Green Bird

The two Underworld Envoys were stunned, staring blankly at Fei Luo's back as if he were a celestial being.

The surviving villagers were all equally dazed. Someone among them shouted "Immortal," and a dozen villagers immediately knelt to worship Fei Luo.

A god descended to earth—this was a living immortal!

They had all seen street performers in the world of the jianghu, but those were just cheap tricks.

When those performers put on a show, they would use their breath to spray fuel from their mouths, which would erupt into a "fire dragon" as it passed through a torch, looking quite imposing.

But the common folk knew those tricks were fake.

Yet this living immortal before them merely pinched a seal with his fingers and exhaled, and that scorching flame instantly devoured the ruthless, murderous ghost.

"Living immortal, thank you for saving our lives!"

"Thank you, Immortal! Please, wipe out all the ghosts here and show your divine might!"

"Immortal, my parents were both killed by these ghosts. I beg you to seek justice for us commoners!"

"Waaah, Immortal!"

The surviving villagers wept, their voices choked with sobs as they kowtowed to Fei Luo again and again.

In this modern era, devoid of advanced technology or communication, people's thinking remained deeply traditional.

Seeing Fei Luo's superhuman abilities, everyone revered him as a living immortal.

"Run! This man uses sorcery, run!"

The remaining ghosts were struck as if by lightning, frozen in place and unable to think as they stared at Fei Luo.

As ghosts wandering the world, they often wreaked havoc on the local area.

They had seen Taoist priests, and they had seen powerful monks.

But whether it was a priest catching ghosts or a monk subduing demons and performing rites, there was always a procedure.

They would wear robes, ring bells, brandish a Peachwood Sword, and chant incantations.

Or they would use talismans, attacking with spells condensed into paper charms.

But no matter how experienced these ghosts were, who had ever seen an anomaly like Fei Luo?

Casting spells as easily as flicking one's fingers?

Because the Heavenly Fire Incantation just now was so powerful, the ghosts labeled it as sorcery.

After reaching the Solid Core Realm, every spell Fei Luo cast underwent a qualitative change, unlike the small flicker of fire he had used to slay Old Master Ren back in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

If his cultivation reached an unfathomable level, a single Heavenly Fire Incantation from Fei Luo could become a prairie fire, burning across ten thousand miles!

It was unclear which ghost shouted first, but the others snapped out of their stupor and scrambled to flee in all directions.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Fei Luo's lips moved slightly as he watched the ghosts scatter, and he tapped his foot lightly against the ground.

"Earth-Shaking Curse!"

In an instant, the earth began to tremble. A bizarre scene unfolded in the direction the remaining ghosts were fleeing.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Several hideous fissures tore open across the ground, causing the ghosts to stumble and lose their footing.

"What kind of demonic art is this?"

Waves of energy erupted from the fissures, swallowing the ghosts one by one before they could say another word.

That earthy-yellow, mysterious energy was the power of the earth gathered by the Earth-Shaking Curse.

The Earth-Shaking Curse was an area-of-effect spell; now that Fei Luo had reached the Solid Core Realm, he could cast it at will, as easily as moving his own arm.

"Immortal, thank you for saving our lives!"

Seeing this scene, which was nothing short of a miracle, the villagers' adoration reached its peak, and they bowed deeply to Fei Luo.

Humans have a deep-seated awe for the unknown.

These villagers saw the ghosts that had been tormenting them destroyed by this man with a casual wave of his hand; he had not only saved their lives but also avenged their great grievances.

How could they not worship such a living immortal?

"Villagers, please rise. I—"

Seeing that the ghosts had been completely eradicated, Fei Luo turned to the villagers. As a transmigrator from a later era, he really wasn't used to being treated with such reverence.

Just then, a voice rang out, cutting his words short.

"Help! Someone, help!"

From the darkness in the distance came a voice like a silver bell—it was the voice of a woman.

"Hmm?" Fei Luo turned to look.

The villagers present also looked over with curiosity, many of them wearing expressions of suspicion.

It seemed there was no one with such a voice in this village?

This place was remote, and everyone in the village was well-acquainted with their neighbors; this woman's voice was entirely unfamiliar.

In the distance, a woman wearing a cyan cheongsam hurried over in a panic. She was tall, her face etched with terror, and she kept looking back as she ran, as if something truly horrific were chasing her.

"Living Immortal, save me!"

The woman in green cried out, transforming into a fragrant breeze as she lunged toward Fei Luo.

Seeing this, a playful smirk tugged at the corners of Fei Luo's mouth.

"Young Master, watch out, she is—" In the distance, the two Underworld Envoys were suddenly horrified, for the moment the woman neared Fei Luo, her slender, scallion-like fingers turned into a blur, thrusting directly toward his chest.

Only then did the Underworld Envoys realize that this woman was not human.

She was a demon!

In this world, there were ghosts and ghouls, as well as anomalies like zombies that existed outside the Five Elements and the Six Paths; naturally, there were also demons.

It was just that demons were far harder to distinguish than ghosts.

If a shapeshifted demon concealed its aura, not a trace of demonic energy would leak out, making it impossible for ordinary exorcists to detect anything amiss.

Swish!

Fei Luo merely smiled, lifting a slender hand to clamp the woman's palm firmly between two fingers.

"Petty tricks, daring to show off before an expert?" Fei Luo sneered, applying pressure with his fingers.

With a crack, a piercing pain shot through the woman's delicate fingers, and her eyes filled with profound terror.

How is this possible?

He is only at the Solid Core Realm, the same as me—how can he be this strong?

But the next moment, showing no sign of chivalry, Fei Luo shouted, "I shall force you to reveal your true form!"

Swish!

The formidable magic power from Fei Luo's fingers surged into the woman's body through her broken fingers, piercing through her limbs and internal organs. In an instant, the shapeshifting technique she had maintained with demonic energy vanished completely.

A puff of white smoke appeared, and the woman in green transformed into a Green Bird, one of its wings held firmly in Fei Luo's grip.

Several feathers on it had already turned blood-red.

"How is it possible? How can you be this strong?"

The Green Bird spoke in a human voice, its tone, once like an oriole in the valley, now shrill and filled with immense shock.

Gulp.

Gulp.

The villagers in the distance felt their minds struggling to process the scene.

Without a sound, the villagers knelt in unison.

A living immortal—this was a true living immortal.

He slaughtered ghosts like dogs, and even demons were forced into their true forms, unable to move.

"Vile creature, I see your karmic obstacles are not deep; why do you consort with these monsters? Since you do not understand the difficulty of cultivation, This Seat shall strip you of your cultivation today and let you return to dust, return to earth."