The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 36 Decapitation [Please read further and vote with monthly tickets]

The smugness on Wang Chun's face, a distorted arrogance born of cowardice and inferiority, hadn't yet dissipated before it was replaced by astonishment, as was the bewilderment on the woodcutter's face.

This ghost seemed to have no idea that even after using the abilities of a ghost-like monster, it was still caught up.

But, how is it possible?

How did he find himself?!

This, this is impossible!
The sound of horses' hooves echoed as Zhou Yan swept his gaze over the wronged souls, his eyes fixed on that damned Wang Chun, a murderous intent exploding within him.

Zhou Yan almost forgot that he was still a novice horse rider.

As the little yellow horse charged forward, it flipped over.

As he landed, Zhou Yan gripped the knife in his right hand and thrust it downwards with a fierce stab. The broken blade of the Hungry Ghost Knife pierced through the woodcutter's forehead, causing him to howl. Zhou Yan used the woodcutter's head to deflect the force, then stood up and swiftly pulled out the knife, slashing horizontally.

The evil spirit that had harmed so many people had half its head severed!

The power of the talisman caused the woodcutter's body to burst into flames, and he screamed in agony.

"Ah, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!!"

"My lord, save me, save me..."

Zhou Yan crouched down and sped towards Wang Chun at high speed.

At the same time, he reached into the wide bottle at his waist with his left hand, pulled out a red, ointment-like substance, and pressed it onto the knife in his hand, slicing it from the hilt down the blade.

The sword ointment, specifically designed to suppress and slay the demons, caused Zhou Yan's blade to glow with a layer of blue light.

This is lapis lazuli powder.

Kongqing stone is classified as a superior grade of jade and stone in the Shennong Bencao Jing (Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica).

It is used to treat night blindness and nymphomania.

When used in a special way, ghosts can be seen.

The shimmering light on the blade dispersed.

Zhou Yan's attacks were fierce and his tactical style was exactly like that of border cavalry, which involved reconnaissance, raids, decapitations, and then rapid annihilation. Although Wang Chun was ruthless, his combat skills were on a completely different level from Zhou Yan's, and for a moment he couldn't even figure out who Zhou Yan was.

By the time they realized what was happening, Zhou Yan was already within five steps.

"Stop him, stop him!"

When Wang Chun harmed people, he was ruthless and powerful, as if everything was under his control. But now, with the blade right in front of him, he panicked and drove the ghosts he had gathered to attack Zhou Yan, while he instinctively ran away.

Zhou Yan's movements did not stop at all.

After imbuing the sword with an expensive sword ointment.

He touched the bronze Buddha lamp with his left hand.

Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist and threw the blue lamp in his hand toward Wang Chun. The bright golden oil lamp illuminated the surroundings. This was a Buddhist lamp that had been placed in the Reclining Buddha Temple for a hundred years, even though there were many scoundrels inside.

But there will always be monks who sincerely chant Buddhist scriptures.

A single thought in the human heart is unknowable to both Buddha and demons.

That glimmer of Buddhist light was amplified in this extremely cold and gloomy place.

It illuminated the surrounding vengeful spirits and vengeful ghosts.

Their expressions, whether sorrowful, ferocious, or resentful, vaguely made the place seem like a ghost cave. But where the golden Buddhist lamps illuminated, their pain seemed to lessen, and a spiritual light seemed to appear in their eyes.

They realized that someone had come for revenge.

His eyes held longing and expectation as he gazed at the young swordsman who had appeared.

Zhou Yan tossed the lamp, and instantly stepped forward.

The jade talisman with the inscription "[Lamp Shadow]" appeared between the middle and index fingers of Zhou Yan's left hand.

Snapped!
In the instant the boy flicked his hand, the [Lantern Shadow Jade Talisman] dispersed, blessing his body.

His own strength increased slightly, but was weaker than the blessing of the Hungry Ghost Jade Talisman. His endurance remained unchanged. The next moment, a glint appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes. He seemed to see the slick, ink-wash painting of a rat hooking a Buddhist lamp with its tail.

The lamp oil was spilled from the thrown Buddha lamp.

Zhou Yan used the magic of the lamp shadow.

[Darkness and shadows]!
These wronged souls saw the surrounding vengeful spirits rushing towards Zhou Yan, their expressions ferocious and terrifying.

Zhou Yan's figure transformed into a black shadow and instantly swept through the gap.

On the third breath.

The golden lamp flickered, spilling its oil. Startled, Wang Chun leaned back, but the young swordsman in the indigo robe had already appeared in front of him. Zhou Yan moved three zhang in an instant, his fingers on the hilt of his sword, and in the instant he swept forward at terrifying speed.

Swing the knife!

As the blade tore through the air, it emitted a sharp, chilling whistling sound.

The blade flashed like shattered snow, as if it had cut through Zhou Yan's past experiences: being sold into slavery, escaping death, cutting through the numerous arrest warrants he had encountered along the way, and finally striking Wang Chun's neck.

There was a sound.

Wang Chun's neck seemed to be made of iron, and the blade was stuck.

Zhou Yan suffered muscle damage in his arm due to the high-speed movement and the knife strike.

Wang Chun stared at the face of the boy who had suddenly attacked him; he finally recognized him.

It's you……

He considered all the possibilities and wondered who the person who came to kill him was, but he never expected that it was just that weak and useless guy from back then.

That medicinal ingredient.

"Just a mere sheep."

His eyes burned with resentment and bitterness. How could it be you? How could you be the one who was sold off? Shouldn't he be dead? No, that's not right. The catalyst for this medicine has arrived! I can become the Mountain Lord! That's the Mountain God!
There are two medicinal ingredients now, two.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed Zhou Yan's arm.

