Chapter 49

"Demons?" Yang Zhen's brows furrowed, somewhat surprised. When he first became the national master of Biquguo, Yang Zhen had taken a tour around the area. Within a thousand miles of Biquguo, not to mention demons, even animals with awakened intelligence were rarely seen. How could demons cause trouble in just fifty years?

"Exactly!" The king of Biquguo also frowned, but his tone was very firm: "After that soldier returned, I sent people to confirm the situation at the border. The troublemakers are indeed demons, about five hundred in number, and a long-nosed demon is their leader."

Nodding, Yang Zhen asked, "What is the current situation in the country?"

"I have already ordered that trade caravans within the country should not go out for now. As for the caravans coming to Biquguo, I have also sent people to intercept them by taking detours." The king's expression was very serious. If Biquguo could not engage in trade, it would be a huge blow to the country.

"Since it's a demon problem, sending soldiers won't help. Hmm... I'll take care of it." Yang Zhen said.

"For this, I, on behalf of the tens of millions of people of Biquguo, thank the national master." The king bowed to Yang Zhen, expressing his sincere gratitude.

Yang Zhen stepped aside and smiled, "Your Majesty, there's no need for that. I've been in Biquguo for fifty years and have developed a deep affection for this place. Your Majesty, please rest assured. Although these small demons are rampant, their cultivation is not high, and I can deal with them with a wave of my hand. What I am concerned about is why these small demons have appeared near Biquguo..."

"National Master, do you think they were sent by an enemy country?" the king asked cautiously.

Yang Zhen chuckled, "These matters need to be investigated by Your Majesty. The situation is urgent, so I will go and deal with these demons first. We can discuss the rest later."

"National Master, please be extremely careful!"

As the sky grew darker, the sky near Biquguo became particularly gloomy. Layers of black mist spread across the sky, hinting at something ominous. Night was the domain of demons. As night fell, the wind grew cold, and the sounds of ghosts and wolves could be heard, startling the soul. Even Yang Zhen, who had just arrived, felt somewhat uneasy.

But Yang Zhen, with his Third Rank True Immortal cultivation, was not affected by this at all.

Descending from the clouds, Yang Zhen focused his gaze and saw that the road was already occupied by a group of demons. Hundreds of demons were gathered in several large circles, eating something. Without looking, Yang Zhen knew they were eating human flesh. For demons, human flesh and blood were highly nourishing, and consuming them greatly enhanced their strength.

However, doing so inevitably brought karmic retribution, preventing them from reaching the highest realm.

Humans, after all, were the main characters recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Nuwa created humans and became a sage, and the other sages also established their teachings to civilize humanity, thereby achieving sagehood. In the current situation of the primordial world, the fate of humans as the main characters of the world was unbreakable. Opposing humans was equivalent to opposing the Heavenly Dao.

Yang Zhen revealed his form and descended from the sky, standing on a large rock, looking down at the group of demons below.

After scanning the area, Yang Zhen asked in a deep voice, "Who sent you here?"

"Wow~ Wow~!"

Seeing Yang Zhen appear, the small demons stood up, waving their weapons and shouting loudly. Only the elephant demon, their leader, had a serious expression, gripping his weapon tightly. However, from his wandering eyes, it was clear he was looking for an escape route.

But with the dark sky and Yang Zhen not having the Fire Eye, he did not notice the elephant demon's actions.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in this mess, be careful, you might come with a life but leave without one." The elephant demon pointed his large hammer at Yang Zhen and threatened him loudly.

As soon as the elephant demon finished speaking, he felt a cool breeze pass by his ear, followed by a sharp pain in his chest. He was lifted off the ground and flew backward.

He crashed into several others, finally hitting a large rock. With a "boom," the rock shattered, and the elephant demon fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Speaking tough words requires strength. Without strength, speaking tough words is ignorance!" Yang Zhen walked step by step toward the elephant demon. All the demons dared not stand in his way, involuntarily scattering to the sides as he approached.

Stopping ten steps away from the elephant demon, Yang Zhen used his magic to lift the elephant demon into the air and said, "I'll ask you again, who sent you here? If you speak, I'll give you a chance to live. If you don't, I'll make you wish you were dead."

"Cough, cough, cough!" The elephant demon coughed up blood, shocked at Yang Zhen's strength. He never expected that one blow from Yang Zhen would render him unable to fight. Examining his internal injuries, the elephant demon was horrified to find that his insides were in a mess. If he did not quickly heal, he would become a cripple. Even if he started healing immediately, it would take decades to recover from such severe injuries.

The elephant demon had thought that with his Fourth Rank True Immortal cultivation, even if he was not a match for Yang Zhen, he could still escape using his innate strength. But he never imagined that he could not even withstand one blow from Yang Zhen.

If it were fifty years ago, when Yang Zhen did not use the Three Pure Fire, he might have had a chance to escape. But fifty years later, things were completely different.

Yang Zhen had upgraded his passive skills for increasing speed and strength, as well as his pet skill "Heavy Strike," to level 5. This doubled his speed and strength and doubled his attack power. In such a situation, even an opponent of the same level as Yang Zhen would not be a match for him in a physical fight.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah—"

Seeing the elephant demon remain silent, Yang Zhen slightly increased the force in his right hand, and the magic surrounding the elephant demon instantly tightened, making his bones creak.

"Do you still not want to speak?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Run!" Before the elephant demon could speak, the small demons around him shouted, throwing down their weapons and fleeing in all directions.

"Hmph!" Yang Zhen chuckled and waved his left hand. A huge suction force came from the sleeve of his left hand, and in just a breath, it sucked in hundreds of small demons.

Yang Zhen's "Swallowing the Heavens" was similar to Zhenyuanzi's "Sleeve of Chaos," but the effects were different.

Those sucked into the "Sleeve of Chaos" would fall into a coma in a chaotic environment. Those sucked into the "Swallowing the Heavens" would be in a completely dark environment but would not lose consciousness, not even able to sleep.

This was why the Dragon King of Biqu River had surrendered so quickly. Spending three months in a completely dark environment, someone with an unstable Dao heart like the Dragon King of Biqu River would be lucky not to go mad.

Seeing the elephant demon still remain silent, Yang Zhen said impatiently, "It seems you are determined to die for loyalty..."