Chapter 1

Autumn. There is wind. The setting sun is like blood. The atmosphere is desolate, like a blade.

In the middle of the blue stone path of the small town, five bodies are lined up.

The dead are in a terrible state.

Each of the deceased has a terrifying hole the size of a bowl in their head, their brains completely drained. The dark red blood had long since dried, congealing at the edges of the holes, mixed with matted hair, attracting buzzing green-headed flies.

A young man in hemp clothing, with tied hair and a sword on his back, walked slowly past the five bodies, his expression indifferent. A divine light surrounded him, and when he opened and closed his eyes, a deep sharpness could be seen. His every move exuded authority.

"Sir... Sir... The bodies of several... several people are here... It... It looks like... the... the legendary... the demon clan's... the demon clan's doing..." A middle-aged man in dark blue robes, sweating profusely, stammered.

Under the oppressive aura of the young man in hemp clothing, he almost fell to his knees.

Behind this middle-aged man, several hundred people, men and women, young and old, stood against the wall, all of them natives of the small town. At this moment, they were all as silent as cicadas in winter, their faces ashen, not daring to breathe heavily.

"Are you the mayor of this town?" Behind the young man in hemp clothing, several other young men stood. They were all dressed in tight-fitting clothes, robust and strong. One of them pointed at the middle-aged man and shouted, "Is everyone in the town here?"

"Yes, yes, I am the mayor. After this disaster, I am also very anxious... Everyone is here, all here..." The middle-aged man, the mayor of this unnamed small town, replied.

"Brother Fang, it seems that a demon has infiltrated the town's natives, waiting for an opportunity to attack our Yunyu Sect disciples... Please, Brother Fang, take action to subdue the demon and avenge the three junior disciples and two old nannies!" The young man who had questioned the mayor bowed deeply to the young man in hemp clothing.

Brother Fang waved his hand slightly, and the young man immediately fell silent.

"There is a demonic aura in this town..." Brother Fang closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. His gaze swept over the area, and a sharpness emerged. The mayor and the town's natives, who were standing against the wall, immediately fell to the ground, all kneeling!

"Very good. It's actually hiding in this town." Brother Fang smiled coldly. "Do you want to attack our Yunyu Sect disciples? Hahahaha! You have some skill, to be able to temporarily hide from me. Interesting, very interesting."

Brother Fang took a step forward and looked down at the mayor, who was trembling on the ground.

The mayor cried out in fear, "Sir, it's not me... it's not me... I am not a demon..."

Brother Fang sneered and turned to a woman standing nearby.

The old woman's throat made a choking sound, her soul almost flying away. "I am not a demon... spare me... sir, spare me..."

Brother Fang walked past each of the town's natives, and each one, as he passed, would cry out in fear, desperately trying to defend themselves, and bowing repeatedly.

However, Brother Fang did not seem to find the demon among the natives.

At this moment, a yellow dog suddenly ran out from a house on the street, barking twice. Suddenly, a dragon-like sword cry emerged from Brother Fang's body, and a sword aura slashed through the air, pinning the dog to the ground.

The town's natives were even more terrified, almost fainting.

Brother Fang waved his hand.

Immediately, one of the young men who had come with Brother Fang gestured to several men standing in the corner and shouted, "All of you, come here!"

Then, this young man said respectfully to Brother Fang, "Brother Fang, on the night of the incident, three junior disciples and two old nannies were killed by the demons, but these few live targets survived by chance."

"It seems to be a demon at the peak of the Demon Soldier realm, trying to awaken its demonic aura and advance to the Demon General realm. Therefore, it took a risk, hiding in this town, which we must pass through to purchase supplies, waiting for an opportunity to attack our martial disciples and drink their brains." Brother Fang's mind stirred slightly. "Demons at the Demon Soldier realm are not interested in the brains of ordinary people who do not practice martial arts. These live targets escaped the disaster."

"What did you see that night?" Brother Fang flicked his fingernails and asked one of the 'live targets'.

The 'live target' was a man in his thirties, pale-faced, wearing a green robe and a small hat, with bloodshot eyes, still in shock, and repeatedly wailed, "I don't know... I... I don't know... I know nothing... In the morning, they... they were all dead... The three senior disciples and the two old nannies were dead... with a big hole in their heads... dead... all dead... their brains were completely drained..."

This 'live target' was clearly mentally confused and disoriented.

"Worthless!" Brother Fang flicked his finger, and a wave of air sent the 'live target' flying, landing on his face.

Next, the second 'live target' was called out and questioned, but he also spoke incoherently and could not answer. Brother Fang flicked his finger again, and the man's head was split open, blood streaming down.

At this moment, the third 'live target' was called out.

This 'live target' was a young boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear features and very lively eyes. His face had a harmless look.

"What did you see?" Brother Fang asked indifferently.

"Sir, that night, we bought a large amount of grain seeds, flower seeds, winter clothes, and were about to return to the sect. Unfortunately, when we reached this town, it was already evening, so Master Tian arranged for everyone to stay in the town. There, in that inn." The boy pointed to an inn across the street. "At that time, Master Tian, Master Luo, Master Chu, and Aunt Xu and Aunt Chen were staying on the second floor, while we, the live targets, were guarding the supplies in the shed on the first floor. In the middle of the night, I was hungry and went out of the shed to find something to eat. I stole two steamed buns and, from the window, I saw a white figure flash by... I didn't pay much attention and went back to sleep. But the next morning, Master Tian, Master Luo, Master Chu, Aunt Xu, and Aunt Chen were all... all killed..."

