Bian Zhuang dealt with the demons in the city and immediately pursued the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.

"Form the array! Kill the enemy!"

At General Jia Guang's command, five thousand Heavenly Soldiers ascended into the sky, forming a peculiar array.

Bian Zhuang stopped short before them. At this moment, his demonic flames surged to the heavens; his body stood nearly three hundred zhang tall, his head larger than houses, making him appear more like a demon than any demon—truly exuding an overwhelming and unmatched ferocity.

He halted before the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals without launching an attack. His crimson eyes glared ferociously at the crowd as he spoke coldly:

"Why didn't you save the people?" Bian Zhuang's voice was hoarse, filled with immense bitterness and hatred.

The mortals Bian Zhuang had saved earlier had also arrived by now. Upon seeing the members of the Song Family, they suddenly understood what had transpired.

"Unfair!"

"Yes, unfair! Why save only the Song Family and leave the hundreds of thousands of people in the city to die at the hands of the demons?!"

The citizens of Jiang City, having witnessed everything earlier, began cursing angrily.

When the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals appeared initially, they had thought salvation had come. However, they saw the soldiers only rescue the Song Family and even leisurely help them carry belongings. This scene was burned into their minds, igniting their fury.

Some mortals who had lost their loved ones were no longer concerned with the distinction between immortals and mortals, openly shouting curses.

Thousands of voices rose in condemnation, creating a scene as imposing as it was tragic.

The pressure on the Heavenly Soldiers grew exponentially.

"This is troublesome…" General Jia Guang muttered to himself.

If the demons had exterminated all the mortals, he could simply return and report that the number of demons had been overwhelming, leaving no time for rescue.

Although the mission would have failed, the Heavenly Court would not hold him accountable since victory and defeat are part of a soldier's life.

But with so many still alive, if the Day God discovered he had watched indifferently as people perished, his official position would be forfeit.

At this thought, a plan began to form in General Jia Guang's mind.

"You're Bian Zhuang of Chuan City?"

Someone recognized Bian Zhuang, though his appearance was slightly different. Upon closer inspection, his original features could still be discerned.

But how had this Bian Zhuang turned into such a form?

General Jia Guang raised his lance and pointed it toward the mortals and Bian Zhuang below.

"Who cares if he's human or not? This one is clearly consumed by demonic power. These ignorant mortals are better off dead!"

General Jia Guang decided to kill them all. With everyone dead, the Day God would have no grounds to accuse him.

At Jia Guang's command, five thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals activated their Magic Artifacts, mounted clouds, and unleashed thunder and lightning in a devastating assault.

The Song Mountain God and the family members also unleashed their dharma images, targeting the mortals in the mortal world below.

Bian Zhuang couldn't believe such ruthless actions. Now that their schemes were exposed, they brazenly opted for slaughter.

"Heh, since you lack compassion, don't blame me for lacking righteousness! I'll devour every last one of you vile hypocrites!"

Boom!

General Jia Guang took the lead, his hundred-zhang-long lance piercing directly through Bian Zhuang's body.

"Hmm?"

General Jia Guang was puzzled—this was unexpectedly easy.

Just as he was about to withdraw his lance, he found it stuck. Looking up, he saw Bian Zhuang gripping the lance embedded in his body with both hands. No matter how much force Jia Guang exerted, the lance wouldn't budge.

Bian Zhuang was deliberately using his own body to trap the lance.

The two locked eyes. Bian Zhuang smirked viciously and pulled hard on the lance with both hands.

General Jia Guang was dragged uncontrollably into Bian Zhuang's embrace.

Bian Zhuang's right hand gripped Jia Guang's head as he sneered: "I may not look human, but my heart is righteous. You look human, yet you act like a beast."

Boom!

Jia Guang's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white splattering everywhere. Bian Zhuang devoured Jia Guang's corpse in one bite.

Crack, crack!

His form grew taller again. This time, a head sprouted from his right shoulder—a head with fiery red hair that spewed black lightning from its mouth.

The wounds on his body instantly healed.

With General Jia Guang dead, the remaining Heavenly Soldiers were no match. Unwilling to waste time, Bian Zhuang, now vastly enhanced in cultivation, opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath.

Whoosh!

The five thousand Heavenly Soldiers vanished on the spot.

The sudden turn of events left everyone present utterly shocked.

The members of the Song Family, standing on their cloud, dared not make a sound, while the Song Mountain God retracted his dharma body to protect his family.

A pair of enormous hands parted the clouds, revealing two towering, mountain-sized heads.

Two pairs of crimson demonic eyes gazed at them, gleaming with a hint of mockery.

"Bian Zhuang, my Taoist friend, do not stray further down this path. This was all my doing; target me instead. They are innocent!"

The Song Mountain God spoke.

"Ancestor!"

"We are willing to bear the punishment in your stead. Great King, please quell your anger!"

The Song family's descendants, moved by their ancestor's words, began to tear up and plead one after another.

After all, the incident had indeed originated from them. If not for prioritizing their rescue, the ancestor would not have summoned General Jia Guang, nor would subsequent events have unfolded as they did.

"Silence!"

The Song Mountain God shouted to silence them.

Bian Zhuang calmly observed their performance before speaking slowly: "Don't rush. Don't fight. I never kill the innocent. But are you truly innocent?"

Pointing to the mortals below, Bian Zhuang said, "They are the truly innocent ones. Though the descendants of the Song Family did not participate directly, they enjoyed privilege and thus must face retribution."

Boom!

Bian Zhuang wasted no more words and swallowed the entire Song Family in one gulp.

From then on, Bian Zhuang walked and killed as he went.

Scores of mortals gathered around him, as did numerous righteous Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. He even subdued many demons and ghosts.

Under the lead of this Great Demon King, an imposing army carved out its own dominion.

As Bian Zhuang consumed more demons and ghosts, he began to manifest three heads and six arms.

This ultimate Great Demon was on the verge of quelling the Demon Tribulation.

Throughout this journey, Bian Zhuang remained steadfast, never killing the innocent.

He slew demons, evil gods, wicked immortals, and vile people.

Among the mortal population, he earned tremendous respect, becoming known as the Beixuan Heavenly God—but he also incurred many enemies.

Gradually, various powers began to take notice of this Demon King.

The Western Pure Land.

"This demon possesses enlightenment potential. Guanyin, go forth and guide him to salvation."

At the same time, Song Lin descended with the Star Lords to restore order.

"Hmm? Po Jun's fate?"

Song Lin sensed something amiss.

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