"Wretch, you're asking for death!"
Zhunti couldn't even be bothered to waste words on these mindless demons. He lightly swept the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand toward them.
A beam of Seven-Colored Divine Light rippled outward like water.
The three demons, charging forward with murderous force, abruptly froze the instant the light touched them.
The savage expressions on their faces stiffened.
The dense Demon Qi coiled around their bodies was immediately swept away by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.
In the blink of an eye, their twisted demonic forms turned to ash.
The whole process was swift and clean.
Clearly, this wasn't the first time Jieyin and Zhunti had done this.
"So demonic soldiers are still a common sight around Mount Sumeru."
Xuanqing watched from the side, his eyelids twitching.
"Alas..."
Daoist Jieyin watched the ash disperse and sighed again, the sorrow on his face deepening.
"The souls of these beings corrupted by Demon Qi have long since been annihilated. They don't even have the chance to be reincarnated. How tragic. How lamentable."
Zhunti put away the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and snorted.
"Senior Brother, why grieve over these wretches? One day, I'll deliver every demon around Mount Sumeru and restore peace to the Western Lands!"
He spoke with absolute conviction, but Xuanqing heard a note of helplessness in his voice.
Deliver them? Easier said than done.
This Demon Qi had taken root in the Western Lands' leylines. It was endless.
With the power of the two of them, even if they spent ten thousand years delivering souls, it would barely make a difference.
Xuanqing knew that it wasn't until they attained Sainthood that the two of them truly purged every demon from the Western Lands, rooting them out completely.
"Sorry you had to see that, Nephew." Zhunti