The Greatest Honor for a Taoist Is to Die at the Hands of Demons While Protecting Others

Are you scared?

There are definitely concerns, but the bigger worry is what will happen to the people in the villages and towns after his death.

As for fear, or the urge to run away alone, those thoughts never even crossed Uncle Nine's mind.

Those who abandon protecting the people and eliminating demons out of fear are not worthy of being called Daoists and have failed the teachings of Maoshan.

In his eyes, dying at the hands of demons while protecting the people is the greatest honor for a Daoist priest who fights against evil!

Even after death, when his soul returns to the Underworld and meets the seniors and patriarchs of Maoshan, he can still respectfully say, "This disciple has not failed Maoshan or the people."

"It seems the Child of Luck of this world is only this powerful."

"It's impressive to have such strength near the end of the Age of Dharma Decline, but it's too weak, really too weak."

"So weak that I have no interest in fighting them."

Above the sky, on a throne forged from withered bones and shrouded in the aura of the underworld, a handsome yet eerily strange figure looked down at Uncle Nine's battle below, his pure, Ruby- like eyes revealing a hint of boredom.

"Although his weakness makes me uninterested in fighting, this Child of Luck seems somewhat familiar."

"That guy seems to have some information about him in his memories. He was just a weak soul with good luck, a piece of trash. At the moment of his death, he was able to receive the favor of a [Rule-Level Item], which transported his soul to the Demon World."

"If I hadn't crushed and devoured it in the battle of souls, I might have actually been possessed."

"But it is precisely because of this that I was able to bind myself to a [Rule-Level Item] and come to this world."

"Demon Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, you defeated me with overwhelming force and took everything from me."

"In the future, I will repay everything a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!"

At this point, an endless killing intent flashed in Morong's eyes.

His gaze fell upon Uncle Nine, who was still struggling to Guardianship the people. His pupils were extremely cold. He extended his index finger, and a faint black sphere slowly formed. He no longer wanted to play this game.

"Boom!"

With a thought, a black beam of light pierced through the space, striking Uncle Nine below.

Uncle Nine's expression changed, and he looked up at the sky, the threat of death filling his heart.

The surrounding demons also sensed the king's attack, and one by one they lay on the ground, their bodies trembling incessantly.

"Am I going to die?"

Uncle Nine sighed; in the end, they still didn't receive any reinforcements.

I never understood what the group admin meant when he said Chat Group were "despicable," but now I think I understand a little bit.

"Bang!"

In that instant, the Heaven and Earth seemed to freeze.

In the darkness, endless Crest of Light burst forth in an instant, illuminating the Heaven and Earth. The night, which had been shrouded in darkness, was now as bright as day.

Crest of Light, dazzling Crest of Light!

"Boom--!"

Along with the burst of Crest of Light came a violent explosion. Morong watched the Crest of Light that appeared between heaven and Heaven and Earth with great interest, paying no attention to the destruction caused to the ground by his attack.

He didn't hear the guy's voice; clearly, the Child of Luck had been rescued.

However, he didn't care. He was going to die at his hands sooner or later anyway; it was just a matter of time.

Compared to the weak and Child of Luck, he was more curious about what kind of being caused the Crest of Light before him.

When the Crest of Light faded, a giant tens of meters tall, with its body adorned in blue, red, and silver, stood between Heaven and Earth, its chest bearing a green, gem-like transparent Crystal.

"Is this... Ultraman Tiga?"

The moment he saw the giant, memories of the Transmigrator he had devoured suddenly popped into Morong's mind.

Clearly, compared to the Child of Luck of this world, the other party had a much deeper memory of this giant, and in the Transmigrator's memory, this giant was a character from a tokusatsu drama.

"Interesting! Really interesting!"

After a brief moment of distraction, Morong suddenly burst into laughter, appearing incredibly excited.

Since it doesn't exist in this world, its appearance here must have a reason; the other party must be someone who, like him, is favored by [Rule-Level Item].

That's how I was able to travel to this world.

Isn't this something to be happy about?

As for Ultraman Tiga's power, he had some understanding of it from his memories. Judging from his performance, he was as powerful as a Deity to ordinary people, but he was not a strongman worthy of his fear.

What he should pay attention to is Ultraman's "idealistic" fighting power.

Their strength, which was already established, suddenly became even stronger, even terrifyingly so, due to some factor.

But such things only happen in the world of Ultraman, where he can only exert the power he is truly meant to possess.

However, what happened next made him frown.

In his line of sight, besides Tiga, there appeared another tall, muscular creature with a dragon's head and a dragon's tail, carrying the Child of Luck of this world in its hand.

Furthermore, a powerful healing ability emanated from his hands, treating the Child of Luck, whose condition was not good.

"Is he another character from another world?"

"The Fire Demon, one of the Eight Demons — Shendu."

The Power of the Twelve Talismans

Morong Rong's smile grew even brighter. From the Transmigrator's memories, he also learned about the Shendu's strength, the power of flames and the twelve zodiac talismans.

Animation, Eternal Life immortality.

Excellent, truly excellent!

Once I integrate these abilities, I will become even more powerful.

Although there has been no battle yet, he has already regarded the power of the Shendu as his own.

A Demon who has been repeatedly manipulated by the weak does not perceive the weak as a threat to him.

At the same time, Tiga did not notice the gaze of the Morong, but simply spread his hands, and a large number of Radiance particles surged towards the group of evil spirits.

Accompanied by screams and wails, these evil spirits vanished in the Radiance in mere moments.

The Shendu then threw Uncle Nine, who had been healed by the Horse Talisman, onto the ground.

"You and him are very similar."

In fact, they had arrived long ago. At that time, Uncle Nine was setting up Formation in the village. They were also interested in observing Uncle Nine's strength, so they did not appear and instead observed him from behind.

Naturally, they also witnessed Uncle Nine single-handedly protecting the people from evil spirits.

That fearless and reckless demeanor reminded the Shendu of "Lo Pei."

This is not praise, and the Shendu would not truly praise a person, especially since in his eyes Lo Pei was not a positive term; he simply felt that way.