Chapter 980: Chapter 954 Dividing the Loot Sitting Down
Tangyu smirked and said, “Bull Demon King, we’re here today to kill you, to flatten Ox Demon Mountain. Do you really think I might spare you? If I can’t kill you alone, haven’t you noticed I have three brothers here? Do you really think they’re just for show?”
Bull Demon King’s face darkened, his eyes flickering with sinister sharpness, and his gaze involuntarily swept over Zhuang Qian and the other two. Although he didn’t sense any threatening aura from the trio, being disciples of the Yanshan Sect, they certainly wouldn’t be weak. He couldn’t handle Tangyu; can he manage if three more join?
But how prideful is the Bull Demon King; there was no chance he would show weakness now. With a chilling demonic aura, he said, “Kid, what difference does it make if all four come at me? You can’t defeat me, and fighting will only lead to mutual destruction.”
Tangyu replied, “I don’t think it will be mutual destruction; I think you will die.”
“Damn, kid, you’re too arrogant!” Bull Demon King was now extremely furious.
Ying—
Tangyu wasted no more words, and with Mindful Style, unleashed Sword Technique Transforming Yin Yang, slicing through the cosmos.
Bull Demon King could only charge forward again, enveloped by Blood Transformation, bizarre and foreboding, myriad evil deities. His Trident, like a Divine Weapon, slammed down with a lofty grandeur, as if this strike could shatter mountains and rivers.
“Kill!” Zhuang Qian moved too, with a single sword strike, a torrential sword rain burst forth from the blade tip, like a faucet gushing water. Yet what spews is not water but sword rain, with the might and sensation akin to Myriad Swords Return to Origin. A single sword strike, shaking the heavens and earth, with a thousand swords following, charged towards Bull Demon King.
This is a powerful cultivation technique, named “Myriad Sword Rain,” and executed by Zhuang Qian, its potency was substantial. Zhuang Qian himself was at Mystic Law Realm Third Layer, though not perfect in realm, the power gained from the sword force barely pushed his strength up to Mystic Law Realm Fourth Layer. If Bull Demon King didn’t employ the Sinful Technique, it’s hard to say Zhuang Qian wouldn’t have the strength to battle him.
But at this moment, he could only assist Tangyu in the fight.
“Kill kill!!” Yu Feng and Zi Cang also shouted simultaneously and charged forward.
Yu Feng cultivated both the Golden Path and Water Path, while Zi Cang cultivated the Golden Path and Wood Path; being able to manage two paths made them geniuses indeed. This month of cultivation at Yanshan Sect allowed them to merge the two paths further. They both selected a cultivation technique, though their chosen technique was only a normal grade, the fusion of the two paths significantly boosted their strength. Previously their paths had achieved initial fusion, and a month’s cultivation perfected the fusion.
Thus, even though their realms were still Mystic Law Realm Second Layer, their strength had reached Mystic Law Realm Third Layer level.
Against typical Mystic Law Realm Third Layer cultivators, they were likely able to defeat them.
Both charged full force at Bull Demon King; the combined might of the four was absolutely terrifying.
Bull Demon King’s expression grew increasingly grim. Indeed, Yanshan Sect disciples were not to be trifled with; although these three weren’t as strong as Tangyu, they weren’t weak either. Damn, truly damnable. Bull Demon King could only grit his teeth and make his final stand.
Boom!!!
The assault from Tangyu and the others swiftly arrived at Bull Demon King’s front, with Tangyu leading the aggressive attack, Zhuang Qian providing strong support, and Yu Feng and Zi Cang aiming for the fatal strike.
Bull Demon King immediately sensed tremendous danger approaching, this perilous feeling was unsettling, giving a sense of impending doom.
“Roar—” The Bull Demon King let out an earth-shattering roar in fury.
Although he blocked Tangyu and Zhuang Qian’s assault, he couldn’t defend against Yu Feng and Zi Cang’s attacks; utterly overwhelmed. Hence, their swords directly struck Bull Demon King’s body, fortunately, he protected his vital spots.
Slash slash—
On Bull Demon King’s massive body, shocking wounds were carved out, blood gushed out like springs, and Bull Demon King howled in maddening rage.
Yet Bull Demon King could not resist, he couldn’t divert attention to handling Yu Feng and Zi Cang, or else Tangyu’s strike might end him directly.
Tangyu and the others’ combined assault was fatal, Bull Demon King’s condition became dire, with more and more wounds, quickly turning into a bloodied figure, making him appear even more demonic.
“The opportunity’s here!” Tangyu coldly shouted, and simultaneously with Zhuang Qian, launched a deadly strike.
Bull Demon King immediately felt the aura of death, terrified, he unleashed a desperate roar: “No—”
Yet soon, his roar was swallowed and extinguished by the heavens and earth.
