I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

"I say, is this little girl reliable or not? If this continues, we'll all end up feeding this monster!"

Yan Xuankong was forced to use the Incense Fire Divine Skill again, shattering two bone tentacles of the opponent.

Han Zheng watched Wen Tingyun, who was busy fixing the array nearby, and said sternly, "She is valued by the elders of the Observatory. Do you think she's reliable or not? Stop complaining and hold on a bit longer; Wen Tingyun should be almost done."

Just as he finished speaking, Wen Tingyun suddenly stood up from her spot. The once-dilapidated ritual altar burst out with brilliant and dazzling Array Dao Radiance.

"Now's the time! Do it!"

As Wen Tingyun's words fell, Yan Xuankong gathered Incense Fire Divine Power and threw a punch. The golden Fist Seal crashed down, directly shattering several bone tentacles.

Han Zheng immediately brought out the Stealing Heaven Bow, his vitality surging and burning around him, forming into a Blood Jade Arrow.

With the bow pulled into a full moon, the Candle Dragon opened its eyes. Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, a blood-red rainbow shot through.

This arrow was incredibly fast, and before the flesh mountain could form new bone tentacles, it was shot with the Stealing Heaven Bow and its head exploded.

In the instant its head exploded, the blood radiance on the flesh mountain dimmed slightly.

In the next moment, the dazzling Array Dao Radiance on the altar activated the runes along the bronze chains, tightening all the chains and pulling the flesh mountain back onto the altar.

The flesh mountain kept howling, but was pulled by numerous chains into the hollow below the altar.

As Wen Tingyun closed the array, the entire altar finally returned to tranquility.

Having finally solved this issue, the three present let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, Wen Tingyun suddenly looked at Yan Xuankong in surprise and asked, "Who is this person?"

Earlier, she had noticed Han Zheng fighting alongside a stranger surrounded by golden light, and was curious.

However, the situation was urgent, and Wen Tingyun didn't have time to ask more before focusing on restoring the array.

Han Zheng thought to himself, "Oh no," he had forgotten Yan Xuankong was now an unseen person, unable to be revealed.

Still, since Wen Tingyun was one of their own, it wouldn't hurt to be honest about Yan Xuankong's identity.

Just as Han Zheng was about to speak, he noticed Yan Xuankong had somehow changed his appearance to a stern-faced middle-aged man.

Before Han Zheng could react, Yan Xuankong spoke first: "I am Xiahou Xuan, the twenty-seventh generation Garrison Commander of Southern Mountain. I unexpectedly ended up here.

Though I found some opportunities that allowed me to survive until now, I've been trapped in this hellish place."

"It's only after meeting young Han today that I realized the outside world has changed after all these years, and I can finally see daylight again."

"You must be a descendant of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, right? Good, good, your array cultivation is quite excellent."

Wen Tingyun ran through her memories, surprised: "Are you Lord Xiahou Xuan, the Garrison Commander who vanished 500 years ago after fighting three Demon Kings single-handedly?"

"That is I."

Wen Tingyun looked at Han Zheng, who slightly nodded to her, indicating that the person before her was genuine and she could feel at ease.

Entering the ruins and encountering a Garrison Commander from several generations ago, Wen Tingyun still had doubts but since Han Zheng had confirmed it, she felt mostly reassured.

Moreover, Xiahou Xuan indeed actually existed.

He battled three Demon Kings at his peak, and then vanished without a trace, deemed dead by the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

This Youxin Ancient Country's relic could appear anywhere in Southern Mountain, so it was normal that Xiahou Xuan was trapped in it.

Additionally, there were many abnormal things here; Xiahou Xuan being able to survive until now could be explained.

Han Zheng glanced at Yan Xuankong and transmitted via Primordial Spirit: "Wen Tingyun can still be trusted, why did you make up an identity?"

Although Yan Xuankong now had a body, the Sealing Spirit Seal connection between them remained, allowing them to transmit directly through their Primordial Spirits.

"I'm known for what I am; how can I admit it? I still care about my reputation. Being alive, the Demon Cleansing Bureau of Southern Mountain would curse me to death?"

Yan Xuankong's face slightly flushed, but with the golden glow all over him, it was not visible.

Despite his indifferent words about others' opinions, he secretly cared deeply.

His disappearance made him the scapegoat for the disaster befalling the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Bureau, while later, Chen Baxian rose to fame, saving the day; starkly contrasting with him.

This way, he was criticized even if dead, not to mention if alive; he couldn't afford losing face.

"Is this identity you've fabricated reliable? If discovered, it could cause trouble later."

"Don't worry, this is not mere fabrication."

Yan Xuankong confidently replied: "Xiahou Xuan was an ancestor of a good friend of mine. He disappeared fighting three Demon Kings, his remains unrecovered, viewed as a martyr by the Demon Cleansing Bureau with a good reputation."

So my friend, having nothing else to do, would boast to me about his ancestor's various exploits.

What I know about Xiahou Xuan is incredibly clear, without any points of suspicion.

I even modeled my face exactly like Xiahou Xuan's from the ancestor portrait."

"And your friend?"

Yan Xuankong was silent for a moment, then lightly sighed with his Primordial Spirit: "Dead."

"His talent was average, abilities mediocre, only enduring over time to reach the position of Capital Commandant. Moreover, probably had no hope of solidifying pills in this lifetime.

"He took his ancestor as a model in everything, fought demons courageously, stood on the front line, and was fearless."

"In the end, he indeed didn't disgrace his ancestor. To save others, he fought a group of demons alone and died within a demon's stomach, leaving no remains."

"This lad was determined for death, thinking none, leaving no descendants, he went to join his ancestor."

When Yan Xuankong talked about his friend, he was filled with complex emotions.

There was nostalgia, admiration, and shame.

Nobody wants to befriend a scheming, despicable person.

Yan Xuankong, though selfish in his actions, had friends who were models of sacrificial courage in the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

He admired his friend but knew he couldn't become his friend.

Then Han Zheng asked Wen Tingyun, "Did you see anyone else after entering? Looking at you, you've encountered quite a few dangers?"

Wen Tingyun shook her head: "This relic's space is quite unstable, everyone entering is randomly transported to unknown corners."

"Not just considerable danger, but dangers are everywhere, yet opportunities are everywhere too."

"Opportunities? Do you mean the Incense Fire Divine Descent Seal or that flesh mountain? Can this be considered an opportunity? Speaking of which, is the King of Youxin Country mentally problematic?

"Some wanting to turn themselves into gods, others into giant flesh mountains, what kind of crazy entities are these?"

Han Zheng felt he was not within ancient country relics but rather on a one-day hell tour.

Wen Tingyun said, "The situation of Youxin Country is quite normal."

"During Ancient Times, the Human Clan was at the bottom of the food chain, relying on powerful God Demons to survive."

"Yet entities like Youxin whose independence from tribes concentrated into a powerful country naturally had other forces to lean on."

"Therefore, the kings of Youxin Country continuously pursued growth paths to stand on Ancient Land without relying on God Demons."

"The kings were researching ways to elevate their power to be comparable to God Demons, but unfortunately, they all ended in failure."

"The Incense Fire Divine Descent Seal is so, as is the flesh mountain; both are research efforts of the Youxin Kings throughout the ages."

"Though the flesh mountain is controllable, even if out of control, it can be sealed."

"Whereas the Divine Body created by the Incense Fire Divine Descent Seal is powerful yet uncontrollable, leading the ancient country of Youxin to severe losses and ultimately its downfall."

"The kings seemed wickedly insane, yet their intention was simply to grow stronger to protect their country, in some sense, it's lamentably tragic."