Li Xuanxiao unleashed his true essence without reservation; the Rainbow Light Movement shone brilliantly, streaking across the sky like a meteor.
His expression was grave. If his guess was correct—that the noble Young Master in brocade was the New Demon Emperor—
then the current situation at the Pei Prefecture Demon Slaying Division was likely far from optimistic.
"Faster, even faster..."
Li Xuanxiao felt anxious, constantly sensing that something catastrophic was unfolding at the Demon Slaying Division right now.
The Commander, along with the eight Hall Masters including Vice General Yang—
a total of nine Mystic Martial Artists!
For the demons to target such a lineup, they would need to dispatch at least more than that number of Demon Emperors!
Have the demons gone mad? Was this a declaration of war against the entire Dayu Dynasty?
Suddenly, a streak of light flew up from a city ahead. Li Xuanxiao focused his gaze and saw it was Ling Yan.
Li Xuanxiao slightly reduced his speed: "Lord Ling Yan, have you received any news from the Demon Slaying Division over here?"
Ling Yan's eyes were slightly red. He shook his head and handed a jade tablet to Li Xuanxiao: "This is a message Master sent me three days ago."
Li Xuanxiao rubbed the jade tablet, and a voice emerged from it—it was Vice General Yang's voice.
"Don't come back! Do not return to the Demon Slaying Division, leave Pei Prefecture immediately!"
Li Xuanxiao's spirit shook violently. What exactly happened at the Demon Slaying Division?
It actually caused the usually steady and composed Vice General Yang to sound so urgent and flustered.
"A message sent three days ago... You didn't go back first?"
Li Xuanxiao asked.
Ling Yan shook his head: "I dared not disobey Master's order, but I also didn't want to just leave Pei Prefecture like that."
"If you hadn't passed by here today, I would have gone back to check myself."
Li Xuanxiao nodded. Ling Yan's flying speed was too slow, so he directly pulled him into the range covered by the Rainbow Light Movement.
True essence surged madly, and their speed increased sharply, the scenery below rapidly receding.
Countless cities below were shattered and destroyed. Few people remained standing within those cities.
Li Xuanxiao observed silently.
Several hours later, the two finally saw the familiar outline of the buildings.
But with just one glance, both Li Xuanxiao and Ling Yan frowned.
Looking down from high above, the majority of the Demon Slaying Division was severely damaged, as if it had been sliced in half!
The Commanders Residence was almost completely collapsed!
The two descended outside the Demon Slaying Division and rushed inside anxiously.
As soon as they entered the gate, they stopped in their tracks.
Ling Yan clenched his fists, his eyes turning red again.
Liu Gelin, who usually sat in the Law Enforcement Hall, quietly reviewing the Martial Artist roster with a gentle expression,
was now pinned to the outer wall of the Demon Slaying Division by a strangely shaped spear, already lifeless...
His face remained contorted in rage, unwilling to close his eyes in death, clearly harboring immense anger and hatred for the enemy he faced in his final moments.
Li Xuanxiao's expression was calm as past events flashed before him like a revolving lantern.
He remembered the first time he came to the Demon Slaying Division, the person Si Miaoyin took him to see was Liu Gelin.
Back then, he had committed the grave offense of killing a superior while being a subordinate.
It was Liu Gelin who showed leniency, giving him a mission to atone for his crime.
After completing the mission, Liu Gelin admired him greatly.
When he heard Li Xuanxiao decided to join the Mission Hall, although he didn't fully understand, he didn't say much.
"If you change your mind, you can still come find me."
"I still think highly of you!"
He generously gave him 500 contribution points, which was truly a massive fortune for him at that time!
Both his Asura Blade and the incredibly flamboyant 'Rainbow Light Movement' were obtained from those 500 contribution points.
These two things had greatly aided him in his subsequent demon-slaying endeavors!
In Li Xuanxiao's eyes, he was a Senior worthy of respect.
But now, he was pinned to this cold city wall.
Dying with eyes wide open...
"Lord Liu... You'll catch a chill sleeping like this."
Li Xuanxiao forced out an ugly smile, a trace of sorrow appearing in his eyes.
He pulled out the spear and gently laid Liu Gelin's body flat on the ground: "Lord Liu, I will come back to see you later."
He slowly closed Liu Gelin's wide-open eyes, bowed deeply, and continued walking inward.
Countless Martial Artists wearing the Demon Slaying Division uniform lay dead in pools of blood.
Li Xuanxiao swept over them silently, branding the scene into his memory.
In the central hall of the Demon Slaying Division, Li Xuanxiao saw another familiar Hall Master.
The Patrol Hall Master, disheveled, was kneeling on the ground, pierced by countless spikes, resembling a hedgehog...
Even though he had been dead for a long time, he maintained the posture of holding a blade, as if he would rise to kill the enemy the next second.
But he would never stand up again...
He had just been haggling with this old man over the knowledge of the Mystic Realm; this old man was the first to teach him about it.
The scene of their previous conversation was still vivid, but this somewhat pedantic old man would never ask him to help slay demons again.
Li Xuanxiao suddenly felt something stuck in his throat. He swallowed lightly, finding the sensation extremely bitter.
The two continued inward. In a corner, they saw the Master of the Purification Hall, the only Vice General Yang Zhiru.
"Master!"
Ling Yan shouted and rushed to Yang Zhiru's side.
Yang Zhiru lay in a pool of blood. His usually refined and calm face was now covered in congealed blood scabs, making his expression impossible to discern.
Li Xuanxiao's eyes lit up; he keenly discovered that the other person seemed to still possess a faint trace of breath!
He immediately executed the Xuan - Pure Lotus Radiance!
A lotus platform carrying boundless vitality appeared, gently lifting Yang Zhiru up.
A moment later, Yang Zhiru finally reacted!
"Hoo hoo—cough, cough, cough—"
Yang Zhiru suddenly coughed twice, his eyelids twitched a few times, and he opened his eyes.
The two were overjoyed. Ling Yan even burst into tears: "Master, Master! That's wonderful! You're still alive!"
Yang Zhiru awoke from his stupor, momentarily dazed. He roared: "Demons, you shall not take another step forward!"
While struggling free from Ling Yan's grasp, he searched for his blade.
Ling Yan called out repeatedly, finally allowing Yang Zhiru to regain some sanity.
"You are... Ling Yan?"
Yang Zhiru was first surprised, then immediately reacted: "Why are you back? Hurry and leave! Leave Pei Prefecture immediately!"
"This place has been occupied by Demon Emperors. They are numerous; they cannot be allowed to capture you!"
Li Xuanxiao knelt down and looked at Yang Zhiru: "Vice General Yang, I am Li Xuanxiao. Can you tell us what exactly happened at the Demon Slaying Division?"
"Li... Li Xuanxiao?"
Yang Zhiru seemed still somewhat unclear, appearing slow, as if trying to recall who Li Xuanxiao was.
Finally, he seemed to remember something: "Oh, it's that audacious kid!"
"The Demon Slaying Division... The Demon Slaying Division is finished... Everyone is dead. Commander was also cut off an arm..."
"Six of the eight Hall Masters are dead. We... we couldn't stop the demon attack..."
"Hurry and leave! Several Demon Emperors haven't gone far; they are waiting right here to ambush returning Martial Artists. Hurry and go!"
Li Xuanxiao's eyes narrowed. They hadn't left yet!?
The next second, two terrifying pressures descended…