Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

Chapter 69 Pointing at Demons as Humans



Chapter 69 Pointing at Demons as Humans

At this moment, demons gather!

The demons who came were all at the level of "Yin Spirit Astral Projection". Although they were not as seamlessly integrated as the Night Wandering Yin Spirit, they also possessed a trace of ghost immortal foundation, making them difficult to destroy.

However, it already possesses the ability to leave the body, and its spirit can reside in refined demon bodies and corpse puppets, far surpassing ordinary mortal bodies. It is fierce and awe-inspiring, and can be called a local tyrant.

Shocked by this ferocious power, the remaining elders and disciples of the Zhengyang Sect amidst the ruins were already deathly pale, cowering and trembling. Some were even more wretched, their crotches soaked through, reeking of a foul stench.

This disgraceful behavior drew a burst of shrill laughter from the surrounding demons.

"Tsk tsk, with such a mindset, does he even deserve to be called a member of the righteous path of Taoism?"

"It smells a bit like human flesh, perfect for pairing with drinks!"

"You ignorant brat, clinging to outdated doctrines, you're only fit to be food for us!"

The Bloodbeak Crow Beast, unable to resist its greed, slowly extended its several-foot-long, sharp beak, dripping corrosive venom, intending to lift the nearest Taoist disciple into the air and swallow him whole.

"Fellow Daoists, you have come a long way and have had a long journey."

But at that moment, a clear, gentle voice, calm and unhurried, rang out from the ruins, drowning out all the noise.

Fang Chen sat calmly, his gaze serene and still, like a deep well, slowly sweeping over the surrounding demons:

"Now, I am temporarily in charge of the Zhengyang Dao lineage, and this invitation is precisely what I wish to receive."

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

Immediately, a deafening roar of laughter erupted.

The heads of many demons turned, their scarlet, eerie green, and murky eyes, like countless will-o'-the-wisps, all focused on the young Taoist priest, their malice almost materializing.

"Ha! A mere child, still wet behind the ears, dares to presume to claim leadership of the Daoist tradition?!"

"Hmph... You're still a fledgling, yet you try to act like a master? Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

"You little beast! Speak quickly! What is the purpose of summoning your ancestors here? If you can't give a clear answer, I'll skin you alive, tear out your tendons, and eat your heart and liver with my wine!"

Faced with this overwhelming malice and ridicule, Fang Chen seemed not to hear it, and simply said:

"There's nothing special about it. Our temple is newly established, and everything needs to be rebuilt. We lack some funds and labor. You all enjoyed our temple's offerings in the past, and today... it's time for you to contribute."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

All the sneers and growls of the demons froze.

In those countless inhuman eyes, confusion was first replaced by utter astonishment.

Immediately afterwards—

"Hehehehe... Did you hear that? What nonsense is this little beast spouting? He wants us to serve him? To be at his beck and call?!"

"Inexperienced and clueless! Are you sure Zhengyang Dao isn't so easily frightened that they're sending a madman to take the fall?!"

"You flesh and blood, how dare you talk about contributing? Today, I will refine you all into blood pills to nourish your demonic bodies; that will be my greatest contribution!"

A deafening roar of laughter, curses, and shrieks erupted, and demonic energy surged into the sky, nearly tearing apart the remaining ruins.

Fang Chen didn't seem to care at all; his smile remained unchanged, and he said calmly:

"If you fellow Daoists are unwilling, I happen to possess an ancient secret technique called [Turning Demons into Humans]. Today's opportunity is rare, so I invite you all to... take a look."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the first demon to intrude, its head contorted in a ferocious goat-like manner, his smile gentle:

"Look at this fellow Daoist Gongyang, doesn't he look human right now?"

Upon hearing this, the demons fell silent for a moment, then erupted into even more piercing laughter and curses.

"What nonsense is this? He actually thinks we're all fools?"

"Its heart, liver, and soul must be an exceptionally delicious treat!"

"Heh heh heh, you ram, you've been underestimated by a mere brat!"

The gray sheep demon, enraged, laughed instead, its foul-smelling maw wide open, about to spew forth filthy words—

Before he could finish speaking, a sword gourd quietly appeared in Fang Chen's palm.

immediately--

quick!quick!quick!

Like lightning splitting the sky, like the cold moon brushing against the neck, a chilling, extremely sharp white light suddenly appeared from the mouth of the gourd and disappeared in a flash!

Before the ram demon could even think, its enormous demonic body, tempered by Yin energy for many years and as hard as refined iron, silently exploded into a sky full of foul-smelling blood mist!

