“Yaa—” Papi San finally came to a halt, but it was only a fleeting pause. An indomitable roar pierced through the clouds, his untamed wildness refusing to admit defeat, especially not within the imperial palace, the symbol of supreme authority!
A myriad of magical artifacts descended like mountains collapsing overhead. Qiao San first lowered his waist, then suddenly straightened his body, shook his shoulders, trembled his arms, and in an instant, the wild figure let out a long roar, growing into a towering presence that seemed to reach the heavens!
Each magical treasure was repelled into the air. Papi San firmly stepped forth his third step. With a mere thought, his sword tip pierced through the left chancellor’s body. With a twist of sword light, he not only shredded the villain’s physical form but also his resentful soul!
“Xi!” The ferocity of this monster made all cultivators collectively gasp in shock. Gazing at the defiant figure amidst the blood mist, an inexplicable fear arose in everyone’s heart.
“Attack! Eliminate this demon!” Fear can make people retreat, but it can also drive them mad. A group of cultivators who claimed to be righteous rushed forward frenziedly. In their bloodlust, they never considered how different their methods were from the monsters they had previously hunted.
Why must those called demons be killed? How many of these so-called demons truly deserved death?
Could it really be that—those not of our kind must harbor ill intentions and warrant destruction?
Kill, kill, kill… Nothing but killing!
With one sword strike, the left chancellor fell. As the veil of hatred lifted from his senses, Qiao San finally regained his clarity.
As his true nature resurfaced, Papi San immediately realized the dire situation—he was not only surrounded but gravely wounded, no longer capable of resisting the combined might of the cultivators.
“Fellow Daoists, the demon’s magic is nearly depleted! Whoever slays this monster will surely receive a grand reward from the Emperor!” The national preceptor’s cunning was absolutely exceptional. While encouraging others to rush forward for glory, he himself quietly slowed his pace.
Do not over-pursue a desperate foe; a cornered dog might leap over a wall. Even more so when facing a powerful demon’s dying counterattack!
Outside the Golden Hall, another group of cultivators had already sealed the ghost gate. Beigong Ping was the first to rush back into the hall, his demon-slaying sword rising into the air. However, just as the Marquis Beigong left the ground, his figure was abruptly yanked back.
“Father, protecting the right chancellor is crucial. Be careful of unexpected dangers!”
Before the frowning young master finished speaking, he himself charged into the fray.
The Marquis Beigong stared blankly at the back of Beigong Zheng, who was now cutting through the air with fierce momentum, his mind filled with confusion for a long while. Although Beigong Zheng’s move had caught Beigong Ping off guard, the latter had been utterly powerless to resist. When had Beigong Zheng become so powerful in cultivation? Strange, truly strange!
The fake nobleman, gliding without touching the ground, shifted his thoughts, and the Demon-Exterminating Bow slid into his hands.
The Demon-Exterminating Bow, the Arrow Without Shadow!
A scene from the past repeated itself, but the power of the invisible arrow had vastly improved.
“Demon! Taste this arrow from this young master!” The bowstring was drawn into a full moon shape. Though the arrow was invisible, its whistling sound filled with killing intent tightened the hearts of the cultivators.
“Master Beigong, be careful not to harm fellow Daoists!”
At this moment, several cultivators were encircling Qiao San, and Beigong Zheng’s “assistance” in this rage only made things worse.
“Whoosh!”
The national preceptor’s attempt to stop him was too late. The rash frowning young master had already poured all his magical energy into this arrow. The arrow not only tore a sharp path through the air but also sparked violently.
Under the “cooperation” of the confused cultivators, a miraculous passage emerged amidst the chaos—a path of life and death directly facing Qiao San and Beigong Zheng.
The invisible arrow indeed struck Papi San—right in the soft sword he held. The sword flew, and the person was wounded. Unprepared, Qiao San had already been struggling to hold on, and now blood splattered across his chest.
“Excellent!” With one arrow achieving success, the crowd erupted in astonishment. The old emperor, cowering beneath his dragon throne, was even excited enough to crawl out, frantically waving his hands and shouting orders.
“It’s you!” The lightning dancing at Qiao San’s fingertips paused as he stared at the approaching “expert,” suddenly at a loss.
“Demon, you are completely surrounded. Surrender and your body shall remain intact!” The immense magical power freed Beigong Zheng from earthly constraints, and hovering in the air, he once again drew the Demon-Exterminating Bow.
Hmm?! Beigong Zheng’s unfamiliar tone startled Qiao San. He couldn’t believe this fake noble would fail to recognize him!
The superhuman string of thought vibrated instantly. Calm now, Qiao San listened carefully to Beigong Zheng’s murderous words. Indeed, his situation was critical. Now that the left chancellor was dead, why remain here to die?
“Demon! Where do you think you can escape to?” Beigong Zheng spoke cruelly again, drawing the Demon-Exterminating Bow with even greater force. The cultivators instinctively stepped back, fearing injury from the powerful invisible arrow.
A subtle change in intent added new confusion to Qiao San’s mind. Was Beigong Zheng trying to signal him to escape? It should… not be possible, right? Yet, the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
Amidst the crowd’s anticipation, the invisible divine arrow was released. The cultivators instinctively prepared to pile on the fallen, while only the Marquis Beigong’s eyes flickered with an odd light. His demon-slaying sword trembled slightly in his hand but ultimately remained still.
“Boom!” The invisible arrow exploded—within the Golden Hall, as Papi San suddenly transformed into a black shadow clinging to the ground, the arrow lost its target. Overpowered, it slipped from Beigong Zheng’s control and struck the thick wall of the hall.
“Ahh!” The helpless sigh still floated in the air when the cultivators’ expressions turned to alarm. They hadn’t expected the demon to be so despicable, escaping along the path created by the arrow’s explosion.
“Pursue!” Again, Beigong Zheng reacted fastest. Amidst the chaos, the Demon-Exterminating Bow swayed in the wind, the bowstring appearing beneath his feet, carrying his figure like a shooting star across the sky!
The miraculous power of the Ten-Sun Pearl indeed made the Three Realms envious. First came the Ghost姬’s sudden transformation, now Beigong Zheng’s leap forward. Oh, and there’s Qing Niang too—would she also undergo some strange transformation?
Various magical treasures soared into the sky. Cultivators from different sects swarmed through the large hole in the wall, chasing out but seeing no trace of the demon. They only caught sight of Beigong Zheng’s trailing robe, naturally prompting a stampede of pursuit.
In the blink of an eye, only the ordinary officials remained inside the hall, along with the now self-important old emperor. Instinctively wiping the cold sweat from their brows, they eventually fled in panic from the ominous palace.
“Heh, heh…” After the Golden Hall was left in ruins, from a corner of the hall, a shadow “fell.”
The restored Papi San staggered and nearly collapsed. Though he possessed the Ten-Sun Constitution, this time he had faced numerous magical weapons alone, sustaining grave injuries that wouldn’t heal quickly. The once fearless Papi San couldn’t help but regret again.
Sigh… It seems pretending to be a hero never ends well. It’s better to remain a scoundrel after all!
Glancing around, Qiao San pondered briefly before transforming once more into a shadow, slipping into hidden places untouched by sunlight.
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