Human Clan Defender

Anger!

Zuo Cao was truly furious! Having defended the Demon Sealing Tower for so many years, he knew all too well what it meant for Grandmaster Level Demonfolk to infiltrate this place.

It indicated one thing: there was a mole within the Demon-Subduing Division, and not just any ordinary mole.

Otherwise, several Grandmaster Level Demonfolk would absolutely not have been able to approach the Demon Sealing Tower without making any noise.

Because inside the Demon Sealing Tower, there was a Demon Revealing Mirror.

In other areas of the Demon-Subduing Division, there were corresponding surveillance measures.

Even though they weren't as powerful as the Demon Revealing Mirror, they would still trigger an alarm if Demonfolk infiltrated.

No alarm was set off. That could only mean that someone had made preparations in advance.

"Make it quick, take them all out," a cold voice rang in his ear. Zuo Cao nodded, and his attacks became even fiercer.

Right now, he wasn't thinking about much else.

No matter how these Demonfolk came in, since they were here, he would just have to kill them all.

Other problems could be dealt with slowly after everything had been settled.

"Don't hold back! Break into the Demon Sealing Tower before the powerhouses of the Demon-Subduing Division come to reinforce!" one of the Demonfolk, who appeared to be the leader, declared.

With that, he lunged forward, unleashing all the Yin Evil Aura from his body, hoping to engulf Zuo Cao.

In response, Zuo Cao's fists were peerlessly ferocious, and his robust Qi and Blood Force tore apart all the Yin Evil Aura.

BOOM!

BOOM!!

Confronted with the attack, the leader of the Demonfolk did not dodge, but instead moved closer, choosing to bravely withstand Zuo Cao's punch and then scraping his sharp nails across Zuo Cao's shoulder.

Clothes were torn to shreds, and blood splattered.

Several gashes suddenly appeared on Zuo Cao's shoulder.

He disregarded them, instead focusing his full force on attacking the Demonfolk before him.

Compared to his own injury, the opponent, having endured that punch, was surely gravely injured, if not worse.

Exploit their weakness to deliver a fatal blow. That was the principle.

Before long, Zuo Cao's movements faltered, and a dark, bruised hue appeared on his face.

"Poisoned!"

He realized it instantly.

When he turned his head to look at his shoulder, he saw the wounds had begun to fester, emitting a foul stench.

Under normal circumstances, Zuo Cao would have noticed if his body had been poisoned.

But in the midst of fierce battle, it simply wasn't possible to be aware of so much.

By the time he realized it, the poison had already spread.

The leader of the Demonfolk revealed a cruel smile and said, "Did you think I'd take that punch for nothing? This poison is instantly fatal upon entering the bloodstream; even a Grandmaster would not find it easy to resist. If you had treated your wound immediately, you might have been able to force out the poison. But now, just wait quietly for death!"

"Even if I am to die, I shall take you down with me!"

Zuo Cao's expression was ice-cold. He retained a fraction of his True Qi to prevent the poison from reaching his heart and then attacked with explosive might.

Feeling the fierce gust of wind, the leading Demonfolk's cruel smile faded slightly. He didn't dare to resist head-on and instead chose to retreat.

「 」

In the Hidden Heart Pavilion, Tan Tianji wore a complex expression. "I didn't expect that Demon Evil had already infiltrated this far."

He was not far from the Demon Sealing Tower and could clearly feel the powerful ripples of energy.

Before him stood several other elders of the Hidden Heart Pavilion.

"Those old folks in the Martial Hall are either traveling outside or have rushed to Luo'an Prefecture. The elders of the Suppressing Evil Hall and the Demon Sealing Tower are too engrossed in their research; in terms of practical combat skills, they might not even match a Demon Hunter. It seems now, only we are left to act!" Ruan Weng stated, his elderly face showing little emotional fluctuation. He, like Tan Tianji, was an Elder of the Internal Affairs Hall.

As Ruan Weng finished speaking, another elder chimed in, "We old bones remained here for this very moment. So, why hesitate? To sacrifice ourselves for Great Qin is our destiny. Zuo Cao and the others are powerful, but the Demon Evil came prepared. I fear they won't hold out much longer."

After speaking, he was the first to leave the Hidden Heart Pavilion, heading towards the Demon Sealing Tower.

Hearing this, the other Elders of the Internal Affairs Hall did likewise.

Seeing this, Ruan Weng laughed heartily, "Elder Liu is right. To sacrifice for Great Qin is our destiny. Tan, I shall go on ahead."

As his voice faded, the aura of decay around him dissipated. A profound Qi and Blood Force surged forth, straightening his stooped spine.

He strode forward, with the clear intention of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

Watching everyone depart, Tan Tianji shook his head with a wry smile, "If all of you are going, how can I possibly stay behind alone? Very well, let us all go!"

With a single step, he soared through the air, heading straight for the Demon Sealing Tower.

「 」

In front of the Demon Sealing Tower, the battle continued.

But at that moment, a surge of overwhelming Qi and Blood rose from the direction of the Hidden Heart Pavilion. The Demonfolk attacking the Demon Sealing Tower were alarmed, their faces turning pale.

"Not good!"

"Reinforcements from the Demon-Subduing Division are here!"

