Chapter 394: The Handsome Scholar! The Ancient Sword! “If You Don’t Want to Die, Stay Right Where You Are!”
Li Yanchu’s face darkened; the thick, choking miasma of resentment and blood rising from the mountain told him just how many lives had been slaughtered here.
A place like this... and no one’s dealt with it? He gave a cold snort, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Following the trail of the densest demonic aura, he soon reached the heart of Mount Hong, where a hideous-looking demon soldier stepped out from the shadows with a spear in hand.
“Where did this Daoist come from?” the creature barked. “How dare you trespass on Mount Hong!”
There were two types of shape-shifting demons: one who relied on illusion and transformation, and one who had truly attained a human form through cultivation, a feat that required immense luck and special techniques. This small demon was clearly the former.
Li Yanchu’s expression stayed cold; he didn’t bother answering.
One after another, more than a dozen brutish demon soldiers appeared, armed with blades, spears, and halberds. They were wolves, leopards, and tigers in humanoid form, each wreathed in heavy resentment and blood qi.
“You damned Daoist! Our boss is talking to you!” shouted the first demon.
Crack!
A dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the air. Lightning and fire intertwined, engulfing the entire group in blinding light.
Lightning Pool Sand!
When Li Yanchu calmly withdrew the pure yang talisman weapon, all that remained of the demons were ashes scattered by the wind.