Chapter 15: The Demon King Nasu
9:50, a signal flare burst into the night sky like a seven-colored flower in the southeast direction of Xinquan Village. Members of the special task force quickly rushed to the southeast.
Wang Long had already moved to the southeast corner and gathered with his teammates, Gao Shou, before the signal flare was fired. Within five minutes, all team members had assembled around Wang Long. As they waited in anticipation, a cloud of dust rose from the yellow dirt road ahead, and at the forefront was a person shrouded in black clothing - or rather, a layer of dark gas that obscured their entire appearance. It wasn't until Wang Long employed his Five Elements divine technique that he could discern the person's features: a pair of thick eyebrows arched upwards, accentuating their ferocious demeanor; a large mouth curled up, revealing a cruel smile; and shoulder-length white hair fluttered in the wind amidst the dark aura. Their eyes gleamed with a sinister, blood-red light - an appearance so hideous it defied description. Behind this person followed three burly men clad in black suits, each sporting a menacing scowl.
The ugly white-haired man let out a hoarse and unpleasant voice: "Who is blocking the way of this Demon King? Are you tired of living?" Except for Wang Long, the members of the Special Affairs Group felt that his voice was like a sharp knife stabbing into their hearts, causing their blood to churn. Wang Long spoke loudly: "Are you the Demon King Na Si? I am a member of the Special Affairs Group, and today we have come to stop your evil deeds." Wang Long added a hint of spiritual energy to his voice, and after hearing it, the members of the Special Affairs Group felt as if a spring breeze had passed by, and all their uncomfortable feelings disappeared. However, the three people behind Na Si were not so lucky, and under the influence of the Demon King's spiritual energy, they each clutched their heads in agony, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
Na Si was shocked and asked in confusion, "Young one, who are you? What is your relationship with Hua Long?" Wang Long shouted loudly, "You're not qualified to know, take your subordinates and leave now!" Na Si's seven orifices were smoking with rage, and he said sternly, "You're too arrogant, being so insolent in front of the Demon King. Today, I'll absorb your vital energy and make your soul scatter, never to be reborn."
He activated the Wuji Demon Technique, and the black air in the surrounding air entered his body like a whale inhaling water. After circulating several times, his body swelled up like a balloon until he reached a height of about 2 meters before stopping. The black air on his body grew stronger, and when he stretched out his hands, a Taiji diagram appeared on his palms. Wang Long saw the situation and knew that this Demon King's power was not below his own, fearing that his teammates behind him would be hurt. He quickly activated the Five Elements Divine Technique third layer, and his full-body strength reached the twelfth layer. The five-colored divine light enveloped his teammates in a protective circle around him. The black Taiji diagram opened up like a heavenly net to strike Wang Long's protective shield, causing a loud explosion that shook the earth. The Demon King stumbled back three steps, while Wang Long's protective shield also shattered instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
That Na felt particularly depressed, since learning the Wuji Magic Skill, he could defeat his own in the entire Xiu Zhen realm, which was counted on one's fingers. Today, looking at this young man's skill, it seemed like his master had told him about his own ancestor Mo Ke's arch-nemesis Hua Long's skill. No mistake, looking at the color, he should have a close relationship with Hua Long. His master often warned him that if he encountered someone using the Five Elements Divine Technique, he could avoid it if possible. However, looking at this young man's strength, which was similar to his own, and today being the night of the full moon, which was a good day for practicing, if he absorbed the villagers' vital energy and refined it, his Wuji Magic Skill would be able to advance another level, reaching the realm of Wan Mo Group Dance. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to wait until the next full moon night. No way, let's try his skills again. Na waved his hand, and the three people behind him quickly pounced on Wang Long, while the special task force members also came up from behind Wang Long, forming three groups to fight against the three great demons.
Wang Long was secretly shocked by the strength of that Mo Wang, and immediately made a decision: he must take down this Mo Wang, otherwise let him go to wreak havoc on the world, who knows how many tragic events would occur. The Five Elements Divine Seal flew towards Mo Wang like a physical five-colored dragon, its majestic and proud dragon head creating air friction, producing a "rumbling" sound. Before the five-colored dragon approached, the air around Mo Wang distorted and disappeared in an instant, only to reappear on Wang Long's right side. However, the five-colored dragon was relentless, turning a corner and continuing to attack Mo Wang with furious roars. Mo Wang was shocked, it seemed that this air dragon would not rest until it had claimed his life. He decided to deal with it first before anything else. Mo Wang activated the tenth level of his Wuji Magic, the Taiji diagram rapidly expanding from himself towards the divine dragon.
