Xu Qingtong shattered Feng Butong's demonic core in two moves, destroying all his cultivation.
Originally, he had intended to kill the man, but as he struck, he received a voice transmission: "Don't take his life!"
So he changed his mind at the last moment and directed four Dark Spirits to strike Feng Butong's dantian.
The one who had sent him the voice transmission was none other than Lu Gui'nian, the lord of Hanshui City. He could disregard anyone else's standing, but he still had to show some respect to the lord of Hanshui City, a Devil Master!
Xu Qingtong withdrew his spells, cupped his fist toward Hanshui City, then leisurely left the Garrison Camp and headed straight for the city.
Everyone in the Garrison Camp had been scared witless. They stared blankly as Xu Qingtong departed before finally remembering Feng Butong on the ground. In a flurry of hands and feet, they carried Feng Butong back into the tent. For now, we shall leave them there.
As for Xu Qingtong, he sped along and soon reached Hanshui City.
He took out his Identity Token and, after having the gate guards inspect it, headed straight for the City Lord's Manor.
"Brat, why have you come back again? And the moment you returned, you cost me one of my great generals!" Lu Gui'nian said with some dissatisfaction as he looked at Xu Qingtong before him.
"Senior Lu, forgive my bluntness, but there's no benefit in keeping someone so narrow-minded, someone who repays even the slightest grievance! Sooner or later, he'll do something detrimental to the Human Race," Xu Qingtong said.
"But he was already at the peak of Demon Marshal, after all. He was very likely to become another Demon King for Hanshui City!"
"With character like his, the higher his cultivation,