Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Yunzhou, Iron-clad City.

The dark clouds rolled over the ancient city, as if they were going to swallow up the entire city. In the sky, lightning and thunder roared, as if even the heaven and earth were mourning for the impending disaster.

Iron City, this once indestructible fortress, is now like a running war machine. Every inch of land and every brick and tile is soaked in blood and tragedy.

On the city wall, the flags were fluttering, but in the strong wind, they seemed so weak and fragile.

The roars of demons and the screams of humans intertwined together, forming a tragic picture.

In this picture, countless lives are lost every minute and every second. Their lives are like candle flames swaying in the wind and may be extinguished at any time.

In the distance, the army of demons continued to surge like a black tide. They had different shapes, some were hideous and terrifying, while others were strange and unpredictable.

There was a gleam of cruelty and greed in their eyes, as if they wanted to devour all living things in the city.

On the other side of the demon army are the followers of the Beast God Cult.

They were dressed in strange clothes, holding various strange objects attached to the decrees, and muttering to themselves, as if summoning some ancient and evil power.

Their faces were filled with fanaticism and obsession, as if they were willing to pay any price for their beliefs.

On the top of the Iron City wall, the soldiers fought bravely. They were wearing heavy armor, holding spears, and their eyes revealed determination and resoluteness.

However, facing the demons and Beast God followers pouring in like a tide, they seemed a little powerless. Arrows from the city walls rained down like raindrops, but they could only slightly slow down the pace of the demon army.

In the alley, righteous heroes from the community spontaneously organized themselves and fought a desperate battle with the demons.

Although they had not received professional training, they showed amazing strength and courage in order to protect their homes and loved ones.

However, the demons' sharp claws and fangs ruthlessly tore their bodies apart, and their blood dyed the land red.

In front of the moat, groups of demons tried to break through this last line of defense. They jumped, climbed, or dived, trying every possible means to get into the city.

The soldiers defending the city ruthlessly used spears, bows and arrows, and even boiling oil and boulders to stop their attacks.

The corpses of demons and human blood floated on the surface of the moat, creating a shocking picture.

In this war, Iron City seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.

Another city in crisis!
However, amidst this despair and darkness, there is also a glimmer of light and hope.

In a simple yet solemn tent, the flickering candlelight illuminated the resolute yet worried face of the Sky Patrol General Wu Jingyu.

His brows were furrowed, as if they could hold back the vicissitudes of time and the smoke of war.

After ten days of continuous fighting, even he, a powerful cultivator at the eighth level, looked a little tired at the moment, with a hint of fatigue that was hard to conceal in his eyes.

There were cracks and marks on his armor, which were traces of countless battles.

The wound on his chest was even more shocking. The blood had dried, leaving behind a hideous scar. It was from a recent battle when he was trying to protect a soldier and was injured by the claws of a demon.

"Among dozens of prefectures in Yunzhou, 30% have already fallen..." Wu Jingyu's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, full of helplessness and self-blame.

He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms, as if this could ease the pain in his heart.

"I am...guilty."

His voice trembled, and tears flashed in his eyes. As the chief patrol officer, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting Yunzhou. However, at this moment, he watched Yunzhou fall into crisis step by step. How could he not feel guilty?
"After the rebellion is quelled, I will resign from this position and go to Kyoto to accept punishment." His decision was firm and resolute, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

He knew that although he had tried his best, the result was not satisfactory. He was willing to take all the responsibility, just hoping to bring a glimmer of hope to Yunzhou.

Wu Jingyu looked compassionate. He looked at the darkness outside the tent, as if he could see the flames of war in Yunzhou and hear the wailing and crying of the people. Yunzhou was already in danger. If there was no help, the whole state would probably fall!

He recalled the figure of the young man in the early days.

It was that young man who single-handedly stopped the Peacock King, which prevented the Beast God Cult's conspiracy from breaking out prematurely. Otherwise, the situation in Yunzhou would have been even worse.

Thinking of this, Wu Jingyu couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Perhaps, that person could create another miracle and bring a turnaround for Yunzhou?
However, hope is hope, and reality is still cruel. Wu Jingyu knows that Yunzhou needs not only a miracle, but also real reinforcements and combat effectiveness.

