Reconciled, One Evil and One Good

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Yang Jian!"

Yang Jian nodded and led a large army of Demon Race towards Heavenly Water Lake.

Along the way, all the Demon Race soldiers that Yang Jian and his companions encountered were slaughtered, with not a single one surviving.

Soon after, Yang Jian and his companions arrived at the edge of Heavenly Water Lake, where a huge waterfall stood. At the foot of the waterfall was a pavilion in the middle of the lake, where three old men and two middle-aged men were sitting.

The three elders were a man and a woman, two of whom were middle-aged. The man and woman were both at the Golden Immortal Realm, while the woman was at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm, just one step away from reaching the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.

"Yang Jian, you're finally back! We've been waiting for you for so long, please come in!"

An elderly woman with a white beard stood up and smiled at Yang Jian.

"Hehe, greetings, senior!"

Yang Jian his hands in greeting and led his men into Heavenly Water Lake. He found a place to sit cross-legged and recover from his injuries.

Yang Jian's injuries were severe; if it weren't for the Chaos Bell's assistance, he would have died long ago.

Not long after, Tieguai Li led the Demon Race army to the Heavenly Water Lake.

"Yang Jian, these people are all in your hands!"

Tieguai Li pointed to the Demon Race corpses on the ground and said.

"Thank you!"

Yang Jian nodded and led his men forward.

Yang Jian collected the Demon Race corpses from the ground.

"Gentlemen, leave these people to us. We guarantee we'll bring them back to their respective territories!"

Yang Jian looked at the surrounding Demon Race army and said.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

The numerous Demon Race bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing? Get out of here! You are no match for them!"

Han Xiangzi shook his head and said unhappily.

"Han Xiangzi, these people are my enemies, and you won't be able to stop them!"

Yang Jian stared coldly at Han Xiangzi and said.

Han Xiangzi frowned. "I was right! You're no match for them, so what are you still doing here?"

Yang Jian ignored Han Xiangzi and continued, "Gentlemen, these are all Demon Race. They are the Demon King's henchmen, the most ferocious and cunning representatives of the Demon Race. You are no match for them. You would better leave quickly to avoid being implicated!"

Yang Jian knew that his persuasion would be ineffective, but he had to try. If Yang Jian Han Xiangzi insisted on not giving up, Yang Jian would have no choice but to resort to violence.

As expected, upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Han Xiangzi's expression changed slightly, clearly indicating that he was wavering.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes darted around, and he said:

"Since you are unwilling to leave, then I, Yang, will have no choice but to resort to violence. I will give you ten seconds to consider. After ten seconds, you will no longer be able to act with us!"

Of course, you can stay after ten seconds, but I guarantee you won't benefit from it. I will personally slaughter you Demon Race then!

Yang Jian's tone was very calm, but the underlying threat was very strong.

"Hmph, what a boastful tone!"

Upon hearing Yang Jian's threat, the two middle-aged men snorted coldly, their faces full of disdain.

"Yang Jian, your threats are useless. They won't listen to you unless you kill them now, but is that even possible?"

These individuals are the second strongest in our Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range; even His Majesty the Demon Emperor is no match for them!

At this moment, Tieguai Li walked up, glanced coldly at the two middle-aged men, and spoke.

"Hehe, Tieguai Li, you're right. They are indeed no match for me, but they can unite to kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's lips curled into a strange smile, and he said...

"What?"

After hearing Yang Jian's words, Tieguai Li's eyes flashed with shock.

This Yang Jian is simply insane! He actually wants to wipe out all the Demon Race in ten seconds? That's wishful thinking! Is that even possible?

What are they? Their strength surpasses that of cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm. Although Yang Jian is quite powerful, he absolutely cannot do that.

"Yang Jian, you're dreaming! Ten seconds? Hahaha, how naive!"

"If you don't believe me, go ahead and try!" Yang Jian said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Alright, let's see what you're capable of!"

The young man in red sneered, and with a flick of his sleeve, a long spear appeared in his hand.

A terrifying pressure emanated from the spear, and a monstrous Sha Qi killing intent emanated from it, causing Yang Jian's spirits to invigorate. The killing intent on the spear was extremely dense, demonstrating just how profound and unfathomable the path of slaughter this person had cultivated was.

"Good heavens, no wonder they are the most powerful Demon Race in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range! They possess such sophisticated killing techniques. This killing technique is practically a killing array; Demon Race whose cultivation is below the Nascent Soul Realm will be doomed once they fall into it!"

Yang Jian sighed.

"Hehe, Yang Jian, you're mistaken. This is just an ordinary martial art, but its power is quite remarkable!"

Han Xiangzi smiled faintly.

"Not bad? What do you mean?" Yang Jian couldn't help but ask.

"The Spear of Slaughter is a powerful weapon used by the Demon Race to kill enemies. It can make enemies feel immense pain, sorrow, anger, despair, resentment, hatred... In short, all negative emotions can stimulate the potential within them."

This Spear of Slaughter is divided into five levels. Generally, Demon Race cultivate the fourth level. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the power that can be unleashed. However, once you reach the sixth level, it becomes very difficult to cultivate. At least the cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm is required. And the seventh level is even more difficult. You must reach the Quasi-Sage Realm to successfully cultivate it!"Han Xiangzi said.

"I see!"

Yang Jian nodded. He had only sensed the immense power of the Spear of Slaughter, but hadn't observed it closely. Now, after hearing Han Xiangzi's explanation, he suddenly had some understanding of the Spear of Slaughter.

Han Xiangzi added some more details, and only after listening did Yang Jian finally understand the ins and outs of this Spear of Slaughter.

"Yang Jian, I'll deal with these people. You focus on improving your cultivation!"

Han Xiangzi gave Yang Jian a few words of advice, then walked towards the two middle-aged men.

"Fellow Daoists, our Demon Race does not fight with other races. If you do not wish to leave, I will not force you, but you must be careful!"

Han Xiangzi spoke up.

"Hehe, Han Xiangzi, the Demon Race of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range are not afraid of your Demon Race. No matter how powerful you are, you will not escape death today!"

That's right, no one can save you today!

The two middle-aged men spoke at the same time.

"Alright! Since that's the case, I won't waste any more words. Make your move, and I'll show you what despair and death are!"

Han Xiangzi said coldly.