"What do we do now?!"

Panic showed on the Demonfolk's faces.

It might have seemed that only two people were defending the Demon Sealing Tower, but Zuo Cao and his companion were both incredibly powerful.

Now, if other experts from the Demon-Subduing Division arrived to reinforce them, they would be in serious trouble.

Seeing this, the leading Demonfolk hardened his expression, "We have no retreat! Fight! Break into the Demon Sealing Tower, release the Demon Evil imprisoned within, and we might have a chance to live!"

BOOM!!

The Yin Evil Aura erupted in its entirety, its terrible power spreading like a tidal wave, intent on slaying the two defenders before the Demon-Subduing Division's reinforcements could arrive.

"Your time to die has come!"

The dark, bruised hue on Zuo Cao's face grew more pronounced. He no longer wasted time on defense but instead unleashed his full power, bombarding the Demonfolk with deadly force.

BOOM!!

THUD—

The raging power ran rampant, smashing the Yin Evil Aura to pieces.

Letting out a scream, the leader of the Demonfolk was sent flying by the force.

Just then, the reinforcements from the Hidden Heart Pavilion arrived.

"Elder Zuo! Elder Ye! The Hidden Heart Pavilion is here to assist!" Ruan Weng bellowed, his voice shaking the night sky.

The robust Qi and Blood Force erupted, shining like a bright lamp in the darkness.

As his words fell, he had already struck with a palm, landing squarely on one of the Demonfolk.

SPLURT!

Blood splashed. The Demonfolk's chest caved in; he was nearly killed instantly by the force of the impact.

"Ruan Weng—" Zuo Cao looked at the newcomer, his expression changing slightly.

Then, he looked at the other arrivals from the Internal Affairs Hall.

Each Grandmaster exuded powerful Qi and Blood. Even though their faces showed their age, the aura they radiated was nothing like that of someone on the brink of death.

At the same time, Ruan Weng also looked at Zuo Cao. Upon seeing the dark, bruised hue on the other's face, his own expression changed.

"Elder Zuo, what happened to you?"

"The poison has reached my heart; I can't hold on much longer." Zuo Cao shook his head, not concealing anything.

The deadly poison used by the Demonfolk was far more terrible than ordinary toxins. If he had been given time, he might have had a chance to force it out.

But now, there was no such possibility.

Hearing this, Ruan Weng's face darkened. Then, as he turned to look at the Demonfolk, a clear murderous intent shone in his eyes. "If that's the case, then let's kill them. Taking a few down with us means we won't die at a loss."

"Well said." Zuo Cao laughed.

The people from the Internal Affairs Hall could not take action lightly.

Because those who could enter the Internal Affairs Hall and become Elders were individuals who, in their pursuit of the Martial Artist Limit, had pushed themselves to the brink of their lifespans' end.

One could say these Elders retained only the strength for one last battle.

Without taking action, they could have lived on for a while longer.

But if they fully unleashed their strength, death would inevitably follow the battle.

Therefore, Ruan Weng and the others joining the fight had already sealed their fate.

By this time, the other Elders of the Internal Affairs Hall had already engaged the Demonfolk.

There were seven Demonfolk assaulting the Demon Sealing Tower, each at the Late Stage of the Grandmaster realm.

On the Demon-Subduing Division's side, apart from the two defenders of the Demon Sealing Tower, four Elders from the Internal Affairs Hall had arrived.

In comparison, there wasn't much difference in numbers.

But in terms of strength, the Demon-Subduing Division's side was clearly stronger.

"To kill one is to break even, and to kill two is to profit!" Tan Tianji laughed proudly.

He held a longsword, its gleam in the darkness like the Grim Reaper's scythe, forcing one Demonfolk into a constant retreat, unable to counterattack.

"Kill!" Zuo Cao held nothing back.

His target was still the leading Demonfolk.

With the poison attacking his heart, he was already doomed.

But Zuo Cao was not frightened by death, especially now that reinforcements from the Internal Affairs Hall had arrived; he fought with even greater abandon.

Against such an onslaught, the already gravely wounded Demonfolk leader had no chance to defend himself.

In less than half a moment, he was beaten to the brink of death.

However, that Demonfolk was also ruthless.

Realizing there was no escape, he became utterly frenzied. He ignored Zuo Cao's attacks, making no attempt to defend himself, relying instead on his powerful Demonfolk physique to engage in a desperate, life-for-life exchange.

BOOM—

Fists flew, Scale Armor shattered.

That Demonfolk was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing to the ground. He still tried to struggle to his feet.

However, Zuo Cao, soaked in blood, gave him no such chance. He closed the distance, ferocious punches raining down like a storm.

Finally, the Demonfolk's Flesh burst apart, flesh and blood scattering everywhere. Silence ensued.

After killing the Demonfolk, Zuo Cao stood still, his heaving chest gradually calming down.

"Elder Zuo!" Ruan Weng cried out when he saw this.

Immediately, he turned his devouring gaze towards the Demonfolk before him.

As he burst forth with his final strength, Ruan Weng could clearly feel his life slipping away bit by bit.

It wouldn't be long before his life was utterly depleted.

At that point, even without the Demonfolk striking, he would die.

So he must slay all the invading Demonfolk before his life ran out.