After all... the current situation is extremely bad.

Wu Jingyu sighed inwardly, his gaze passing through the gap in the tent, looking up at the distant and hazy night sky.

Xu Chong, the hero with the highest combat power, who once made demons tremble in fear, is now imprisoned and unable to protect himself.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, casting a heavy shadow over Wu Jingyu's heart.

Although the crisis in Iron City is difficult, it is ultimately just a local battle.

Although it is painful to abandon a city, it will not affect the overall situation of the entire front.

However, the loss of high-level combat power is an irreparable loss. A strong man who can fight against the king-level demon is crucial to the entire Yunzhou.

What kind of existence is a great demon king? They have the power to destroy the world. Once they wreak havoc, a city will be trampled by them in an instant and turned into ruins. And now, Yunzhou is facing such a crisis.

Xu Chong's deep siege undoubtedly created a huge loophole in Yunzhou's defense line.

Wu Jingyu knew very well that although he was also at the eighth level of cultivation, he was now seriously injured. The wounds on his body were still aching, reminding him that his strength had been greatly reduced.

The disappearance of Xu Chong made him feel even more isolated and helpless.

"Is Yunzhou really going to fall?"

Wu Jingyu felt a strong sense of unwillingness. He did not want to see the people of Yunzhou suffer under the ravages of the demons, and he did not want to see the land he loved so much being trampled by the demons.

However, the reality is so cruel that Wu Jingyu knows that he must cheer up and try every possible way to save the crisis.

He must find the power to fight against the great demon king, no matter how great the cost.

"Xu Lingguan..."

Wu Jingyu murmured in a low voice, his heart filled with nostalgia and admiration for the former patrol officer Xu Chong. Thinking of the predicament Xu Chong was facing at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh, with a trace of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

In the past, Xu Chong was so majestic and awe-inspiring. His name as the Patrolling Spirit Officer frightened demons and monsters. He was skilled in martial arts, wise and brave. No matter what kind of demons and monsters he faced, he could handle them calmly and fearlessly.

However, times have changed. Although Xu Chong still has the strength to become a martial arts king, he is far from his peak period.

Having lost his imperial title, he was like an eagle without its wings, unable to soar in the sky anymore.

Otherwise, with his strength, how could he be trapped in the siege and unable to extricate himself!
Wu Jingyu knew very well that if the former Xu Lingguan was here, even if the king-level demons joined forces, he would be able to break out of the siege and slay the demons.

But now, Xu Chong is in prison, his life or death uncertain, which makes Wu Jingyu feel guilty and remorseful. "If the former spiritual official is killed here, I... will be too ashamed to live as a human being."

Wu Jingyu murmured to himself, his heart filled with guilt towards Xu Chong.

Since the full-scale war broke out, Xu Chong has been in a state of combat for nearly half a year.

Now, they have been fighting for a hundred days in a row, and their energy and blood have been drained already!

If there is no more support...

He knew very well that as the chief patrol officer, he was responsible for protecting Yunzhou. However, now he could only watch Xu Chong fall into trouble and was powerless to do anything.

Thinking of this, Wu Jingyu couldn't help but feel anxious. He looked around, trying to find someone who could help Xu Chong.

However, Yunzhou's military strength had been depleted at this time, and only a few forces could be mobilized.

It seems that only the two inspectors outside still have a certain combat effectiveness.

Wu Jingyu sat in the tent, pondering the current situation. He obviously had no intention of recalling Jiang Yue and Miao Xingyu.

When he decided to send these two people out of Yunzhou, it was partly to let them avoid the war.

Yunzhou is now in the midst of war and crises are everywhere. If they were still here, they would inevitably be affected by the war and would have to travel around, with their lives and deaths unpredictable.

Although sending them to Kyoto was also full of crises, Wu Jingyu knew very well that there were more opportunities there.

Those who returned from Xianshenxu were all meritorious officials and received countless rewards.

Moreover, as the center of Da Zhou, Kyoto has gathered countless resources and talents. As long as they can seize the opportunity, their future achievements will surely be limitless.

