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"He borrowed the power of the True Martial Emperor and is now suffering the backlash..."

"What should I do?"

Lu Jin was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

"We can't just keep watching him..."

"Looking?"

Lu Ci suddenly let out a cold laugh, his eyes filled with madness.

"When have my brothers, Lü Ci's brothers, ever needed someone else to watch over them?"

After saying that, he ignored everyone's attempts to stop him and rushed straight into the depths of the black mist, his target Shuten-dōji!

"Lu Ci! Come back!"

Lu Ren was shocked and quickly chased after him.

Lü Ci's loud laughter echoed from within the black mist.

"Chen Qi! You brat, hold on! I'm going to tear that damn gourd apart right now!"

In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed that a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Chen Qi's lowered face.

"May the True Martial Emperor descend and vanquish evil!"

Chen Qi bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the bronze sword in the center of the altar.

The crimson color seeped into the patterns on the sword, and in an instant, a golden light split open in the clouds above the heavens, piercing straight into his crown chakra.

"boom--"

A Daoist chant resounded in his mind, and three illusory divine talismans unfolded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

On the left, the Demon-Slaying Sword Talisman shone with dazzling golden light; in the middle, the Flying Sword Talisman swirled with silver light; and on the right, the Heavenly Soldiers array exuded a murderous aura.

"Disciple selects heavenly soldiers for blessing!"

Without hesitation, Chen Qi grabbed the ball of light on the right.

In an instant, the Big Dipper appeared in the clear blue sky, and seven beams of star power fell like silver ribbons. The bronze sword in his hand was transformed with a clang.

The Big Dipper pattern appeared on the sword's blade, and black lightning that seemed to cleave through space flowed along its edge.

"The Northern Black-Horned Demon-Slaying Sword is here!"

The black flags surrounding the altar moved without wind, their fluttering sound transforming them into massive, dark banners that blotted out the sky.

Chen Qi felt his bones crackling and every inch of his skin covered in silver lightning runes, and the image of Zhenwu, with a tortoise and snake coiled around his back, was faintly visible.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Shuten-dōji suddenly sprang up, his hundred-foot-tall demonic body compressing into a crimson iron pestle, which shot straight into the sky, wreathed in karmic fire.

Wherever it passed, the air twisted and exploded, leaving a trail of fire a kilometer long behind it.

Chen Qi pointed his sword at the sky, and nine pillars of lightning, each as thick as a water bucket, instantly cleaved down from the dark clouds.

Silvery lightning crisscrossed into a net, colliding with crimson fireballs in mid-air.

The deafening roar caused rocks to crumble within a ten-mile radius, and the shockwave, a spherical contraption of thunder and fire, instantly leveled three mountain peaks.

With a crisp "crack", the lightning shield around Chen Qi shattered.

Shuten-dōji grinned and extended his demonic claws from the flames.

"Mere thunder magic—"

"boom!"

The fist, imbued with the power of the Big Dipper, slammed solidly into the demon's face.

Chen Qi's right sleeve exploded into pieces, revealing skin covered with star-shaped markings.

Shuten-dōji was sent flying backward, crashing through seven layers of mountain walls before finally stopping.

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The Northern Black Dragon Horned Demon-Slaying Sword was plunged into the ground, and the Big Dipper patterns on the blade lit up one by one.

A dragon's roar echoed from the depths of the earth, and five golden torrents burst forth from the ground.

Those were the Five Elements Dragon Veins forcibly extracted by the sword intent! Just as Shuten-dōji was about to get up, the first golden dragon pierced through his chest.

"Roar--!"

The demon's screams shook the clouds. A second golden dragon coiled around its left arm, strangling it until its flesh and bones were reduced to rotten mud under the dragon's power.

The remaining three golden dragons locked the head, right leg, and waist respectively. The five dragons converged to form a golden vortex, which crushed the ten-zhang-tall demon body into a meat patty.

Just as the watching cultivators were about to cheer, a crimson figure darted out from the pool of blood.

Shuten-dōji's spirit condensed into a three-headed, six-armed demon, its six demonic hands tearing open a spatial rift as it tried to escape.

"True Martial Soap Carved Banner!"

Chen Qi flicked his wrist and threw out the large black banner.

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The flag rose a thousand feet high in the wind, and twelve golden bells at the end of the banner rang simultaneously.

The sky suddenly darkened like the dead of night, and the primordial spirit crashed into an invisible barrier, scattering sparks everywhere.

The Northern Black-Headed Demon-Slaying Sword flew up on its own, its tip aligned with the Big Dipper, trailing a black light as it pierced through the primordial spirit.

"Do not--!"

Amidst the piercing screams, his primordial spirit crumbled inch by inch.

The sword light continued its relentless advance, cleaving a mountain peak a hundred miles away in two, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

Suddenly, the altar shook violently.

Chen Qi looked up and saw a beam of blue light descending from a crack in the clouds. Wherever it passed, vegetation grew wildly and then withered instantly, and rocks turned into jade and then crumbled into sand.

