ng the low-level Dao arts he had learned at the Dao Institute, there was indeed none that was sufficiently satisfactory. It lacked Dao arts with practical applications like the Wave-Breaking Three Lay...Would this broken Qi Dao coin, gifted by Yu Beidou, transmit a message to him

Jiang Wang doesn't know!

Judging from what just happened, this coin seems to be fighting against something. Its destruction looks more like shattering another escape possibility, cutting off another path.

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When it rains, it pours. This is especially true when things are already difficult.

But Jiang Wang remained calm.

He just stood there, thinking quietly about all the possibilities surrounding this matter, and then he turned and walked towards the two little demons to confirm the map they had drawn.

Over so many years of hardship, he learned only one thing – to grasp the present moment and do his best.

One of the little demons' drawings depicted three major cities, perfectly matching the information he possessed. It seemed another half-life old fox who was a "literate demon" from his hometown.

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Another little demon's map had four big cities, which could barely be considered an addition to the intelligence.

But this meager scrap of information is of no help in the current situation.

Jiang Wang still carefully recorded it.

Now he stood between the two little demons, facing away from him. He picked up a stick at random and tapped a city on the crude map: "Are you from this big city Nod if yes, shake your head if no."

Jiang Wang again pointed to the same location on another map, asked the same question, and received the same answer.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the fox demon, saying in a soft voice, "The one on the ground that hasn't burned yet, is that a nobleman from your city"

Both demons nodded simultaneously.

After the probing questions ended, Jiang Wang finally asked, “How many squads did he bring out One finger on his left hand represents ten squads, and one finger on his right hand represents one squad. Tell me with gestures.”

Both demons made the same gesture, indicating they were not lying.

Twenty bounty hunter teams, a total of one hundred demon clans! This dog demon's lineup is really quite grand.

This fox demon sure knows how to make an entrance.

Actually, if you look at the other bounty hunting teams, you can get a general idea that the bounty missions these little demons take on aren't very high-level.

Since the discovery of the first demon clan bounty hunting team, more and more bounty hunting teams have been entering the mountains.

In the vast mountains, they spread out like hunting dogs.

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Amongst so many weak and incompetent minor demons, he was able to happen upon this talented and well-connected canine demon by pure chance. He originally intended to follow this slightly stronger fellow to more easily obtain information. Unexpectedly, the other party also possessed divine abilities, capable of sensing his tailing. Of course, the current problem is that at least sixty other demons would come looking for this deceased canine demon immediately.

Their combat abilities were insignificant. What Jiang Wang truly cared about was how much time he had left to extract information through torture—the inevitable escape that followed would be a grueling one, and simply running fast wouldn't suffice. He needed to be prepared.

"Did you know I was human before you came" Jiang Wang asked. Both demons shook their heads.

This is a piece of confirmed good news. It means that in his difficult situation, he has a little more time.

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Regardless of the background of that fox demon, how much the monster race values it, or how many little demons died on missions in the deep mountains and old forests, it is not something worth paying attention to.

The intensity against the enemy of that fox demon and the enemy of the demon race will be entirely different.

The other twelve bounty hunting squads that followed the fox demon into the mountains were unable to catch up and encircle it in time. They likely hadn't received news of what had happened yet. Discovering something was amiss would take time, and getting there would take even more time.

These days, I've been treading carefully, wanting information but afraid to interrogate anyone for fear of leaving a trace. I avoid any little demon, keeping out of sight and sound, avoiding even their aura. But now, I can't hide anymore, so I unleash my killing spree.

Since the interrogation has begun, we naturally want to get the most value out of it.

Jiang Wangdao said, "I'm in a hurry. Now I want to spend some time learning the demon language with you. Do you agree Nod if you agree, shake your head if you disagree."

The little demon on the right nodded immediately.

The little demon on the left hesitated for a moment. A yin-yang fish swam across Jiang Wang's eyes. He immediately nodded!

Dealing with these small demons with weak resolve, the path of deviance is bound to fail.

Like that background uncommon dog demon, will strong, doesn't exist the weak selection, crooked path also has no place to display.

