Unexpectedly, a Fellow Daoist

Even though Yang An had prepared himself mentally beforehand, he was still incredibly nervous.

The matter of demons was deeply etched into his past life's memories. When a terrifying entity was spread through rumors, regardless of whether they were exaggerated or not, anyone would react like him when the actual moment arrived.

Yang An treated it like facing a formidable enemy. He pulled the small knife from under his pillow, holding it protectively in front of him, his eyes fixed on the door without blinking.

He had imagined in his mind how the demon outside the room would enter and how he should respond. In an instant, all sorts of chaotic thoughts arose.

And then, in the very next moment, silently, the red light in the bowl on the table rippled slightly.

Immediately after, within Yang An's line of sight, the door, which had been securely bolted, slowly opened a crack.

The bolt, as if controlled by an invisible hand, quickly fell to the ground, and the door swung wide open.

Yang An immediately stood up from the bed, staring intently at the outside of the door, but his heart leaped in shock.

In the deep, dark night, there was nothing outside the door, absolutely nothing!

But before he could make another move.

The red firelight in the entire room suddenly blazed from the bowl, increasing the brightness within the room once more.

It was at this very moment that Yang An's pupils constricted.

Where the door had been empty moments before, a distorted figure suddenly appeared, its form seemingly illuminated by the red firelight.

The demon was wearing a gray and white monk's robe. Its body was twisted and hunched, its limbs of varying thickness, and all of them were unnaturally contorted to different degrees.

Its bald head had no mouth or nose, only two hollow, pitch-black eye sockets that seemed to be staring directly at Yang An.

It was as if it hadn't expected Yang An to be able to see it.

The two of them, separated by a distance of ten feet, looked at each other and were both stunned.

This was the first time Yang An had seen what a real demon looked like.

But after seeing the demon's true form, the first emotion that surged through him wasn't fear or terror, but... astonishment!

Because the demon's attire, after revealing its form, was exactly the same as those monks in the White Buddha Temple!

Even the top of its head was completely devoid of hair, just like theirs.

He had returned disappointed from the White Buddha Temple earlier that day, so he had a vivid memory of those greedy bald monks.

In an instant, Yang An reacted, and a terrible thought immediately flashed through his mind.

White Buddha Temple... demons...

Were the monks of the White Buddha Temple demons?!

He seemed to have unintentionally uncovered the truth behind why demons appeared in Jiu Nan Town.

It was at this moment that the monk-like demon stepped into the room, entering the bright red firelight.

Immediately, a piercing scream echoed.

The entire room was illuminated by the red firelight, which naturally shone upon the demon as well.

In an instant, countless red patches began to appear on the demon's body, looking like they were burned through by intense heat, appearing one after another and quickly covering more than half of the demon's body.

Although Yang An didn't know how the demon, without a mouth or nose, managed to scream.

He immediately realized that the Lighting Method was having its intended effect of repelling demons.

He hadn't expected the effect to be so immediate and so powerful.

The demon clearly hadn't expected to suffer such intense pain upon entering, and after just a moment inside the room, it turned and rushed out without a second thought.

Bathed in the scorching red firelight, the demon's figure shot out of the room and vanished into the dark night outside in the blink of an eye.

From the demon's appearance to its panicked escape and disappearance.

The entire process concluded within a mere moment.

Yang An was still standing on the bed, holding the small knife defensively in front of him, completely taken aback by the outcome.

Once the demon's figure was completely out of sight and the outside was once again shrouded in deep darkness, he immediately jumped off the bed, ran to the door in a few strides, and closed it, picking up the fallen bolt and reinserting it.

After doing all this, Yang An finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling an inexplicable excitement.

He had never expected the Lighting Method to be so effective; it was beyond his wildest expectations.

The so-called ability to repel demons was so simple and brutal.

If that demon had lingered for even another second or two, it probably would have been completely incinerated by the flames ignited within its body, turning to ash.

Was this the power of immortal techniques?

Strong! So strong!

Having witnessed the power of the Lighting Method, Yang An finally let out a long breath. The oppressive feeling that had weighed on his heart for the past few days had largely dissipated at this moment.

This was the confidence that came with possessing power.

His gaze fell upon the bowl containing blood on the table. After the initial excitement, it was time to consider what to do next.

Although the Lighting Method was very powerful and its effects were immediate, its consumption was also very high.

The blood, which was already scarce, had now been depleted. It had been rapidly consumed when it displayed its power and repelled the demon, and the remaining blood was likely insufficient to deal with more demons.

If that demon were to return, this remaining blood would definitely not be enough.

What was even more terrifying was, what if there was more than one demon in Jiu Nan Town?

Yang An's heart sank, and he inwardly cursed his bad luck.

Seeing the demon's true face just now instantly made him think of White Buddha Temple. If the demon was truly connected to White Buddha Temple, then he absolutely could not stay in Jiu Nan Town any longer.

In that case, he could only find a way to survive the night. When dawn broke, he absolutely had to leave this dangerous place.

Meanwhile, outside the house, on top of a certain rooftop.

Pan Shi and Pan Yu, a brother and sister duo, were quietly waiting, originally expecting the demon below to quickly finish its business and leave.

They didn't expect that the house below would suddenly erupt in red light. Accompanied by a piercing scream, the demon that had entered the house instantly fled at high speed, as if it were on fire.

"Senior Brother, what's going on?"

With a bloody, single eye on his forehead, Pan Yu looked at the scene below with some bewilderment. She turned to look at Pan Shi beside her.

Pan Shi was equally stunned.

He had originally thought the demon would quickly deal with the person inside the house and then leave.

He hadn't expected the outcome to be so drastically different from his assumptions.

The demon had actually fled!

Why did the demon show signs of being burned when it fled? What was that red light inside the house?

The incident happened too suddenly.

Facing his junior sister Pan Yu's question, Pan Shi pondered for a moment and immediately arrived at an answer.

"It seems I misjudged. The person in that house is actually a fellow cultivator!"

Consider this: in all of Jiu Nan Town, the residents dared not make any noise at night for fear of attracting the attention of demons. Yet, this house had its lights on, emitting light, like a firefly in the darkness, drawing attention.

Previously, Pan Shi had thought the person in this house was too foolish, that such behavior was no different from seeking death.

Now, thinking about it, this was clearly a trap!

Just waiting for the demon to reveal itself!