The battle was on the verge of eruption.

The vast and open prairie had now transformed into a natural battlefield for slaughter.

Two forces collided here like torrents — on one side, the fiercest demon army from Lingzhou, and on the other, the elite mountain patrol officers of the Evil Extermination Bureau.

Although the demon halls lacked top-level combat strength, tens of thousands of Jade Bone Realm demons surged forth like a tide, compensating for their qualitative disadvantage with sheer numbers.

Dongfang Mo's sword was like the wind, its momentum fierce and ruthless, with every strike aimed directly for a demon's throat.

He was a genius at the Foundation Establishment of the Five Yang Elixir, yet every time his sword was about to pierce a demon's vital point, hundreds of Jade Bone Realm demons would fearlessly swarm in, fighting desperately with their lives.

Under such a frenzied siege, even Dongfang Mo fell into a bitter struggle.

Elsewhere, the situation was the same; even the patrol gold officers were no exception.

Li's weapon danced in the air, and with every swing, he claimed the lives of several demons.

Though no Pulse Condensation Realm demons engaged him directly, Jade Bone Realm demon hordes led by Gui Cang Realm demons swarmed densely like ants, leaving him struggling to cope.

The rest of the patrol officers were also trapped in the same predicament.

The scale of the battle was massive, beyond the reversal by any single individual.

"Clang!"

A flash of light from the Cold Star Saber pierced through two Gui Cang Realm demons in an instant.

Qin An frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "If this goes on, the demon halls are bound to lose."

Although the demon halls had an enormous number of demons, the patrol officers still held the advantage.

If this situation continues, the demon halls stand no chance of winning this battle.

But why would the Hall Master make such a reckless decision?

It is known that the demon halls had ravaged Lingzhou for years without being completely eradicated by the Evil Extermination Bureau, due to their cunning strategies as well as their formidable strength.

To explode into a decisive battle now, facing an apparently certain doom, must have a deeper reason.

Despite this thought, the battle had already erupted, leaving no room for retreat.

For now, there is only the option to keep on killing.

Qin An shook his head, discarding his thoughts, and swung his saber once more, locking eyes on a Pulse Condensation Realm demon.

The Pulse Condensation Realm requires collecting eight hundred Demon Crystals to refine the Supreme True Elixir.

If one desires the Supreme True Elixir, they must slay Pulse Condensation Realm demons.

Now is the perfect opportunity for hunting; seizing even one is worthwhile.

The elder of the demon halls, targeted by Qin An, felt a cold gleam on his back, and turned to see Qin An approaching like a ghost, using the Dragon Roar Wind Shadow Step.

The long saber was plunged into the elder's chest before he could even resist, and Qin An barehandedly extracted the Demon Crystal.

Behind him, the demon horde roared like thunder, the demons having fallen into a frenzy, rushing toward Qin An like a tidal wave.

Qin An remained fearless, his saber flashing as he waded back into the fray.

At this moment, neither side had a path of retreat, leaving only a bloody battle to the end.

Then, a blood-colored figure soared into the sky.

Just as Qin An decapitated a demon and turned to look, he saw a blood-red silhouette flickering through the air.

A face of ashen gray, with eight thick and powerful arms wrapped in red chains.

The moment the Pseudo-God appeared, the pressure of the Outer Elixir Realm swept over the battlefield like a tide.

The fighting patrol officers and demons alike were momentarily stunned, looking in shock at the sudden appearance of the Outer Elixir Realm Pseudo-God.

The blood-robed figure did not pause but instead leapt into the air, transforming into a blood-red shadow heading straight for the general state.

Their plan was to first join forces to annihilate the general state, then turn back and slaughter all the remaining patrol officers.

Now half of the plan had succeeded; only the blood-robed one hadn't arrived yet.

The blood-robed one's priority was, of course, to carry out the plan.

Upon witnessing this scene, the patrol officers with any semblance of intelligence displayed expressions of shock, already guessing the opponent's intent.

