Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

In the moment the shoulder armor flew toward him, Shen Yi grabbed it firmly with one hand, and then his right fist mercilessly smashed into the young Demon King's forehead.

Crack!

The bones under his fist couldn't withstand even a single breath before shattering apart.

At that moment, another piece of arm armor shot up.

Shen Yi casually used the piece he held in his hand to smash it away, forcefully knocking it aside, then his right hand dug into the young Demon King's wounded forehead, with his fingers tightening, he tore off a large chunk of the bone.

"Ahh!!"

The young Demon King let out a wretched howl.

As two broad palms reached toward their head, Shen Yi stepped on their brow and swung his right leg around in a horizontal smash, easily tearing through the Ox Demon's palms with the boost of azure light.

He bent down and once again threw a powerful punch.

Every time he crushed a spot, he casually tore off a piece of the skull.

Shen Yi's body had returned to its original state, his spine like a dragon; with each punch, golden ferocious beast patterns emerged on the surface of his skin.

The young Demon King revealed its foundation.

Shen Yi was also displaying his own foundation, and if things went as expected, the other party would soon become a part of it.

Until he felt the gap was big enough.

Finally, he stood up again and casually made a sword-finger gesture.

High above, a scarlet longsword several yards long gradually took shape.

Shen Yi turned around indifferently, watching the armor parts surging around trying to protect the Ox Demon, knocking each one away with his punches!

"..."

Watching the young man's violent figure, the two Golden Bell Demon Catchers subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

The seemingly reserved and silent Shen Yi, when facing a demon, seemed to change into a completely different person.

The formidable young Demon King didn't even have a chance to fight back in front of him.

"This time..."

As Shen Yi stepped out from the golden light, Jiang Qiulan slowly released her palms, it seemed like he never needed anyone else's concern.

She gazed into the distance and asked softly, "Can I do it this time?"

A'Qian subconsciously turned back.

Even without explicit mention, this young girl had guessed what was on her mind.

Flip the table, then toss the problem to the Martial Temple and the Immortal Sect.

Qingzhou would simply shirk responsibility and no longer care about this matter.

But there was one person they couldn't shake off, and that was the one who had struck down the young Demon King.

The Profound Ice Jade Dragon soared up once again, pouncing towards the young Demon King's forehead!

Shen Yi stood on the Ox Demon's face, having just flicked away the armor, and then punched the Profound Ice Jade Dragon, sending it tumbling.

"..."

Jiang Qiulan looked on a bit helplessly.

The scarlet longsword fell in an instant, fierce demonic power poured into the young Demon King's skull, where the phantom images of dragons and tigers fiercely tore and bit, until everything inside was churned into a pulp.

The towering Ox Demon's eyes widened as the light within them gradually faded away.

The hand holding the sword hilt drooped to the ground, lifeless.

[Having slain the Embrace Pill Realm Blood Demon Cow with a total lifespan of ten thousand and seven hundred years, remaining lifespan nine thousand and eight hundred years, absorption complete.]

After the panel notification passed by.

The floating bronze armor crashed down one after another, each piece returning to the size of a palm, lying quietly on the ground.

Shen Yi picked them all up, then walked around the Ox Demon, finding a wisp of red mist at its waist.

He then cut open the belly to extract the pill, and along the way, stuffed the Qi Blood into the Silver Bell.

"This."

A'Qian opened her mouth, wanting to remind him of something.

Having killed a demon with such a background, they were not even attempting to destroy the body and hide the evidence, let alone hoping to carry the essence blood to the Imperial Court for a reward...

But then she saw Shen Yi stuff the entire body of the Ox Demon and the Ring-Headed Greatsword into the Pocket Treasure.

"We need to retreat quickly."

Shen Yi glanced at the two Golden Bell Demon Catchers, who were still standing there in a daze. Why are they just standing there? Run now, or do they want to wait for the Howling Moon Demon King to come?

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Qiulan's arm and vanished into thin air like the wind.

A'Qian and Wu Feng, without a moment of shock, quickly packed the Golden Silk Net and dashed toward Qingzhou.

