Rumble!
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The earth shook and the mountains shook!
Countless cracks appeared on the peak of Ox-Head Mountain!
The immense force did not collapse the mountain, but it spread to every inch of the mountain.
At the same time.
A loud sound pierced through the sky.
A pungent burnt smell rose.
There was no fire on the mountain, but the vegetation and rocks had all turned into black ashes.
The blood snake in the belly of the mountain only let out a howl before its entire body turned into ashes. Even the demon core that it had spent a hundred years cultivating was turned into powder at this moment.
At this point, there were no more living things on Ox-Head Mountain.
To be exact, from this moment on, there was no longer any Ox-Head Mountain in the world.
The mountain wind brought by the huge shock howled. The light of the great sun faded at this moment, replaced by ashes that filled the sky.
When the dust floated up into the sky and formed a black cloud, the people at the foot of the mountain finally saw the current appearance of Ox-Head Mountain.
The originally tall mountain range had actually shrunk into a small black hill!
Everyone who witnessed this scene trembled.
A miracle!
This was a true miracle!
In the next moment, the people at the foot of the mountain knelt down in panic almost at the same time. They shook their necks and smashed their heads on the ground.
"Immortals!"
Under the black clouds, the scholar's silver robe flashed with a dazzling light as he fell from the sky.
Descended Immortal!
How could mortals not kneel in front of such a god?
The speed at which the scholar descended was extremely fast, almost the same as the speed at which he fell. When he was about to fall to the ground, a silver light flashed under his feet, and a large pit immediately exploded in the ground.
The scholar took a step forward and arrived in front of the horse.
The horse was startled by this movement and turned its head. When it saw that it was the scholar, joy flashed across its large watery eyes. It snorted and took the initiative to welcome him. It obediently lowered its head and invited the scholar to ride on its back.
Seeing the horse's attentive appearance, the scholar smiled and rode on the horse's back.
He didn't hold the reins, but took out the scroll he had been reading and swiped it on the map of Ox-Head Mountain.
He muttered softly.
"I wonder what the snake demon that is entangled with me looks like. If it is like this demon, I might have to kill it.”
Then, he flipped to a page and pointed in a direction.
Hush!
The horse neighed and started galloping.
All that was left was a cloud of dust.
As for the villagers who had helped the tyrant, they were still kneeling on the ground and worshipping him, but they did not get the scholar's attention for a moment.
This was because, in the eyes of the scholar, some people looked like humans, but in reality, they had long forgotten how to be human.
He had imposed his own misery on others, yet he felt at ease that he was only forced to do so. How could such a person who was neither human nor ghost be worth looking at?
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"Milord, what happened?"
On a mountain path not far from the Ox-Head Mountain, a man stopped a carriage at the side and asked a tall figure standing on a huge rock not far away.
The tall figure was wearing black armor. There were seven short golden spears on his back, and a Mo Blade hung from his waist. He was emitting a cold killing intent.
He rubbed the stubble on his chin, his eagle-like black eyes full of seriousness.
A moment later, his body shifted. Although he was wearing armor, he could move between the rocks like an antelope. His movements were smooth and natural. One look and one could tell that he was an expert.
He returned to the carriage and rode on an unbelievably huge black horse.
"If I'm not wrong, the Jindan freak of the Ox-Head Mountain has already been eliminated by a strong man.”
The young man who was driving the carriage was instantly overjoyed.
"Ha, I told you that heroes are everywhere in this world. How can we allow evil spirits to wreak havoc!”
He looked excited as he waved his whip and continued.
"If we didn't have important matters to attend to, we would definitely have to get to know that demon-slaying hero. Who knows, we might even become colleagues!”
The armored man didn't look happy.
"How do you know that those who vanquish demons are heroes? How do you know that demons and humans aren't attacking each other?”
The coachman was speechless.
When the armored man saw this, his expression became even uglier.
"Even if a hero who cares about the world makes a move, what status do we have to interact with him?”
The coachman spat out without thinking.
" Sir, you're the Demon-slaying General of the Monster-hunting Division…"
"Huh?" The armored man frowned and interrupted the coachman.
"Heh, there's no such thing as a Demon Hunting Bureau in Jiangnan Road.”
His tone was extremely strange. It was filled with sorrow, powerlessness, and anger…
The young coachman wanted to say something, but he suddenly heard a bell-like chuckle from the carriage.
"Hehehe, General Cui, you don't have to belittle yourself. Your divine power is unparalleled, and your schemes are unparalleled. With you around, there is nothing that the Monster-Arresting Department doesn't dare to interfere with, and there is nothing that it can't interfere with.”
The moment this delicate and pleasant voice appeared, the expressions of the two changed drastically.
The armored man's figure flashed and he entered the carriage. He took out a long black needle and stabbed it into a thin coffin that was covered in runes.
The long needle entered the coffin, and the runes on the thin coffin immediately lit up with golden light, then dimmed.
The general of the Demon Arrest Department, who was addressed as General Cui, finally relaxed a little.
When they got out of the carriage, the coachman's face was pale as he asked anxiously.
"Milord, how did that demoness break free of the restriction…"
"Cut the crap and hurry up. We don't have much time left.”
General Cui rode on his black horse tiredly and did not speak anymore.
The group of people disappeared along the winding mountain path.
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