The boy spoke clearly and logically, showing his quick wit, unlike the other live targets who were dazed.

"Oh?" Brother Fang's expression changed slightly. "You have some courage. You are a live target, right? What is your name?"

"My name is Xiao Han." The boy Xiao Han licked his dry upper lip and replied.

"Very good." Brother Fang nodded. "Xiao Han, do you remember the white figure you saw that night? Where did you see it flash by?"

"Well..." Xiao Han's eyes showed a thoughtful expression. Then he turned and pointed to a house. "The white figure seemed to flash by here..."

The house Xiao Han pointed to had a red-painted door, door rings, and copper nails, with two stone lions at the entrance, indicating it was a wealthy family in the town.

Following Xiao Han's finger, all the town's natives subconsciously looked at the mayor.

"Sir... This... This is my house..." The mayor's face trembled, his voice trembling with fear. "But, but I am innocent... There can't be any demons in my house... Sir..."

Brother Fang's lips curled slightly, and he walked toward the mayor. At this moment, as Brother Fang moved slightly, a sword aura emerged from his body, forming a lotus shape around him, as if it were tangible. The sword aura forming a lotus was a sign of a high level of sword cultivation.

Xiao Han watched Brother Fang with shining eyes, thinking to himself, "True Qi realm! This is the legendary True Qi realm! This is what the junior disciples talk about! So powerful! Like a celestial being! If I could become a True Qi realm expert one day, it would be amazing..."

Brother Fang walked to the mayor, looked around, and saw the mayor's family kneeling beside him.

"Wah~~~ Wah~~~ Wah~~~"

At this moment, the sound of a baby crying broke the solemn atmosphere of the town.

"Be good, Niu Niu, don't cry..." A young woman in a floral blouse, holding a crying baby, gently comforted it. She was beautiful and had a certain charm.

"Father, Niu Niu must be very hungry..." The young woman whispered to the mayor.

"Sir... This... This is my daughter-in-law, Xiao Luo... My grandson is hungry... I hope the sir will allow my daughter-in-law to go home and feed my grandson..." The mayor smiled apologetically and looked up at Brother Fang, his face full of pleading.

Suddenly!

"Poof!!!"

A strange sound rang out!

In the next moment, Brother Fang's long sword, which he had been carrying on his back, was already out of its sheath. The sword, like autumn water, gleamed with a sharp light. He held the sword with his left hand, pointing it at the young woman, and the sword had already pierced through her forehead, the tip emerging from the back of her head!

No one saw how Brother Fang drew his sword!

No one expected Brother Fang to suddenly attack and kill the young woman!

The surroundings were deathly silent!

The mayor and his family looked at the young woman, whose head had been pierced by the sword, with a mixture of fear and despair.

The baby's crying stopped abruptly.

The scene was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

Even the young men who had come with Brother Fang were so shocked that they took a step back.

"Huh? Why is there no blood?" Xiao Han's voice suddenly rang out. Xiao Han, wide-eyed, pointed at the young woman. "Why is there no blood? Not a drop?"

As Xiao Han said, the young woman's forehead had been pierced by the sword, but not a single drop of blood had come out. The situation was extremely strange.

"You wouldn't have been so easily found if you hadn't deliberately made the baby cry." Brother Fang suddenly smiled, his hand holding the sword steady as a rock.

"Ha ha ha~~~" Suddenly, the young woman's face twisted into an extremely strange and terrifying expression, not human.

"Poof~~~"

A piece of dead skin suddenly flew off the young woman's left cheek.

"Poof~~~" "Poof~~~" "Poof~~~"

The young woman's entire face cracked and flew apart! In a few moments, her skin was completely shed, revealing an empty space inside, with no skull, brain, or blood vessels! The situation was extremely bizarre!

"Ha ha ha ha~~~ Not bad for a true disciple of the Yunyu Sect! A True Qi realm expert!" The young woman's voice became coarse and heavy, echoing from the body of the headless corpse, sinister and as if coming from the depths of hell!

"Demons... It's a demon!" It was the young Xiao Han who shouted and then turned to run, reacting very quickly.

In the next moment...

"Poof!"

A demonic aura rose from the young woman's body, crimson like blood, blocking the sky and covering the sun, floating in the air and gradually forming a huge, writhing humanoid creature! It was terrifying, devouring everything!

This humanoid creature was about two meters tall, covered in large muscles and intertwined with dragon-like veins. Its hands were covered in scales, with reverse scales like knives, and its arms were as thick as buckets, its hands like fans, and its fingers like hooks, extremely sharp!

Its head was as large as a barrel, its eyes like a sea of blood, its mouth as wide as a blood basin, and with each breath, it exuded a violent and primitive aura, as if it were ready to eat people at any moment!

A demonic aura rolled around its body, forming writhing dragons, roaring, screaming, and wailing, with the sound of cuckoos and apes, each cry filled with blood!

"Boom~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~~"

With a slight movement of its body, a sound like a mountain collapsing and the sea surging erupted