Chapter 46: The Chaos of Heavenly Demons
Chapter 46: The Chaos of Heavenly Demons
“Sister Li! Sister Li!”
A voice dragged Li Yuanyuan out of her meditative state. She blinked drowsily, meeting the panicked faces of Zhi Hua and Jie Nian.
“What… what happened to me?”
Her head throbbed as though she hadn’t slept for weeks.
“A Heavenly Demon attacked you,” Jie Nian said grimly. “Miss Zhi Hua and I used all our skill to pull you back.”
After sensing the violent shift in spiritual energy, the three had begun cultivating. Though their progress had accelerated, it came with a price—Heavenly Demons, formless horrors from beyond, had emerged. Li Yuanyuan had nearly fallen victim, but her shallow cultivation and Jie Nian’s aid forced the demon back.
“Heavenly Demons?”
“Cold Mountain Temple’s inheritance mentions them.” Jie Nian’s thoughts drifted to the temple’s origins.
That enigmatic Mr. Xue. While Jie Ming dismissed him as a mere lucky mortal who stumbled upon the inheritance, Jie Nian disagreed. The deeper he studied, the more certain he became—Mr. Xue was no ordinary man.
“Heavenly Demons exist beyond our world. They lack form, cannot die, and hunger to possess Immortal Cultivators.”
“Possess?”
Both girls shuddered.
They’d become cultivators by chance, thinking it a blessing. Now they saw the truth—this “blessing” carried deadly risks.
“What happens if…?”
“Your soul gets devoured. The demon wears your flesh, spreading chaos.” Jie Nian finally understood the cryptic warnings in the texts. This inheritance spreading across the land—was it all part of someone’s scheme?
A wet, hacking sound interrupted them.
_Thwack. Thud._
Zhi Hua crept to the window. Her face drained of color.
In Suzhou’s government courtyard, Clerk Huo moved unnaturally. Black gas seeped from his twisted features as he swung a bloodied blade at corpses. His frail frame now bulged with monstrous strength.
“Clerk Huo?!”
“Possessed!”
Their voices merged.
The creature’s head spun completely around. Oozing black eyes fixed on them. The dripping blade rose as it lurched forward.
“Diamond Palm!”
Jie Nian exploded through the door, striking first. His palm fused totem magic and years of training—a thunderclap of force.
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_Crash!_
The blow sent Clerk Huo smashing through a wall, stone fragments spraying. Jie Nian’s arm went numb; it felt like punching iron.
“Go! Find Mr. Xue—now!”
Jie Nian barked. His attack had bought seconds, nothing more. Killing a possessed host? He doubted it was possible.
_BOOM—_
The gates of the outer courtyard crashed down.
“Dragon Suppression Hall business.”
Several fully armored Dragon Guards marched in, radiating a fearsome aura like living weapons. Li Yuanyuan’s fleeing trio froze at the sight, gulping nervously. They now understood how Dragon Suppression Hall once ruled the land – if every member possessed such power, subduing the realm would be simple.
“Kekeke…”
Clerk Huo rose slowly from the rubble, the Black Mist around him thickening.
“Another monster.”
A voice sounded behind the Dragon Guards. The trio turned to see the famous Knife King – why had this legendary warrior joined them?
“Don’t engage directly. Archers ready.”
At the commander’s signal, dozens of Black-armored Soldiers drew bows in perfect synchronization.
“Loose!”
Thwip thwip thwip!
Dozens of arrows soared into the air, each enhanced with inner power. The royal family had always recruited the finest talents. Before the world’s transformation, they’d gathered geniuses of internal energy. After the first cosmic shift, many gained mysterious inheritances, becoming Dragon Suppression Hall’s founding core.
Swirling within the Black Mist, Clerk Huo transformed into a Phantom Shadow, evading most projectiles. Brandishing a bloodied blade, he charged recklessly at the soldiers.
Heavenly Demons were pure evil.
These beings possessed Immortal Cultivators to spread chaos, their hosts inheriting the demons’ death-defying nature.
“Second volley!”
Fresh arrows intercepted Clerk Huo’s path mid-charge, peppering his body like porcupine quills.
Dead?
Li Yuanyuan and Zhi Hua exchanged glances, awed by the Dragon Guards’ efficiency yet chilled by the demon’s ferocity.
Rustle!
The Black Mist billowed anew. From the dust emerged the arrow-riddled monster, features twisted in malice.
“Inner power fails. Try Immortal Cultivator methods.”
The commander remained composed.
“My turn.”
Knife King stepped forward, his longsword blazing with spiritual energy.
“Mount Hua Splitter!”
Despite the plain name, the technique unleashed a colossal energy blade that bisected Clerk Huo before he could retreat. Flesh hit the ground with wet splatters.
No more movement.
“Confirmed kill.”
The commander inspected the remains before issuing orders: “Crate this for Heavenly Secret Pavilion in the capital.”
Turning to Li Yuanyuan, he asked: “Governor Li’s daughter?”
“Child! Are you hurt?”
A middle-aged man in official robes burst through the ruins – Li Nantian, Governor of Suzhou, face etched with paternal panic.