At the time when Wang Long and Na Si were fighting, 21 special task force members each took on seven of Na Si's men. Three of Na Si's subordinates had already died, leaving only one who was frantically spitting blood. Seeing the miserable state of his three subordinates, a hint of panic flashed through Na Si's mind. In that instant, Shen Long pierced through the Tai Chi diagram and with a loud "bang", a bowl-sized hole appeared on Na Si's chest, with black smoke billowing out from it, while his body flew tens of feet high under the impact of Shen Long.
The members of the Special Affairs Group quickly raised their hands, and the knives, swords, and staffs used by the cultivators all pointed at Zai. A loud, pained cry echoed through the air as Zai's body turned into a cloud of blood mist that dissipated into the distance. At the last moment, Zai used the Demon Clan's "Blood Escape Great Technique" to preserve his primordial spirit from destruction, but he would lose hundreds of years' worth of cultivation in an instant and need a considerable amount of time to recover. Meanwhile, Wang Long collapsed onto the ground after exerting all his strength for that one strike, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood as his body felt like it had been drained of energy. His internal vision revealed that the Divine Elixir had lost its luster, and he couldn't find any remaining spiritual energy within himself. The injury wasn't severe, but he was completely drained of power. The Demon Clan's "Blood Escape Great Technique" was no trivial matter, and Wang Long thought about pursuing Zai but was powerless to do so. None of the Special Affairs Group members had the ability to catch up with Zai either, so they could only give up. They watched helplessly as Zai's primordial spirit disappeared into the distance accompanied by a trail of black smoke.
Long Er and Gao Shou hastily helped Wang Long up, one on the left and one on the right. Wang Long weakly said, "Withdraw, let's go back." Long Er carried Wang Long on his back, and all the members of the Special Affairs Group headed towards the parking area. When they arrived near XL City School, Wang Long had recovered some energy, so he let Long Er lead the team back to the base while he himself walked towards the school's rear mountain. It was already around 1 am, except for the distant city that was a sleepless city with lights on all night, the school area was close to the suburbs, and there were no people on the road anymore. The cool wind blew gently in the deep night, Wang Long felt his mind becoming particularly clear at this time. Tomorrow he still had to participate in the basketball game, so for now, the top priority was to recover from the injuries on his body, other things could be put aside for now.
Wang Long stopped at his usual practice spot, mobilizing the small amount of spiritual energy he had accumulated over the past hour on the road. He set up a Five Elements Defense Array and stepped inside. To an ordinary person outside, this place was empty and devoid of anything. An ordinary person couldn't even enter Wang Long's defense array unless they had a higher level of cultivation than him to break through his defenses. His mind sank into the spiritual palace where the Spirit Dan was located, slowly sensing its movements, and sat down to treat his injuries.
Ouyang Xiong's face was ashen, his eyes sunken and defeated as he sat behind his desk. Today's blow had been too severe. He had originally planned to have Mo Wang Zha go and wipe out Wang Long's entire family, but who could have anticipated that when Zha returned, even his body was gone, leaving only a cloud of black smoke surrounding his primordial spirit as it fled back? His three subordinate demon heads were also scattered and fleeing in terror. He himself had barely escaped Mo Wang's brutal punishment, and if he hadn't begged for mercy, perhaps he wouldn't have the chance to sit here now. Letting out a mournful howl, Ouyang Xiong made a phone call.
After more than ten minutes, Ouyang Li walked into the office with a sleepy face, full of dissatisfaction: "Dad, why did you call me so late? I was still sleeping." As soon as Ouyang Xiong saw his sleepy eyes, he quickly stood up and gave him a slap in the face. Ouyang Li was stunned, his sleepiness disappeared instantly, and when he saw Ouyang Xiong's haggard face, he jumped in fright: "Dad, what's wrong? Who offended you?"
Ou Yang Xiong's face was twisted in a mixture of anger and frustration, his teeth clenched as he bellowed: "You this unfilial son, all you know is to cause trouble outside! Now you've run into the God of Murder?! That Wang Long isn't someone you can afford to provoke! From now on, if you see him, stay as far away from him as possible! Because of you, our Ou Yang family's guard lost a third of its strength. Even Mo Wang's subordinate fell into his hands tonight and only managed to escape with his life. If he finds out it was my personal feelings that led to this operation, I reckon our Ou Yang family would cease to exist! Do you understand?!"
Ouyang Li let out a stifled gasp, seeing his father's iron-green and ferocious face, and humbly said in a low voice: "I know, Dad, I'll avoid him from now on." Ouyang Xiong waved his hand, his face tired, and fell back into the boss chair, closing his eyes.
Ouyang Li turned around and walked out of the gate, a strand of fierce and poisonous light flashed through Ouyang Li's eyes, but Ouyang Xiong had already lost sight of him.
