Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Yunzhou, Funiu Mountains.

This place is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, with howling mountain winds and an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.

This is the burial place of the former Demon Saint. In those long ago years, the Demon Saint's death left an indelible mark here.

Therefore, this place has become a special holy place in the hearts of the demon clan.

Jiang Yue had passed through there before, but by accident he destroyed the demon clan's plan.

——Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the Beast God Cult's conspiracy had to be launched ahead of time. Although the accumulated power did not reach expectations, it was still terrifying.

In recent days, Funiushan Mountain has been shrouded in a tense and solemn atmosphere.

The powerful demons from all directions gathered here like an undercurrent. Looking around, there were five demon kings, each with a different appearance, and each exuding a powerful and frightening aura.

Some of them were surrounded by dark green demonic fire, burning and distorting the surrounding air; some were as huge as mountains, and just standing there made the earth tremble.

Behind them, there were more than a dozen great demons who were granted titles of nobility. Each of these demons was extremely powerful, with ferocity and greed flashing in their eyes, like a group of vicious wolves about to pounce on their prey.

However, what made all the powerful demon clan members ready for battle was not other powerful demon clan forces, but a lonely figure in blood-stained clothes.

The figure stood with his hands behind his back, quietly suspended in the air. Although his blood and qi were dried up at the moment, his body was slightly hunched, and his hair was messy and fluttering in the wind, his innate majesty was not diminished at all.

His eyes revealed a kind of firmness and determination that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life. Just this one look was enough to make many powerful demon clan members below feel a chill in their hearts.

This person is none other than the once famous Sky Patrolling Spirit Officer, Xu Chong!

Once upon a time, he served as a sky patrol officer, holding a magical weapon and looking very majestic. Wherever he went, demons and monsters were terrified.

His legendary deeds were widely spread throughout the Great Zhou, and he became the object of admiration of countless warriors. But now, the years of hardship and the pain of battle have made him no longer as high-spirited as he was in the past.

But even so, the pride and indomitable spirit in his bones were fully displayed at this moment. Facing so many powerful demons in front of him, he had no intention of retreating at all, like a towering mountain, standing tall and unyielding.

After a hundred days of continuous fighting, even though their qi and blood were exhausted, no demon dared to step forward!

"Keep consuming them. Who knows what other hidden tricks he has? Anyway, Yunzhou has been slowly taken over by us, and the remaining small resistance groups are not worth mentioning at all."

The elephant monster was as tall as a mountain, and its voice was deep and powerful, like the sound of a huge bell, making the air around it buzz.

Its huge body stood among the group of monsters like an unshakable peak, its thick limbs deeply embedded in the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"That's right. We are all out this time. With such an overwhelming advantage, victory will definitely belong to us!"

A nimble roc monster followed closely behind. It spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, and its sharp cry cut through the sky.

After saying this, it flapped its wings violently.

In an instant, thousands of feathers, like clusters of sharp arrows flashing with cold light, shot towards the blood-stained figure high in the sky.

Each feather was wrapped in a fierce evil wind, and wherever it passed, the space was torn into tiny cracks.

High in the sky, the blood-stained figure faced the overwhelming feathers. He did not dodge or evade. The weapon in his hand was waved so tightly that the sound of metal clashing was endless.

His eyes were firm and resolute, and although his body was trembling slightly due to the drying up of his blood, his determination to die rather than surrender became stronger.

However, he was outnumbered after all, and from time to time golden feathers would break through his defense and the sharp feathers would scratch across his body.

Blood oozed out instantly, adding more shocking wounds to his bloody clothes. The bright red blood slowly dripped down the corners of his clothes, splashing blood flowers on the ground below.

At this moment, every demon king present knew clearly that Xu Chong was already at the end of his strength and could not hold on for much longer.

But even so, these demon kings who were usually arrogant and domineering were all afraid, and none of them dared to really step forward and fight him to the death.

They all knew that Xu Chong, as a former patrolling spiritual officer, had unfathomable strength, and no one could guarantee that he would not unleash some earth-shattering counterattack before his death.

If they were accidentally killed by his dying blow, it would be such an unfair death. They were unwilling to do such a losing business.

