Chapter 33: The White Horse and the Red Garment
The gates of Fulong Manor opened once again. The Demon Suppression Army was still stationed outside, along with those who hunted demons.
Their eyes remained fixed on the manor's interior. From within the gates, a white-clad youth emerged, riding a white horse.
They looked behind the youth on horseback, finding that he was alone.
"That man is the court fugitive we've heard about."
"They say he's a Li Mountain disciple, daring enough to kill court officials. Truly audacious," murmured the surrounding cultivators.
"Demons are wreaking havoc in Lin'an City, yet here you all stand, calling yourselves demon hunters rather than fighting demons," Li Fan said as his gaze swept across the crowd. At that moment, Lin'an County was being consumed by rampant demons, and yet these self-proclaimed demon hunters merely guarded Fulong Manor.
The crowd fell silent, unmoving. Hunt demons?
*With demons running rampant, what kind of cultivation strength did they have to do such a thing?* *Wouldn't they simply get swallowed whole by the demons?* *Sticking close to the court's army was the real path.* It was rumored that Fulong Manor was brimming with treasures; if they managed to break through its defenses, who knew what riches they might gain?
The Demon Suppression Army remained utterly motionless. Not far behind them, demons roamed freely, as if unseen by the army. A chilling aura of slaughter emanated from the soldiers, their war horses snorting, and their armor glinting like fire under the sunlight.
The man leading the army was clad in pitch-black iron armor, a long spear firmly gripped in his hand. Suddenly, he raised the spear, prompting the entire Demon Suppression Army to simultaneously raise theirs. The collective roar of warriors thundered through the air, bloodthirst and killing intent enveloping the surroundings.
The youth let a trace of mockery flicker across his face. Riding his white horse forward, the sound of hooves echoed as Sword Intent surrounded his figure. With each step forward, this Sword Intent grew stronger—becoming towering waves of Sword Aura—and solidified into blades suspended around him.