Within the Dantian and Qi Sea.
The stems and leaves stretched out, greedily devouring the incoming essence qi.
As the last wisp of essence qi was plundered away.
The True Origin, which had only been a shallow pool, was now surging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the top of the lotus stem, the tightly closed flower bud was now slowly loosening.
The first lotus petal trembled as it unfolded.
It was lush and green, with the Dao aura flowing across it.
Immediately after.
Crack.
Another soft sound.
The second lotus petal followed suit, blossoming to the sides.
A flower blooming with two petals!
For ordinary Martial Artists, opening a single petal in the Zhonglian Realm often takes years or even decades of effort.
But now.
Just by devouring two Demon Kings, she had crossed two minor Realms in a row.
"Sure enough... one still has to rely on hard work and sweat..."
Jiang Yuechu sighed with a calm expression.
With a flick of her mind, she checked her own state again.
A bit regretful.
This time, the extremely low probability plunder effect was not triggered.
However, Jiang Yuechu was not disappointed.
After all, the plunder probability of Myriad Demon Swallowing Heaven was already pitifully low.
One cannot be too greedy.
Just as she prepared to stand up and clean up the mess,
sounds of hoofbeats approached.
Jiang Yuechu slowly straightened her body and looked in the direction of the sound.
On the horizon in the direction of Liangzhou, a black line was rapidly spreading.
Dust billowed, blotting out the sky.
That was thousands of fast horses galloping at full speed.
And at the very front of the formation.
A familiar figure was hunched over the horse's back, his expression grave.
It was none other than General Wei.
And behind him.
Was the Liangzhou Military Command, with all four battalions deployed.
There were even many wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages.
But facing such a great demon of the Zhonglian Realm, what could these people do if they came?
It would just be delivering a few more lives.
Jiang Yuechu understood this logic.
General Wei, who had spent most of his life in the Demon Suppression Division, understood it even better.
But he still came.
He brought the entire foundation of the Liangzhou Military Command and charged into this place of certain death without hesitation.
Only because in the Demon Suppression Division, there was never a reason for a Commander to go to their death alone.
And how could the safety of the entire Region be entrusted to a young girl alone?!
As the distance closed.
General Wei suddenly drew his waist saber and roared hoarsely.
Thousands of Demon Suppression Guards behind him roared in unison, their Killing Intent soaring to the heavens.
However.
When they charged over the last dirt slope and saw the scene before them.
Neigh—
General Wei suddenly pulled on the reins, and his warhorse reared up.
He widened his eyes, his mouth slightly agape, and the long saber in his hand almost slipped.
Before him.
The originally flat wilderness was now a mess.
A giant pit, dozens of meters wide, came into view.
And inside that giant pit.
Two huge, once-arrogant Jiao Li, Demon Kings.
Now, like two dead snakes, they lay limply in the mud, long since devoid of life.
Their hideous dragon heads were beaten to a pulp, and white scales mixed with flesh and blood covered the bottom of the pit.
And atop that mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
A figure in a red cloak stood quietly.
Apart from a slight redness on her face and some bloodstains on her small face, the girl's clothes were not even torn in the slightest.
She did not say much, only saying: "You came just in time. Although the skin and flesh on the heads of these two corpses are rotten, the rest are still quite intact. Do not waste them; take them back."
"..."
Hearing this.
General Wei waved his long saber helplessly.
Even though the two Demon Kings were already dead.
The pressure radiating from their corpses was telling him that the Realm of these two great demons during their lifetime...
"This... this is the Zhonglian Realm..."
General Wei muttered to himself.
He had already prepared for the entire army to be wiped out, ready to protect her breakout at the cost of his life.
But what was the result?
You, the kid, single-handedly beat two Zhonglian Demon Kings?
"General Wei?"
A cold voice came.
General Wei shuddered, as if waking from a dream.
"Here! This subordinate is here!"
"What are you dazed for?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
General Wei hurriedly commanded: "Quick! The Commander has spoken! Can you not hear her?!"
Amidst the churning clouds, a figure in green robes stood with hands behind his back.
In fact, he had arrived long before General Wei brought the large army.
The Old Daoist Priest's mouth twitched, and he plucked off a few hairs from the beard he had finally managed to grow on his chin.
Having dealt with demons his whole life, he naturally recognized the names of the two Demon Kings below.
Among them, Jiao Li, Demon King was infamous even in the Demon Court, and his physical strength was hard to find a match for in the same Realm.
Even he, in the Mountain Gazing Realm, would not dare to collide with him physically...
"Immeasurable Heaven..."
But in the end, he was actually beaten to the ground by this girl...
A seventeen-year-old in the Zhonglian Realm... and such an unreasonable Zhonglian Realm...
Is this the seed of the Li family?
Is this the Luck of the Great Tang?
At this moment.
General Wei and the others below had already begun to clean up the battlefield and transport the two huge corpses.
Cheers carried on the wind up to the sky.
The Old Daoist Priest glanced at the girl surrounded by the crowd.
His originally tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
He turned around, facing away from the direction of Liangzhou.
With a wave of his large sleeves.
"Forget it."
"With such a Prodigy in charge, I fear I won't need to worry about this patch of Longyou land in the future."
After the words fell.
The green-robed Old Daoist Priest took a step.
His figure turned into a stream of light and instantly disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.
Liangzhou Prefecture.
The ground began to tremble.
The common people on the streets panicked.
The originally bustling long street instantly emptied by more than half.
Only those who were bold, or the slow-moving elderly, shrank behind the door panels, peeking through the gaps, trembling as they looked towards the end of the long street.
Looking at this.
They were stunned.
"It's the masters from the Demon Suppression Division who have returned!"
Someone shouted.
The common people hiding in their houses felt slightly relieved, and their courage grew a bit, as they pushed open their windows or poked out half their heads.
One person scratched his head, looking blank.
"I remember, just a while ago I heard the movement of leaving the city, saying that there was an incredible great demon outside the city. How long has it been, why have they retreated?"
"Could it be... they lost?"
Someone looked terrified.
"If even the Demon Suppression Division has been defeated, wouldn't our Liangzhou be finished?"
"Pah, pah, pah! You crow!"
"If they were defeated, how could they walk back so neatly?"
As they were talking.
The vanguard of the team had already entered the long street.
The common people gradually noticed something wrong.
Amidst the rhythmic hoofbeats, there seemed to be a strange grinding sound mixed in.
All eyes involuntarily looked past the cavalry in front, towards the back of the team.
The next instant.
The entire long street went silent.
In the middle of the team.
Hundreds of Red-Eyed Colts were lined up on both sides.
Each horse was fitted with iron chains.
The warhorses neighed, frothing at the mouth, their hooves digging into the ground, pulling forward with all their might.
And at the end of those hundreds of iron chains.
Two giant objects, dozens of meters long.
Although their skulls were shattered, their remains still emitted a suffocating, fierce aura.
The cold scales scraped across the bluestone road, sending sparks flying.
Everywhere they passed.
They left a shocking trail of blood.