Li raised his weapon, shaking off the oncoming demons, and shouted, "The general state is in trouble, quickly go and support them!"

Numerous patrol gold officers were alarmed upon hearing this, including Qin An, who all prepared to break through and rush to the general state's location.

But more and more demon hordes formed an iron wall encircling them.

Even though these demons were only transformed by the Demon Transformation Pool, their numbers were overwhelming, blocking Qin An and the rest halfway.

Qin An's face revealed a trace of solemnity.

If two Outer Elixir Realm demons were to surround and kill the general state, the general state would likely meet a tragic end.

However, even for him, breaking through the many demons' blockade in a short time was extremely difficult.

The elders of the demon hall, seeing the blood-robed one's approach to the battlefield, all displayed a trace of ecstatic joy on their faces.

One elder laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Once the general state is dead, you are but mere chickens and dogs! Today we shall drink your blood and flesh, avenging the shame of years!"

The other elders wore similarly ferocious grins, as if all of a sudden they had opened their Ren and Du Meridians, feeling an exhilarating sensation.

Li and the other patrol gold officers appeared grave.

At this moment, Li had already carved a path and happened to reunite with Qin An.

But upon seeing Qin An's expression, Li was slightly taken aback.

Though Qin An's face, like theirs, had a solemn expression hanging over it, besides the solemnity, there was more of a calmness.

Li couldn't understand why Qin An showed such an expression and subconsciously asked, "Is there still a turnaround?"

Qin An casually waved his hand, vanquishing a few Gui Cang Realm demons, then swept his finger across the Cold Star Saber, droplets of blood rolling off as he replied indifferently, "Yes."

Yes?

Li's face showed even more confusion.

Though everyone was fighting hard, Li and Qin An's conversation gradually became known to the surrounding patrol officers.

Many patrol officers relieved the heaviness in their hearts.

If someone else had said this, they might not believe it, but Qin An was different.

This legendary figure who had risen in Lingzhou was well known among the patrol officers.

Thus, Qin An's statement certainly held deeper meaning.

Just as the patrol officers settled slightly, a sharp wind suddenly sounded.

Following that, they looked up and saw a young gentleman in brocade, shaking a folding fan, and moving swiftly across the battlefield.

Despite his young appearance, the young noble exudes a fearsome Outer Elixir Realm pressure.

The place he is heading towards is indeed the forest where the central state is located.

Everyone even doubts if it's an illusion, feeling that the young noble's gaze seems to sweep over Qin An with deep meaning as he maneuvers.

The look from the young noble is quite obvious, and Qin An also senses it.

He knows why the other party would act this way.

"It seems this is the person responsible for secretly investigating me from above." Qin An's mind churns with thoughts, but his actions don't stop for a moment, and his saber momentum becomes increasingly fierce.

As he raises his hand and the saber falls, he claims the lives of several more demon creatures.

At this moment, another figure flashes by.

Heifeng, holding a big ring saber, enters the fray among the demons with saber light like snow.

His target is precisely where Qin An is located.

The sudden appearance of a master at the Pulse Condensation Realm has little impact on the battlefield, but greatly boosts morale.

Even though surrounded by many demons, Heifeng's target is clear.

After slaying dozens of demon creatures, he arrives near Qin An.

Qin An, wielding Cold Star, engages in combat with three Pulse Condensation Realm demon hall elders.

The sound of wind rises behind him, and Qin An glances back, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Heifeng speaks first: "Little brother, I'm here to help you!"

Then, a bright snow-like saber light sweeps across, surprising Qin An slightly.

"Great saber skills!"

He can tell that the saber techniques used by Heifeng are at the Pulse Condensation Realm level, and even beyond the introductory level of the Pulse Condensation Realm.

"Xunyang Prefecture indeed has hidden talents everywhere." Qin An silently marvels.

By this time, Heifeng has exchanged a few moves with a demon hall elder.

But this demon hall elder is no match for Heifeng and is cut down with two or three slashes.