Jiang Wang said again, "Very good. Now I will separate the two of you, so that you can't hear each other speak. Then I will say a sentence in Daoist language, and you will repeat it in demon language. You can say it differently, but whoever is wrong will die a very painful death, understand"

The two demons nodded vigorously.

Thus, a unique and memorable lesson began.

Every language has its cultural origins, and Yaoyue, the language spoken by all demon races, is particularly profound. To become proficient in it within a short period of time is no easy feat.

But in general, there aren't too many common phrases. Simple everyday conversations don't require knowing too many words.

Jiang Wang spoke extremely quickly, the two little demons didn't have time to think, and they repeated it just as fast. The three of them sounded like a string of pearls, rising and falling in this quiet forest.

He had to master as much of the demon language as possible before more bounty hunters arrived and powerful demon experts began investigating the mountains. Only by quickly learning the demon language could he more easily obtain information during his flight.

With enough information, it's possible to find a way out when there is no path.

Wars in the deep mountains and old forests are silent and dark.

The battle in Nantian City is raging fiercely.

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Whether in the heavens, on the earth, in the city, outside the city, or on the walls, a fierce battle was raging.

Life withers away in the most direct way, a crimson beauty.

The most crucial battlefield, of course, lies in that swirling chaos far above.

Several peerless experts were fighting, shattering the sky. Even the golden sunlight of the demon realm could not penetrate the darkness. Such a world newly carved from chaos was now a battlefield of unimaginable ferocity, briefly returning to its primal state before order took hold.

The auras of four top-tier powerhouses, mingling together, clashed against each other. No, it was already five top-tier powerhouses.

Newly joining the battlefield is the celestial demon, Qiguanying. He was an emergency summon by Zhuyi.

He was an imposing figure, clad in black armor like that gathered by a mountain. A long, narrow bone blade hung at his side, as if ripped from the sky itself. His armor bore the weight of ten thousand catties yet remained lustrous and unblemished. Wherever the blade passed, heaven and earth crumbled, all things falling silent.

On the battlefield, there was a celestial battle between the Yaren Immortal Court and the warriors of heaven and earth. Their brilliance shone for millions of miles. Zhūyì commanded thousands of puppets with one hand, forming an army by himself.

But Jiang Mengxiong's fist pressed down on all sides, and Zuo Xiao's palm covered eternity. Nevertheless, they were still pressing down on the three celestial demons who were constantly attacking!

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Zhu Yi's puppet corpses fell in swathes, their imposing presence like a wheat field harvested in autumn.

Those more perceptive individuals could sense that Yao Zhu Yi's aura was on the verge of collapse that day. She had already been gravely wounded before Qi Guan arrived to join the battle.

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At this time, one wants to leave, but it is not possible.

Zuo Xiao and Jiang Mengxiong tacitly suppressed her in place, continuously eliminating her precious puppets and consuming her millennia of accumulation.

Being as strong as Qilin Guanying and Yuanxian Ting, the reason they were beaten so badly was that while they were fighting, they also had to protect Zhu Yi's life and prevent her from being killed immediately.

What a level of slaughter this is!

A celestial demon who stood atop the peak of power, had become a chink in the armor, a wound that must be tended to!

And the battlefield view goes down further.

Shards of jagged keels and broken wings fill the sky, the cries of battle mingling with the howling wind. Flames and lightning intertwine, forming a chaotic tapestry. In this realm, light and shadow dance in unpredictable patterns!

The renowned true demon, Mengchen, clad in feathered garments and rattan boots, wielded a pair of double-winged short swords, leaving hundreds of afterimages as he darted across the battlefield. He fought fiercely with Wenren Shen, the advisor to the court of Qi, in an epic duel on the left flank that left both warriors evenly matched.

His three great demon kings, leading seven thousand elite Iron Cages troops, were also locked in a deadly battle with the 10,000 Annihilation Thunder Army led by General Yingyongbo of Great Qi.

