The Tragic State of the Pei Province Demon Slayer Division

Li Xuanxiao unleashed his True Essence without reservation, causing the Rainbow Light Travel to flare brilliantly as it streaked across the sky like a meteor.

His expression was grave. If his guess was correct, and that noble young gentleman in brocade was the New Demon Emperor.

Then the current situation of the Pei Province Demon Slayer Division was likely not optimistic at all.

"Faster, faster..."

Li Xuanxiao's heart was filled with urgency. He had a nagging feeling that something momentous was happening at the Demon Slayer Division at that very moment.

The General, along with eight Hall Masters, including Deputy General Yang.

A total of nine Mystic Realm martial artists!

If the demons wanted to deal with such a lineup, they would have to dispatch at least more than that number of Demon Emperors!

Were the demons insane? Were they declaring war on the entire Great Yu Dynasty?

Suddenly, a beam of escaping light shot up from a city ahead. Li Xuanxiao focused his gaze and recognized it as Ling Yan.

Li Xuanxiao slowed his speed slightly. "Lord Ling Yan, have you received any news from the Demon Slayer Division?"

Ling Yan's eyes were slightly red. He shook his head and handed a Jade Token to Li Xuanxiao. "This is a message my master sent me three days ago."

Li Xuanxiao rubbed the Jade Token, and a voice emerged from it – it was Deputy General Yang's voice.

"Don't come back! Don't return to the Demon Slayer Division, leave Pei Province immediately!"

Li Xuanxiao's heart was shaken. What exactly had happened at the Demon Slayer Division?

To think that Deputy General Yang, who was always steady and calm, would sound so urgent and flustered.

"A message from three days ago... you didn't go back first?"

Li Xuanxiao asked.

Ling Yan shook his head. "I dared not disobey my master's orders, but I also didn't want to leave Pei Province just like that."

"If you hadn't passed by here today, I would have gone back to check myself."

Li Xuanxiao nodded. Ling Yan's flying speed was too slow, so he directly pulled him into the coverage range of the Rainbow Light Travel.

His True Essence surged wildly, and his speed increased significantly, the scenery below blurring as it receded.

Countless cities shattered and were destroyed along the way. Only a handful of people remained standing in the cities.

Li Xuanxiao watched them silently.

A few hours later, the two finally saw the familiar outline of the buildings.

But with just one glance, Li Xuanxiao and Ling Yan frowned.

From high up, the majority of the Demon Slayer Division had been severely damaged, as if it had been cut in half!

The General's Residence had almost completely collapsed!

The two landed in front of the Demon Slayer Division and rushed inside anxiously.

As soon as they entered, they stopped in their tracks.

Ling Yan clenched his fists, his eyes turning red again.

Liu Gelin, who used to sit in the Law Enforcement Hall, silently flipping through the roster of martial artists with a gentle expression.

He was now impaled on the outer wall of the Demon Slayer Division by a strangely shaped spear, his life long gone...

His face was still contorted in a grimace, his eyes wide open in death. It was clear that he harbored immense anger and hatred towards the enemy he faced before his death.

Li Xuanxiao's expression was calm as memories flashed through his mind like a galloping horse.

He remembered that the first person Si Miaoyin had brought him to see when he first came to the Demon Slayer Division was Liu Gelin.

At that time, he had committed the grave offense of insubordination and killing his superior.

It was Liu Gelin who had shown leniency, giving him a mission to atone for his crimes.

After completing the mission, Liu Gelin had greatly admired him.

When he heard Li Xuanxiao's decision to join the Mission Hall, although he didn't understand, he didn't say much.

"If you change your mind, you can come find me."

"I'm still very optimistic about you!"

He generously gave him 500 Contribution Points, which was a huge sum of money for him at the time!

Both his Asura Blade and his incredibly flashy 'Rainbow Light Travel' were obtained from those 500 Contribution Points.

These two items had been of great help to Li Xuanxiao in his subsequent demon-slaying endeavors!

In Li Xuanxiao's eyes, he was a senior worthy of respect.

But now, he was impaled on this cold city wall.

Dying with his eyes wide open...

"Lord Liu... you'll catch a cold sleeping like this."

Li Xuanxiao forced a strained smile, a hint of sorrow appearing in his eyes.

He drew his spear and gently laid Liu Gelin's corpse flat on the ground. "Lord Liu, I'll come back for you later."

Li Xuanxiao slowly closed Liu Gelin's wide-open eyes, bowed deeply, and continued inward.

Countless martial artists in the Demon Slayer Division's uniform lay in pools of blood.

Li Xuanxiao silently swept his gaze over them, imprinting the scene in his heart.

In the central hall of the Demon Slayer Division, Li Xuanxiao saw another familiar Hall Master.

The Patrol Hall Master was disheveled, kneeling on the ground, pierced by countless spikes like a hedgehog...

Even though he had been dead for a long time, he maintained his posture of holding a blade, as if he would rise and fight at any moment.

But he would never stand up again...

He had even haggled with him before, and he was the first to teach him about the Mystic Realm.

The scenes of their previous conversations were still vivid, but this somewhat pedantic old man would no longer help him slay demons.

Li Xuanxiao suddenly felt something in his throat. He swallowed gently, finding it extremely bitter.

The two continued inward, and in a corner, they saw the Hall Master of the Purification Hall and his only Deputy General—Yang Zhiru.

"Master!"

Ling Yan shouted and rushed to Yang Zhiru's side.

Yang Zhiru lay in a pool of blood. His usually refined and calm face was now covered in dried blood scabs, making his expression unreadable.

Li Xuanxiao's eyes lit up. He keenly discovered that the other party seemed to have a faint trace of breath left!

He immediately used the Pure Lotus Bloom!

A lotus platform, filled with boundless vitality, appeared and gently lifted Yang Zhiru.

A moment later, Yang Zhiru finally reacted!

"Gasp—cough, cough, cough—"

Yang Zhiru coughed twice, his eyelids twitched a few times, and he opened his eyes.

The two rejoiced. Ling Yan even burst into tears, "Master, Master! That's great! You're still alive!"

Yang Zhiru woke from his unconsciousness, still a bit dazed. He roared, "Demons, you won't take another step forward!"

While breaking free from Ling Yan's hand, he searched for his blade.

Ling Yan called out repeatedly, finally bringing Yang Zhiru back to some semblance of consciousness.

"You... are Ling Yan?"

Yang Zhiru was surprised at first, then immediately reacted, "Why are you back? Go quickly! Leave Pei Province!"

"This place has already been occupied by the Demon Emperor. They are numerous, don't let them capture you!"

Li Xuanxiao knelt on the ground and looked at Yang Zhiru. "Deputy General Yang, I am Li Xuanxiao. Can you tell us what happened to the Demon Slayer Division?"

"Li... Li Xuanxiao?"

Yang Zhiru still seemed somewhat disoriented, appearing slow and as if thinking about who Li Xuanxiao was.

Finally, he remembered something. "Oh, it's that bold kid!"

"The Demon Slayer Division... the Demon Slayer Division is finished... everyone is dead. The General had an arm severed..."

"Six of the eight Hall Masters are dead. We... we couldn't withstand the demon's attack..."

"You all leave quickly. Several Demon Emperors haven't gone far. They are waiting here to ambush returning martial artists. Hurry and leave!"

Li Xuanxiao's eyes narrowed. They hadn't left yet!?

The next second, two terrifying pressures descended