The Yin spirit hidden deep within the demon's body only had time to let out a short, mournful howl that sounded inhuman before it was completely annihilated by the lingering power of the silent sword light, its soul scattered!

The temple instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The sneers, mockery, and greed on the faces of all the demons froze, turning into expressions of horror.

The only sounds in the arena were the faint rustling of blood mist and Fang Chen's slightly regretful sigh.

"It seems my cultivation is too shallow; this technique... I have not yet been able to complete it."

The deathly silence lasted only a moment before it was engulfed by an even more violent surge of shock and rage!

"You brat, how dare you try to kill someone!"

"How dare this mere blood sacrifice rebel! We must skin him alive, tear him apart, and burn him to a crisp!"

"Let's all attack together!"

The demons howled, their ferocious aura soaring into the sky, ready to swarm forward, tear the young Taoist priest to pieces, devour him, and refine his soul into oil!

But in the instant their killing intent erupted and their demonic power surged—

That indescribable, chilling feeling, stemming from the very instinct of life, suddenly gripped the heart of every demon!

They raised their heads in horror.

All around the temple, a deep, inky, and viscous darkness had somehow engulfed everything, as if the world had been encased in an invisible, indestructible jar of the underworld.

Above the mouth of the jar, there seemed to be a terrifying giant, towering like a small mountain, with three enormous heads, slowly lowering its gaze.

Three heads, three skulls, three pairs of dark eyes, like six bottomless, icy pools, reflecting the terrified and distorted faces of the demons below.

Three real people!

An invisible illusion, an immense pressure, descended like the sky collapsing, causing the demons to tremble with fear, yet they dared not move an inch more.

Fang Chen seemed oblivious, his gaze shifting until it landed on the Iron-feathered Blood Raven, his smile gentle:

"Look again, everyone. Does this Fellow Daoist Blood Raven look like a human being now?"

The blood crow that was struck suddenly stood on end, its iron feathers bristling, its face contorted with extreme fear.

Without the slightest hesitation, its body surged with crimson light and demonic power, its form rapidly shrinking and deforming amidst a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

In a short while, an old witch appeared on the spot, her face wrinkled, dressed in black, and her body covered in a mixture of rottenness and blood.

She forced a fawning smile onto her face and bowed deeply.

"I...I report to Your Excellency! This lowly demon...no, this humble Taoist is human! Human!"

The remaining demons, seeing this, seemed to awaken from a dream, nodding frantically and shouting in loud voices:

"It's a person! It's a person!"

"Master, your discerning eyes are truly remarkable! This is clearly a human being!"

"Alas!" Fang Chen clapped his hands, seemingly delighted. "It seems my magical power has improved; this technique... has actually succeeded!"

His smile remained unchanged as he casually pointed to the "Giant's View" made of rotting corpses stitched together next to him.

The enormous monster shuddered, its rotting flesh falling off in a flurry. It hastily shrank its body, twisting and piecing itself together, transforming into a tall, dark-skinned giant reeking of corpses. He stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

Fang Chen then pointed to the three-eyed fox demon.

The three evil green eyes of the demon fox were filled with panic. They hurriedly suppressed their demonic aura and transformed into a woman in colorful clothes with strange patterns at the corners of her eyes. She was alluring but looked terrified. She lowered her eyes and dared not look directly at them.

Finally, wherever his finger touched, whether it was the deer-headed goat monster or any other strange demon, they all rushed forward, each using their own methods.

Suddenly, demonic light flashed wildly, foul air surged, and all sorts of strange and incongruous "people" appeared on the spot.

Suppressing their discomfort and resentment, they cautiously pushed and shoved their way into the dilapidated hall, where they found cushions and low stools on either side of the remaining main seat and huddled down as if sitting on pins and needles.

Deep within the eyes of each pair—some dark blue, some scarlet, some murky—surged a deep-seated resentment and murderous intent.

Yet, due to the terrifying pressure hanging overhead and the power of the instantaneous killing, his expression was forcibly distorted into a complex mix of flattery and fear, his face contorted and twisted, sending chills down one's spine.

Fang Chen seemed oblivious to this bizarre scene, clapped his hands with delight, and laughed heartily:

"Hehehe... Ah no! It's hahaha! Fellow Daoists, how effective is my technique of 'Turning Demons into Humans'?"

In an instant, a chorus of agreement erupted from below, with everyone vying to be first and offering extremely obsequious praise:

"Master, your method is unparalleled in this world!"


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