Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 197 - 148 Slaying Demons and Eliminating Evil

Chapter 197: Chapter 148 Slaying Demons and Eliminating Evil

A fallen leaf was blown into the air.

The Tiger Leader was on his last breath, looking up at the young man in plain black clothes and hair, his tiger skin twitching, his Adam’s apple rolling, gasping heavily, mixed with the low inhale of his flattened lungs.

More than once, his gaze revealed a plea for mercy, but the man in front of him was colder than the blade in his hand.

He had just gone out to look for his subordinates and had just stepped out of the town when he saw a man and a woman walking proudly. Seeing this, he did not shout or show any fear on his face.

The Tiger Leader, being meticulous, didn’t provoke the two, guessing they might be some prodigies of the Human Race.

However, the male of the two suddenly drew his sword and attacked. There was almost no communication between them; he hadn’t even revealed his form before he started retreating.

The only interaction might have been the man glancing at the empty town and the bloodstains on the ground, then without hesitation, he struck with his sword.

The Tiger Leader tried to defend himself, but his arm holding the weapon broke instantly. He tried to run, but his right leg was severed by the sword light.

He could sense that the opponent’s Dao Foundation was only at the Fifth Level, barely higher than his own at the Fourth Level fulfilled.

But the man needed only to draw his sword and swing, his sword light rendering all tricks useless.

Everything happened too fast for him to think.

Why did this person attack him, and why was he so strong?

Using his peripheral vision, he saw the handsome young man and Guardian Yang outside the ruins, the Tiger Leader’s heart slowly eased.

With his Highness here, all shall be well.

Guardian Yang’s beard grew wildly, seemingly alive and uncontrolled, his cultivation fully displayed.

Eighth Level of Dao Foundation, Fourth Level fulfilled, totaling Twelve Levels.

"How daring, to harm my Fox Clan’s protector!"

Hu Yuan slightly raised his hand, his gaze stopping the protector, and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, we have no grudge or enmity. What is the conflict about? Was it our protector who provoked you, or is there some other reason?"

"If it pertains to the townspeople here, I implore you to forgive us. It was out of necessity, as the rural villagers do not understand the rules and offended us first. We are willing to compensate you, Fellow Daoist, so please put down your weapon and let us discuss this."

Half of the townspeople had fled, and the other half had been eaten by them.

But to speak of offense, it was probably just some youths trying to protect their families by taking up arms.

For Hu Yuan’s noble status, anyone who dares to wage war against him deserved death. But he knew that these rules belonged to the Fox Clan, from Qingqiu Grotto Heaven, and could not be applied to outsiders of the Human Race.

Besides, this place was Immortal Land, mostly inhabited by cultivators from the Human Clan of the Immortal Sect.

Lying dormant for a thousand years had rid Hu Yuan of the typical flaws of other royal members. He knew well that by showing force and retracting a step proactively, many conflicts could be avoided.

Even in disputes between humans and demons, compromise and cooperation were possible. Hu Yuan had recently collaborated with a Venerable of the Human Clan, and this crossing of borders by the Devil Clan’s talents was also facilitated by him.

Now he thought it best to resolve this with money.

Splurt!

A tiger’s head flew up, landing in front of Hu Yuan.

Gu Wen turned his head, looking down from his elevated position at the two demons, his tone calm, "I am not from around here, and I have never met these townspeople. I don’t know their names, nor how many there are in their families."

"But that doesn’t stop me from killing him, nor does it stop me from killing you."

Behind him, thousands of spiritual swords rose from the ground, and Chi Yu Zi, stepping on the Sword River, sealed off a ten-mile radius.

Surrounded by enemies, a murderous aura filled the sky.

Is it them?!

Hu Yuan took in a slight breath, his mind shaken as he already knew the origins of these two.

The focal point of today’s great disaster, intending to resurrect the Great Demon Qingcang, but shouldn’t they be hiding?

Yet this was also good; having leverage here, he probably wouldn’t dare to act recklessly and just needed to intimidate a bit. Knowing they couldn’t easily handle him, they should leave.

"Fellow Daoist, likely from the Sanqing Taoist Sect, striking now might not benefit you. How about this, if you let us leave, as for the matters here..."

Clang!

Behind him, thousands of sword lights lit up, Chi Yu Zi’s eyes cold, driving the spiritual swords wrapped in an overwhelming murderous intent forward.

Guardian Yang was prepared; his body suddenly expanded to eight meters, bursting out of his clothes, transforming from a human-dog appearance to a monstrous sheep-headed demon.

The Devil Clan’s cultivation resembled the Magic Skill of the Demon Sect, which also involves the refinement of bloodlines or envisioning Innate God Demons to obtain transcendent powers. However, compared to the Demon Sect’s Divine Blood, the Devil Clan has a unique advantage—they can pass on the Innate God Demon bloodline they have condensed.

A Devil Saint or even a Devil Immortal, with the Innate Divine Blood, their offspring produced through special means also possess Divine Blood and can continue the lineage.

Hu Yuan’s ancestor was a Devil Immortal, and Guardian Yang’s ancestor was a Devil Saint, which made the former even more noble.

Guardian Yang’s fur transformed into steel needles shooting up into the sky, and in an instant, he was engulfed by endless spiritual swords, smashing into the house on his right and collapsing pillars falling and bricks and tiles shattering as dust filled the air.

"You bloody kid, don’t underestimate this old man!"

Guardian Yang’s dharma form reappeared, bolstered by his already massive demonic body, the dharma form reaching thirty meters tall. Like a small mountain, the dharma form held up a thousand spiritual swords, his fist exploding the swords in mid-air.

Taking another step, his thirty-meter body now ten meters off the ground, he reached out to grab Chi Yu Zi.

The latter stood resolutely unmoved, his hands forming a Sword technique, his orange-red eyes shining with spirit light.

"Condense!"