The Iron Cage Army is a renowned sparrow clan strong force, each member wearing an iron cage-like helmet to remind themselves of their past humiliation. They wear light armor and carry two swords, one long and one short, one narrow and one wide. They are extremely fierce in battle and even within the demon clan, few armies dare to challenge them.

And the Nine Armies of Qi, led by An Lei Lie Ming, were even more renowned throughout the world as a powerful force, a formidable army among humankind.

When the two armies clashed, it was a battle of equals, a meeting of masterminds. The fighting was fierce and exhilarating.

Given the scale of this battle, it's no surprise that numerous true demons from the demon clan came to support Nan Tian City.

But the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, Ye Dazhen, still stormed into Nantian City.

The plaque above Nantian City had long been shattered, and fragments of its massive gates lay scattered beneath his feet, trampled by him. He moved with robes billowing like the wind, locked in a fierce battle against a true demon of the Spider Clan.

Ming Ming's immortal beauty was radiant, and she didn't look like someone who would shed blood. Yet, her aura was as powerful as a rainbow, forcing the opponent to retreat step by step. Wherever she passed, it was like a hurricane border, with air explosions sounding like thunder. The entire street crumbled with their every advance and retreat, and on both sides of the street, the demon clan houses collapsed one after another as if assisting in the attack.

The Sword Shadow Fist technique almost enveloped half the city district. Numerous expert demon cultivators were present, but no one could get close.

In such a perilous fight, Ye Lingxiao also said to draw back, suddenly taking a step back, raising his palm like a knife, turning around and slashing at a distance! Then he didn't even glance again, turned his palm into a fist, and blasted forward with another punch. The air became like dragons and tigers, surging the wind and clouds!

"Who let you get so close Hmm"

This punch struck out, hitting the enemy who was just about to approach. At the same time, it launched a pair of thin swords wielded by the true demon spider thread, directly forcing it back dozens of feet.

The spider silk was enraged, her eyes even bleeding red, but she could only grit her teeth and construct a sword defense. No matter how hard she fought, she couldn't stop this human cultivator. She could only fight while retreating, retreating again and again!

While Ye Lingxiao was fighting, his hand also reached out to slash in the direction of the eastern region of the entire South Heaven City battlefield.

There, flags were planted everywhere, and soldiers clashed in chaotic battle formations. Troops under various banners fought fiercely against each other.

A fierce and domineering tiger demon king leapt out from the demon army ranks, wielding a ghost-headed blade in his hand. Its surface was stained with ominous bloodstains. The void behind him turned crimson.

...like a flag stuck behind him.

He charged forward with a menacing and aggressive posture, unstoppable as he made his way towards a dazzlingly colorful cloud-patterned chariot.

The art of battle formations is the creation of the human race. It was created by the ancient human ancestors, warriors and strategists, to unify the strength of ordinary people. This was a remarkable achievement that transformed the weak reputation of humanity, becoming a crucial factor in their subsequent victory over the demon race and establishment as masters of the world.

Therefore, Bing Wu gained a reputation for wisdom and was ranked among the Eight Sages of the Human Emperor, along with Bu Liang and Cangjie.

But in the long-drawn-out tribal warfare, the demon race also learned and developed their own battle formation techniques.

But this Tiger Clan Demon King was apparently impatient with a protracted battle and overconfident in his martial prowess. His troops struggled to break through the puppet army formed by the four-winged ink warriors. So, he decided to split his forces into two, allowing his armies to fight freely while he himself jumped out of the ranks, wielding a single blade to directly engage the enemy.

His bravery is truly commendable!

After all, even Ye Lingxiao's attention was drawn to him. Thus, at this moment, the wind and clouds surged, and thunder boomed.

Around the Tiger King's demonic presence, the ever-present yet intangible aura suddenly erupted in chaos.

Ye Lingxiao slashed with a hand knife from afar, and in the air nearby, a semi-transparent swordsman formed from surging energy materialized instantly. He stood directly opposite the Tiger Clan Demon King, both facing each other head-on. With lightning speed, his palm flashed as if heaven itself was revealing its secrets, and with a single horizontal slash of his sword, he struck!

Blood shadows scattered, heads flew, and flags fell!

