Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Jiang Yue exuded a powerful and majestic energy. In this forest filled with a pungent smell of blood, he was like a god of death returning from an ancient battlefield.

At his feet lay the corpse of a giant tiger.

The giant tiger's body was as majestic as a mountain, and its fur gleamed with a cold metallic luster. Even though it was lifeless at this moment, its body still exuded a chilling aura of oppression.

Jiang Yue bent down slightly, a hint of decisiveness flashed in his eyes. He circulated the surging blood and energy in his body and picked up the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The blade was sharp, and as Jiang Yue's blood was injected into it, the blade vibrated violently, making bursts of sharp buzzing sounds, as if it was excited about the upcoming "sharing of food".

The sharp blade in his hand was like a nimble dragon, dancing back and forth on the giant tiger's corpse. Every time he swung it, it brought up a sharp knife energy. Wherever the knife energy passed, the giant tiger's tough fur was easily cut like thin paper, and the sound of broken bones was crisp.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Jiang Yue's body, dyeing his clothes a shocking dark red. But Jiang Yue didn't care at all. There was only concentration and calmness in his eyes, and his hands moved in one go without any pause. Before long, the huge body of the giant tiger was precisely cut into even-sized pieces of meat.

These pieces of meat contain the giant tiger's powerful qi and blood when it was alive. For warriors, they are extremely precious training resources.

Jiang Yue looked at the results in front of him with satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, an ancient Qiankun bag appeared in his hand.

All the cut pieces of giant tiger meat were thrown into the Qiankun bag. Although the Qiankun bag looked small and exquisite, it had enough space inside and could easily hold all the pieces of meat.

After dealing with the giant tiger's corpse, Jiang Yue took a deep breath and adjusted the surging blood and energy in his body.

He looked into the distance, towards the mysterious and dangerous mountains in the distance.

Jiang Yue circulated the Qi and blood in his body, activating the Spirit Shadow Step.

In an instant, a layer of light golden light appeared around him, and the light spread out like water waves, tightly wrapping his body. Then, his figure became blurred, like a ghost, leaving a trail of afterimages in the original place.

Jiang Yue's figure shuttled quickly in the desolate valley. His feet were like a dragonfly skimming the water, lightly tapping the ground and bringing up a strong airflow.

The surrounding scenery passed by his eyes quickly like phantoms, and the whistling wind in his ears seemed to be marveling at his amazing speed.

After walking for a while, a subtle but clear sound of communication floated into his ears on the wind.

His heart trembled, and he immediately slowed down his pace, and his breathing became almost inaudible. He hid quietly behind a thick old tree, and listened attentively with bated breath.

"We are about to enter the territory of the mountain lion. Be careful and don't disturb it!" A rough voice with a bit of tension and fear was particularly clear in the silent forest.

"The goal of this inspection tour has been achieved. We are no match for the great demon who has been granted the title of Marquis, so we should just take a detour and return." Another steady voice sounded, and the words were full of caution.

Jiang Yue looked out through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and saw a man in strange clothes and a conical hat walking at the front of the team. His figure was tall and mysterious, and he exuded an aura that should not be underestimated.

Behind him, there were a dozen people, all with serious expressions, weapons tightly grasped in their hands, moving forward cautiously in the mountains and forests.

The man in the bamboo hat walked steadily, and every step he took was silent, as if he had blended into the surrounding environment. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any slight movement.

The other people in the team also followed him closely, keeping a tacit distance from each other, forming a tight battle formation.

Jiang Yue hid in the dark, staring at the mysterious team, taking in their every move. As he was observing carefully, his heart suddenly trembled. With his understanding of various forces, he keenly recognized the other party's identity: "People from the Wushengmu Cult."

He murmured to himself, a flash of understanding in his eyes. Then, he carefully looked at the leader's clothes, and with his rich experience, he secretly judged: "Looking at this clothes, he should be a sixth-level guardian."

With the other party's cultivation level, it was naturally impossible for him to discover the hidden Jiang Yue.

However, after confirming that the other party was a member of the Wu Sheng Mu Sect, Jiang Yue felt relaxed.

Although they are of different sects, he is the Son of God after all, so maybe I can get something from him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yue came up with an idea in his mind. He decided not to hide anymore. He took a light step forward, and his figure instantly emerged from the hidden state, standing steadily in front of everyone.

