Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Lord Chen was the only remaining Inspector at the Demon Suppression Bureau Headquarters.

Zhang Xuan hoped more than anyone that the person coming would be him, but at this moment, he could only shake his head, "What I have requested for this time is the newly appointed Inspector Shen Yi."

Shen Yi?

Yang Qianxiang fell silent for a moment, unable to find even a trace of this name in his memory.

"Officer Shen hails from Qingzhou and is a Disciple of the Martial Temple."

Zhang Xuan knew all too well what the other was thinking and said anxiously, "That Leopard Demon Lord has been slain by Officer Shen. I urge you, General, to quickly dispatch troops to take back control of Nanyue City, and then follow me to find the Inspector."

After hearing his words, Yang Qianxiang felt as if a giant hammer had struck his mind, leaving him somewhat dizzy, and muttered, "A Disciple of the Martial Temple, that means a Yin God Cultivator. Why didn't you consult with me before taking action?"

True, the Yin God Cultivators of the Martial Temple all possess profound realms of cultivation.

But even if you hold a jade token that can command the Incense Willpower of any state, don't forget, Song State has lost four prefectures. Now with only so little Incense Willpower, whether it's for my use as General or for that unfamiliar Officer Shen, what effect can it truly have?

Song State had sacrificed who knows how many lives just to barely stabilize two Demon Kings.

Though the collapse was imminent, there was still some time left.
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For them, every additional day held hope that Lord Chen would return. Now, why prematurely disrupt the situation?

"Consult? Does an Inspector need to consult with you or me when doing their duty?"

Zhang Xuan clenched his teeth, pulling out the skull from his chest, "At least, Officer Shen helped me bring him back. I couldn't bring myself to stop it."

Having said that, his eyes showed a hint of ferocity, "Please, General, do not hesitate. The Inspector is still trapped in the Demon horde in Nanyue Prefectural City. Quickly dispatch the Demon-suppression Great General and Golden Bell Demon Catchers, and join me in bolstering our forces!"

"..."

Yang Qianxiang grabbed his thinning hair in frustration and turned to sigh at the deputy commander behind him, "Pass on my command, tell them to assemble towards the four lost prefectures as fast as they can."

After that, he mounted the Demon Horse with a wooden expression, "Lead the way."

"You aren't going as a Yin God?"

Zhang Xuan was astonished; it was unheard of for a Jiuzhou General to personally venture into dangerous territory in their physical body.

"What's the point?"

Yang Qianxiang glanced sideways at him, his gaunt face void of any emotion.

Song State had already done everything feasible.

He was just a Martial Immortal, not an actual deity; there was no way he could deal with two Demon Kings, both far stronger than him at the same time.

This was actually good.

The Inspector made a decision for Song State, so he, the weary old man, didn't have to worry anymore.

As for offending the Crimson Eye Demon King and causing it to shift attention back to the Demon Suppression Bureau from the other Demon King... now that it was done, there was no need to think about it any further.

"Take good care of this old friend for me." Zhang Xuan carefully handed over the skull to the deputy commander.

The next moment.

The Black Scaled Jiao Horse soared into the sky, carrying the two men away from the city of Song State.

"Is this the way to Nanyue City?" Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt something was amiss.

"Officer Shen should have already gone to the county town below," replied Zhang Xuan softly. From earlier events in the city, it seemed the young Inspector only appeared aloof and reticent, but he was actually meticulous and cared just as much for the common people.

"Exactly what kind of being have you brought back..."

Yang Qianxiang furrowed his brows tightly, unable to hold back a complaint.

As a Yin God Cultivator, charging alone into a prefectural city occupied by demons, without anyone to protect him, it was incredibly perilous.

"Officer Shen said he... knows a bit about the Body Refining Technique,"

Zhang Xuan was also worried but still tried to comfort him.

Although he was unsure how much "a bit" really meant, the other party shouldn't be rash.

"I have been garrisoning Song State for many years and have never acted recklessly,"

Yang Qianxiang said self-deprecatingly, "I never thought my first time would cost me half of the remaining Song State."

The Black Scaled Jiao Horse galloped at full force, its speed hardly inferior to the Teleportation Art.

Soon, they arrived above a county town.

Yang Qianxiang looked down.

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He had not dared to look straight at the lost four prefectures for a long time, not even a glance through his Yin God.

Back when the city was breached, corpses were strewn everywhere, and numerous young men dressed in black lay dead at the feet of his Yin God. Even up to this moment, their wails still echoed in his ears.

He took in the situation within the county town.

Yang Qianxiang's face showed a slight change.

The streets were packed with people scrambling in madness, some crying and laughing loudly, some kneeling and pounding the ground, but at a glance, it seemed no traces of demons could be found.

The two exchanged looks, suppressing the confusion in their hearts, and spurred their horses towards other locations once more.

They even split up to act separately for a while.

Upon reuniting, the shock in their eyes could not be concealed any longer.

"Something's not right! Something's not right!"

The places they passed by were devoid of any demonic beasts, not even corpses to be found.

If it was said they had been slain... that was clearly something that could only be done by summoning a Yin God.

"Has Officer Shen summoned his Yin God outside?"

Zhang Xuan lost his composure, not understanding why the other would take such a risk. Shen Yi came from the Imperial City and was a Disciple of the Martial Temple, yet he seemed even more anxious than these local Demon Suppression Bureau bailiffs.

"What I'm worried about is... since he's so anxious, where is he going now?"

Yang Qianxiang swallowed his saliva, the answer was self-evident.

"To the Crimson Eye Divine Lord Temple!"

Inside the lost four prefectures, every county town had a Crimson Eye Divine Lord Temple.

But the place they were talking about was where the Demon King truly resided.

...

In the very center of the four prefectures.

A steep cliff was carved into a rough statue, about a dozen zhang tall, depicting a beast-faced humanoid figure with feathered headgear and fish-scale armor, sitting within the mountain, holding a long spear in its left hand and resting its right hand on its knee.

The direction those eyes were looking at was Song State City.

Its feet were on the ground, surrounded by densely packed altars of incense, with thick smoke rising, forming a cloud of auspiciousness beneath its feet.

Behind the deity statue was a cave as tall as the statue itself.

From within the cave came a thunderous breathing sound, making the entire mountain tremble slightly.

The passing common people seemed accustomed to such a scene.

They walked emotionlessly to the foot of the statue, then proceeded to burn incense and kowtow. There was no devotion in their eyes, yet their actions were meticulous, as if practiced millions of times, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

A streak of red cloud swept across the sky.

A figure clad in black silently joined the crowd.

The young man walked slowly towards the statue.

Among the many who came to kowtow, his tall and straight figure stood out sharply.

Many people noticed his presence.

Their actions of worship showed some deviations, and their faces instantly expressed panic.

Shen Yi approached the densely packed altars, bent down to grab a handful of incense ashes, and calmly looked up at the majestic statue.

He nodded slightly.

By his side, the solidified Yin God waved a hand, and the invisible Incense Willpower pushed the puzzled crowd tens of zhang away.

Lady Qinghua returned with the Yin God to Shen Yi's dantian.

Bang!

The next moment, he leapt up, landing a foot on the heart of the deity statue. The tall statue cracked open from the shins down and collapsed towards the cave behind it.

Amidst the crash, Shen Yi disappeared on the spot.

The thunderous breathing inside the cave came to an abrupt halt, turning into an angry roar: "Roar!!"

Between breaths, the roar also stopped abruptly.

The figure in black leaped out of the cave, brutally dragging out the huge shadow and then violently smashed it onto the mountain range. Amidst the muffled crackling sounds, a terrifying crevice appeared on the mountain ridge!

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