Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

"This humble Taoist has come to mediate, please give me some face!"

Song Lin stood at the front of the carriage, with a massive meteor stone perched on the roof.

The demons froze upon hearing this.

Who are you?

A frail human intervening in the conflicts of demons and spirits was questionable enough, but to even attempt mediation—did he know what he was saying?

The six demon lords didn't know whether to laugh or be enraged.

From inside the carriage, senior members of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen began to step out one after another.

Shi Yinhua chimed in, "Indeed, this is your final chance. If you don't stop now, the Heavenly Master might truly be displeased."

"Yield immediately!"

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master played the role of the stern adjudicator.

Their back-and-forth remarks successfully stoked the fury of the demons.

"In that case, let's put aside our grudges and deal with these fellows together,"

Sea Rakshasa's second-in-command sneered coldly.

The War Ape agreed, his Water and Fire Stick whirling fiercely, creating gusts of wind.

The Five Directions Old Demons transformed back into their humanoid forms, while Teng Snake manifested massive wings adorned with a snake-like dharma image.

At that moment, six Harmonization-level demons simultaneously launched an attack.

Boom!

The joint assault of the six old demons carried apocalyptic pressure.

Even if the opponents were equally Harmonized-level, they would be obliterated instantly—let alone mere Primordial Spirits.

The Sun Jade Carriage trembled violently, seemingly on the verge of collapsing in the next moment.

The overwhelming aura left everyone else holding their breath in taut suspense.

The marine power of Sea Rakshasa, the corrupted Earth Veins of Yellow Dragon, Lingying's Heavenly Human Connection, Teng Snake's raging winds, and the filthy aura of the Five Directions enveloped the area, coupled with the sheer physical might of the War Ape.

As various dharma images manifested, it heralded the arrival of doomsday.

Song Lin summoned the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen.

Demonic Qi surged skyward as titanic demonic dharma images towered between the heavens and the earth.

Wind Evil with azure dragon horns, Fire Evil with crimson dragon horns, alongside the Asura Ghost Emperor, Yaksha Ghost Emperor, and Evil Ghost Emperor.

Five Harmonization Puppets emerged and immediately clashed with the six Harmonization-level demons.

"This?"

A massive pillar of fire surged toward his face. Shocked, Sea Rakshasa summoned a shield of seawater. Fire collided with the shield, generating a hundred-mile radius of steam, instantly cooking every demon, spirit, and ghost caught within.

The opponents were obviously formidable devils—why were they subordinate to humans?

Not only that, but they were Harmonization-level beings. How could humans summon such puppets? What depth of foundation did they possess?

Five Harmonization Puppets battled six Harmonization-level demons, with Song Lin's dharma image intermittently harassing them—especially that mysterious coffin, which could capture anyone who let their guard down.

Although its true nature was unknown, entering it could bring no good.

Astonishingly, the demons actually resisted the Human Clan equally.

On the surface, this might seem ordinary, but the demon lords—leaders of their race—understood the implications all too well.

It symbolized that the Human Clan was no longer oppressed and on course to rise as a dominant force contesting power across the realm.

If Humans truly achieved independence, they would stand as symbols of resistance and inspiration for those humans under demon rule, leading to unpredictable consequences.

Humans occupied considerable territory within demon regions. Though subjugated into docile slaves, demons knew of humankind's illustrious past.

The repercussions were immense!

Today, Song Lin must die!

All the demon lords reached this consensus.

The treasures could be divided later, but Song Lin must perish!

Boom!

Sea Rakshasa abruptly stopped mid-air, his dharma body transforming into streams of water, and the Fire Evil's attack missed its mark.

Below Song Lin, black waters converged into the form of a Yaksha Rakshasa wielding a trident. With a force equal to ten thousand tons, it stabbed toward Song Lin's dharma body.

These black waters forming its body were no ordinary waters; they were intensely cold, corrosive, and dissolved all they touched.

As Sea Rakshasa joined the attack, the waters below surged into hundred-foot tidal waves, crashing downward.

Song Lin entered an aquatic domain, separated with the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen allies from the external puppets.

"To capture the thief, first seize the king"—this was Sea Rakshasa's strategic judgment.

Facing the menacing Sea Rakshasa, Song Lin sneered, "Feeling threatened, are we? Hoping to eradicate me and eliminate future troubles? Haha, let me tell you, the Human Clan will only grow stronger."