This sudden appearance made everyone in the Wushengmu Sect instantly nervous. A dozen people quickly surrounded Jiang Yue, and the weapons in their hands were unsheathed, flashing cold light.

The guardian wearing a bamboo hat had a stern look in his eyes, and his blood and energy surged instantly. He stared at Jiang Yue as if he was facing a great enemy. He asked in a low voice with a bit of vigilance and majesty:

"Who are you? Why are you sneaking around here and watching us?"

Jiang Yue snorted coldly, his voice was not loud but full of majesty, and it echoed slowly in the silent forest. His eyes suddenly became sharp, like two sharp blades, piercing straight at the guardian wearing a bamboo hat, and asked: "You don't even recognize me? Where does your guardian belong?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Wushengmu Sect was stunned. They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and vigilance.

The guardian frowned, secretly trying to guess Jiang Yue's identity, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of a person who matched him. But as a guardian of the sixth realm, he was also quite prestigious in the sect, so how could he easily show his weakness in front of everyone? So he pretended to be calm and responded in a stiff tone:
"You are so arrogant. I am Zhao Feng, the guardian of Tianxing City. No one in this area dares to speak to me like this. Who are you? If you continue to be so mysterious, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying this, his blood surged throughout his body, and the weapon in his hand trembled slightly, ready to attack at any time.

Jiang Yue's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, which was filled with a bit of contempt and disdain. He took a step forward, exuding a strong sense of oppression, and the air around him seemed to solidify.

"Tianxing City?"

Jiang Yue's voice was deep and powerful. "No wonder you are so ignorant. You haven't even heard of my name, Jiang Yue."

He leaned slightly to the side, looking down at everyone with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. His voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty:
"Go back and ask your master if he has prepared any gifts for the birth of the Holy Son?"

His words seemed like a light question, but in fact they contained a hidden warning. In this silent forest, every word struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

He did this not because he was arrogant or taking advantage of his power to bully others.

Jiang Yue has been in this world of the survival of the fittest for a long time, and he knows these people's temperaments too well. They have always been afraid of power but not virtue. If you don't show some momentum and pretend to be nice, it will probably take a lot of trouble and effort to get rid of them easily.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng's face turned pale instantly. His eyes, which originally had a bit of stubbornness and unwillingness, were now replaced by panic and shock. His lips trembled, and he stammered a few words: "Holy... Son?"

He endured the severe pain in his chest, struggled to stand up, and stared at Jiang Yue closely.

Taking a closer look at the young man's age, his outstanding appearance and temperament, and the powerful and mysterious aura he exuded, seemed to match the image of the Holy Son of the Mother Church in the legend. Could it be that the man in front of him was the legendary Holy Son of the Mother Church with extraordinary talent and mission?

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

He was filled with regret. He had been so reckless just now and almost offended this important person. If he really angered the Holy Son, not only would his life be in danger, but the entire Tianxing City branch would also be implicated.

He quickly straightened his clothes, ignored his injuries, and respectfully bowed to Jiang Yue, saying with a trembling voice:
"Please calm down, Holy Son. I was blind and did not recognize the real man. I have offended you. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive my sin of ignorance."

Upon seeing this, the dozen or so believers behind him also knelt down and saluted, not daring to breathe.

Jiang Yue nodded slightly, his expression softened a bit, and said, "Get up. I won't bother with you about what happened today. Go back and tell your elders to remember my name."

Zhao Feng quickly responded, "Yes, yes, I will definitely pass on the Holy Son's words."

He secretly raised his eyes, observed Jiang Yue's expression, and asked cautiously:
"I wonder what instructions the Holy Son has for me. What do you need me to do? As long as it is something the Holy Son has given me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Jiang Yue thought for a moment and said, "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of your trip this time? Is there anything unusual in this forest?"

Zhao Feng didn't dare to breathe. He stood in front of Jiang Yue in fear and trepidation. He didn't dare to hide anything. He hurriedly told Jiang Yue the purpose of this inspection tour and all the strange phenomena he encountered in the mountains and forests.

