Chapter 345: Chapter 172: Resurgence of the Demonic Thought

Though it was just a single level of difference, the gap was as vast as that between heaven and earth.

"Uncle Master Dan Yangzi is nearby. He should be here soon. Everyone, be careful and protect yourselves."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

The Taishan Daoists hurried toward the scene of the fight. When they got closer, they stopped at the periphery to watch from a distance.

"Are you the brother Daoists from the Taishan Sect? I am Master Song He of the Qingcheng Sect. With a powerful enemy at hand, this humble Daoist cannot offer a full greeting. I hope you will forgive me!"

Although they had made no sound, a man of Master Song He’s caliber had noticed their approach long ago.

"Senior, I cannot presume to be called ’brother Daoist’ by you," Changfengzi said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "The Taishan Sect is but a small and minor sect. How could we dare to receive a full salute from a Master like yourself!"

’The Qingcheng Sect comes to our territory without so much as a word, and *now* you remember your manners?’

Upon hearing this, Master Song He’s expression darkened, and he grew displeased.

’The nerve! I show the Taishan Sect some courtesy, and this is what I get?’

"These two are fiends from the Demon Sect! Does the Taishan Sect intend to collude with them and plot against the righteous Qingcheng Sect?"

Master Song He bellowed, his voice booming like rolling thunder from his incomparably huge True Dharma Body, echoing across the land.

’Damn it, he’s big and he’s got a loud mouth to match!’

Changfengzi spat under his breath, then said aloud, "Slaying demons and defending the Dao is our duty, of course. It’s just that our Power is too shallow. If we were to join rashly, we fear we would only hinder your performance, Master."

Hearing the two of them converse, the youth they were fighting couldn’t help but laugh. "You really don’t take me seriously at all, do you? To have the leisure for a chat at a time like this."

After speaking, his figure flickered. He leaped into the air and waved a hand. Beneath him, the chest of the Mountain Demon monster heaved, and then an invisible gale erupted from its body and mouth.

The gale was like a hurricane, instantly blasting forward.

Everywhere it passed, stones flew and sand swirled, as if a terrifying sandstorm had been conjured. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Master Song He’s massive body suddenly stiffened. He staggered, nearly blown over by the wind.

If such an enormous body was affected this way, what chance did the other Daoists have?

Whether they were from the Qingcheng Sect or the newly arrived Taishan Sect, all of them lost their footing. Those with shallower Power were sent flying, crashing into the distance.

The more powerful ones, like Changfengzi and his men, planted their feet firmly on the ground and used the Rooted Thousand-Pound Fall technique, barely managing to resist the hurricane-force wind.

Under these conditions, the Sword Array of the Qingcheng Disciples had long since been shattered.

The woman seized the opportunity, flying out with the gale. She appeared before Cangwu Zi, exchanged several blows with the Daoists guarding him, and snatched him away.

Seeing this, the youth laughed heartily. His Mountain Demon-like Dharma Aspect waved a hand, and a stream of True Qi enveloped the woman, intending to lift both her and Cangwu Zi onto its shoulder.

Just then, a figure suddenly shot out from between the Mountain Demon’s legs, heading straight for the woman and Cangwu Zi.

It was the Grand Monk who had retreated from the Qingcheng Sect earlier.

"You stinking Monk! You dare oppose the Holy Lotus Sect?"

The woman was furious and struck out with her palm, but the Monk dodged her attacks in a matter of moves, simultaneously reaching out to grab one of Cangwu Zi’s arms.

The woman refused to let go, and the two of them ended up each holding one side of him.

Although Cangwu Zi was a Dharma Realm Grandmaster, he did not possess a Vajra Indestructible Body.

The immense tearing sensation instantly woke him from his slumber, and he let out a sky-shattering wail.

"Fuck, you bitch."

The Grand Monk froze, then quickly let go of the arm. With a WHOOSH, he retreated and fled the battlefield.

He lived up to the saying: here in a flash, gone in a flash.

The woman was stunned. Just as she was about to pull Cangwu Zi over, a feeling of dread washed over her.

She turned her head, and her delicate eyes met a pair of black pupils that gleamed like polished jet, deep as an abyss.

The woman yelped in fright and tried to flee, but she suddenly felt a suction force pulling at her back, causing her to stumble backward against her will.

"Zhang Kui, save me!"

Terrified, the woman couldn’t help but cry out for help.

"Damn it, you’re fucking useless!"

The youth on the Mountain Demon’s shoulder spat. His figure blurred, and he was already behind the woman, striking out with a single palm to break Cangwu Zi’s suction force.

