Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Clearly, Patriarch Chen ultimately failed to intimidate the Jiao Clan of the Yangchun River.

They had been living here, perhaps even longer than Linjiang Prefecture had existed.

"Form up!"

The colonels rose in unison, quickly running along the riverbank under the leadership of the lieutenant colonel. It was up to General Chen to deal with the Old Jiaolong, as they had clashed many times over the years. Since the general had achieved a breakthrough in his realm, he could barely manage to match it in strength.

Moreover, since Patriarch Chen had dared to issue the command, he must have anticipated the Jiao Clan's counterattack and was utterly confident in dealing with it!

They were responsible for guarding the riverbank to prevent any other aquatic creatures from taking advantage of the chaos to slip into Linjiang Prefecture.

The next moment, a black dorsal fin slowly surfaced, revealing scales that glistened with a metallic sheen. The massive body stirred the river waters as a sharp and fierce head abruptly rose!

"Roar!"

The Jiaolong opened its vast maw, its fangs razor-sharp, and its blood-red tongue flicked out, issuing a high-pitched, sky-piercing roar!

The wave of sound swept forth, causing many colonels to stagger, covering their ears in shock as they looked towards the river.

Supported by its agile body, the sopping head of the Jiaolong soared a hundred zhang into the air, its rapid ascent casting a dark shadow over the sky, while most of its body remained hidden underwater.

After many years, the ruler of the Yangchun River finally revealed its majestic presence to the world once more.

The Old Jiaolong gazed down from the sky, looking at the figure in the profound armor on the shore, its slit pupils radiating a chilling coldness, "Chen Qiankun, who gave you the audacity to provoke me?"

It had accepted favors from the Demon King, and intended to kill the old man after breaking through.

Unexpectedly, before it could emerge from the water to seek revenge, the other party proved to be even more arrogant.

"..."

Chen Qiankun exhaled softly, the Heavy Iron Halberd tightly grasped in his hand.

The Old Jiaolong's current display of aura had confirmed the news brought by Shen Yi.

Even among the sixteen demon lords under Xiao Yue, with the advantage of the Yangchun River, it could at least rank in the top three.

"General, what are our chances of victory?" Liu Yuquan clearly noticed something was off with Patriarch Chen.

Chen Qiankun glanced at him, "About how long will it take for Jiang Qiulan to arrive?"

Liu Yuquan calculated the time, "Half a day?"

"What do you think of me?" Chen Qiankun shifted his gaze back to the Jiaolong in the sky.

"Like an uncle to a nephew!" Liu Yuquan stated without hesitation.

"That kid is so busy, we probably can't rely on him. Remember to offer incense for me every year."

Chen Qiankun closed his eyes, and the Heavy Iron Halberd in his hand suddenly flew upward with a strong buzzing sound, shooting straight into the sky!

The halberd, which had nearly killed Zhang Hengzhou with a single strike, now seemed somewhat weak before the Old Jiaolong.

As expected, the Jiaolong sneered.

With a casual flick of its tail, the formidable Yangchun River was suddenly agitated, ferocious waves rising tens of zhang high, as if to engulf everything in sight!

For such a terrifying behemoth, every single move was an unimaginable catastrophe for the small Shuiyun Village.

The colonels and lieutenant colonels could slay demons, but they couldn't stop such horrifying waves, resorting to mobilizing their energy to resist, helplessly watching the sky-high waves violently crash toward the shore!
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Just then, the giant wave suddenly "froze" in mid-air.

Surprise flickered in the Old Jiaolong's eyes, "Hmm?"

It then saw the river water becoming gentle, forming a long bridge flowing towards the distant village.

This bizarre spectacle left everyone stunned.

Even the Heavy Iron Halberd seemed to change direction, somewhat sluggishly aiming at the village.

Within a few breaths, a young man dressed in Black Light Mystery Armor emerged from the village, stepping onto the water bridge.

Shen Yi gazed at the Jiaolong in the sky while the waves beneath his feet thundered upward!

Carrying him through the air, he shot towards the heavens, casually seizing the Heavy Iron Halberd.

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"..."

Chen Qiankun opened his eyes and instinctively clenched his fist, "This kid! What is the meaning of this!"

He was a cultivator of the Embrace Pill Realm, nurturing a spiritual embryo, yet he didn't even have the chance to struggle before his weapon was taken away.

"General..."

Liu Yuquan slowly turned his head, wondering if there might be something even more preposterous than losing his weapon.

They were all martial artists; even though General Shen's realm was much higher… but this standing atop the river waves, as though a deity had descended into the human world—where in the martial arts scriptures was this taught?

A hundred zhang up in the sky.

With the river waves cradling him, Shen Yi held the Heavy Iron Halberd, his crimson cloak billowing, forming a red glow that illuminated everyone's view.

He looked down at the Jiaolong below.

A feeling of displeasure suddenly arose in his heart.

Standing above the Yangchun River, it was as if he were in a territory that was intimately familiar.

Yet now, a beast had intruded into his territory.

"Heh, I was wondering why this old man was so haughty, turns out he called for help…" the Old Jiaolong eyed the young man in the profound armor with a hint of wariness. Another Demon-suppression Great General, but he looked unfamiliar… no, wrong, it suddenly sensed an especially familiar scent on him.

Before the beast could figure out where the scent came from, a blinding metallic sheen suddenly filled its slit pupils!

The Heavy Iron Halberd shot forth explosively!

Containing the physical strength of an Immortal Demon's seventh metamorphosis, it blasted squarely on the ferocious Jiaolong's head.

The massive beast reeled backward, toppling toward the shore.

Watching the dark shadow envelope them, all the Demon Suppression Bureau Bailiffs exerted their entire strength to flee to the side!

However, the Jiaolong ultimately did not crash down.

The young man casually made a clenching gesture.

Several broad streams of water surged from the river's surface, encircling its body like giant pythons.

The Old Jiaolong's forehead, as hard as refined iron, was now pierced by the halberd, blood plasma soaking its terrifying eyes. After just one encounter, it had found too many things amiss!

It was not the only one that noticed something amiss.

Chen Qiankun and Liu Yuquan, who had been disarmed, stood on the riverbank with shock and suspicion neatly surfacing on their faces.

Was this how a Demon-suppression Great General fought against an Embrace Pill Demon Lord?

Why could they not recognize any of the martial arts Shen Yi was using?

"Roar!"

The Old Jiaolong issued another angry roar, shattering the water encasing it into a sky of water arrows raining down on the young man!

At the same time, the body hidden beneath the water also fiercely swung upwards!

The water arrows, capable of shattering mountains, splintered into pieces upon nearing Shen Yi, his gaze falling upon the immensely wide, scale-covered tail of the Jiaolong as it was about to smash down.

He reached out his hand and pressed down.

Boom!

A green light emanated from his long fingers as they pressed down on the scaled body, his fingertips sinking in, piercing into its flesh bit by bit under the immense force.

In front of the Jiaolong's tail, his figure appeared exceedingly tiny.

He should have been crushed to the ground, yet in mid-air, a deadlock formed.

A Jiaolong large enough to obscure the sky and sun was wrestling with a regularly-statured young man!

There were no profound martial arts, no dazzling combat.

Shen Yi just forcefully, and firmly, pushed the old Demon Jiaolong back!

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