Magistrate Chen was the last remaining Inspector of the Demon-Slaying Department.

  Zhang Xuan hoped more than anyone that the person who came this time was him, but at this moment he could only shake his head: "The humble official invited this time is the newly appointed Shen Yi, the patrol envoy."

  What's wrong?

  Yang Qianxiang was silent for a moment, and in his mind, he couldn't find any impression related to this name.

  "Shen Gongzi was from Qingzhou and was a disciple of Wu Miao."

  Zhang Xuan didn't know what the other person was thinking, and anxiously said: "The Flower Leopard Demon King has already been beheaded by Lord Shen, please General quickly dispatch troops to re-take control of Nan Yue City, then follow me to find Inspector General."

  After hearing his words, Yang Qianxiang was as if struck by a huge hammer in his mind, and he felt dizzy, blurting out: "Wu Miao disciples, that is the Yin Shen cultivator, why didn't you discuss it with me first before taking action?"

  The Yin cultivators inside the Wu Temple are indeed profound in their boundaries.

  But even with the jade token in hand, which can mobilize the incense wishes of any state, don't forget that Songzhou has lost four counties and only has this little incense wish left. No matter if it's used by General He or that unfamiliar Mr. Shen, what effect can it have?

  Song State paid out countless lives, barely stabilizing the two demon kings.

  Although destruction is imminent, at least there is still a period of time.

  For them, every extra day could still hold hope for Master Chen's return, so why did they take the initiative to break the stalemate now?

  "Discuss? The patrol officer is handling the matter, does he need to discuss it with you and me?"

  Zhang Xuan gritted her teeth and took out the skull from her bosom: "At least Lord Shen helped me bring him back, if not, I wouldn't be able to say it out loud."

  He said, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Please, General, do not hesitate. The Inspector is still trapped in the demon crowd of Nanyue Prefecture. Quickly dispatch the Demon-Suppressing General and the Golden Bell Spirit-Catcher to follow Zhang and provide assistance!"

  “……”

  Yang Qianxiang grasped his sparse hair with force, turned around and ordered the deputy behind him: "Pass down my order, let them gather towards the lost four counties as soon as possible."

  He mounted the demonic horse with a wooden face: "Lead the way."

  "Aren't you going with the evil spirit?"

  Zhang Xuan was shocked, where did the Nine Provinces General personally go to a dangerous place with his own body.

  "What's the point?"

  Yang Qianxiang turned his head and looked at him with a thin face that didn't show any emotion.

  Songzhou has done everything he can.

  He was just a martial immortal, not a real immortal, and couldn't cope with two demon kings who were much more powerful than him at the same time.

  It's better this way.

  The inspector has made a decision for Songzhou, and there's no need for this old man to worry about it anymore.

  As for offending the Red-eyed Demon King and shifting his attention from another Demon King back to the Town Magic Controller of Songzhou... it's already been done, so there's no need to think about it again.

  "Help me put this old friend away carefully." Zhang Xuan handed the skull in his hand to Pi Jiang with great care.

  Next moment.

  The black-scaled horse soared into the air and galloped away, taking two people with it as they left Songzhou City.

  "Is this the way to Nanyue City?" Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

  "Magistrate Shen should have gone to the county town below." Zhang Xuan said softly, from the situation in the city before, this young patrol officer was just looking at him coldly and didn't like to talk, but actually he was meticulous and cared about those ordinary people.

  "What kind of existence did you bring back..."

  Yang Qianxiang furrowed his brow and couldn't help but complain for a moment.

  As a Yin Spirit Cultivator, he single-handedly charged into the county city occupied by demons and monsters, with no one to guard him, it was extremely perilous.

  "Mr. Shen said he... roughly understands the art of tempering his body."

  Zhang Xuan was also worried, but still comforted him with a word.

  Although I don't know how much he understands, but the other party shouldn't be a reckless person.

  "I have been guarding Songzhou for many years and have never made a fuss."