There was no room for resistance at all, this Tiger Clan Demon King had already died instantly.

This divine skill of controlling spiritual energy, a prodigy named Na Liang from the kingdom of Mu Guo once demonstrated it on the Guanting River platform. His display was impressive and powerful.

But in Ye Lingxiao's hands, it truly became invincible.

There is a saying, "Qi serves my purpose, and all methods converge." It exudes an imposing aura.

Right before the Tiger Clan Demon King charged out, Fang Yuyou still gritted his teeth and led his army forward, ready to fight to the death.

But the next moment, he almost bit off his own tongue. What did Bai Yu Xia say

Where does this Qingyu girl need protection

That contingent of four-winged ink warriors were a formidable force on this battlefield. Wherever they went, no demonic army could stop them.

While the Niu Jiao Heng Dao puppet, Ying Yan Chong Jian puppet, and Bao Jia Shuang Jian puppet each had four units, they circled the chariot. This defensive network built by these twelve powerful puppets was airtight and impenetrable, like solid gold. Not a single demon clan member could get close.

This Caiyun tank possesses incredible firepower and, even more remarkably, defensive capabilities. It is a formidable weapon capable of influencing the battlefield at any time.

But even with such thorough protection, Master Ye remained ever vigilant about this place.

This tiger king leapt and severed someone's head. Who would dare approach now

Since the start of the war, Fang Yuyou has done only one thing: riding with his men, chasing after the Colorful Cloud chariot and galloping around. He has shot many arrows but never drawn his sword.

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I have slain many demon beasts, yet my body remains unstained by blood.

When I first followed the Marquis onto the battlefield, it was a time of wind and rain, blood on the edge of swords, and circling before the gate of hell. I had never fought such an easy, prosperous war!

This made him doubt the cruelty of war for a time.

Ye Qingyu naturally didn't know what General Jiang Wang was thinking. She didn't even glance at the slain tiger king.

She merely pursed her thin lips, engrossed in her own affairs on the dazzlingly colourful battle chariot, amidst the interplay of light and shadow that shielded her from external view.

On one hand, he was giving orders to the puppet soldiers and directing the battle. On the other, his hand never stopped, constantly writing a letter on a piece of paper.

Though paper may be short and feelings long, words fail to express them fully. Since we cannot see each other for the foreseeable future, what else can we do

A delicate cloud pattern divides the thin paper into two halves.

This is a pale blue piece of paper, the lower half blank while the upper half bears her writing, which appears and then vanishes with each stroke.

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On the clouds, Qingyu; under the maple trees, Xiajiang. On the clouds, Qingyu; under the maple trees, Xiajiang. On the clouds, Qingyu; under the maple trees, Xiajiang.

Once, on the viewing platform by the river, I gave you a letter with the same characters as my own. There was no ripple of emotion in my words, and I feared no one else would notice. Within a hundred miles radius, did the reflected words on the paper reach you

Have you received my letter today

During the Yellow River confluence, the viewing platform was bustling with people, the most lively place in the world.

The most brilliant and magnificent stories unfold there, and the most influential and powerful individuals interact there.

The world is grand, history shines brightly, the river of time flows endlessly, stars twinkle. But at that time, quietly writing a letter with the same characters and patiently waiting for her reply from afar was the most peaceful thing in the world.

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Today, the world is vast and distant.

Hundreds or even thousands of miles, it may not be possible to calculate the vast distance between the human world and the demon realm.

Ye Qingyu had learned combat, but was not skilled in bloodshed. She had studied military strategy, but was not accustomed to the battlefield.

She gazed out in all directions, again and again, then drew her gaze back.

Even so, she did her best to maneuver the Colorful Cloud chariot across the battlefield. While commanding puppet soldiers and engaging in skirmishes that aimed to avoid attracting the attention of the demon clan, she repeatedly wrote identical letters. If love were a poem, this part had no second verse.bly feel safe taking advantage of this opportunity unless we do!"Jiang Wang pressed the hilt of his sword, but instead of advancing, he retreated to the side door.Let me know if you have any other tex...