So, the group of monsters surrounded him but did not attack, maintaining a delicate stalemate, waiting for the moment when Xu Chong was completely exhausted.

"Hmph, at worst we can just wait patiently for a few more days. Judging from his current condition, he will be worn out by us sooner or later!"

A green lion exuding blood, its voice sharp and somewhat proud, a cold light flashing in its narrow eyes, it twisted its sturdy body, as if it had seen the dawn of victory.

At the same time, Xu Chong, who was high in the sky, looked at the dense group of monsters below and whispered in his heart: "Time is running out..."

The monsters' guess was correct. He had indeed reached the end of his rope, and only one tenth of his mighty strength remained.

Looking back on those long hundred days, he never stopped for a moment, and fierce battles followed one after another.

From sunrise to sunset, from night to dawn, even a body made of iron would have been worn out by such high-intensity combat and consumption.

But Xu Chong, the Sky Patroller who once frightened demons, persevered with his unyielding will. His eyes were tired, yet full of determination, and he murmured, "Yunzhou...will never be destroyed."

Although he knew that, given his current situation, he might not see the day when Yunzhou would return to peace, he still firmly believed...

“There is still hope.”

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them suddenly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Even though his life was about to come to an end, he would try to fight for more vitality for Yunzhou in these final moments.

Every minute and every second he puts up a strong resistance here is meaningful!
Most of the disciples of Qimen have been sent by him to various places. Although it is dangerous, they will not die.

With more time, some of them should be able to grow up, especially...

As long as he has a breath left, he will never give up, even if...

A group of monsters are ahead!

.........

After getting the Mountain-Driving Whip, Jiang Yue could travel at an extremely fast speed.

Jiang Yue was extremely anxious and did not stop for a moment after embarking on the journey.

The white dragon horse under his crotch seemed to sense his master's urgency, and its four hooves flew like a white lightning, galloping across the vast land.

Every step he took raised a cloud of dust, and the sound of his rapid breathing dissipated in the wind.

But as time went by, the white dragon horse's steps became heavier, its mane was soaked with sweat, and it was exhausted.

Fortunately, Jiang Yue owned the mysterious Immortal God Ruins. He gently comforted the white dragon horse and then took it in.

With the nourishment of the magical power of the Immortal God Ruins, the White Dragon Horse was able to quickly recover its strength, gather its energy, and prepare for the next journey.

In the race against time, several days pass by in a flash.

With his tenacious perseverance and the full gallop of his white dragon horse, Jiang Yue had already passed through the border of Lizhou. He was running at lightning speed, and the scenery on the roadside passed by quickly like a slide show.

Along the way, thanks to his special identity, the guards at each checkpoint let him go without any obstruction after checking. This saved Jiang Yue a lot of trouble and allowed him to move towards his destination more smoothly. He couldn't help but secretly feel grateful for the convenience brought by his identity as the Son of God, and only hoped to arrive soon and fulfill his wish.

Thousand Mile Black Mountain.

Jiang Yue traveled quickly all the way, and when he stepped on this land again, a familiar and complex feeling came over him like a tide.

Looking into the distance, the Black Mountains are rolling and undulating, like a sleeping dragon.

Although this place has experienced changes in the land veins, many mountains have moved, gullies have changed their courses, and the layout has changed greatly compared to the past, but that unique atmosphere has remained unchanged.

The mystery and vicissitudes in the air still made Jiang Yue feel familiar.

However, compared with the previous hustle and bustle, Montenegro is eerily quiet at this moment.

Once upon a time, this place was full of life, with all kinds of birds and beasts flying through the forest, and magical plants and herbs everywhere. But the ground veins changed, like a catastrophe, and many creatures were doomed and disappeared forever from this land.

Today, the mountains and forests no longer have the hustle and bustle of the past, only dead silence remains.

Jiang Yue couldn't help but think of the Spirit of Black Mountain, the mysterious being that guards this land.

After the disaster, it fell into a deep sleep. No one knows what happened to it in the endless darkness.

While thinking, Jiang Yue caught a glimpse of a small figure moving secretly behind a huge rock.

