Green Bird

The two Underworld Envoys were stunned. They stared blankly at Fei Luo's back, as if gazing upon a celestial being.

The surviving villagers were all dumbstruck. Someone among them cried out, "Immortal!" and the dozen or so villagers immediately fell to their knees, bowing in worship to Fei Luo.

A heavenly god had descended to the mortal world. This was a living immortal!

They had all seen those street performers who worked sleight of hand, but it was all just trickery.

During their performances, they would summon their inner breath and spray oil from their mouths. Once it passed over a torch, it would burst into flames, forming a fiery dragon that looked fearsome and awe-inspiring.

But the common folk knew those tricks were fake.

This living immortal before them had merely formed a hand seal with his fingers and lightly exhaled. In an instant, blazing flames had swallowed the vicious ghost who killed without batting an eye.

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

"Thank you, Immortal! Please kill all the evil ghosts here and uphold the might of Heaven!"

"Immortal, my parents were both killed by evil ghosts. Please avenge this humble commoner!"

"Wuwuwu, Immortal..."

The surviving villagers wept as they spoke, their voices choked with sobs as they repeatedly bowed to Fei Luo.

In this modern world without technology or advanced communications, people's thinking was still quite traditional.

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

"Run! This man knows demonic magic! Run!"

The few remaining evil ghosts were likewise struck dumb with shock. They stared at Fei Luo, their minds utterly blank.

As evil ghosts who roamed the mortal world, they often terrorized entire regions.

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

But whether it was Daoists capturing ghosts or monks capturing demons and delivering evil spirits from suffering, there was always a procedure.

For instance, wearing ritual robes, shaking bells, holding a Peachwood Sword, and chanting incantations.

Or using talismans—attacking with ones imbued with divine powers and spells.

But however much the ghosts had seen, who had ever encountered an anomaly like Fei Luo?

He could cast spells as casually as lifting a hand?

The Heavenly Fire Incantation he had just used was so powerful that the evil ghosts called it demonic magic.

After reaching the Solid Core Realm, all of Fei Luo's spells had undergone a qualitative transformation. They were no longer like the little burst of fire he had unleashed when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm and killed Old Master Ren.

If his cultivation reached an unfathomable level, a single Heavenly Fire Incantation from Fei Luo could set the land ablaze, burning for thousands of miles!

One of the evil ghosts shouted, snapping the others out of their daze. They scattered in all directions, trying to flee.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Fei Luo barely moved his lips. Watching the evil ghosts flee in all directions, he lightly stamped one foot on the ground.

"Earth-Shaking Curse!"

In an instant, the earth began to tremble. In the direction the remaining evil ghosts fled, a bizarre sight appeared.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Several jagged cracks split open in the earth. The evil ghosts staggered, their footing unsteady.

"What kind of demonic sorcery is this?"

Waves of energy surged from the cracks. Before the ghosts could say anything more, they were swallowed one by one.

The ocher-colored, mysterious energy was the power of the earth gathered by the Earth-Shaking Curse.

The Earth-Shaking Curse was a spell suited to attacking groups. Now that Fei Luo had reached the Solid Core Realm, he could cast it at will, wielding it as easily as his own arm.

"Immortal, thank you for saving our lives!"

Seeing this scene, which seemed like a miracle, the villagers' adoration reached its peak. They bowed deeply to Fei Luo in worship.

Humans had always felt a deep reverence for the unknown.

These villagers had watched the man before them effortlessly destroy the evil ghosts who had tormented them. He had not only saved their lives but also avenged their loved ones.

How could they not bow before such a living immortal?

"Villagers, please get up. I..."

Seeing that the evil ghosts had all been slain, Fei Luo turned to look at the villagers before him. As a transmigrator from a later age, he truly felt a little uncomfortable with them bowing to him like this.

At that moment, a voice rang out, cutting off Fei Luo mid-sentence.

"Help! Sir, help me!"

From the darkness in the distance came a clear, melodious cry for help. It was a woman's voice.

"Hm?" Fei Luo turned to look.

The villagers present also turned to look curiously. Many wore doubtful expressions.

There didn't seem to be anyone with a voice like that in this village.

This village was in a remote place, and everyone knew their neighbors well. The woman's voice was utterly unfamiliar.

In the distance, a woman wearing a blue qipao came running in a panic. She was tall and slender, her face full of alarm. She kept looking back as she ran, as if some terrible thing were chasing her.

"Living immortal, save me!"

The blue-clad woman's voice was choked with tears as she rushed toward Fei Luo like a fragrant breeze.

Seeing this, a playful smile tugged at Fei Luo's lips.

"Young master, be careful! She's—" The two Underworld Envoys cried out in alarm. The instant the woman neared Fei Luo, her slender fingers, as delicate as spring onions, turned into blurring shadows and thrust toward his chest.

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

She was a demon!

The world held ghosts and monsters, as well as anomalies like zombies, which lay outside the Five Elements and the Six Paths. And of course, there were demons too.

But demons were harder to identify than ghosts.

If a transformed demon concealed its aura, not a trace of demonic energy would leak out. Ordinary exorcists simply couldn't detect anything amiss.

"Whoosh!"

Fei Luo wore a faint smile as he raised one slender hand. Two green fingers clamped down firmly on the woman's palm.

"Such a paltry trick, and you dare show off before an expert?" Fei Luo gave a disdainful laugh and tightened his fingers.

With a crack, a piercing pain shot through the woman's slender fingers. Her eyes filled with terror.

How was this possible?

He was only a Solid Core Realm expert, on par with her. How could he be this strong?

But in the next instant, Fei Luo showed no mercy. He shouted, "I'll force you to reveal your true form!"

Whoosh!

The formidable magical power in Fei Luo's fingers surged through the woman's severed fingers and into her body, coursing through her limbs and piercing her internal organs. In an instant, the transformation technique she had maintained with demonic energy vanished completely.

A cloud of white smoke appeared, and the blue-clad woman turned into a Green Bird. Fei Luo was still gripping one of her wings tightly.

Several feathers on it had already turned bright red with blood.

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

The Green Bird spoke in a human voice. Her voice, once as sweet as an oriole singing in a valley, now rose high with overwhelming shock.

"Gulp..."

"Gulp..."

The villagers in the distance felt their minds could no longer keep up.

In silence, they all bowed in worship.

A living immortal—he really was a living immortal.

He killed ghosts as easily as dogs, and even demons couldn't escape his grasp. He could force them to reveal their true forms and leave them unable to move.

"Wretch, I can see that your karmic debts are not deep. Why have you joined these demons and monsters? Since you know nothing of how difficult the path of cultivation is, then today I shall strip you of your cultivation and return you to dust, so that dust you shall be."