...

Outside Qingzhou, within a spacious cave dwelling.

Twelve demonic creatures with fierce visages were seated on both sides, each emitting a domineering demonic aura, their expressions dark, eyes gleaming with ferocity.

In the main seat next to the Elephant Demon.

The Howling Moon Demon King was sitting cross-legged, with a severely injured Dog Demon lying in front of him.

At the moment, its palms were gently placed on the back of the Dog Demon, and strands of blood, thick as reality, were surging back and forth between the two.

"..."

The chaotic energy within the Dog Demon's body was gradually returning to normal, the profound icy murderous intent on its wounds dispelled by a large margin, and it was slowly healing.

It had never imagined that the old demon, Howling Moon, actually intended to heal its wounds for real.

Honestly, after leaving the waterfall that day, the Dog Demon didn't even think it would survive to leave those mountains.

It silently looked forward.

Twelve Demon Lords all threw fierce gazes at it, wishing they could devour its flesh and bones.

"Hiss!"

The Howling Moon Demon King opened his eyes slightly, baring his teeth and sweeping a cold glare across the Demon Lords: "Keep quiet for your king." Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

Beneath those indifferent words, the Demon Lords reluctantly withdrew their gazes.

The apprehension in the Dog Demon's eyes slightly diminished.

It knew where the hatred from these demonic creatures stemmed from; there used to be seventeen Demon Lords under Howling Moon's command, but now there were conspicuously five less, including the White Jade Rabbit.

Most likely, they perished in Qingzhou while covering up for the Junior Demon King.

Such a huge loss would be intolerable for anyone.

This old wolf indeed had some disposition; faced with such a situation, even if he was extremely angry internally, he had never shown the slightest bit of it towards the Dog Demon.

"This king hopes this is the last time,"

The eyes of the Howling Moon Demon King grew increasingly weary, evidently, healing the Dog Demon had cost him a good deal of his reserves.

"And there won't be a next time,"

The Dog Demon slowly got up, its attitude still as harsh as ever but with a little less resistance: "My demon king is extraordinarily talented. It's just a matter of course for it to break through."

"Thank you."

The Howling Moon Demon King nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the empty seats, sorrow welling up in his clouded eyes, his voice hoarse, sounding much older.

"..."

A twinge of guilt arose in the Dog Demon's heart, but it quickly suppressed it again.

By aligning with the Junior Demon King, this old wolf had taken a great advantage.

It picked up its spear and returned to its previous proud demeanor: "Rest easy, my demon king always delivers on its word… I take my leave."

"Stay a few more days."

The Howling Moon Demon King glanced at it, speaking softly: "We are of the same kind, there's no need for formalities. Your injuries are not fully healed, you won't be able to break through to the next realm in this lifetime."

A wolf claiming it was of the same kind as a dog.

The Dog Demon gripped the shaft of its spear, hesitating while standing in place.

Just then.

It suddenly felt a fear in its heart, as if sensing something terrible: "Demon King!"

The weariness on the Howling Moon Demon King's face vanished instantly as he rose to his feet and roared: "What happened?"

Before the other could reply, he grabbed the Dog Demon and dashed out of the cave at high speed toward the direction of the waterfall.

Perhaps because he had expended too much vital blood.

The steps of the Howling Moon Demon King were a bit unsteady, his speed far from his peak.

Soon, they arrived at the familiar valley.

Seeing the messy scene before them.

The Dog Demon's expression turned numb, its body as if drained of all strength.

The Howling Moon Demon King's face twisted with savagery, his body trembling as he issued a piercing roar: "Qingzhou! Qingzhou!"

"How the hell did you scout this place, to let the Demon-suppression Bureau find it? Answer your king! Where is the Junior Demon King?"

The Howling Moon Demon King yanked up the Dog Demon, his eyes bloodshot, spittle dripping from his mouth.

"I…I…"

The Dog Demon looked dispirited, its eyes lifeless, feeling the empty connection in its heart, and even the spear in its hand became hard to grip: "Dead… The Junior Demon King is dead…"