I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 130 - 104: I am a Zhao Ye person!_2

Chapter 130: Chapter 104: I am a Zhao Ye person!_2

"It’s nothing more than that!"

From within the branches of the little Venerate, a cold sneer echoed.

Then, it was seen that this robust man had become utterly drained, as if despair had led him to let go of the knife in his hands, tumbling downward.

——

"It’s over!"

General Pei was striding over from a distance.

Originally, the robust man had lunged toward the courtyard. The little Venerate suddenly surged up and wrapped around him.

At that time, General Pei was already in despair, but he still desperately fought the enemy and headed this way, trying to rescue him.

Along the way, seeing the robust man break free, he was overjoyed.

However, before joy could spread across his face, it was completely frozen.

The body of the little Venerate was cultivated using the main body of Liu Venerate.

Even though it was now occupied by an Evil Spirit and was not the true little Venerate, it was still not a character of the Refining Essence Realm who could sever it!

"It’s finished," General Pei sighed.

Behind him, three junior flag bearers were bloodstained and also showed despair in their eyes.

Others were coming one after another to assist.

These soldiers and junior flag bearers had not yet been subdued by the Tribulation Ash, nor had they been harmed by it.

Because they were not powerful enough, the Tribulation Ash had not yet taken them seriously.

They did not know the truth and only saw their former colleagues suddenly draw their swords and attack the civilians.

So they drew their swords against each other, killing in a confused and tragic manner, yet they did not understand why the chaos had befallen them this night.

"You continue to save people, kill those madmen!"

In the end, General Pei took a deep breath and hastened forward, "I’ll deal with that side!"

"General! "

Just then, a junior flag bearer stopped him, clutching his wounded abdomen, panting, "Stop struggling, run for your life..."

The situation at Jinliu Manor was clearly beyond their capabilities to save with so few people.

The robust man, with his overwhelming presence, was even above General Pei and had fallen into the trap at a glance, now his life and death uncertain.

Although the General was of Refining Essence Realm cultivation, going there was no different from rushing towards death.

"Damn it!"

Pei Xiong instantly became angry.

But when he turned around, about to scold, he couldn’t help but stiffen.

He looked back at these people, exhausted, bloodied, badly injured, even their knives showing notches.

The six young junior flag bearers who had come from Li City were all juniors he valued greatly. This journey was supposed to broaden their horizons, provide them with experience, and learn something.

But now, only three were left and one had lost an arm, barely hanging on to life.

He knew in his heart that if they stayed, they would all die here in Jinliu Manor.

After pausing for a moment, he finally said weakly, "You... run for your lives!"

He then turned around without looking back and quickly headed for the courtyard.

——

"This is where it ends."

The manor’s master stood with his hands behind his back, watching the robust man bound by two willow branches, and a smile appeared on his face.

He slowly stepped forward and said calmly, "My friend, do you think I am not a smart person?"

"Of course, you’re not!"

The robust man faced the little Venerate, not turning his head but laughing, "Can’t cut through the body of the little Venerate, and I can’t take you down?"

His voice had barely faded when his hands broke free and he grabbed the willow branches on both sides!

Divine Skills! Demon Suppression!

Boom!

The willow branches suddenly exploded!

Lin Yan landed, leaping forward to throw a powerful punch directly at the trunk!

At that moment, the Evil Spirit controlling the body of the little Venerate had entwined a huge amount of roots around the southwestern corner, trapping more than two thousand people.

The protective branches, which were mostly gathered at the top to block Lin Yan’s full-force knife, left the main tree trunk without any hindrance!

Facing this punch, the Evil Spirit inhabiting the body of the little Venerate had no means left to block it!

When the punch landed, the Demon Suppression Divine Power burst forth suddenly!

"Damn it!!!"

Behind the tree, copious amounts of mist spread out!

That was the Evil Qi of the Evil Spirit!

Being ultimately not the true little Venerate, it couldn’t withstand the punch and was blasted out of the "Divine Body"!

"What?"

The manor’s master’s face changed dramatically. He rushed forward, but then remembering something, shouted, "Ancients! He bears no divine object to exterminate evil; even in the Refining Essence Realm, he cannot withstand you... please, Ancients, possess him and command him to take his own life!"

Then, the master knelt down on the spot, performed three kneels and nine kowtows, and yelled loudly, "Please, Ancients, take action!"

