Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 132 Dual Polarity True Intent Battles the Great Demon_1

"Be cautious, it's a Great Demon at the Condensation Elixir Completion stage,"

The Daoist Chunyang Zi activated his inner core, forming a sword-finger gesture at his chest. His indigo Daoist robe stirred without any wind, and the immense qi flowed out from his body, yet it didn't disperse.

Instead, it condensed in front of him, slowly forming an antique Daoist sword phantasm as wide as two palms and as tall as a man.

Above the sword's body, the Yin Yang Fish pattern slowly revolved, exuding a sense of perfect balance and peace.

Dual Polarity True Intent!

As the signature skill of Baiyun Temple, it enjoyed a formidable reputation throughout the vast Qingzhou.

They wielded no swords, but this Dual Polarity Sword Intent was even sharper than the swords of Qingfeng Mountain.

"This time it has truly caused you trouble," Daoist Qingjing said with a sigh, glancing at Chunyang Zi.

The temple's master had sent the two of them down the mountain to retrieve the Martial Arts Techniques, yet before even meeting Yan Xingkong, they inadvertently clashed with a Great Demon.

"It's not like I was the one who dragged you into this," Chunyang Zi retorted with a roll of his eyes.

"That is true," Daoist Qingjing replied with a carefree smile, followed by the condensing of another Dual Polarity Sword Intent in front of him.

Since they had come this far, there was no point in having second thoughts.

To encounter a demon and not eliminate it, why even leave the mountain at all.

"..."

Xiao Qiangwei looked around, still unable to see Shen Yi's figure, and there were no signs of a battle nearby.

Even with utmost trust in the young man, her heart couldn't help but feel some panic at this moment.

Demons, in fact, were not much different from the human race, with most being wild demons, but there were also beings with profound backgrounds similar to prestigious families and sects. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

For example, the protective formation they encountered earlier seemed unremarkable, serving mainly to conceal one's presence and to cast simple illusions for deceiving the eyes, easily breached by intruders.

However, this very fact made the opponents seem all the stronger, as not everyone was willing to waste resources on such fanciful tricks.

Shen Yi had indeed demonstrated the brute force of a Refinement Martial Arts Master and hadn't concealed his shallow experience with spiritual practice.

The latter didn't even know what Dual Polarity True Intent was, let alone the intricate and unpredictable techniques of demons.

That he might have been outwitted by the opponent was not hard to understand.

"Miss Xiao, let's eliminate the demon before us first, then think of other matters," Daoist Qingjing subtly reminded her, with a hint of puzzlement in his heart.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be an experienced Silver Bell Demon Catcher, whose mentality in battle should be much stronger than that of two Daoist recluses like them, yet she seemed so unsettled.

"I know," Xiao Qiangwei took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and once again looked towards the front, her slender eyes brimming with a murderous intent.

The two Daoists, as elder powerhouses of Qingzhou, were no weaker than Jiang Chengyun.

With their assistance, even if they couldn't defeat a demon at the Condensation Elixir Completion realm, they at least wouldn't lose by much.

In the next moment, all three charged towards the verdant spring in the valley!

Almost simultaneously, a piercing cry rang out from within the Secluded Valley, followed quickly by the sudden appearance of a pair of azure-blue wings that blotted out the sky in the vision of the trio!

A massive shadow covered their forms.

The wings swept like blades cleaving the heavens, brutally slashing across!

Seeing this formidable momentum, the two Daoists narrowed their eyes, tipped lightly on the ground with their cloth shoes, and leapt nimbly into the air with incredibly fast reflexes, their sword fingers piercing straight out.

As if commanded, two broad Daoist sword phantasms burst forth at such a speed that even the surrounding environment seemed to warp!

As the gigantic wings swept through the air, they cut into the rugged cliffside like slicing through tofu.

Boom boom boom!

A terrifying slash appeared on the cliffside tens of feet high, and the entire upper half crumbled violently, causing the whole Secluded Valley to tremble!

It was at that moment that the two Daoist sword phantasms fiercely punctured the azure-blue wings, causing a flurry of feathers to scatter and a sharp clanging sound to fill the air.

