Under One Person: I can manipulate magnetic fields!

It was obvious that these two had come because of the demon sword and the demon.

"You know about this too? Speaking of which, those Japanese demons are extremely ruthless, they've been slaughtering their way from the Northeast all the way to this Jiangnan region."

One of our shamanic disciples had his hand severed by him. Damn it, if it weren't for the help of our shamanic master Liu Huajiao, who reattached his hand, that kid would probably have been without a hand for the rest of his life.

So, our gang sent me out to deal with that demon. However, I heard that the demon went into hiding after arriving in Hangzhou. Cough cough, that's how I ran into Brother Dou. I got itchy fingers and started fighting with Brother Dou.”

Deng Xianzhi touched her afro and said with an embarrassed look.

He came here naturally for the matter of the Demon Blade Demon, but after seeing Dou Ruchang, he felt that he was about the same age as himself and his methods seemed quite remarkable.

He found an excuse to provoke a fight.

"Itching for a fight? If you continue to be so reckless, I might not be so sure I'll help you."

Upon hearing Deng Xianzhi's words, Liu Kunsheng's usually arrogant and cool face showed a speechless expression.

This kid is like a bear from Changbai Mountain, he's missing a screw in his head.

Although he is also impulsive, he is not as stubborn as this kid.

"Doesn't this old man Liu Kunsheng know that I can see him?"

Chen Yuan looked at Liu Kunsheng lecturing Deng Xianzhi with a strange expression.

Perhaps it was because his mental power was high enough that he condensed that milky white spiritual core, and he was able to see Liu Kunsheng's phantom image.

Dou Ruchang seems to have disappeared.

So this is the benefit of having strong telekinesis.

"Uncle Liu Kunsheng, don't worry, I will definitely behave myself from now on."

Deng Xianzhi quickly backed down and forced a dry laugh.

He knew that without the help of Uncle Liu Kunsheng, his strength would plummet.

The most powerful method of a shaman is naturally to borrow the power of the immortals.

"Me too. This demon wielding a demonic sword has injured many of our Secret Painting Sect disciples, and one disciple even died at the hands of that demon."

Moreover, that demon seems to have mastered the techniques of our Secret Painting Sect..."

Dou Ruchang stroked his mustache and said.

He hadn't expected the demon to be so ruthless, and after killing the disciple, he seemed to have mastered the disciple's commonly used secret painting techniques.

Extremely bizarre.

"You've mastered the secret techniques?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan showed a strange expression.

Good guy.

It seems that the demon sword is indeed Hirumaru, but that demon is definitely not Eita Nikaido.

According to the timeline, Eita Nikaido shouldn't be that old.

"No way? Could it be that after that demonic sword killed the alien, it gained control over that alien's abilities? That's incredibly powerful! That's interesting."

Deng Xianzhi smiled.

He wasn't afraid at all.

I heard that this demon has killed many strange people from various sects along the way, so it seems he has mastered quite a few tricks up his sleeve. That's interesting.

This enemy is formidable; he can finally unleash his full potential this time.

"Based on my master's guess, it should be correct."

Dou Ruchang scratched his head and said.

However, the disciple's secret techniques were not very strong, and the demon's techniques were similar to those of the disciple.

Therefore, he guessed that this demon could only absorb the methods and memories of the alien, so as long as the person this guy killed wasn't that powerful.

There's no need to be too afraid.

"It really is Hirumaru."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes.

The Demon Blade is an extremely powerful weapon.

The demon sword Hirumaru possesses independent thought and can control the behavior of its wielder, driving them into a frenzy of killing. Its users are typically ruthless and indifferent to family ties, and are known as "demons."

Moreover, the demon sword continuously strengthens itself by absorbing the energy generated from killing, making it sharper and more powerful.

Furthermore, the demon sword's ability to copy any technique it has ever seen makes its controller even more difficult to deal with.

According to the manga, there is only one way to destroy Hirumaru: by utilizing the properties of the "Buddha Sword," having the person who performs the ritual use Hirumaru while the person wielding the sword takes action and confronts it head-on to sever it.

This ritual is called "Broken Sword Test". However, because Hirumaru can manipulate the mind of the person performing the ritual and forcibly enhance their combat power, it is extremely dangerous for both the person performing the ritual and the person wielding the sword.

In the modern-day arc, the "Broken Sword Test" of the demon sword finally begins, witnessed by Gao Lian, Lü Ci, Tang Xin, and others. Ishikawa Shin, who was originally to be the sword-bearer, is replaced by Feng Baobao. After Ishikawa Ken, the original sword-wielder, fails in his attempt, Ringo, whose swordsmanship is superior, takes over.