Boom!

Pure Yang appeared, banishing all evils.

Like a towering mountain amidst the sea, the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen remained immovable.

Boom!

No matter how violently the tides hammered, they could not shake this mountain.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, akin to the destiny of the Human Clan, stood steadfast in their unyielding foundations against mighty waves.

"Ahhh!!"

The Pure Yang Golden Fire burned Sea Rakshasa's watery dharma body down to its most elemental particles.

This was the purest form of physical attack, impervious to any form of elemental countering.

Boom!

The aquatic domain shattered instantly, and the five puppets returned to encircle Song Lin and his allies.

The standoff resumed.

"Let's mediate. This treasure, I will take. That shouldn't be an issue, right?"

Song Lin once again taunted the demons.

He was keenly aware of the demons' vulnerabilities; they inherently looked down on humans, whose status they considered akin to that of pigs and dogs. Yet now, they could not overpower even those they deemed inferior—how could this not enrage them?

Sure enough, upon hearing his remarks, the demons exploded with fury.

The battle devolved into chaos once more.

Still, the five Harmonization Guardians' defenses were beyond the demons' ability to overcome.

Despite being surrounded, Song Lin was already plotting his escape.

The longer this dragged on, the more perilous his situation—after all, this was demon territory.

Since he had secured the demonic artifact, it was time to depart.

Killing Harmonization-level beings on their home turf was far too challenging.

Not everyone was as foolish as Hee Ao.

"Everyone, move together! Break a path for us!"

Song Lin shouted to his allies.

Boom!

Golden light soared skyward, with the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen casting across the skies.

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master, Shi Yinhua, Taihua Pill Dragon, Xiangling Demon God, Shi Yinhua Divine Medium immortal, two Evils, and three Ghosts.

The allies unleashed unrestrained power in one direction.

The demons blocking that area were immediately forced back, leaving an opening.

The Sun Jade Carriage transformed into a streak of light, darting past the encirclement of demons.

"Where do you think you're running?!"

"You won't escape!"

The demons chased furiously behind.

"They won't get far. The ancestor is about to awaken,"

Lingying muttered quietly to the other demons.

These foolish mortals had loaded the meteor stone onto their carriage—

Once the ancestor broke free, wouldn't the humans become lambs among wolves?

Nevertheless, this might be opportune. If the ancestor emerged and eliminated Song Lin, leader of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, the demons could swiftly rise as one of the Ten Great Clans, immune to the extortion of other upper clans.

"Haha, that works out perfectly," Teng Zhu chuckled.

Both sides raced for hundreds of miles.

Suddenly, the Sun Jade Carriage began to shake violently.

The tremors were so intense that the carriage came to a halt.

"Hmm?" Song Lin was puzzled.

To this moment, he hadn't discovered what the meteor stone truly was.

Prepared to suppress it with force, he found it was already too late.

Bam!

The meteor stone shot through the carriage window and out into the open air.

Boom!

Before everyone's eyes, the meteor stone exploded.

A dazzling golden light burst forth, scattering debris everywhere.

The brilliance was blinding, and an ancient, overwhelming aura swept across the battlefield.

The demons shivered in apprehension.

Such overwhelming power—it seemed second only to the Harmonization Experts of the Upper Three Clans.

Could Lingying's claims about the ancestor be true?

The spectators instinctively backed away from the epicenter of the golden light explosion, daring only to observe from afar.

As the radiance dissipated, a massive golden turtle hovered in the void.

The light flickered again, and the golden turtle transformed into a white-haired elder with a long beard.

The elder opened his golden eyes, a glimmer of confusion within them.

"Lingying, descendant of the Spirit Turtle Clan, pays respects to the ancestral elder, the Divine Turtle!"

Crash!

Lingying led his disciples to kneel and bow.

The other demon clans, awed by the elder's aura, also lowered their heads slightly in submission.

Inwardly, they rejoiced at the imminent doom of the humans.

Earlier, the two sides had been evenly matched, but now, with the appearance of an ancient ancestor, victory seemed assured.

"You…" Song Lin froze upon seeing the Divine Turtle, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The ancient and familiar aura…

Could this truly be…?

The Divine Turtle, hearing the murmurs, turned his head and upon seeing Song Lin, was instantly struck dumb.

"Sect Hierarch?"