The swords of all four pierced directly into Bull Demon King’s vital parts in sequence, instantly freezing his large body in air, stripped of any resistance. Bull Demon King’s glaring eyes were filled with anger and reluctance.
The mighty Bull Demon King, has died just like that.
“Dead—”
The seven Demon Monsters witnessing this were all shocked, as if struck by lightning.
“Escape!”
This thought suddenly flashed through the minds of the seven demon monsters, and as soon as the thought emerged, they very tacitly dispersed and fled. Moreover, those few from the Yao race transformed into their true forms, fleeing with the utmost speed.
“Hmph, trying to escape? Die!” Tangyu snorted coldly and charged forward to kill them.
“No, don’t kill me!”
“Spare me, mighty one!”
“Ah, I’ll fight you to the death!”
The seven demon monsters were quickly slaughtered by Tangyu and his three companions, so escaping was naturally impossible for them.
Thus, this battle can be considered completely finished, perfectly concluded, with all the bandits of Ox Demon Mountain slain. This major threat was eradicated at its roots, restoring peace to the region.
After cleaning up the battlefield, they gathered all the spoils in one place, forming a small pile.
“Haha, the killing is done, now let’s sit down and divide the spoils. We’ve cleaned out a mountain bandit hideout, and the harvest isn’t small. I’ll tally it up first,” Zhuang Qian laughed heartily, finding joy in sharing the loot.
The tallying results came out quickly: “Tsk tsk, not bad. There are more than four hundred thousand lower-grade Pure Yang Stones in total, plus a variety of magic artifacts, some odd bits together, probably worth about ten to twenty thousand more Pure Yang Stones, summing up to sixty thousand lower-grade Pure Yang Stones. Each of us can take fifteen thousand—pretty good, quite a rich income. Haha, no wonder so many cultivators are willing to become bandits, killing and looting pays fast.”
“Tsk tsk, I’m thinking, if we ever have spare time, we should wipe out these various bandit forces, haha.”
Tangyu curled his lip and said, “If you really have the spare time, go ahead, but we won’t accompany you.”
“Cough, how can you be so unbrotherly? Getting rich should be a group effort. Alright then, let’s clean up the scene and see inside; maybe others are imprisoned inside,” Zhuang Qian naturally joked.
After tidying up the battlefield and dividing the spoils, Tangyu and his three companions proceeded inside, quickly finding a massive blood pond. Beneath it was earth fire, boiling the blood like soup, and within the blood, occasionally white skulls would rise.
The overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating. Witnessing this, even Tangyu felt a bit queasy thinking about how many people must have been killed to collect so much blood.
Seeing this made everyone’s anger rise uncontrollably.
“Damn, this Bull Demon King is truly wicked, using such means to cultivate Sinful Technique.” Tangyu gritted his teeth.
Zhuang Qian frowned and shook his head, saying, “Let’s go, there’s no need to care about this. It’s unbearable.”
They soon found a huge prison cell, where over a hundred people were kept—old and young, men and women—all huddled helplessly in a corner, looking pathetic.
Seeing someone approaching, the imprisoned people were even more terrified, as if expecting the end of the world.
Some children even began to cry but were immediately muffled by adults, fearing that any sound might provoke the bandits’ wrath.
Witnessing this stirred anger in everyone. Tangyu shook his head and said, “Don’t be afraid, we aren’t the bad guys. We’re disciples of the Yanshan Sect. All the mountain bandits of Ox Demon Mountain have been killed by us. Now you’re safe and free, you can return home. No one will capture or kill you anymore.”
Tangyu’s words caused the imprisoned people to exchange glances, warily looking at Tangyu and his companions, hesitating to believe him.
It was obvious these people were severely traumatized.
Tangyu shook his head, walked over, and destroyed the prison cell’s door, opening it. However, these people shrank further into the corner, with some men gazing at Tangyu with extreme vigilance.
Zhuang Qian stepped forward, saying, “Don’t worry, we’re really not bad guys; we’re good people, disciples of the Yanshan Sect. You should have heard of it—an Immortal Cultivation Sacred Land, a reputable sect, the rulers of Yanshan region. We came under Yanshan Sect’s orders to rescue you. Now, all the bandits at Ox Demon Mountain have been slain. I will guide you down the mountain.”
Everyone looked at each other, unsure whether to believe.
After a while, a slightly bold middle-aged man spoke, “Don’t be afraid, these surely are immortals from Yanshan Sect. If they were bandits, they wouldn’t treat us this kindly. Let’s go down the mountain with them. Staying here means certain death.”
Hearing this, everyone finally reacted, slowly standing up, though many remained worried.
“Let’s go,” Tangyu said without further explanation; descending the mountain would confirm their sincerity.
Tangyu and his companions led the way; the people followed cautiously, extremely vigilant.