The once ferocious swordsmith spirit was no match for Feng Baobao and was easily subdued. The "Broken Sword Test" was successfully completed, and the demon sword Hirumaru was cut in two by Ringo with a single strike.

The genius swordsmith, and the souls that had died under the demonic blade, were freed and ascended.

"Deng Laosan, what are you laughing at? Do you think that demon is easy to deal with? How much of my demonic power can you withstand right now?"

Seeing Deng Xianzhi's silly grin, Liu Kunsheng also cursed angrily.

This kid is a reckless brat with an insatiable ambition. Even if he could lend him his power, could the kid handle that much right now?

"Uncle Liu Kunsheng, aren't you here? Why are you afraid of him? Even if you can't handle too much, dealing with that demon shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Deng Xianzhi scratched her head awkwardly.

"This guy is really carefree."

Chen Yuan couldn't help but suppress a laugh when he saw Liu Kunsheng scolding Deng Xianzhi.

Chapter 183 The Art of Manifesting Green! (First Update)

"Boy, can you see me?"

Just then, Liu Kunsheng's golden vertical pupils suddenly turned to Chen Yuan. This kid has been acting strangely from the beginning; he should be able to see him.

This kid's cultivation method is strange, and as a sorcerer who cultivates spiritual power, it's much easier for him to see these immortals than for ordinary extraordinary people.

What an interesting kid.

"To be honest, senior, I can indeed see you!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and admitted it directly.

After all, there was no need to hide this, and besides, he was also very interested in Liu Kunsheng in front of him.

"Hey? You're not being fair. Did you see how Uncle Liu Kunsheng was scolding me just now?"

Deng Xianzhi looked depressed.

He said the kid's expression was off earlier; it turned out he was laughing at him.

That kid is so wicked.

"Brother Chen, who are you talking to?"

Dou Ruchang, however, was completely baffled.

After all, he was different from Chen Yuan; his level of mental power was relatively ordinary, so he naturally couldn't see Liu Kunsheng's phantom.

Only when the Yin spirit is powerful enough can one see the immortals.

“I was naturally speaking to the immortal senior on Brother Deng’s body. Brother Dou, according to what you said, this demonic blade is quite dangerous.”

Chen Yuan smiled, glanced at Liu Kunsheng, the great demon of Changbai Mountain, and then spoke to Dou Ruchang.

The most abnormal thing about the demon sword Hirumaru is that it can absorb the soul and memories of the enemy it killed after it has killed them, so it can master the methods and combat experience of the person it killed.

By combining the combat experience and techniques of others who have been killed, one can often surpass the techniques mastered by those who were killed. This ability can be described as extremely powerful.

"A senior immortal?"

Dou Ruchang was dumbfounded. How come he couldn't see it?

However, judging from Deng Xianzhi's words, this Brother Chen doesn't seem to be lying.

"This kid from the Secret Painting Sect is naturally talking to Liu Kunsheng from Changbai Mountain."

At this moment, Liu Kunsheng also made a hand seal, and his illusory figure gradually solidified, so that even Dou Ruchang could see Liu Kunsheng's true form.

"Dou Ruchang of the Secret Painting School greets the senior!"

When Dou Ruchang saw Deng Xianzhi's domineering and cool black-haired youthful appearance, as well as the rising black energy, he was immediately dumbfounded and hurriedly bowed in respect.

Although these immortals are all animals that have become spirits, those who have achieved success in their cultivation are all truly formidable figures, and their cultivation time must have exceeded a hundred years.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a senior.

"Young man from the Secret Painting Sect, there's no need to be so polite. Just call me Uncle Liu Kunsheng. You're quite an interesting young man who's learned a hundred different arts. If you have the chance in the future, come visit Changbai Mountain. I'd like to see you in person!"

Liu Kunsheng grinned, sized up Dou Ruchang, and then spoke to Chen Yuan.

He couldn't see through this kid's future or past. He'd let Liu Huajiao take a look and see if he could figure anything out.

He was very interested.

"Since it is an invitation from a senior, I will definitely visit Changbai Mountain when I have the opportunity in the future."

Chen Yuan's eyes darted around, and then he clasped his hands in a fist and said.

Changbai Mountain is a wonderful place, especially since the old man used century-old ginseng from Changbai Mountain to make ginseng and snow toad pills, which can greatly increase qi and blood.

Moreover, he was quite curious about the methods of shamans.

What Deng Xianzhi just showed is probably only the tip of the iceberg.

"Boy, I'll be waiting for you!"

A hint of amusement flashed in Liu Kunsheng's golden vertical pupils. After saying this, the domineering and cool black-haired youth's phantom image suddenly disappeared.

"Uncle Liu Kunsheng, why are you running so fast?"