Calabash Fairy

After an incense stick has burned.

"Hahaha~ Brother Wolf, you truly have an eye for talent! Within this radius of a thousand miles, which monster doesn't know of our White Tiger Cave!"

"Our Leopard Commander is capable of fighting to a standstill against a thousand-year-old demon! Our First King and Second King are so powerful that even a sneeze from them would send those great demons trembling in fear!"

The boar demon grinned and laughed out loud, putting his arm around the wolf demon's shoulder and patting it repeatedly, as if to say, "You have a bright future ahead of you."

Behind them, a wooden cart carrying spiritual materials was being pushed by a group of lesser demons, quickly following behind.

"Yes, yes, Brother Pig is absolutely right!"

The wolf demon had a fawning smile on his face, but the disgust and murderous intent in his eyes were almost overflowing!

In particular, the constant spray of saliva and foul odor from the other party's mouth caused its fingers to tighten and loosen repeatedly.

If it weren't for those mortals, and for using these fools to feign closeness in front of that Second King, it would have crushed them into mincemeat bit by bit!

Only in this way can its hatred be appeased!

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The little demons pushing the wooden cart traveled for another half day before the wild boar demon finally said something that the painted-skin demon was willing to hear.

"Brother Wolf, just cross this mountain ahead and we'll reach the territory of the Second King of White Tiger Cave."

Upon hearing this, the Painted Skin Demon was overjoyed, but at that moment, it was astonished to find that the three auras that had been following it suddenly fled frantically to the rear!

The painted-skin demon had just felt a sense of unease when a golden light flashed in its vision. It staggered back two steps in a daze, then completely lost consciousness...

The boar demon stared in disbelief at the scene. He saw the wolf brother beside him stagger back two steps and fall straight onto the snow. His body split in two and quickly shriveled up. It was just a wolf skin with a pile of black powder inside. There was no flesh, bones, or internal organs, not even a drop of blood!

"This...this..."

The wild boar demon trembled with fear until it heard Fang Yan's voice in its ear.

"Wait here for a moment."

"It's...it's the Second King!"

The boar demon felt much calmer, and its body stopped trembling. However, it still looked at the wolf pelt on the ground with lingering fear.

Even if he were incredibly stupid, he would know that there was something wrong with this wolf brother...

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On the other side, as a golden seal suddenly struck the empty space in the sky, three figures shrouded in eerie ghostly energy were blasted out of the void.

"The Red Pig Demon, the Flesh-Eating Demon, the White-Faced Demon, and the Painted Skin Demon from earlier—four of the five demons that fled to the Ten Thousand Mountains are here. Can the three of you tell me where the remaining one is?"

Three evil spirits revealed themselves amidst the ghostly aura, their eyes filled with solemnity as they looked at the young man in blue robes who held the Mountain God Seal in mid-air.

"A mountain god exists in a place like this?! Where did that idiot Painted Skin Ghost lead us?!"

At this moment, the white-faced demon's face was twisted to the extreme, and bone powder on his face kept falling off. Where was the gentle appearance from before?

It could already sense that the surroundings were enveloped by a divine power of incense; they had fallen into a trap!

Fang Yan looked calmly at the three evil spirits below. Not to mention that they were not capable of causing any trouble, Fairy Yunhua had also come with him to provide support.

Although he was somewhat surprised that these four evil spirits came with the little demons from White Tiger Cave, what those little demons didn't know was that the Qingfeng Mountain territory he could now control had expanded to a radius of six hundred miles.

He had already noticed the presence of these evil spirits when they approached this place.

Seeing that the little demon was unharmed, Fang Yan waited for the evil spirits to go deeper before making a sudden move. He used a Pure Yang Spirit Sword containing Pure Yang Sword Intent to defeat the Painted Skin Ghost and then set up a barrier to trap the three ghosts.

If these evil spirits had attacked two years ago, he would have called on his friends and family to deal with them carefully.

But now, all I can say is that they've been incredibly unlucky...

"It's just a bit of a pity that the five evil spirits the ghost messengers mentioned, and the Hundred-Eyed Demon, are still missing. We'll have to go and look for them after this battle."

Fang Yan's Mountain God Seal erupted with a dazzling golden light once again, transforming directly into a golden divine mountain that pressed down downwards!

However, these three evil spirits were no ordinary beings. Suddenly, a strong ghostly aura erupted from the white-faced ghost, and while retreating rapidly, it transformed into a hundred-foot-tall evil ghost avatar behind it!

Despite its extremely emaciated body, the carnivore unleashed terrifying power, instantly leaping out and breaking free from the divine power's restraints, leaving the area suppressed by the Mountain God's Seal!

Only the Red Boar Demon swung his jet-black spiked club and smashed it straight at the Mountain God Seal!

"boom----"

As the two collided, accompanied by a roar and a strong wind, the earth cracked open like a spider web around the Red Boar Demon, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

Fang Yan glanced down, then pressed his palm down. As the incense and divine power surged, the Red Pig Demon, which had been locked in a stalemate, was instantly suppressed underground by the Golden Divine Mountain and fell silent.

The white-faced ghost's face became increasingly distorted, and the ghost king's avatar behind him roared as it charged towards Fang Yan, while the carnivorous ghost beside him split open its jaws, revealing sharp teeth, and lunged at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan then brought two fingers together in front of his chest, unleashing the pure Yang sword intent, which was extremely yang and powerful, and transformed into crimson gold flames that burned fiercely around him.

One after another, pure yang spirit swords, refined to their fullest potential and imbued with terrifying power, burning with crimson gold flames, rapidly appeared and slashed towards the two evil spirits!

Before the carnivorous demon could react, three flaming longswords pierced through its body in an instant, cutting it into three pieces. The pure yang sword intent contained within the longswords quickly extinguished all its vitality!

"Pure Yang!!!"

On the other side, the moment the white-faced ghost saw the Pure Yang Sword Intent, his malicious eyes were completely filled with fear.

His figure transformed into a dark, ghostly mist as he frantically fled from Fang Yan, while the Ghost King's Dharma Body directly confronted the three flaming swords that attacked him, and then exploded!

"Boom—"

Hearing the loud roar and the rapidly dissipating ghostly energy behind him, the white-faced ghost increased his speed by three points again, but unfortunately he was still caught up by a streak of crimson-gold light and cut in half!

"ah!!!!"

The white-faced demon's face was filled with fear and resentment, but he only had time to let out a shrill scream before his body was engulfed by crimson flames and burned to ashes.

Fang Yan inherited the sword technique from the Earthly Fiend Technique. During this period, he would enter the inheritance space to cultivate every day. Unbeknownst to him, the speed at which he controlled the spirit sword had already surpassed that of the cold-light longsword from before.

Sensing the disappearing auras of the four evil spirits, Fang Yan slowly flew back to the ground.

The Pure Yang Sword Intent's ability to suppress Yin ghosts and evil spirits exceeded his previous expectations. After all, his opponent's strength and cultivation were not weak. He thought that he would have to put in some effort when he went all out this time, but he did not expect to deal with it so cleanly and neatly.

"In just this short time, I've already consumed 20% of my spiritual power, and my mind is also somewhat exhausted... Unlike in the inheritance space, the consumption of fully controlling the Pure Yang Sword Intent is far too great..."

Fairy Yunhua stood in the mountains and forests, watching this scene with a somewhat sentimental expression.

When we first met, his pure Yang sword intent wasn't this sharp. How long has it been? He's improved again.

If this continues, it's only a matter of time before her fellow Daoist comprehends a trace of the Pure Yang Dao.