"It's just a sheep, just a medicinal ingredient, I can..."

Zhou Yan exhaled. The jade talisman switched, and the Hungry Ghost Jade Talisman lit up.

My body felt heavier, and my speed decreased, but the strength in my arms increased significantly.

On the blade, the demon-slaying talisman glowed like fire.

Wang Chun felt the young swordsman's knife almost forcefully pushing into his neck, slicing it in. This excruciating pain terrified him, instantly pulling him out of his frenzied desire. He cried out in a panic:
"My lord, my lord, I am innocent! I saved you, do you remember?"

"You fell down the mountain, and I saved you, really."

"My lord, do you see that batch of pills? It contains blood pills refined from the blood of seven kinds of demonic beasts. And, it hasn't been refined with living souls yet. I, I want the soul pill. This blood pill is yours, how about it?"

"Please, I... I can explain."

"I have my reasons, I am innocent."

"Die to me!"

The sword ointment also emitted a stream of light. Zhou Yan roared and slashed horizontally with all his might. The blade cut in and Wang Chun's neck was severed. Thick black blood flew out and his head flew off his neck.

Behead!

Zhou Yan exhaled, feeling a little better, but he didn't relax.

He stepped forward with the momentum, and the horizontal slash transformed into a heavy chop.

The previous resentment, fear, and the cries of the innocent people in front of the notice were all shattered by this one strike, which directly split Wang Chun's body in two.

The demon-slaying talisman burst into flames, burning Wang Chun's body and colliding with the yin energy.

I want you to be utterly destroyed.

Wang Chun's yin body began to burn, leaving only his head flying off in a twirling motion. He was a yin demon surpassing even the most powerful yin demons, and beheading him wouldn't destroy him. However, the demon-slaying talisman was rapidly eroding his yin energy, and that was what could truly kill him.

Intense fear gripped him.

Are you going to die?

Die at the hands of this mutton? Die?
Then came the resentment and an unparalleled will to survive.

He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die!

His thoughts were driven somewhat mad by fear and resentment. His attention fell on the alchemy furnace and on the tiger that was still asleep. Under the threat of death and driven by his obsession with survival, Wang Chun abandoned his previous plans.

Even if it means completely merging with the tiger, I must survive!

As long as I can live, I don't care what I become or what price I have to pay.

As long as you survive, everything will be alright.

What does someone else's death have to do with me? I can't die!

Wang Chun's head fell to the ground, frantically burning his yin energy. A ball of fire ignited at the severed neck. Extreme fear and the will to survive drove him mad. He burned his own soul and pounced on the tiger like a flying ghost.

At the same time, it triggered the alchemy furnace, which was very expensive and slammed down to one side.

It was thrown at his daughter.

A chivalrous knight-errant?!

Hahahaha, are you going to save people or stop me?!

"My dear daughter, please thank this hero for your father."

Wang Chun's eyes were bloodshot. He channeled his soul power and flew into the tiger demon's body. The tiger awoke, raised its head and roared. The deafening roar shook the cave. Wang Chun saw Zhou Yan pounce on the little girl.

Wang Chun was extremely pleased with himself when the alchemy furnace suddenly cracked open, and a blood-red pill rose up.

He controlled the enormous tiger, and with one gulp, swallowed the blood pill that was refined from the essence of seven kinds of demonic beasts.

There wasn't enough time to refine it with living souls.

It can only become a two-headed tiger, not a mountain tiger.

He still wanted to take the initiative, so while the tiger demon was unconscious, he urged the tiger demon's demon core to leave its body and merge with the blood core. A fleshy lump grew on the tiger's neck, which turned into a human face, ferocious and terrifying, just like Wang Chun.

A massive surge of demonic power coursed through him, a sense of power as a tiger demon surging within him. He felt the power to control the raging winds, the ability to command ghosts, and the possibility of becoming the Tiger Mountain Lord. Wang Chun experienced a sense of satisfaction and intoxication, as if he were about to become a mountain god.

His elation reached its peak: "It's done! It's done!"

When I become a mountain king, I will put you, this sheep, into a millstone and grind you to pieces, torturing you mercilessly.

He fantasized about how, after he succeeded, he would make Zhou Yan cry his heart out and beg for mercy on his knees, which would make him feel very happy.

But then the sound of a blade rang out.

A knife slashed down and viciously embedded itself at the junction of Wang Chun's and the tiger's necks. Wang Chun saw that the blue-robed youth had already rushed over. He thought, "It's too late for you to come over now. What's the use?"

However, as Zhou Yan swung his knife down with his right hand, his left hand and left arm extended out.

Like a madman, he stuck his finger directly into the mouth of the tiger that was swallowing the blood pill!
One arm reached into the tiger's belly.

The intense heat emanating from the tiger demon tore Zhou Yan's clothes off his arm, causing the young swordsman to wince in pain, but he did not hesitate to strike.

He spread his five fingers and grabbed the blood pill that was merging with the demon core!
And so the intoxicating feeling of power disappeared from Wang Chun.

Wang Chun's attempt to succeed on horseback was interrupted at the last moment. The tiger's mouth was blocked by the scabbard. Even so, the boy's actions were still risky, but even so, he still did it.

Humans must be saved, demons must be killed!

I will never be threatened by monsters.

Wang Chun saw the boy's eyes; they were clear and sharp, like knives.

But he instantly realized the true nature of that young man beneath his so-called chivalry.

Ruthless and decisive.

The boy's lips curled into a smile:

"Goodbye."

Zhou Yan hooked Xue Dan's finger, and instantly...

Inside the tiger demon's body, the most standard script was written—

[Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman]!
(End of this chapter)