Yellow Court Daoist

Demons, exploring secret realms, guarding the mountain gate...""

"As a Primordial Spirit Practitioner, you won't be held up by trivial matters. As for slaying demons and exploring secret realms, those have great benefits and are entirely at your discretion."

Daoist Bing Yi declared openly.

Lu Qingfeng heard clearly and understood—

Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Mountain's recruitment of practitioners like him indeed had few constraints, aside from guarding the mountain gate and occasionally dealing with demon attacks; for the rest of the time, he had great autonomy.

It was said to be joining Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Mountain, but it was actually more akin to the role of a 'Guest Elder'.

"Changqing greets Fellow Daoist Bing Yi!"

Lu Qingfeng made no further hesitation and saluted Daoist Bing Yi, changing his form of address.

"Very good, very good!"

"Today our Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Mountain gains another Primordial Spirit True One, surely a celebrated occasion!"

Daoist Bing Yi, with rare smiles on his face, kept repeating praises. With a wave of his large sleeves, two Jade Pots fell down, exuding a rich fragrance of wine.

Lu Qingfeng also smiled.

The two drank facing each other inside the cave dwelling, significantly closing the distance between them.

After three rounds of drinks.

Daoist Bing Yi turned to Lu Qingfeng, "It's a joyous occasion for my junior fellow brother to join; how about accompanying your senior fellow brother to Qingluo Valley to slay demons and boost our spirits?""

"Exactly my desire!"

Lu Qingfeng drank a pot of wine in one gulp and loudly agreed.

...

Qingluo Valley.

Located at the intersection of the Xia Light, Heavenly Fire, and Fading Sun domains, it refers to a vast mountain area spanning tens of thousands of miles. Within these tens of thousands of miles of Qingluo Valley, nestled a Qingluo Demon Palace.

The landscape was covered with ancient, unmelting snow, barren of any vegetation. The Qingluo Demon Palace was hidden deep in the snaking valleys, making it hard to find.

Lu Qingfeng and Daoist Bing Yi flew for several days and arrived at this place.

The entire area was a blanket of white above and a stretch of dull yellow below; tens of thousands of miles without a speck of greenery, dry and cold, a truly inhospitable place for humans.

"The Qingluo Eight Demons originated from the Qingluo Valley's Wind Wave Valley Earth Realm, under the tutelage of the Wind Wave Valley's Primordial Spirit Old Demon, Snow Mountain Ancestor Wei Fengniang."

"This Wei Fengniang was a disciple of Six Dust Temple's Master Zhen Hui, who could never have imagined that due to a romantic entanglement, a demon sneak attacked Master Zhen Hui, gravely wounding him. Thus, she stole the three Earth Penetrating Divine Needles. Also, using the 'Earth Penetrating Divine Needles' she obtained the Snow Soul Pearl transformed from the elite essence of ten thousand years of snow from the deep North Pole Snow Domain, eventually mastering the 'Snow Mountain Great Method'. Because she excelled in both the Buddhist and Demon pathways, she proved extremely troublesome."

"Despite several sieges by the Divine Monks of the Six Dust Temple, they could not subjugate her. Wei Fengniang became even more rampant, taking in the locally famous Eight Demons as disciples in the North Pole Snow Domain, increasing her might."

"Yet, it turned out that like master, like disciple."

"The Qingluo Eight Demons, imitating Wei Fengniang, seized the opportunity when she was in seclusion to lead her into demonic deviation. They stole the remaining Divine Needle and all treasures from Wei Fengniang's abode, including the newly acquired but yet unrefined Snow Soul Pearl, becoming the tyrants of the North Pole Snow Domain."

"However, Wei Fengniang, having cultivated the 'Snow Mountain Great Method' and encasing herself in ice, broke out from the snow mountain after three hundred years, horrifying the Eight Demons who scrambled away in panic and eventually came to Qingluo Valley, barely escaping Wei Fengniang's pursuit with the protection of Biyang Lake's Water Palace."

"Still, these years have left them trembling and scared, mostly hiding in Qingluo Demon Palace, surrounding themselves with endless Great Arrays, summoning many demons, and daring not to reveal even a trace of themselves."

In Qingluo Valley, Daoist Bing Yi recounted the origins of the Eight Demons to Lu Qingfeng.

"The Qingluo Eight Demons."

Lu Qingfeng was startled upon hearing this.

This relationship was indeed complex.

The Qingluo Eight Demons were disciples of Snow Mountain Ancestor Wei Fengniang, from whom they had fled.

