Rebirth of Jinxuan

The atmosphere suddenly became tense when the King of Kyoto gave the order.

The various forces lurking in Kyoto City, like awakened beasts, slowly emerged from the shadows.

A series of soft scraping sounds came from the roof tiles as several dark figures swept past like ghosts, landing steadily on the roof ridge not far from Zhang Yuxi. They were dressed in night clothes, their eyes sharp as hawks, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

The shops on both sides of the street quietly closed their doors, but prying eyes peeked out from the cracks.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, like a taut string that could snap at any moment.

Despite the sudden turn of events, Zhang Yuxi's expression remained unchanged, still bearing that enigmatic smile.

"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to be my enemy?" Zhang Yuxi's voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the street, carrying a hint of warning.

The King of Kyoto stood proudly on the high platform, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "The demon race wreaks havoc on the human world, and everyone has the right to kill them! Today is the day of death for you demons!"

With a wave of his hand, the Imperial Guards immediately surrounded Zhang Yuxi and his men, their swords drawn, their blades gleaming coldly.

Ai Xi and Qing Yuan, who were behind Zhang Yuxi, could no longer restrain themselves. Their demonic energy surged, and they were ready to make a move at any moment.

Ai Xi roared, "You're courting death!" A ball of crimson flame condensed in her hand, and a scorching aura rushed towards them.

Qingyuan's sword hummed, its sword energy spreading outwards, as if it were about to cut everything around it in half.

Zhang Yuxi remained motionless. He slowly raised his hand, and an ancient-looking token appeared in his palm.

The token was entirely black, with intricate patterns carved on it, and exuded a faint demonic aura.

This is the Order of the Demons, a symbol of command over all demons in the world.

Just as he was about to crush the token, the various sects and forces around him hesitated.

Although they obeyed the King of Kyoto, they were also wary of the power of the demon race.

If we were to actually go to war with the demon race, it would likely result in mutual destruction and be a losing proposition.

The air was still, and the atmosphere was tense.

Just then, a voice broke the deadlock...

"Wait!" A clear female voice boomed like thunder, breaking the stagnant air.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Gu Qing, dressed in silver armor, leading the elite of the Lightning Demon Hunting Team, descending from the sky like a god, and landing steadily between Zhang Yuxi and the King of Kyoto.

A strong wind whipped up fallen leaves and sand, blurring everyone's vision.

"Commander Gu, what do you mean by this?" The King of Kyoto frowned, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.

Although the Lightning Demon Hunters were nominally under his jurisdiction, they were actually an independent force, and he was unwilling to offend them easily.

Gu Qing sneered, her gaze sweeping across the room before finally settling on the King of Kyoto: "Your Majesty, please do not be hasty. Gu Qing has come today to introduce you to an old friend." She deliberately emphasized the words "old friend," her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm.

A sense of unease rose in the heart of the King of Kyoto; he felt that there was something wrong with Gu Qing's eyes.

He feigned composure and asked, "Oh? May I ask which old friend this is?"

Gu Qing did not answer directly, but slowly walked up to the King of Kyoto, leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The new king chosen for you."

The King of Kyoto's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting sharply, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He instinctively took a step back, wanting to escape from Gu Qing's side.

However, Gu Qing had anticipated this. She acted swiftly, grabbing the King of Kyoto's wrist and gripping it tightly with her five fingers like iron clamps, rendering him unable to move.

"What...what are you going to do?!" the King of Kyoto asked in terror, his voice trembling, cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

He felt as if his wrist was about to be crushed, and the intense pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Gu Qing's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "What am I going to do? Of course, I'm sending you on your way!"

Before Gu Qing could finish speaking, a sharp gust of wind swept towards the King of Kyoto.

A sharp dagger had appeared in her hand without her noticing, gleaming coldly in the moonlight, aimed straight at the King of Kyoto's throat.

However, the King of Kyoto, having held a high position for many years, was not entirely without precautions.

He leaned back sharply, narrowly avoiding Gu Qing's fatal blow, but a shallow cut appeared on his neck, and a sharp pain shot through him instantly.

"You...you actually dared..." The King of Kyoto clutched his neck, burning with rage, staring at Gu Qing in horror.

He never expected that the leader of the demon-hunting team, who was usually so respectful to him, would suddenly attack him.

However, Gu Qing's offensive did not stop. She turned around and approached the King of Kyoto again.

Just as she was about to make another move, a dark figure moved even faster, appearing like a ghost beside the King of Kyoto.

A dagger coated with a dark blue poison silently sliced ​​across the neck of the King of Kyoto.

With a soft "pfft!", blood gushed out, tracing a gruesome arc in the air.

The King of Kyoto's eyes widened.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence; everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

The swords and knives in the hands of the Imperial Guard soldiers seemed to have lost their way, hanging blankly in the air, at a loss.

No one expected that someone would dare to assassinate a king in full view of everyone, and so cleanly and decisively, leaving no room for repercussions.

Zhang Yuxi was also slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that the King of Kyoto would be killed so easily. Looking at the King of Kyoto lying on the ground, he was momentarily dazed.

He looked at the man in black in the crowd. The man was wearing a mask, but Zhang Yuxi could feel the cold aura emanating from him.

Gu Qing acted as if she had done something insignificant. She put away her dagger, looked coldly at the King of Kyoto lying on the ground, and smiled mockingly.

She raised her head, her gaze sweeping over the shocked crowd around her, finally settling on Zhang Yuxi.

"This...this...this..." The commander of the Imperial Guards stammered, pointing at the King of Kyoto lying in a pool of blood, his words incoherent.

He stared at Gu Qing in horror, then at the man in black, as if he were seeing a demon from hell.

Zhang Yuxi withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, and suppressed the shock in her heart.

He knew that now was not the time to be shocked, but to move forward and find out what really happened behind the scenes.

He slowly lifted his foot and stepped forward; he would not stop, and no one could stop him.

At that moment, a voice broke the silence.

"Commander Gu, do you know what you've done?!" A slightly shrill voice broke the silence.

That was the Minister of the Left. He stepped out from the crowd, glaring at Gu Qing with furious eyes, and questioned her.