Chapter 547: Emergence of a Half-Demon

The elderly man in the green robe had a cultivation level of Core Formation Stage Five, making him quite powerful.

"This old man is Yang Shengwen from Purple Moon Villa in Yue Country. I'm preparing to head to the front lines. What can I do for you, Fellow Daoist Huang?" the green-robed elder asked courteously, bowing to Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui took out a Seven Immortals Token and said with a smile, "This is the Seven Immortals Token, Fellow Daoist Yang. You've been conscripted. You'll join us in escorting a batch of goods to the front lines. Since you're heading there anyway, it's along your way."

Just then, a blue spiritual light appeared on the horizon, swiftly flying towards them.

Soon after, the blue light stopped before them, revealing Wang Changsheng and the two others standing in a blue flying boat.

Huang Fugui's escape speed was incredibly fast; a Core Formation Stage Four cultivator's speed was faster than that of a Core Formation Stage Six. It was no wonder the Seven Great Immortal Sects appointed him as the conscription envoy, making the most of his abilities.

"This…" Yang Shengwen looked troubled, as if he had some unspoken difficulty.

"What? Does Fellow Daoist Yang wish to defy the order? This is a genuine Seven Immortals Token," Huang Fugui's tone grew firmer. He was concerned about safety during the journey, and since Yang Shengwen was already heading to the front lines, Huang Fugui naturally wanted him to join.

"Of course not. This Yang accepts the order."

Huang Fugui grinned and introduced Wang Changsheng and the middle-aged man to Yang Shengwen.

"This old man, Yang Shengwen, greets both Fellow Daoists."

Wang Changsheng's expression shifted when he learned Yang Shengwen was from Purple Moon Villa. He smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yang, I wonder how Fellow Daoist Yang Zongwang has been recently?"

Huang Fugui was a bit surprised and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you know Fellow Daoist Yang?"

"No, I don't, but I visited Purple Moon Villa years ago and met Fellow Daoist Yang Zongwang. At that time, I hadn't yet reached the Core Formation stage. So many years have passed, Fellow Daoists Yang Wenbin and Yang Wenyue must have achieved Core Formation by now!"

Yang Shengwen paused slightly, a flicker of panic quickly crossing his eyes. Yue Country was located in the far rear, separated from Zheng Country by more than a dozen other countries. He never imagined that Wang Changsheng had actually been to Purple Moon Villa.

"This old man has been traveling outside and only recently returned to Yue Country before being conscripted to the front lines. I don't know much about the situation within the clan."

"Been traveling outside? Fellow Daoist Yang has been traveling for over a hundred years?" Wang Changsheng was somewhat surprised. He was in his sixties when he visited Purple Moon Villa, and nearly a century had passed since then. For Yang Shengwen to have been traveling for a century was quite rare.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Wang? Are you interrogating this old man?" Yang Shengwen frowned, sounding displeased.

"Please don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Yang. I was just asking casually."

"Fellow Daoist Yang, you're overthinking it. Fellow Daoist Wang meant no harm. Let's get going!" Huang Fugui interceded, flying back onto the blue flying boat. Yang Shengwen said nothing more and followed him onto the blue flying boat.

Wang Changsheng cast a spell, and the blue flying boat ascended high into the sky. They hadn't flown far when a sharp chirping sound emanated from the middle-aged man's embrace.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please wait a moment."

The middle-aged man took out a green lotus mirror from his robes and struck it with a spell. An urgent male voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Chu, where are you now?"

"We're at the border of Zheng Country, preparing to leave. What's wrong?"

"Fellow Daoist Li from Chen Country has captured a half-demon. The half-demon possesses a treasure that can conceal its aura and completely transform it into human form. If you encounter any unfamiliar Core Formation cultivators, you must be cautious."

As these words fell, Wang Changsheng's expression changed slightly. He quickly led Wang Ruyan out of the blue flying boat.

At the same time, a dark light burst from Yang Shengwen's body, transforming him into a half-human, half-demon form with a long black tail.

His gaze turned cold, and his right hand transformed into a massive tiger claw, swiping towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man lunged away but was still a beat too slow. His back was caught by the tiger claw, leaving five bloody gashes from which blood flowed profusely.

They had never imagined that Yang Shengwen was actually a half-demon.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, the half-demon is here with us, right at the Zheng Country border. Send people over immediately," the middle-aged man said loudly, enduring the severe pain.

The half-demon, having failed its attack, transformed into a black light and flew towards the ground.

Before it could land, "whoosh, whoosh" sounds of rushing air filled the air, and hundreds of yellow spears shot towards it.

Five colossal white ice dragons attacked from all directions, with several shimmering magical treasures closely following.

The half-demon roared skyward, an invisible sound wave spreading out. The yellow spears turned into a vast expanse of yellow sand, the white ice dragons dissipated into a large cloud of white mist, and several magical treasures flew backward.

A house-sized giant lightning ball descended from the sky, striking the half-demon precisely.

A massive blue lightning glow illuminated the high sky, accompanied by a shriek.

"Swoosh, swoosh" sounds of rushing air echoed, and a large swarm of yellow flying needles shot in, disappearing into the blue lightning glow, followed by muffled thuds.

"Roar!"

An enraged tiger's roar erupted, and the blue lightning glow dissipated.

A large swath of black flames flew out, striking Wang Changsheng and the two others, radiating intense heat.

A fierce glint flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. He smashed his Ruyi Profound Jade Staff into the black flames, and a barrage of staff shadows flew out, shattering the black flames.

Taking advantage of this, the half-demon flew towards the ground. Before it could land, the void above its head rippled, and a giant blue palm materialized out of thin air, swiftly clapping down.

The half-demon reacted quickly, spewing a large amount of black flames to meet the blue giant palm.

Boom!

The blue giant palm shattered the black flames, and the half-demon seized the opportunity to fly towards the ground. Several shimmering magical treasures attacked. It roared skyward, spewing an invisible sound wave that sent the magical treasures flying.

Just then, a thick, massive blue club struck, precisely hitting the half-demon's body.

A piercing shriek echoed, and the half-demon flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto a tall peak.

A house-sized blue lightning ball descended from the sky, transforming into a vast expanse of blue lightning that engulfed the half-demon's body.

Several shimmering magical treasures attacked, disappearing into the blue lightning glow, accompanied by muffled thuds.

Two breaths later, the blue lightning dissipated, revealing a massive pit, and the half-demon was nowhere to be found.

"He escaped by burrowing underground. He was already injured before, and then he was hit by Fellow Daoist Wang's magical treasure, so he definitely can't have gone far. Pursue him."

The middle-aged man put away his magical treasure, and a yellow light shone from his body before he disappeared into the ground.

Huang Fugui's eyes darted around, and he followed suit.

The half-demon was clearly injured; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easily defeated. The Myriad Flower Palace had offered a bounty of a million spirit stones for the capture of two half-demons, meaning fifty thousand for each—a hefty sum.

Wang Changsheng grabbed at the void with one hand, and a tuft of black fur appeared in his palm.

He released his Twin-Eyed Rat, allowing it to sniff the black fur.

The Twin-Eyed Rat squeaked, and a bright yellow light radiated from its body.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan followed the Twin-Eyed Rat, burrowing into the ground.

Deep underground, the half-demon moved quickly, enveloped in a layer of black light.

He had been injured before; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily wounded by three Core Formation cultivators.