Wei Fengniang herself was a disciple of Six Dust Temple's Master Zhen Hui, from whom she had also fled.

Thus, it seemed.

The Qingluo Eight Demons indeed had some connection with Seven Gorges Immortal Sect's Six Dust Temple.

"I have long intended to eliminate the Eight Demons, but my teacher Senior Guyue needs to control Biyang Lake's Water Palace and cannot act rashly. Alone, within this Qingluo Valley's Snow Mountain Formation, at most I could fight the Eight Demons to a standstill, hardly able to strike a decisive blow."

Daoist Bing Yi revealed a Compass in hand, simultaneously locating Qingluo Demon Palace and speaking to Lu Qingfeng, "With junior fellow brother's help this time, we can surely annihilate the Eight Demons and destroy the Qingluo Demon Palace."

A mysterious and profound figure known as the Fiery Fire Wanderer has appeared in Biyang Lake Territory.

If the Qingluo Eight Demons are dealt with before the Fiery Fire Wanderer can cause havoc, it would prevent Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Mountain from falling into a disadvantageous position in the future. Additionally, this demon-slaying mission could also serve as a test of Lu Qingfeng's loyalty.

"Indeed, typical of the Demon Dao, betraying masters and causing chaos everywhere!"

Lu Qingfeng's face showed anger as he spoke firmly, "Senior Brother, rest assured, I am determined to make the Eight Demons surrender!"

Daoist Bing Yi nodded at his words.

Soon, the Compass glimmered, and Daoist Bing Yi, pointing toward a snow-white deep valley to the north, said, "The Qingluo Demon Palace is right there!"

The two flew swiftly.

Descending into the deep valley.

"Qingluo Eight Demons, Daoist Bing Yi particularly came to experience your power."

Daoist Bing Yi stood in the valley, his voice booming and echoing all around.

Lu Qingfeng stood by, observing the surrounding Snow Mountain Formation, waiting for the Eight Demons to appear.

"Daoist Bing Yi!"

"Last time wasn't humiliating enough, you've come seeking another beating?!"

From deep within the valley, a mocking and joking voice rang out.

Following that, eight eerie lights flickered.

Lu Qingfeng looked.

As the eerie light settled, eight oddly shaped, fiercely demonic figures landed in front, each wielding a weapon, faces playful. The leading figure, with eight arms, must be the so-called 'Eight-Armed Demon Lord,' leader of the Eight Demons, Huang Su.

Huang Su wielded blades, spears, clubs, and staves with his eight arms, looking at Daoist Bing Yi and then turning his gaze to Lu Qingfeng, scoffing, "I thought you, old man, had some guts coming back to Qingluo Valley. Turns out you've just found a helper."

This indicated that Daoist Bing Yi had previously visited Qingluo Demon Palace but had returned unsuccessful and slightly worse for wear.

Daoist Bing Yi had yet to speak.

"Enough talk."

"Demon, meet your end!"

Lu Qingfeng's face set determinedly as he made the first move against the Eight Demons. He threw the Wind and Fire Dual Beads from his hand, and they landed in the ravine, activating the Wind and Fire Grinding.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Boom boom boom!

Standing on the Great Mill, he pointed one hand towards the sky, summoning the dazzling Thunder Prison!

In an instant, the several dozen miles wide ravine collapsed for hundreds of miles, aiming to engulf the Eight Demons.

"The good Daoist underestimates the depths!" the Qingluo Eight Demons cried out in anger.

Huang Su, the Eight-Armed Demon Lord, swung his eight arms. The Snow Mountain Formation, spread across the Qingluo Valley, was instantly activated. It seemed as if layers of snowy mountains were bolstering him, landing on the shoulders of the Eight-Armed Demon Lord. With a strike, carrying the might of mountains and the force of an avalanche, he smashed it furiously towards Lu Qingfeng.

"Huang Su."

"Rein in your audacity!"

Lu Qingfeng suddenly counterattacked. Bing Yi Daoist paused briefly, but swiftly reacted. Seeing Huang Su's attack, he formed a sword sign with his hand, a sword soaring into the air. First arranging a thousand beams of light in the void, they fused in the blink of an eye into twelve beams, forming the Yuan Chen Xuan Guang Sword Formation, blocking Huang Su in his tracks.

The remaining seven demons, following Huang Su, acted as if possessed by God and Demon, disregarding the Wind, Fire, and Thunder, and charged at Lu Qingfeng.

