The Tree Demon Came and Went Without a Trace
The long-bearded swordsman who suddenly appeared had piercing eyes. He first quickly swept over the few people in the room who were pale with fright, only pausing briefly on the two timid "Daoists," a hint of contempt flashing in his expression.
Immediately, those sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on a small pavilion in the distance, or more precisely, on two graceful figures within it.
"Hmph, you mere demons and monsters dare to set up a trap to harm people here!"
Yan Chixia's voice immediately turned icy cold, and his face revealed the fierce look of a seasoned killer.
"Such seductive and wicked sounds may deceive ordinary people, but how could they possibly fool me, Yan! Now that you've stumbled upon them, it is your death day!"
Upon hearing this, both "women" were deeply shaken.
The invisible pressure emanating from the middle-aged swordsman in the courtyard made even a simple soul tremble!
Without a doubt, the surging blood and Sha Energy gradually cultivated through martial arts practice at an extremely high level, apart from Daoist methods, have a natural restraint on these Yin Soul that is far more significant and domineering than ordinary Daoist methods!
However, something seems amiss.
Others might not notice, but at a glance, the man in the gray and brown shorts vaguely sensed something unusual.
As a martial arts practitioner in the real world, and having exchanged a basic guide to Blood-Qi Martial Arts from the Main God, he may not be good at other things, but he is exceptionally sensitive to the threat of "killing intent," which originates from his life instinct!
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The moment Yan Chixia appeared, his sword aura, which concealed killing intent yet remained unleashed, clearly locked onto everyone present in an "indiscriminate" manner!
Only after turning around and confirming that his group was safe did he restrain his aura and turn his attention to the two "foreign barbarians" and the two "weak women"!
It's understandable that he was keeping an eye on the two female ghosts, but why was he also carefully observing the two foreign "employers" who had paid extra?
Is there something wrong with these two things that he hasn't noticed? Is it just that he doesn't like the foreign content? Or are these two a threat to him?
-No, that's not right either!
It might not be something that threatens him; it could be something else entirely!
Also, why isn't his sword in that gleaming scabbard on his back? Instead, it's still sheathed at his waist.
Noticing the unusual alertness and killing intent emanating from the suddenly appearing swordsman Yan Chixia, and sensing something amiss, the short-sleeved man, while rapidly pondering, unleashed a dazzling sword light!
Even though Yan Chixia raised his finger, the sword in his hand was only three inches from its sheath, and it did not truly reveal the flawless sharpness hidden within!
But this extremely refined three-inch sword light alone is enough!
Bystanders couldn't even see the process clearly; they could only sense a flash of sword light across the sky, appearing and disappearing in an instant, followed by a piercing scream!
Looking back, all that remained were two broken zithers, a jade fan with most of its bone cut through, and pieces of broken tree roots that had somehow broken through the ground and were writhing and thrashing about like living snakes!
The two women had vanished from their original spot and reappeared at the edge of the courtyard, still shaken. The thick roots that had been pulling at their slender waists loosened as well.
"Heh..."
A low, strange sound, like countless withered branches rubbing against each other, interspersed with the kind of laughter an old woman would utter as she walked and gasped for breath, suddenly arose from all directions.
Even if you asked the man in short clothes to explain it himself, he couldn't quite articulate the feeling. But just from those few laughs, a deep-seated malice that sent chills down one's spine was clearly revealed, along with an undeniable stench of decay beneath.
It causes a stagnation of qi and blood throughout the body.
At the same time, the ground began to tremble slightly, as if something was crawling through from underground.
Accompanied by an exceptionally chilling feeling, it quickly crept up into people's clothes, and a thick, earthy smell mixed with blood and rust gradually filled the air.
In that instant, the people in the nearby room instinctively leaned back against a table. Ning Caichen's legs trembled like a drowned rat, and he clung tightly to the crowd, almost embracing the Kunlun Slave on the spot.
Ignoring these insignificant people, the strange, old woman-like voice was directed at only one person present. "Yan Chixia, you came here alone a few days ago, hiding in the temple. I respected your swordsmanship and your accomplished cultivation, so I did not disturb you. We kept to ourselves. Why did you suddenly try to kill my two maids today?"
As soon as the strange laughter started, the hand holding the sword in the courtyard tensed up, and the longsword, which had not yet been fully drawn, silently slid out three inches!
As a chilling sword intent surged from Yan Chixia's body, the demonic mist could not get within a few feet, forming an invisible balance of power with the thick demonic aura that was spreading.
Upon hearing this, the swordsman with his long beard bristling and heroic spirit soaring to the sky simply let out a loud laugh, his voice like a booming bell, which shook the dust off the eaves!
"Evil spirits and heretics should be killed by everyone! You rotten old man, since you dare to attack these innocent people today, you have already crossed the line with my sword! What more nonsense do you have to say!"
Seeing this fellow's calm expression, clearly ready to draw his sword at the slightest provocation, the Tree-Demon Granny, who had remained hidden in the shadows, continued to laugh sinisterly, "Yan Chixia, judging from the way your blood energy is protected and your sword momentum is unbroken, you must have some luck and have received true teachings."
"You should know that a few days ago, when this bloodstain in the sky was formed, those mortals may have been unaware, but you cultivators, like Granny and other spiritual beings who have accumulated spiritual power over the years, could clearly sense that the long-depleted spiritual energy in the world had been barely restored by one-third."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a golden time for you to refine your cultivation and comprehend the Great Dao. Instead of seizing this opportunity and focusing on your own cultivation, you deliberately make things difficult for me for the sake of a few mortals. This is truly unwise."
"Remember this, it's not that I'm afraid of you, but fighting so fiercely for a few measly bites of blood is not the best course of action."
"If you don't leave Lanruo, let's see how long you can protect these mortals."
It's obvious that this demon is no longer willing to engage in a direct confrontation with Yan Chixia.
A few harsh words, imbued with a chilling, ghostly aura, fell, accompanied by a strange, seemingly random laugh that vanished in an instant, and the unusual tremors in the ground gradually subsided.
Looking back, even the two Ghost Shadow by the courtyard had vanished without a trace, like wisps of smoke in the wind.
They stood there for several breaths, and seeing that there was no further movement around them, they assumed that the old tree demon had fled.
Yan Chixia then sheathed his sword, turned around, his eyes flickering as he coldly stared at the several people in the room.
"And who are you? Why are you lingering in this place teeming with ghosts?"