Seeing her chance, the woman immediately leaped up, quick as a startled rabbit, and landed on the Mountain Demon’s shoulder.

Even then, her pretty face was still ashen, and her ample chest heaved with shallow breaths.

’Such incredible Power!’

Down below, after exchanging several palm strikes with Cangwu Zi, the youth suppressed the nauseating tightness in his chest and swiftly retreated from the range of Cangwu Zi’s Palm Force.

"Kill... kill... kill!"

Cangwu Zi’s eyes turned from black to crimson, and his body began to expand uncontrollably.

At this, everyone present was stunned into silence.

"This is bad! Retreat, now!"

Master Song He was the first to react, shouting at the Qingcheng Disciples.

Upon hearing the order, the disciples who hadn’t been blown away and were still rooted to the ground immediately began to scramble away in a panic.

Although Changfengzi of the Taishan Sect didn’t know why the Qingcheng Sect was so terrified, he operated on the principle that it was better to be safe than sorry.

He hastily led his own sect’s disciples in a retreat as well.

"ROAR!"

An earth-shaking roar ripped through the air as a colossal figure over a hundred meters tall appeared before everyone’s eyes.

"Fuck, compared to this thing, your Dharma Body is complete bullshit."

Standing on the Mountain Demon’s shoulder, the youth stared up at the behemoth that had so abruptly appeared and sucked in a sharp breath.

’No wonder the people from the Qingcheng Sect ran.’

’This is way different from the video. I’m afraid even the Sect Leader’s Dharma Body is only about this strong!’

Before he could even fully exhale, Cangwu Zi’s enormous foot was already kicking toward him.

The Mountain Demon hurriedly blocked with both hands, but an immense force surged through it, sending it flying.

After dealing with one opponent, Cangwu Zi didn’t pause, but continued to strike at the people and objects around him.

The entire plain descended into chaos.

With a single step, Cangwu Zi covered several hundred meters. Even residential houses several kilometers away were not spared, suffering disaster and being utterly destroyed.

Cries of terror and calls for help rose and fell in waves.

"After this, I’m afraid the Court won’t be able to sit still any longer."

Changfengzi watched the still-rampaging Cangwu Zi with lingering fear, his heart heavy with worry.

There has always been a balance between the Court and the Martial Arts world—or rather, between the Court and Martial Artists.

This balance rested on the principle that the power of Martial Artists could not become so great as to threaten the Court’s rule and administration.

Previously, the most powerful Martial Artists were ordinary Dharma Realm experts. While their abilities were still incredible, they were at least within the realm of what the bigwigs at the Court could imagine.

But what was this thing before them now?

Its destructive capability simply couldn’t be measured by common sense.

If it went into a bustling city, how many people would die?

Forget ordinary people; even among Martial Artists, how many could escape with their lives?

Because of this, the Court would likely have to reassess the power and destructive potential of Martial Artists.

Just then, about twenty or so Daoists clad in the robes of the Taishan Sect arrived, treading through the air.

"Changfengzi, what’s going on?"

The lead Daoist stared at Cangwu Zi’s massive form up ahead, his voice laced with astonishment.

"Grand Uncle Master, just now, the people from the Qingcheng Sect were fighting those two over there. It was an even match, but then it suddenly turned into... this."

The lead Daoist was about to ask another question when he saw five or six more Daoists from the Qingcheng Sect speeding over from behind.

Their leader had white hair but the face of a youth, and he carried the otherworldly air of a true master of the Daoist School.

In the blink of an eye, the group of Daoists arrived, and their leader immediately greeted the Daoist from the Taishan Sect.

"Might I be addressing Master Qingyang of the Taishan Sect? This humble Daoist is Cang Zhenzi of the Qingcheng Sect. My greetings."

"Cang Zhenzi, your Qingcheng Sect has certainly made a scene this time. Regarding Cangwu Zi, do you have a plan, brother Daoist?"

Master Qingyang of the Taishan Sect spoke with a frown, his eyes fixed on Cangwu Zi in the distance, who was wantonly destroying everything in his path.

"Do not worry. My Qingcheng Sect has its own Demon Suppression Secret Technique!"

After speaking, Cang Zhenzi shot forward, and his entire body suddenly began to expand.

In just a moment, he had transformed into a terrifying giant nearly a hundred meters tall.

Seeing Cang Zhenzi’s True Dharma Body, Master Qingyang frowned.

Master Qingyang’s brow furrowed slightly as he murmured, ’What a formidable Dharma Body Skill Divine Power the Qingcheng Sect possesses. I just wonder if it originates from the Scripture of the Tao of Virtue.’