The oppressive force contained within that light made even someone blessed by Zhenwu feel weak in the knees.

"This is..."

Chen Qi gripped the divine sword tightly and discovered that the Big Dipper pattern on the blade was pulsating wildly.

The Zhenwu Black Carved Flag flew back to its side automatically, and the Twenty-Eight Mansions constellation on the flag began to rotate counterclockwise.

The old Taoist priest in purple robes, who was watching from afar, suddenly knelt down.

"The heavens have revealed a sign, a sage has appeared!"

The compass in his sleeve exploded into powder with a "bang," and seven copper coins floated in the shape of the Big Dipper, pointing towards the blue light.

The remaining demon blood of Shuten-dōji suddenly boiled, forming blood-red runes on the rocks.

Just as Chen Qi was about to check, a wisp of the azure light suddenly separated and wrapped around his wrist.

The instant his skin came into contact with the blue light, he saw a vertical pupil open in the depths of the starry sky...

The smoke of battle had cleared from the Qishan battlefield, but the air was filled with a strange smell of burning and blood.

The moment Chen Qi released the Reverse Life Triple State, the white Qi flames surrounding his body dissipated, revealing his young but tired face.

He slowly descended from a height of thirty meters, his bearskin coat fluttering in the cold wind, the hem still stained with the black demon blood of Shuten-dōji.

"The ancestral master has appeared!"

A young disciple from Longhu Mountain knelt down with a thud, his forehead hitting the snow hard.

This shout caused the hundred or so extraordinary people present to kneel down in unison, and even several family heads subconsciously bent their knees.

Only Zhang Shoucheng squinted, his hand gripping the healing talisman until it was burning hot.

"Everyone get up!"

Uncle Lu suddenly roared, his snow-white eyebrows trembling violently.

"Open your dog eyes and look! This is Little Celestial Master Chen Qi!"

As if to confirm his words, Chen Qi landed precisely on a protruding basalt rock.

After the reversal of his life force completely faded, he looked to be no more than twenty years old, his face so pale it was almost transparent, only his eyes still burning with an unquenched fighting spirit.

The most striking thing was his iconic bearskin coat—three rips were torn open on the right shoulder by Shuten-dōji's demonic claws, revealing the dark red lining underneath.

The head of the Lü family gasped.

"It really is him... but Shuten-dōji..."

Before the words were finished, a deafening collapse suddenly came from the distant valley.

Everyone turned to look and saw that Shuten-dōji's thirty-meter-tall remains were slowly disintegrating, with purplish-black demonic energy surging everywhere.

Wherever those demonic energies passed, the snow melted instantly, revealing the scorched earth beneath.

"To slay a thousand-year-old demon with human strength..."

The iron gall bladder in the Gao family head's hand spun rapidly, the metallic scraping sound piercing the eardrums.

"Was Zhang Tianshi not much different when he was young?"

Chen Qi suddenly coughed, and a trickle of blood slid down the corner of his mouth.

He casually wiped it away with the back of his hand, a gesture that revealed the Bagua pattern embroidered on the cuffs of his bearskin coat—the Qian position was damaged, but the Kun position was unusually bright.

"Don't force yourself."

Zhang Shoucheng strode forward and simultaneously slapped three blue healing talismans onto Chen Qi's Dazhui, Lingtai, and Mingmen acupoints on his back.

The talisman ignited with a ghostly blue flame the moment it touched the skin, but strangely, it did not burn the clothes.

"The Reverse Rebirth Triple Exhaustion consumed seventy percent of your essence and blood. It's a miracle you can still stand and speak now."

Chen Qi twitched the corner of his mouth.

"My master's Three Talents Rejuvenation Talisman is still so painful."

"It's good to feel pain!"

Zhang Shoucheng then took out five more purple talismans and skillfully affixed them to Chen Qi's joints.

"Feeling pain means your life force hasn't dissipated. If you felt comfort, then even a celestial being couldn't save you!"

Lu Jin squeezed through the crowd; his usually neat long robe was now stained with blood.

He stared at Chen Qi for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Good lad! What did I say during the Daoist discussion at Longhu Mountain last year? You will surely achieve great things within thirty years!"

"Senior Lu said back then that he might be able to withstand three of my moves thirty years from now."

Chen Qi corrected him earnestly, but fine laugh lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

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Lu Ci appeared beside Lu Jin at some point, his usually gloomy face now showing a rare expression of admiration.

"Where is Shuten-dōji's demon core?"

"Broken."

Chen Qi answered casually, rummaging in the inner pocket of his bearskin coat for a moment before pulling out a handful of dark purple crystalline powder.

"The demonic energy is too strong; it cannot be allowed to remain."

Upon hearing this, the crowd stirred again.

Lu Ci's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he was about to speak when he was interrupted by a series of hurried footsteps.

"I knew Brother Chen was extraordinary!"

Fengping rushed to the front row, his coin-shaped braid swaying excitedly behind his head.

"Back when we were fighting the Corpse King in western Hunan, Brother Chen's hand grenade technique..."

"Fengping!"