Moreover, news had come from Kyoto that both of them had returned safely, which made Wu Jingyu feel a little relieved.

Miao Xingyu is his eldest disciple, who has been practicing with him since childhood. He has strong martial arts skills and a firm mind.

Jiang Yue is the most promising genius in Yunzhou. He is gifted and has a promising future.

The fact that these two people survived is undoubtedly the greatest comfort to Wu Jingyu.

They represent the future of Yunzhou.

"Your Majesty is wise in rewarding the king." Wu Jingyu secretly admired in his heart. He knew that the future achievements of these two people would be independent and would not be limited to one state or one prefecture.

They have a bright future. As long as they are given enough time and space, they will be able to spread their wings and become the pillars of the Great Zhou.

However, thinking that he might not be able to witness their growth and glory with his own eyes, Wu Jingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He knew that his injuries were serious, and the situation in Yunzhou was becoming increasingly critical. He didn't know how long he could hold on. But even so, he had no regrets, because he knew his mission and responsibility.

"I just hope that they can grow up smoothly and contribute their strength to Yunzhou and the empire." Wu Jingyu prayed silently in his heart, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

can say that…

The inheritance has not been broken!

At this moment, a middle-aged man in scholar's clothes walked into the tent quickly. His face was a little anxious, and his eyes flashed with important information. As soon as he entered the tent, he said:

"The Kyoto Sky Patrol Headquarters reported that Inspector Jiang Yue has not yet received the ceremony of being crowned king, and it seems... he is on his way to Yunzhou!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent froze instantly. When Wu Jingyu heard this, his face suddenly changed, he slapped his thigh, and stood up suddenly from his chair, his eyes full of astonishment and confusion.

"What?" Wu Jingyu's voice was a little hoarse. He stared at the middle-aged man in front of him in disbelief, as if confirming whether he had heard it wrong.

"How can you be so... rash!" Wu Jingyu shook his head, a hint of blame and worry in his tone.

He was well aware of the importance of the ceremony of crowning a king. It was a recognition of a warrior's strength and status, and also an expectation for his future prospects.

As the pride of Yunzhou, Jiang Yue should have been in Kyoto to receive the ceremony of being crowned king and be crowned with honor. But why did he choose to return to Yunzhou at this time?

Wu Jingyu had mixed feelings. He was moved by Jiang Yue's courage and determination, but also worried about his future.

He knew that Jiang Yue had given up his bright future in Kyoto and chosen a path full of unknowns and dangers. Yunzhou was now in the midst of war, and Jiang Yue's return undoubtedly put him on the brink of life and death.

"Doesn't he know what the ceremony of crowning a king means to him?"

"With such resources, how can we give up so easily!"

"Confused, confused!"

Wu Jingyu murmured to himself, his heart filled with worry about Jiang Yue.

He understood that Jiang Yue chose to come back because of his deep feelings for Yunzhou and his concern for his master. But this concern might cost him a heavy price.

Wu Jingyu took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

He knew that now was not the time to feel sentimental. He had to make a decision as soon as possible on how to deal with Jiang Yue's arrival and how to protect this genius of Yunzhou in this brutal war.

Wu Jingyu's eyes were firm, and his tone revealed an unquestionable determination. He ordered in a deep voice: "Bring me my armor!" The voice echoed in the tent, carrying an irresistible force.

Then he turned and looked at the battlefield outside the tent, his eyes flashing with the raging flames of war.

He knew very well that Yunzhou was in a desperate situation at the moment. If no action was taken, these demons and beasts would only become more arrogant, thinking that they would not resist.

"Leave the city today and counterattack!"

Wu Jingyu spoke again, his voice was sonorous and powerful, as if it could penetrate the sky and inspire people. His decision inspired the soldiers in the tent, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

He understood that this counterattack would be extremely difficult and might even come at a heavy cost.

But instead of waiting to die, it is better to fight to the death, and perhaps we can win a glimmer of hope for Yunzhou.

"If we don't fight our way out, these beasts will probably think we won't resist."

Wu Jingyu's words were full of indignation against demons and desire for victory.

He knew very well that only through practical actions could he prove his current determination.

Only…

Open the way with blood!
(End of this chapter)