On one hand, helping Yuan Laoxi to make use of Chai Asi, on the other hand, aiding Chai Asi to guard against Yuan Laoxi, the great and mighty spirit god surnamed Jiang truly seems somewhat busy.
After all, starting at a lower point in Mo Yun City, no matter how it’s managed, it seems too slow.
Even when tugging at both ends, Yuan Laoxi and Chai Asi, taking care of the injuries is still a drop in the bucket.
After all, even with the full power of the Fruit and Flower Club, it is quite difficult to collect medicines effective for the Demon King’s injuries.
Not to mention these two incense masters below.
Jiang Wang is now primarily using these rather expensive medicinal herbs to enhance the self-healing capabilities of the Golden Frame and Jade Marrow.
Of course, the daily illumination of Tianfu’s light is also indispensable.
But this recovery speed, for someone struggling alone to survive in the Demon clan’s territory, is still too slow...
No matter what kind of predicament one is in, personal strength is always the foundation for dealing with everything.
As long as the injuries are not healed, he cannot have peace of mind for a day.
Chai Asi is now a rising star famous in Flower Street, a young talent registered for the Jin Yang Tai martial arts tournament. Yuan Laoxi is the behind-the-scenes ruler of Flower Street, rapidly developing as the Pope of the Faceless Cult in the dark world.
But the strength and power of these two are far from reaching the Demon King level.
Thus as night falls, there appears a fat figure on the streets of Mo Yun City—
This demon wears black night clothes, a black face veil, and has twin swords inserted on their back.
Moving with unbelievable agility for their body type, swiftly along the rooftops.
The blood moon hangs in the sky, a perfect hour for slaughter.
"Who?"
As black boots step on the green tiles, a low shout echoes from a certain room.
Dozens of dense blood energies ignite almost simultaneously.
The masked fat demon slightly pauses, rubble cracks sound. The massive body directly plunges into the room!
The room has a faint sandalwood scent, and its arrangement seems to be a hidden temple, but the dim candlelight makes it ominous.
The gathered "devotees" reveal ferocious faces, with evil aura surrounding them.
As the masked fat demon falls, the double swords are already drawn, leaving the back like geese spreading wings, cutting through falling tiles and timber chips...blade’s hum never stops.
Swish swish swish swish, the blade shines like jolting lightning, brightening the darkened chamber.
No more screams, as no time was left for them to sound.
After the tossed electric silence, only thud thud thud thud, the sound of bodies hitting the ground. The devotees in this hidden temple are all slain cleanly.
At this moment, the remaining shattered rooftop tiles have yet to completely fall.
Dust and debris scatter amidst, the masked fat demon kneels on one knee, arms crossed in front, the pair of sword edges raised fiercely behind him akin to cast iron wings.
His cold eyes, within the cross of his arms, look mercilessly forward—
There stands a Buddha statue seated on a lotus platform.
The statue’s divine light flickers, suggesting treasure’s aura, clearly often receives incense.
With kind brows and good eyes, an expression of compassion, wearing a kasaya, seemingly a benevolent and righteous Buddha.
Both earlobes large like pearl pendants, exactly shimmering with the golden glow of the Demon Mark.
Only the seated lotus platform is black.
The type of black that absorbs all light.
Before the black lotus Buddha statue, stands a demoness with a saintly face, thin veil lightly covering, spring allure vaguely exposed.
She is the only one who didn’t act just now, and the only one who survived, her voice extremely seductive: "Husband! How come without invitation?"
But before anyone could digest her charm.
The black lotus Buddha statue behind her suddenly sprouts fangs, transforming into a terrifying appearance. The lotus below slightly rotates, the Buddha light behind the statue instantly expands, turning into a horribly shaped giant shadow, covering the whole temple!
That shadow—
Evil eyes congregate, bone spikes like a forest, black foul blood dripping.
An extremely evil proclamation reverberates here, shaking body and soul: "Having met the World Honored One, how can you not follow?!"
The statue manifests, the Evil God descends!
This is certainly quite a frightening scene. Yet the masked fat demon holding twin swords merely flashes a gaze, revealing within his pupils a divine seal etched with frost-white wind.
As soon as the seal appears, the cold and cruel voice halts abruptly, as if seized by some great presence.
"I am...ugh!"
The light and shadows suddenly shift dramatically.
Buddha petals rain down, gold lotus blossoms from the ground, and the sound of bells and chants rise.
Brilliant hues rush past like a torrent, vaguely like a giant Buddha’s hand descending to grab away something.
Thus any shadow Buddha light, evil eye bone spikes, Buddha treasure light, black lotus statue...all vanish.
Only a shattered offering table remains.
Before the offering table, the demoness who lost all vitality.
The originally saintly-faced beautiful demoness now heavily wrinkled, extremely aged, collapses among the table fragments, emitting a vile stench, barely breathing: "You...you are..."
The massive masked demon, merely sheathed the swords, rose and walked out.
His figure of crossed swords along his back, showed not a hint of pause.
And the dead’s blood in the room, meandering like a river, finally gathered in the house’s center, leaving calm four characters, in blood-red—
"Peaceful Ghost Messenger."
God-slaying, ghost exterminating, peace on earth.
Peaceful Ghost Messenger, specialized in annihilating cults and evil gods!
This title is the most feared god slayer in Mo Yun City’s underground world recently.
In the Monster Realm, the Divine Way flourishes, all sorts of evil gods emerge endlessly.
Historically, those upholding justice who see slaying evil gods as their duty are not absent. But in Mo Yun City’s history, none have a title as resounding as today’s "Peaceful Ghost Messenger."
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