"Fuck your ancestors!"

Vast amounts of steam, scattering and fleeing in all directions!

How could that punch just now possibly be delivered by someone of the Refining Essence Realm?

"Thinking of escaping?"

Lin Yan gathered the essence around his body, bit the tip of his tongue, mobilized the Qi-Blood in his heart, and spat it forward.

The mist of blood spread out, covering the steam!

Even though the blood of someone in the Refining Essence Realm couldn’t directly exterminate the evil spirit, the screams of the spirit could still be heard as the steam continued to vanish!

Only a trace of its origin remained!

Lin Yan strode forward, his fist and palm descending with a thunderous blow!

Divine Skills! Demon Suppression!

The last wisp of steam vanished into smoke!

Evil Qi increased by two hundred and thirteen strands!

"After all, it was merely an evil spirit, not the Venerate himself..."

Lin Yan silently pushed the Evil Qi above his cultivation level.

Cultivation: Refining Essence Realm (3156/3650)+

He turned around to face the manor lord of Jinliu Manor, who was kneeling and kowtowing on the ground, and said, "You think you’re clever?"

"..."

Due to the annihilation of his ancestors, the manor lord was dazed, and only now raised his head.

That’s when he saw a boot flying towards him.

Lin Yan kicked him over, stepping on his face.

At the same time, General Pei, the General Flag Envoy, charged in fiercely, shouting, "Come at me!"

Then he stood there, stunned, with a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

"Get out, save people!"

Lin Yan’s expression was stern as he said, "No need to leave anyone alive, exterminate all the Tribulation Ash!"

General Pei didn’t hesitate, turned, and left immediately.

Lin Yan looked down and, without hesitation, crushed the limbs of the manor lord, pressing him into the mud.

Then he took big steps forward, towards the nearly spent Old Lu.

"A man from the Observatory?"

Old Lu raised his head to glance at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Is it over then?"

Before Lin Yan could speak, the manor lord’s spiteful laugh could be heard.

"Over? Wishful thinking!"

"It’s the dead of night!"

"With the minor Venerate dead, leaving only an empty shell, can you withstand the endless assault of evil from the darkness?"

"Even if you can protect yourselves, there are over a thousand people in Jinliu Manor, how many can you save?"

"You..."

Before the voice had faded, Lin Yan turned and kicked him in the side of the face.

With a crack!

The manor lord of Jinliu, blood filling his mouth, his face swelling, his voice now indistinct.

"I can protect the rest of the night."

Old Lu struggled to his feet, tore off the roots from his back, along with his flesh and even fragments of bone, breaking them off.

He stumbled and fell to his knees, panting and saying, "I still carry the last blessing of the minor Venerate, with this divine light, I can barely maintain the Venerate’s shell and repel the evil of the dark!"

Clenching his teeth tightly, he spat out blood, his voice trembling, "Place me under the minor Venerate’s branch, let me lean on Him..."

"Old Lu, your last spark of life depends on the blessing of the minor Venerate."

Despite his unclear speech, the manor lord still struggled to speak, sarcastically saying, "You will die."

"..."

Old Lu ignored him, only looking towards Lin Yan with a look of earnest pleading in his eyes, "I’m already beyond saving, saving people is what’s crucial."

Lin Yan wasn’t one to dither, immediately helping the old man to the foot of the minor Venerate’s branch.

The old man took a half-step forward, leaning his body against the willow tree.

He bit his fingertip, golden light appeared in his hand, and on the tree trunk, it seemed he was drawing the traces of runes.

The rough bark, the open wounds, sent constant pain.

He paid no mind, continuing to etch while gasping for air and saying, "Brother, tell the Commander of High Willow City for me that I haven’t let the Observatory down."

"You are..."

Lin Yan watched the old man from the temple, his gaze intensifying.

He could hear the old man murmuring something softly, his voice fading away.

And the speed of his rune drawing also gradually slowed.

"Slay demons, exterminate evil, wherever I stand, night turns to day... secure the Human Clan, establish peace, create a prosperous era, a hundred deaths without regret..."

The old man stopped his movements, resting on the tree trunk.

Lin Yan moved closer, only to hear the old man’s lips moving, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

"I am... a Zhao Ye person..."

The old man lowered his head, his pupils dilated, his breath gone.