Zhang Jian received a small piece of paper that suddenly appeared on his table that day. After getting the information, Zhang Jian ordered someone to send the message to his maternal grandfather, Qi Yi.

Regardless of whether the Qi Family believed it or not, Zhang Jian quickly made his way to the Iron Immortal Temple.

He realized that this was an opportunity to intervene in the major affairs of Commandery City.

On the other hand, after Qi Yi received the message, although he was skeptical, he still immediately led the Qi Family's ranks towards the Iron Immortal Temple.

The Iron Immortal Temple is located on the outskirts of the city,

where incense offerings are abundant throughout the year.

Daoist Tianxu is known in Fengyang County for excelling in both medicine and magic. While his Daoist techniques were only known within the circles of the elite, his medical skills were renowned throughout Fengyang County.

Pilgrims frequent this place year-round, and those seeking medical treatment are never-ending.

Outside the city outskirts, Zhang Jian sensed several waves of cold spiritual mechanisms from afar. In his crimson eyes, he could see a mass of blood-red energy rising in the distance.

Resentment soared into the sky.

"Something has already happened!"

Zhang Jian's heart stirred, and as he approached the outskirts of the Iron Immortal Temple, he noticed several heterodox sorcerers lurking in the shadows.

He had learned to distinguish these heterodox sorcerers from orthodox cultivators. Most of these sorcerers practiced only a single heterodox technique, with a strong bias in their spiritual mechanisms, even contaminating their souls, giving off a cold or violent aura.

This is the impurity contained within their spiritual power.

In contrast, most orthodox cultivators have the Great Dao Lineage within them. Even if their spirit root favors a violent element like thunder, their spiritual power remains rich and pure.

Zhang Jian's divine thought scanned the surroundings. Most of those present were heterodox sorcerers at the Qi Cultivation Stage, who had only mastered one heterodox technique, leaving their spiritual power undeveloped.

He did not underestimate them.

Upon reaching the Iron Immortal Temple's entrance, he noticed the gate had been broken, and two Daoist children guarding the entrance lay lifelessly on the steps.

A place of tranquility and freedom had turned into a slaughterhouse today.

Not only the two Daoist children, but the entire mountain gate was shrouded in an intense and eerie atmosphere.

"Spirit monster's spiritual mechanism?"

Zhang Jian furrowed his brows tightly. He was not unfamiliar with this layer of spiritual mechanism.

Moving swiftly, he reached the main hall of the Iron Immortal Temple, where he found Tianxu Daoist looking furious, anger blazing in his eyes. Before him, several purple-robed disciples lay on the ground, their fate unknown. In the distance were three terrifying alien creatures.

A monster with a tiger's head and a human body, a Snake Demon over a dozen feet tall, and another enveloped in a terrifying shadow under a blood robe.

Tianxu Daoist pointed at the three demons and angrily shouted, "You three fiends! Did you really think my Fengyang County is a place with no defenses? You've trespassed on my temple and slaughtered my disciples; you'll surely meet a gruesome end!"

At his words, the black tiger-headed monster chuckled deeply.

"Daoist Tianxu, relying on those in the Daoist temples of Fengyang County right now is very naïve. Throughout the years you have gained fame by saving countless lives, but in doing so, you've also made many enemies!"

"No matter what, since you took the treasure herbs from my mountain, today you must pay the price!"

With a low hiss, it slowly backed away, while the other two demonic figures quickly charged at Tianxu Daoist.

It seemed the creature with the head of a tiger and the body of a man was their leader.

At the same time, layers of dim light swirled around it, as it began to absorb the fragmented souls of the temple's disciples, causing the sinister spiritual power radiating from it to grow even more powerful.

The Demon Qi became increasingly majestic.

"Demon Tiger, retribution will find you!"

Seeing this, Tianxu Daoist's eyes were wide with fury as he gazed at the three demon creatures, knowing there was no chance of surviving.

These three creatures were demons from Xiaojun Mountain outside Fengyang County, with whom he had previously had dealings.

They all had over three hundred years of Dao practice.

Especially the Black Tiger Demon leader, whose Dao practice spanned five hundred years and who possessed remarkable talent in divine techniques.

Although these demonic creatures were not versed in magic, they were naturally tough-skinned and resilient, possessing several innate minor magics. Facing them three-to-one, he was surely overmatched.

This is because the spiritual mechanisms and physical prowess of the demon race naturally surpassed his own.

But today, even if he had to risk his life, he was determined to take down one or two, to honor his bond with his disciples.

In a burst of rage, Tianxu Daoist revealed his hidden skill.

"Please, Magic Sword, vanquish the evil!"

The spiritual power within him surged, and he exploded in a layer of vast Pure Yang brilliance, his magic sword vibrating and transforming into a purple light, rushing towards the blood-colored figure.

Among the three demons, his deep animosity was directed towards the Blood-sucking Leech, as many disciples within Iron Immortal Temple had fallen victim to it, their essence blood withering away.

The longsword cleaved through the air, startling the Blood-sucking Leech. It turned into a red shadow, countless blood shadows scattered in all directions, only to find the sword locked onto one particular blood-red figure, cutting it down.

Sizzling sounds kept ringing out as the true body of the Blood-sucking Leech was caught in the sword's light and couldn't help but emit a horrifying wail on the ground.

Its talent of blood-shadow transformation couldn't evade the sword's lock and was directly struck, heavily injuring it.

As its body split into two, it continued to writhe on the ground, while thick red blood poured out.

"Flying Sword Technique!"

Seeing this, Black Tiger's face changed, yet quickly turned to a sneer.

"How many times can you use such a Flying Sword Technique?"

Back at the start, Tianxu Daoist's face had already turned pale.

Tianxu Daoist was lamenting inwardly; though the dharma artifact in his hand was indeed strong—and combined with Iron Immortal Temple's Flying Sword Technique, extremely powerful—the dharma artifact was nurtured by magical power, only through magical power could its potential be unleashed. Relying on mere spiritual power, he felt extremely challenged.

Such wanton 'extravagance' could at most be performed once more.

The sword light flew back into the hands of Tianxu Daoist once more.

Tianxu Daoist's expression was firm, and without hesitation, he once again unleashed the sword. This time, his target was the Black Tiger Demon.

He knew, this Black Tiger Demon was the mastermind.

Whoosh!!

The blazing sword light tore through the sky, as if a radiant sun rising above the Daoist Temple, instantly slicing towards the Black Tiger Demon. Black Tiger's expression changed, countless black Qi soared around him, clutching two still-breathing disciples in its palms.

"You dare!"

Black Tiger cursed to himself, he didn't have time to present the hostages in his hand when the Daoist's sword forced its way through, leaving him no choice but to sacrifice the meat shields, and mustered his Demon Qi with all his might.

Rumble!!

Simultaneously, several resounding thunderclaps echoed before the main hall. Seven or eight thunder lights roared, instantly focusing on the clever Snake Demon, rushing towards Tianxu Daoist as a black wind.

With a mournful cry, the over-a-dozen-foot-tall Snake Demon dropped dead amid the crimson thunder sounds.

After falling, the Snake Demon's entire body charred black, completely devoid of any signs of life.

"Why was it so weak?"

In the distance, Zhang Jian gazed at the lifeless Snake Demon, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Why is it so weak?

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