He turned his head and saw a little monkey hiding behind a rock, with only a furry head showing. Its round eyes were rolling around, and it was looking at him curiously and vigilantly.

"Come out." Jiang Yue showed a gentle smile on his face and called softly. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to have an inexplicable affinity.

The little monkey seemed to have received some instructions. It stopped hiding and immediately leaned out. Then it knelt on its knees with a plop and bowed its head.

It moves extremely quickly and is full of cleverness.

"Your Majesty!"

The little monkey shouted in a crisp voice, his voice was a little childish, but full of awe.

He looked sneaky, his eyes rolling around as he secretly sized up Jiang Yue, his face full of respect for Jiang Yue.

"Oh? Do you recognize me?"

Jiang Yue was slightly startled and a little surprised.

He didn't expect that in this thousand-mile Black Mountain, after experiencing so many changes, there were still living beings who could recognize him.

He looked at the little monkey with interest, waiting for its answer.

"The old white ape taught me. He said that if one day we see a man of extraordinary bravery, Qingcang leading a dog, he must be our king!"

"The old white ape also said that if the king returns, our group of demon cultivators will have a way out!"

"Although you are not holding an eagle or leading a dog, you are very brave and ride a white horse. I think you must be the king."

The little monkey's eyes rolled around and he quickly started to explain.

"You are quite clever, monkey."

Jiang Yue's eyes flashed with approval, and he said with a smile. After taking a closer look, he continued:
"It has been so short since you were enlightened, but you have already reached the third level of the divine way? Not bad, you are very talented."

After saying that, Jiang Yue casually threw out a strange stone from his Qiankun bag.

This strange stone was shining brightly. As soon as it appeared, the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered in like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

When the little monkey saw this, his eyes instantly widened, his surprise was beyond words, and he quickly reached out to catch it, holding it tightly in his arms, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

Jiang Yue couldn't help but smile when he saw the little monkey like this, and then ordered: "You lead the way in front, and we will talk while we walk."

Then, he straightened his expression and asked, "Where did the name of demon cultivator come from?"

The little monkey quickly put away his playful expression and replied respectfully:
"It was the old white ape who came up with this name. He said that our main focus is cultivation, and that we are not allowed to hurt or eat people. Naturally, we are different from other monsters, so we are called monster cultivators."

"Yes, this old ape is quite sensible."

Jiang Yue nodded slightly, approving of the old white ape's approach.

He knew very well that in this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, it was rare to have such an idea and put it into action.

"By the way, have there been any other demons exerting pressure during this period?"

Jiang Yue's expression suddenly became solemn, and his mind involuntarily recalled another story about the Monkey King returning to the mountain that he had heard in his previous life.

At that time, the little monkeys cried to the Monkey King with grievances, telling him about their tragic experiences of being bullied by other demons.

He couldn't help but wonder whether a similar situation was happening in Montenegro today.

If that really happens...that would be great.

In this way, he would have a reason to take action, restore order in Montenegro, and bring peace back to this land.

"Report to the king, this is not the case. Under the leadership of the old white ape, the rest of the demons have been driven out of Black Mountain."

The little monkey seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yue would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained, his eyes wide open and full of sincerity.

Jiang Yue stared at the little monkey and examined it carefully.

He could clearly feel that the little monkey's emotions were not fluctuating and what he said was not false.

This surprised him a little, but at the same time he also had a higher level of admiration for the old white ape.

"Yes, the white ape has made a contribution."

Under the guidance of the little monkey, Jiang Yue soon arrived at the center of Black Mountain.

Along the way, the little monkey jumped and hopped, flexibly shuttling through the winding mountain path, and looked back at Jiang Yue from time to time to confirm whether he was keeping up.

The deeper you go into the Black Mountains, the more bizarre the scenery around you becomes.

There are huge rocks of strange shapes standing in rows, some of which are like sharp swords piercing the sky, and some of which are like giant beasts crouching and waiting for their orders.

Finally, they came to an open valley.

In the center of the valley, a magnificent cave comes into view.

The gate of the cave is made of huge stones, carved with ancient decrees, emitting a faint light.

At this time, the door of the cave slowly opened, and a hunched figure walked out quickly.

(End of this chapter)