhist mudra) and the right hand holding a whisk.

The Buddha's light and the Taoist light intertwined behind his head, creating a golden expanse that pushed away the surrounding demonic energy for dozens of miles.

Master Baoguang stood on the center of the Dharma image's brow, his round belly slightly protruding, and his face bearing a compassionate smile.

He shielded Qingxuan, Xie Wuchen, and Ye Xingzhou behind him.

The pose was excellent.

Like a compassionate golden Arhat, or a savior of the world.

Xie Wuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle-Master Baoguang!"

Qingxuan's eyes regained some of their luster.

A celestial being has arrived.

They can still be saved.

Master Baoguang nodded slightly, feeling even more satisfied.

This is exactly the effect I wanted.

He looked down at Gu Changjin from his high position, and his golden body bowed his head accordingly, casting a huge shadow over half of the basin.

Within the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, countless lesser demons trembled under the oppressive power of this immortal being's appearance.

Master Baoguang patted his round belly and revealed a confident, cold smile.

"This fiend is outrageous!"

"How dare you harm the foundation of my righteous path?"

Gu Changjin withdrew his hand and looked up at him.

Master Baoguang thought he was scared, and his smile deepened.

"How dare a mere newly ascended demon immortal recklessly stir up the karmic fire of ignorance?"

"I take pity on your arduous cultivation. If you are willing to hand over your demon core today and become my guardian spirit beast, I will show you mercy and spare your life..."