Primordial Era: Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, My Master Can't Lie Low

Having fought the Demon Race before, Yang Jian had some understanding of their aura.

When another aura reached him, Yang Jian immediately sensed it.

"Another aura is very strange, neither Human nor Demon, and I don't even recognize it!"

Yang Jian stroked his chin. The Primordial Era was vast, and it was perfectly normal for there to be things he didn't know.

However, this also piqued his curiosity. With a slight movement, his body vanished from his original spot.

The battleground wasn't far. With just two steps, he arrived nearby.

"These demons, actually ganging up on someone!"

As Yang Jian approached, he immediately spotted several demons besieging and attacking a creature.

"This creature has the cultivation of True Immortal perfection. Its strength is not weak, but unfortunately, it ran into these demons!"

Yang Jian observed and immediately noticed the power disparity between the two sides.

The creature he didn't recognize was at the peak of True Immortal realm, while the strongest among the demons was slightly inferior to him.

If it were a one-on-one fight, this creature could naturally win.

But these demons, knowing they couldn't win individually, attacked together, thus gaining an advantage.

"Master, these demons seem to have murderous intent. Every move is filled with killing intent!"

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon's voice echoed from the depths of Yang Jian's mind. Yang Jian nodded, "Indeed, these fellows clearly intend to kill!"

However, Yang Jian also noticed that the creature's physical body was not inferior to the demons. Despite facing a siege, it was handling the situation with ease.

But Yang Jian knew this was only a temporary state. If it dragged on, the creature would likely fall victim to their brutality!

"Alas, meeting you today is fate. I shall lend you a hand!"

Yang Jian sighed lightly, his aura erupting and charging towards the demons!

"What demon dares to act so presumptuously on Mount Buzhou? Do you court death!"

Yang Jian's body instantly appeared in front of the creature, and both sides engaged in battle were taken aback by the sudden turn of events.

The creature reacted first, realizing Yang Jian was there to help, and was immediately overjoyed.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your assistance!"

The creature bowed. Yang Jian smiled, "We met by chance, and I can't stand the ways of these demons!"

The demons also reacted, their expressions changing.

"Who are you? We advise you not to meddle in our affairs!"

Yang Jian sneered, clenching his right hand. The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd appeared in his grasp.

"I'm sorry, but I'm meddling in this matter today!"

"Golden Immortal perfection. So it's just a Human. Everyone, no need to worry!"

Sensing Yang Jian's aura, the demons were stunned for a moment, but then they all relaxed.

The Human Race had poor fortune, and even humans of the same cultivation level were far inferior in strength to demons.

Therefore, demons could often challenge humans of higher cultivation levels due to their physical prowess.

Several demons' eyes gleamed with ferocity. "Kid, how dare you ruin the Demon Race's affairs? Today, we'll make you regret it!"

With that, several demons surged forward, intending to tear Yang Jian apart on the spot!

Yang Jian sneered, "Looking down on the Human Race? Today, I'll show you that the Human Race is not to be trifled with!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, heading straight for their leader!

The leader, seeing Yang Jian charge at him, confidently prepared to meet the attack head-on. But the next second, his eyes widened.

Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd pierced directly through his body. In an instant, all life force vanished from him.

"How can this guy be so terrifying?"

"The weapon in his hand is definitely not ordinary. Retreat quickly!"

The other demons also reacted, realizing they were no match for Yang Jian. They immediately prepared to retreat.

But Yang Jian gave them no such opportunity. He threw his right hand, and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd flew out, transforming into the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon had been feeling restless these past few days, and seeing these demons before him, how could he let them go?

He opened his massive maw. The strongest demon had already been dealt with, and the remaining ones were no match for him.

Yang Jian walked up to the creature, looking at him with interest. "I am Yang Jian. May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

Seeing this, the creature immediately bowed. "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help. My name is Hou Yan, and I am from the Witch Clan!"

A descendant of the Witch Clan?

Yang Jian was surprised. After the Witch-Demon War, the Witch Clan and the Demon Race had respectively gone into hiding.

Although both left behind some descendants, they rarely appeared.

Yang Jian hadn't expected to encounter someone from the Witch Clan here.