Chapter 187 - 111: Great Demons Enter the County, a Sky-Toppling Calamity; The Boss Raises His Saber, Shields the Populace, and Sends Demon Heads Rolling

Chapter 187: Chapter 111: Great Demons Enter the County, a Sky-Toppling Calamity; The Boss Raises His Saber, Shields the Populace, and Sends Demon Heads Rolling

"You three from the Central Yellow Sect—didn’t you say you wanted revenge?"

"Send men with a coffin. I want it smashed at the gates of the Ji Residence!"

"The one whose son died, come with me."

"The other two, go find your Altar Master and execute his plan. Wait until my boys have had their fun. They’ll kill some of the mindless beasts, and the rest will know to back off."

"Go be heroes!"

The White Ape Gorge Master waved his hand.

’Mad Lion’ Zhang Liechen and ’Cangying’ Xu Xin, the two former Dragon Heads of the Lion Hall and the Eagle Falcon Gang—once part of the Three Great Gangs—exchanged a glance. Taking a deep breath, they shot into the county!

「On this day.」

They would, with their own hands...

avenge everything they had ever lost!

County Magistrate, Zhao Jiu!

And that brat...

The Anning County Yamen, the Three Great Halls, the Three Major Professions, and the Mountain Living usurpers who took over West Street...

Not a single one would be spared!

’We’ll make sure the foundations you’ve built over decades turn to dust in a single day!’

"I’ve made some inquiries. That wretched girl who dug up my own father’s grave? The same brat who killed your son has taken her in."

"Birds of a feather, I see. They’re all a bunch of degenerates. Not a good one among them!"

Recalling an incident on the mountain paths,

the White Ape Gorge Master growled, gritting his teeth.

As for Yang Daohan, with Gang Qi surging all over his body...

He stood alone in the wind and snow, a coffin on his shoulder. His refined features were twisted with malice.

"Indeed, Master."

"I want that brat..."

"Dead!"

The need to avenge his son’s murder and the bitterness of having his life’s work stolen—it was all there.

’So what if I have to collude with demons and throw in my lot with traitors?’

’I will have my revenge. I’ll carry this coffin myself to bury your corpse!’

...

A black tide of demons, numbering in the hundreds, even thousands, surged into Anning.

The quiet prelude of the snowy night was shattered in an instant.

Wails, shouts, and cries for help mingled together, spreading rapidly from the outskirts like a sudden peal of thunder.

The county residents had been enjoying a moment of peace before the New Year’s festivities. In an instant, that peace was gone, replaced by collapsing homes and displacement. Terrified faces confronted the demons that suddenly burst into their courtyards and rooms. A mad scramble began as everyone fled toward the Inner Street!

They ran there because that’s where the guild manors, the Martial Arts Halls, and the County Yamen were. That’s where they might survive!

...

Having just left the docks, Ji Xiu’s expression turned grim the moment he heard what Jiang Li said.

"Judging by the commotion, there must be hundreds, even thousands of demons. And..."

"There are three ’newborn’ Great Demons."

Newborn Great Demons!

Ji Xiu’s pupils constricted.

’In a small county like this, three demons comparable to Qi Cultivation Grandmasters have actually appeared!?’

Jiang Li seemed to hear the miserable wails. She frowned, and for the first time, a rare trace of killing intent marred the serene beauty of her face.

"It must be a rift from the Abyss Ruins Heaven. It gave the demons in the Earth Dragon Cave the opportunity to break through their bottleneck."

"Damn it! Are the inspectors for these remote Prefecture Cities completely useless?!"

"Any place where demons are known to dwell is supposed to be surveyed annually for new Outer Dao Rifts—mirage-like passages connecting the two realms... These people are completely derelict in their duties!"

"A small, poor county town is a hardship post with little to gain. So just because it’s been peaceful for years and there’s no profit in it, they can’t be bothered to come?"

"Human life may be cheap, but their lives..."

"...are certainly ’precious’ enough."

Jiang Li’s voice was laced with scorn.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiu spurred his deer toward East Street at full speed. As he arrived, he found a scene of utter chaos. The faces of the townspeople were etched with terror and despair. They were being cut down by White Apes, Red Pythons, and Thunder Leopards, their lives hanging by a thread.

Many of them were people who made their living in the old alleys and near the Fire Kiln. He recognized many of their faces, but some were already lying dead in the blood-stained snow.

Roofs had collapsed. Terrified refugees trampled one another in their panic...

Seeing this, Ji Xiu’s brow tightened. He drew his long saber. He no longer concealed the power of his Mercury Blood Silver Marrow, which had already broken through the Extreme Realm. In an instant, his Qi and Blood flared like a Furnace, as if a hidden dragon were roaring in fury as it ascended.

For a moment, it was as bright as the midday sun, turning night into day!

With a saber style like fire bursting from hell, he leaped forward, beheading several White Ape and Red Python demons with each movement.

"Boss... Boss Ji!?"

"It’s Master Ji!"

Someone who recognized Ji Xiu cried out the name of the young man slaying demons in the snowy night. Soon, a crowd began to gather behind him, their legs trembling as they followed him cautiously, their numbers growing...

Ji Xiu glanced back at them.

"I’ll take you to the Wind and Cloud Hall on East Street to take shelter. It was built by the Three Major Professions."

He wasn’t worried about his own home, or his little sister.

’If there’s any place in Anning that’s absolutely safe right now...’

’...it has to be the one guarded by the Daoist Expert, Fan Nansong, and Master Duan, who has broken the Three Limits to become a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster. That place is the most secure!’

With that in mind,

Ji Xiu advanced, saber in hand. Standing alone in the wind and snow, his presence was as imposing as a fortress. His sweeping strikes dyed his black clothes crimson as he slaughtered his way forward, leaving the snowy path lined with the corpses of demons.

Many of the residents of Anning County were people he knew, or people who had worked for his businesses and were connected to him in countless ways.

Out of a sense of duty, he had to save them. He had to escort them to the nearest gathering point for Martial Artists so they could take shelter!

Beside him, Jiang Li’s expression had been frosty.

But as she followed him and witnessed this scene, it softened considerably.

"Still, it’s a good thing that..."

"...not all ’Martial Artists’ have forgotten their roots."

Until—

Ji Xiu carved a path to the Wind and Cloud Hall!

And kicked open the main gate!

But inside, he was met with a sudden standoff. The men of the Three Major Professions were gathered together. Their three leaders—Lu Chengfeng, Wei Dinchang, and Xuu Manor—were staring daggers at a group on the other side: Central Yellow Disciples, all clad in yellow.

Ji Xiu glanced at their leaders and saw they were no strangers.

They were two of the three great Dragon Heads whose territory he had taken and whose foundations he had claimed!

Mad Lion and Cangying!