Daoist Chunyang Zi positioned his right-hand sword finger before his chest while his left hand grasped his right wrist tightly, his loose sleeves wildly dancing, his arms trembling slightly: "What a sturdy demon body!"

"Charge in for the Taoist master!" The Qingjing Daoist had lost his earlier amicable demeanor, his crane-haired, youthful face filled with ferocity.

With a resounding clang, the phantoms of the two Daoist swords finally penetrated the wings, spurting a blood wave two zhang high, pouring down noisily, staining the emerald green secluded spring with a layer of red mist.

"Aaargh!"

The sharp cry of the bird rang out once more in response to the pain.

And at this moment, a figure clad in a long gown had arrived beside the wooden hut. Xiao Qiangwei's eyes glinted coldly as she launched an attack from the air toward the white-robed old man on the ground, the massive wings sprouting from his right arm.

Her palms carried fierce energy as she viciously struck down!

Boom!

An old woman blocked the way in front of her brother, bracing herself against the palm strike, her hunched body retreating repeatedly.

She barely steadied herself, her expression incredibly grim, "To be able to invite so many helpers, that thief has quite the connections, hmm? But I do wonder how big of a price he paid to have you all come here to die."

"The lady is charming indeed." Kong Jing's smile grew even wider as he wiped the dried blood on his arm with his luxurious feathered robe, then stepped forward to block the woman's path.

"..."

Xiao Qiangwei adjusted her breathing, the wound on her wrist that had been bandaged showed signs of splitting again, but her palm still stored the fierce energy.

Had anyone from the forces of Tingyang County heard this, they probably would have clarified the misunderstanding right away.

But neither the Demon-suppression Bureau nor the Baiyun Temple had ever had a tradition of explaining themselves to demons.

She took in the three figures before her eyes and made a judgment instantly.

One in the Condensation Elixir Completion realm, another in the Nascent Pill Realm, and a smaller one, likely in the fledgling pill realm.

Any of these three demons appearing in Qingzhou would likely require the Demon-suppression Great General to take action personally to keep the losses to a minimum.

Considering this, Xiao Qiangwei did not dare to give the opponent any chance to rest, and she launched another palm strike!

But to her surprise, it seemed that the phantom sword intent from earlier had enraged the old man, and a striking green light suddenly shone on the giant wing he slashed with!

It was a Qinglin feather hidden among the other feathers.

The moment it lit up, an invisible ripple seemed to spread in the air, and as the ripple touched the phantom of the Daoist sword, it cleanly and decisively snapped in half, dissipating into the sky as pure energy.

The old woman extended her right arm, revealing a Crimson Feather.

As a gentle red light surged, the horrifying wound on the old man's wing caused by the Daoist swords closed before one's eyes as if nothing had happened.

Compared to Xiao Qiangwei,

The reactions of the two Daoists were even more pronounced as they watched the Dual Polarity Sword Intent crumble, their breathing turning rapid.

And seeing the hard-earned piercing wound heal, their sword fingers became even less stable, "Indeed... a Great Demon... with a legacy..."

"Hahahaha!" Kong Jing seemed to greatly enjoy this sensation, his hands suddenly extended with feathers illuminating on both arms, one green and one red, both shining brightly.

"Jing'er, get out of the way!" Before he could finish laughing, the old man suddenly barked with a stern tone.

The moment his words were uttered, an aura carrying the sharpness that could cleave the sky locked onto the spot, drawing the attention of everyone present.

On the edge of the valley cliff on the other side.

The disheveled man stood up straight, his face sallow. He held a dazzling divine bow, and with his other hand, he slowly drew the bowstring.

The slender bowstring felt as heavy as a mountain.

Yan Xingkong looked steadily at Kong Jing, his aura unbridled, bulging veins on his arms, his skin splitting open, almost instantly drenching his clothes in blood.

The bow drawn to four and a half parts.

He had intended to use his legs to push against the bow arms, but his right leg had already lost sensation.

He resorted to grabbing the bowstring roughly with his palms, his face becoming even more distorted as he pulled the string back a bit more.

Hair wildly dancing, his draw of the bow like a half-moon!

A splendid white light converged on the bow, and though he stared at Kong Jing, the arrow aimed unhesitatingly at the old man!