Heifeng turns to Qin An, saying nothing, but charges at another demon creature.

The meaning in his eyes, however, is clear to Qin An.

Within those eyes is a hint of friendliness, as if seeking to establish good relations.

Recalling the recent exchanges with the central state, Qin An's understanding of Xunyang Prefecture deepens further.

The central state once said that the Evil Extermination Bureau of Xunyang Prefecture is not as pure as that of Lingzhou and resembles a temple more.

Now, this statement seems to be confirmed.

But this is not the time for overthinking; Qin An waves Cold Star more frequently, and with each swing, a cold gleam flashes, taking another demon creature's life.

...

Amidst the chaos here, in the forest far from this battlefield, the central state's duel with the Hall Master has reached a fever pitch.

The central state wields a large halberd, executing wide and sweeping movements, each strike bringing gusts of astral wind capable of splitting stone.

On the other hand, the Hall Master now reveals most of the demon creatures' forms.

The dragon horn on his forehead glows cold, and the once human-like facial features now transform into a dragon's head, while his hands turn into sharp claws, repeatedly clashing with the central state's halberd.

Every attack from both sides generates frighteningly strong gusts.

Wherever the gusts pass, even tree trunks that require several people to encircle are thoroughly shattered.

After over a hundred moves, the battle remains a stalemate.

The Hall Master retreats several inches, sneering: "I didn't expect the various duties of the Evil Extermination Bureau not to make you regress, but instead advance even further."

The central state holds the halberd slanted, speaking indifferently: "The Evil Extermination Bureau always respects power. If I don't elevate my power, wouldn't I fall behind?"

"If you demon creatures had any chance, Lingzhou would have turned into a mountain of corpses long ago."

"What a pity..." The Hall Master shakes his head slowly: "Even with your advancements, you won't escape death today!"

"Oh, is that so?" The central state nonchalantly approaches the Hall Master, dragging the halberd and leaving a deep trench in the ground.

"With the outcome undecided, who are you to boast about victory or defeat?"

The Hall Master laughs heartily: "But I believe the outcome is already clear, as I have two outer elixir realm experts on my side. How will you contend with that?"

As he finishes speaking, the central state stops in his tracks, hears a gust of wind, and quickly swings his halberd out.

"Chang!"

A metallic clash rings out, and the central state's pupils shrink slightly as he sees the scene behind him.

A red-clothed figure with eight arms, two of which are holding the thrusting halberd, while the other six, wrapped in chains, fiercely strike from six different angles.

"An Outer Elixir Realm Pseudo-God?"

The central state's brow furrows slightly, sensing the unique pressure of the Outer Elixir Realm.

He realizes the reason.

The Demon Transformation Pool was originally a Pseudo-God; this he knew, but he hadn't expected it to be an Outer Elixir Realm Pseudo-God.

This sudden occurrence indeed caught him off guard.

However, luckily, the central state's reaction is swift; the halberd swings sideways, hurling away the red-clothed figure, and he steps aside to dodge the six attacking arms.

The Hall Master seizes this opportunity, leaving no time for the central state to catch his breath, springing forward with force, a dragon's roar echoing from his mouth as he lunges like an afterimage at the central state.

His claws, accompanied by a piercing wind sound, aim directly for the central state's throat.

Meanwhile, the red-clothed figure steadies himself on the ground, brandishing his eight arms to continue the assault.

His distorted grey-blue features are both hideous and bloodthirsty.

"With two Outer Elixir Realm experts, it's enough to keep you here! What other tricks do you have?"

The Hall Master's eyes reveal a hint of excitement that cannot be hidden.

But in the next moment, he notices something amiss.

At the edge of life and death, the central state curls one corner of his mouth into a cold smile, showing no trace of panic.

A folding fan splits the air, Zhao Wuhuan steps on a tree branch, descending swiftly.

With the fan blocking horizontally, a powerful gust arises.

"Though he is my inept junior brother, a mere small dragon is not worthy of killing him."

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