Rumble!

Their snowy mountain bodies collided with the Wind and Fire Big Mill, generating an avalanche-like effect. The thunder strike that followed nearly obliterated the snowy mountains.

But ultimately, bracing against the attack, they reached Lu Qingfeng.

"Kill!"

Magic, weapons, and Magic Artifacts all flew towards Lu Qingfeng.

"Bring it on!"

Lu Qingfeng reached out and caught the Iron Centipede Bamboo Stick in his hand. With a casual wave, twelve Iron Wire Centipedes flew out, arranged in the sky, instantaneously forming the Twelve Heavenly Array.

Rumble!

Engaging the seven demons.

"Iron Wire Centipedes?!"

Seeing the Iron Centipede Bamboo Stick in Lu Qingfeng's hand deploying twelve centipedes, Bing Yi Daoist instantly recognized them. Recalling the information received from Jing Zhan, his eyes widened, his brows furrowed deeply, and he couldn't help but think to himself, "Such a wasteful extravagance!"

Lu Qingfeng paid him no heed.

With the Iron Wire Centipedes holding off the seven demons, Lu Qingfeng calmly stepped forward, stick in hand, striking towards the grotesquely pock-faced Second Demon Xue Ping.

A stick fell.

Bang!

Xue Ping had no escape and was directly hit. The phantom snowy mountain on her shattered completely and before it could reform, the Iron Wire Centipedes entwined her.

"Not good!"

She opened her mouth to scream.

The Iron Wire Centipedes immediately penetrated into her mouth, and in no time—

"Ah!"

Xue Ping screamed in agony as the Iron Wire Centipedes entered her stomach, wreaking havoc, mashing her internal organs into a pulp.

She struggled on the ground.

But then she fell into the Wind and Fire Big Mill, instantly reverted to her original form, and breathed her last.

Turns out, she was a sentient duckweed.

"Second sister!"

"Second sister!"

Seeing this, all the demons cried out in unison, their faces split with rage, staring at Lu Qingfeng filled with murderous intent.

Bing Yi Daoist also couldn't help but be shocked.

Among these Qingluo Eight Demons, although Huang Su, the Eight-Armed Demon Lord, was the strongest and only slightly weaker than him in single combat, the combined strength of the remaining seven demons, bolstered by the snowy mountains, was comparable to Huang Su.

This had left him at a loss.

But unexpectedly, Lu Qingfeng had easily slain Second Demon Xue Ping, which was truly surprising.

His gaze shifted.

Bing Yi Daoist looked at the remaining seven demons, focusing on Huang Su. Seeing that he was about to speak, his heart stirred, and he promptly shouted, "The Eight Demons are escaping!"

Bing Yi Daoist had had quite a few encounters with the Qingluo Eight Demons and knew their essence.

These Eight Demons, having betrayed their masters and ancestors, had survived until now by being cunning. Seeing the situation turning adverse, they immediately fled. Given that Lu Qingfeng had effortlessly killed Second Demon Xue Ping, the remaining seven demons, despite their immense rage, dared not linger.

"Retreat!"

The Eight-Armed Demon Lord Huang Su flailed his eight arms, shouted loudly to push back Bing Yi Daoist, and broke through the Yuan Chen Sword Formation. He then turned around and stepped on the Snow Mountain Formation to escape.

The terrain of Qingluo Valley was complex.

Once they found a hidden corner to take refuge, no matter how Lu Qingfeng and Bing Yi Daoist searched the mountain, it would be nearly impossible to find the seven demons again.

"We can't let them escape!"

Bing Yi Daoist exclaimed.

One hand controlling the sword, the other stroked his chin's beard.

Lu Qingfeng, seizing a moment, glanced over to see thousands of radiant beams shimmering, filled with surging firelight, instantly striking towards Huang Su's back. But born with eight arms, Huang Su swung four behind him, blocking ninety percent of the radiant beams.

Only ten percent hit his back.

"Ah, the pain!"

With a pained cry, Huang Su's face contorted grotesquely.

But ultimately, he couldn't stop it. With snow fluttering everywhere, his entire being vanished.

"What an incredible Magic Artifact."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flickered with spirit light, recognizing the efficacy but having no time to ponder more.

Having killed Second Demon Xue Ping, as the remaining seven demons turned to flee in the first moment, Lu Qingfeng took another step forward, arriving in front of Third Demon Qian Qingxuan. Once again, he brought down the Iron Centipede Bamboo Stick.