You Only Know You're About to Die...

"This art is not the foundational method by which our Witch Clan tempers the flesh, but a secret technique I created after observing all living beings."

"If you master it, then although your physical body may not rival ours, the Ancestral Shamans, standing shoulder to shoulder with Great Shamans will be no problem."

Jing Chu's mind cleared. He could only feel how profoundly mysterious this secret art within his sea of consciousness was. This pure method of tempering the flesh and developing the Dao body to its utmost limit truly deserved to be called a supreme immortal art!

Jing Chu seemed to have some recollection of this Nine-Turn Origin Art. It was likely the predecessor of the future Daoist sect's guardian divine art, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.

It was only because the Nine-Turn Origin Art was far too difficult to cultivate that it was eventually improved by his Second Martial Uncle into the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.

"Many thanks to the merciful and compassionate Lady Houtu!"

"This junior will certainly live up to your trust and deliver the message to Five Villages Temple!"

Having received such grace, he naturally felt grateful. Jing Chu bowed wholeheartedly, his heart filled with thanks.

"Then be on your way!"

As he bowed, Houtu nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face.

After paying his respects, Jing Chu no longer lingered. After bidding Kuafu farewell, a thought stirred in his mind, and he departed directly from the Houtu Tribe.

As a disciple of Shangqing, even if the Demon Court knew he had left the Houtu Tribe, they would not dare do anything to him.

The Three Pure Ones were now united as one. If the Demon Court dared attack him, it would be equivalent to offending three future Sages at once.

That was also why Houtu had entrusted this matter to him.

Because of his status, even if the Demon Race truly dared obstruct him, they would only dare send Primordial Unity Golden Immortals to try and stop him. As for Great Luo realm experts or even stronger figures, they naturally would not dare send the strong to bully the weak.

Things unfolded almost exactly as Jing Chu had expected. Only a few days after flying out of the Houtu Tribe—

One powerful aura after another locked firmly onto Jing Chu.

Demon Kings at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm circled endlessly above Jing Chu's head, radiating terrifying pressure.

"Daoist ahead, leave at once! Our Demon Court is sealing off this region!"

"If you refuse to leave, bear the consequences yourself!"

More than ten Taiyi Demon Kings released their auras, intending to drive Jing Chu away outright.

They naturally did not dare casually kill a disciple of the Three Pure Ones. Yet if Jing Chu were defeated and forced to retreat by his peers, then even the Three Pure Ones would have nothing to criticize.

In the eyes of those dozen or so Taiyi Demon Kings, even if Jing Chu came from beneath the Three Pure Ones, he could not possibly be their match.

One Late Primordial Unity Golden Immortal against more than a dozen Late Primordial Unity Golden Immortals—this was simply an egg striking a stone. So long as one's mind was clear, no one would seek death for nothing.

But on the immortal path, even within the same realm, there were differences!

And Jing Chu stood at the very pinnacle among Primordial Unity Golden Immortals!

They were merely a dozen or so Taiyi Demon Kings. Bring out a Great Luo!

"A bunch of scale-clad, armor-shelled creatures, born damp and hatched from eggs, who never cultivate virtue—how dare you block this Daoist's path!"

"If you want to fight, then fight. We disciples of the Three Pure Ones do not fear your Demon Court."

Since the Demon Court had come looking for trouble first and even wanted to use its name to frighten him away, Jing Chu naturally would not be polite.

He was a disciple of Shangqing and had even left an impression before his two Martial Uncles. How could he possibly be afraid!

If he truly feared them, he would truly disgrace the identity of a Shangqing disciple.

"Seeking death!"

The moment one Demon King heard Jing Chu's words, he flew into a rage. In the Primordial World, insulting someone's lineage while pointing at them was even more unbearable than cursing their mother to their face.

At once, fury appeared on every Demon King's face, and each of them prepared to strike.

With more than ten Primordial Unity Golden Immortals joining forces, even an ordinary being who had just entered the Great Luo realm would likely encounter some trouble.

Yet Jing Chu's face held not the slightest fear. There was only excitement for the battle about to erupt.

The dozen or so Demon Kings attacked together. Though they did not dare truly kill Jing Chu, the power they unleashed in unison was still incomparably terrifying.

The spiritual energy across millions of li gathered without end, drawn in and transformed into the purest attacks as it struck directly toward him.

An ordinary Primordial Unity Golden Immortal would have been scared to death facing such an attack, but Jing Chu was completely unafraid.

His figure flickered silently, evading every attack. Violet lightning continuously gathered before him, transforming into a hammer radiating precious light.

The Purple Lightning Hammer erupted with divine might. With a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure in hand, against Demon Kings of the same realm whose strength was far inferior to his own, he could practically kill one with every swing.

Even when those Demon Kings saw the Purple Lightning Hammer's might and hurriedly brought out their own magical treasures, forming hand seals in an attempt to block it, they were simply too late.

Most of the Demon Court's Primordial Unity Golden Immortals possessed only ordinary foundations, and the treasures they held were merely common acquired spiritual treasures.

Before a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, such ordinary acquired spiritual treasures were as good as nothing. A casual collision shattered them instantly.

How could they possibly block it?

Before long, Jing Chu had slaughtered the dozen or so Demon Kings until only three remained. This was simply a one-sided massacre. Primordial Unity Golden Immortals were considered fairly formidable in the current Primordial World, yet at this moment, they had not the slightest ability to resist.

The three remaining Demon Kings immediately retreated again and again when faced with the fierce and imposing Jing Chu.

There was no trace left of their earlier arrogance and tyranny.

"Fellow Daoist, everything that happened just now was a misunderstanding!"

"You are a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, while the master of our Demon Court is also one of the Purple Cloud guests."

"Why not let this matter pass? What do you think?"

One of the Demon Kings, with a bird's body and deer's head, even forced out a smile and spoke in a friendly tone.

He was terrified out of his wits. Was this really a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal? This had to be a Great Luo!

More than ten Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Demon Kings had been slaughtered like pigs.

That hammer flashing with violet lightning was far too terrifying. With a single strike, thunderlight exploded, and Primordial Unity Golden Immortals could barely even withstand one blow. It was practically comparable to Purple Cloud Divine Thunder.

"A misunderstanding?"

"No, this is not a misunderstanding. You only know that you're about to die."

In the Primordial World, the strong devoured the weak. Before possessing strength enough to settle all things, one must never become softhearted out of mercy.

Jing Chu immediately stopped holding back. The Purple Lightning Hammer carried the force to destroy all things as it smashed violently toward that Demon King Feilian.

"Don't kill me! My father is Demon Sage Feilian! If you dare kill me, my father definitely won't—"

Before he could finish speaking, the Purple Lightning Hammer had already fallen upon him. Under the might of a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, his enormous body exploded in an instant, and he died on the spot.

Even the True Spirit within his body was completely ground away.

The remaining two Demon Kings naturally could not escape death either. Jing Chu dealt with them one by one.

These Demon Kings of the Demon Race could all be said to be burdened with Karmic Burden. Yet after killing them, not a trace of Karmic Burden appeared upon Jing Chu's body.

Instead, golden auspicious clouds spanning three or four li gathered above his head, and strands of Merit immediately descended into his body.

This was the Merit for killing evildoers arriving!