"Holy Son, we have just returned from a tour of the mountains. The harvest this time is not bad. We have hunted seven fifth-level demons and one sixth-level demon. We are planning to return. But we have been very careful along the way, for fear of disturbing the mountain king..."

There was a hint of awe in Zhao Feng's tone, and beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.

Jiang Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly moved by their victory, but soon focused his attention on the following words. He stared at Zhao Feng with a sharp gaze and asked:

"You just said that you saw a strange vision during your tour? Can you tell me in detail what happened?"

Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva, tried to calm himself down, and then said:

"That's right, Holy Son. When we were traveling deep in the mountains, suddenly a dazzling glow appeared in the sky. The light was unparalleled, illuminating the entire mountain forest like daylight. The glow was colorful and unpredictable, and it lasted for a long time before gradually dissipating.

"We have never seen such a strange sight before, and we dare not jump to conclusions. We are planning to go back and report this to the adults."

After Jiang Yue heard this, his heart was filled with shock.

The rosy clouds covered the world. Such a phenomenon often indicates that a rare treasure will be born or a shocking event is about to happen. A trace of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by.

"Do you still remember the direction where the glow appeared?" Jiang Yue asked anxiously.

Zhao Feng quickly raised his hand and pointed in a direction deep in the forest, saying, "It's over there, Holy Son. We were quite far away at the time, and we were not sure of the exact location, but it was roughly in that direction."

Jiang Yue looked in the direction Zhao Feng pointed, his eyes revealing a firm determination. He knew very well that this might be an opportunity to change his destiny.

He turned to look at Zhao Feng and ordered, "You guys continue on your way back. I will investigate this matter myself. Remember, you are not allowed to disclose today's events to anyone. If even a little bit of the news leaks out, you should know the consequences."

Zhao Feng nodded quickly and said in a fearful tone, "Don't worry, Holy Son. I will keep my mouth shut. If I say anything untrue, I am willing to accept the punishment."

"By the way, I have killed the tiger, you can move forward without any worries."

Jiang Yue nodded slightly, then his figure flashed, and he used the Spirit Shadow Step, running towards the direction of the glow like a gust of wind. His figure quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"The mountain king... was beheaded?"

Looking at Jiang Yue's fleeting back, Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, full of disbelief, and his mutterings were filled with deep shock, as if these words coming out of his own mouth were just a fairy tale.

The men around him also looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

After all, that mountain king is no ordinary character. It is a famous and powerful demon who has dominated this forest for many years and is notorious for its evil deeds.

Ordinary warriors, even if they just heard the name of Shanjun from afar, would be so scared that their legs would go weak and they would try to avoid it.

"That's a great demon with a title of nobility!"

Zhao Feng raised his voice with a slight tremor as he emphasized it again, trying to make himself and everyone else realize the incredibleness of this matter.

But now, Jiang Yue casually said that he killed the tiger, how could they not be shocked? Considering that Jiang Yue was only about 20 years old...

Zhao Feng felt his head go blank, as if his entire world was completely overturned. A twenty-year-old youth actually possessed such terrifying combat power. This was unheard of and unseen.

"The Holy Son is only twenty years old, yet he has such fighting power?" Zhao Feng's voice was full of amazement and awe.

He began to re-examine Jiang Yue. He originally thought that Jiang Yue was so confident only because of his status as the Son of God. Now it seems that he really has real and powerful strength.

A believer beside him couldn't help but say, "Protector, this... this can't be the Holy Son trying to scare us on purpose? How could the great demon be killed so easily?"

Zhao Feng glared at the believer fiercely and scolded him, "Don't talk nonsense! How could the Holy Son joke about such a thing? Besides, based on the strength that the Holy Son just showed, how can we guess it?"

"I will apologize to you personally after I return. I hope it's not too late..."

The believer was terrified by Zhao Feng's glare and quickly lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and thought to himself: "It seems that our Wushengmu Sect has welcomed an extraordinary person this time."

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with determination and expectation. He turned to look at everyone and said loudly:
"Everyone, remember what happened today. After you go back, don't tell anyone a word. If the news leaks out, don't blame me for being rude!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, their faces full of awe. Zhao Feng straightened his clothes and led everyone back the way they came. Their steps were no longer as cautious as when they came, and they felt more confident and confident.

(End of this chapter)