  Yang Qianxiang sighed: "I didn't expect that for the first time, I would have to pay the price of half of Songzhou."

  The black-scaled horse galloped with all its might, its speed in no way inferior to teleportation.

  The two soon arrived above a county town.

  Yang Qianxiang looked down with his eyes cast down.

  He has long dared not look directly at the lost four counties, and has never even done so with a sideways glance.

  At the beginning of the city's destruction, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and countless young people wearing ink robes fell under his dark god's feet. Even at this moment, the wailing sounds still echoed in my ears.

  Take in the scene within the county town at a glance.

  Yang Qianxiang's face changed slightly.

  The streets were packed with people, all of whom were running wildly, some crying and laughing, others kneeling and pounding the ground, but at a glance, not a single ghost or demon was seen.

  The two of them exchanged a glance, suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and rode their horses towards another place.

  They even split up for a while in between.

  When they met again, the shock in their eyes was already bursting out and could no longer be hidden.

  "Not right! Not right!"

  Where they passed through, there was not even half a monster, and there were no corpses either.

  If it's said that someone was beheaded... this is clearly something that can only be done by summoning a dark spirit.

  "Did Lord Shen summon the Dark Spirit outside?"

  Zhang Xuan was somewhat discomposed, he completely did not understand why the other party would take such a great risk, Shen Yi came from the Imperial City and was also a disciple of Wu Miao, yet was even more anxious than this group of local demon-suppressing officials.

  "What I'm worried about is... if he's so anxious, where will he go now?"

  Yang Qianxiang swallowed his saliva, and the answer was already self-evident.

  "Go to Akakawa Shrine!"

  In each county of the lost four counties, there is a temple dedicated to Chi Mu Sheng Jun.

  But what they called the local place was where the true habitat of the demon king was.

  ……

  Located in the middle of the four counties.

  A steep stone wall was carved with a rough stone statue, about ten or more zhang high, which was a beast-faced human figure with feathers on its head and fish scales on its body. It sat upright in the mountain, holding a long spear in its left hand and placing its right hand flat on its knee.

  The direction those eyes were looking was precisely Songzhou City.

  It stood with its feet on the ground, and around its feet were dense incense burners, thick smoke rising up, as if forming a auspicious cloud under its feet.

  Behind the statue is a cave of equal height.

  A thunder-like breathing sound came from inside the cave, causing the entire mountain to tremble slightly.

  The people coming and going seem to be used to this kind of scene.

  Walked to the foot of the stone statue with a faceless expression, immediately burning incense and kowtowing, without devotion in his eyes, but his movements were meticulous, as if he had practiced thousands of times, not daring to have any flaws.

  A red cloud flashed across the horizon.

  A figure in a black shirt suddenly appeared among the crowd.

  The young man walked slowly towards the stone statue.

  Among the many people who came to worship, his tall and straight figure stood out.

  Not a few people have noticed his existence.

  The movement of knocking and bowing appeared slightly deviated, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

  Shen Yi walked up to the densely packed incense altar, bowed down and grasped a handful of incense ash, then lifted her head to calmly gaze at the majestic stone statue.

  He nodded slightly.

  By his side, a solid dark energy waved its hand, and the intangible incense willpower pushed the crowd of people who were in doubt out for dozens of meters.

  The Green Flower Lady brought the yin spirit back to Shen Yi's dantian.

  Bang!

  The next moment, he suddenly jumped up, and one foot stepped on the heart of the statue. The tall statue cracked from the calf and crashed into the cave behind.

  In the midst of the rumbling sound, Shen Yi's figure vanished into thin air.

  The breathing sound like thunder in the cave suddenly stopped and turned into a furious roar: "ROAR!!"

  In the blink of an eye, the roar also came to an abrupt end.

  The young man in black burst out of the cave, pulling out that enormous shadow with a brutal force, and slammed it onto the mountain range. Amidst the dull thud, a terrifying crack appeared on the mountain ridge!

  (End of chapter)