Wait a minute, where is my master?

The Second Elder of the Demon Sect refused to believe in superstitions and urged the use of the Xiao Ding in his hand.

A mass of colorless energy, twice the volume of the previous one, surged towards Jin Xu once again.

Another three breaths of time passed.

The young Taoist appeared refreshed and clear-headed, showing no signs of abnormality.

Shen Zhi began to doubt the magical artifact in his hand, wondering if it could have actually turned traitor in the midst of battle.

It was not only the Second Elder who was puzzled.

The cultivators watching by the side were also somewhat confused and started discussing among themselves through transmitted voices.

Cultivator A: "Who is this masked young Taoist? Why isn't that Demon Path cultivator, who forced the Great Elder of Qingmu Academy to give way, daring to make a move?"

Cultivator B: "You don't recognize him? He's the one who publicly beat up Fairy Lan in Qingmu City a few days ago and got away with it."

Cultivator A: "Ah, so that 'Spicy-Handed Taoist who Destroyed Lan' from the street rumors is him! But it seems like he's helping Qingmu Academy right now."

Cultivator B: "Tsk, evildoers of the Demon Path deserve to be vanquished by everyone. Besides, Qingyun, the head of Qingmu Academy, has already come forward to apologize."

Cultivator A: "Oh, I see."

Although the two were communicating through voice transmission, under Jin Xu's coverage of Spiritual Sense, he could hear everything clearly and distinctly.

"Spicy-Handed Taoist who Destroyed Lan? What a strange title!?"

A twitch appeared at the corner of Jin Xu's mouth as he involuntarily glanced over at Lan Junyan in the sky.

In mid-air, Mr. Lan thought to himself, "This person is confronting the might of the Demon Sect, why is he suddenly looking at me??? ...and why is he still looking!"

At this moment, Shen Zhi, the Second Elder of the Demon Sect standing in front of the young Taoist, saw that Jin Xu finally showed a change in expression and assumed his Calamity Nether Poison was taking effect.

But in the next breath, he realized that the young Taoist's gaze had left him and was now looking at that Divinity Transformation Realm young lady in the sky!

"You brat, dare to be distracted while confronting me!"

Shen Zhi's aged eyes now held a hint of anger.

The fact that the other party could withstand the Calamity Nether Poison did surprise him, but it wasn't like he had no other means!

Since ancient times, life and death in a confrontation between masters hung by a thread, and getting distracted in the middle of it was simply an act of underestimating him!

"Distracted? Since you won't make a move, then I will."

Upon hearing the indifferent yet slightly angry tone of the person in front of him, the young Taoist finally withdrew his gaze from Lan Junyan.

He had wanted to witness Shen Zhi's abilities, but after waiting for about half a minute, the other party still hadn't made a move, standing still like something that hasn't been moved for a thousand, or ten thousand years.

So Jin Xu was getting a little impatient.

He abruptly raised his right hand!

...and then put it down again.

Hiss, Little Black was still in the palm of his right hand; that was close...

The young Taoist who lowered his right hand then raised his left, and a violent golden Thunder Arc, like a dragon emerging from the sea, began gathering in his palm.

Terrifying fluctuations of Spiritual Power, with the entrance to the Qingmu Secret Realm as the center, swiftly spread to the surroundings.

This was Jin Xu's first time using his left hand, and it was slightly unfamiliar.

So the Hand Palm Thunder he condensed did turn out to be a "billion" times more violent.

!!!

As soon as the golden thunder emerged, the entire city fell silent, and the crows and sparrows were hushed!

The Second Elder of the Demon Sect, who had been thinking of engaging in close combat, forcibly suppressed his momentum, his eyes fixed on the thunder that danced like golden snakes.

All hints of weariness in his eyes turned into sheer terror.

"Who is this person! How can he possess such power!"

These two questions flashed instantly through his mind.

However, it was clear that Jin Xu was not concerned with the opponent's feelings at the moment.

After deploying the "Hand Palm Thunder," his toes lightly touched the ground, transporting him into mid-air with a speed that betrayed no hint of using the "Basic Escape Skill of Great Xia City Guards," and the golden Thunder Arc in his hands suddenly thickened before he slammed it down heavily!

"No wonder this lad is distracted! No wonder Yan Meishan, that woman, is so terrified!"

The Second Elder's mind whirred rapidly, finally recognizing the origin of this Golden Thunderbolt.

Wasn't this the same thunder that struck Ye Wuyang during Xia Yunzhao's ascension ceremony!

Only now, the Golden Thunderbolt seemed much more fierce than before.

Shen Zhi watched the wild golden serpent approaching ever closer, its suffocating and terrifying Thunder Spiritual Power so oppressive he couldn't even move.

As a Cultivator of the Mahayana Realm who had been renowned for years, his profession being a Demon Sect Elder.

He did have many escape techniques, such as the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Skill," "Eighteen Skill of Tail Cutting for Survival," "Blood Burning Skill," and the "Demon Cultist Cultivation World Survival Guide," and so on.

Of course, the last one was learned when he first joined the Demon Sect, and he hadn't used it in many years.

But whether it was a last-resort escape magic or the beginner's "Demon Cultist Cultivation World Survival Guide," both required the mobilization of internal Spiritual Power or the ability to move to be performed.

However, Shen Zhi, who had survived the great war between immortals and demons, was not unworthy of his status as a powerful figure of the Demon Sect, even though he could not mobilize his Spiritual Power at the moment.

In his early years, he had endured the agony of thousands of worms entering his body and cultivated an Innate Divine Ability.

This Divine Skill was simply named "Gu."

The method of cultivating it for escape was also straightforward.

It involved embedding Gu Worm eggs in every inch of flesh, every inch of skin, every organ, and every bone.

When activated, one only needed to detonate the Spiritual Sense within the body, distributing it among these Gu Worm eggs, which would then instantly hatch and crawl out of your body, dispersing in all directions.

Since these Gu Worms contained your Spiritual Sense, they would instinctively converge upon scattering, swallowing each other in the process.

Ultimately, the Cultivator's Spiritual Sense would be reborn within the body of the Gu Worms.

However, this method had many flaws, downsides, and risks. But now with the Second Elder's body and Spiritual Power restrained and immobile, and the terrifying Golden Thunderbolt about to smash onto him the next moment.

Thus, without any hesitation, and without time to hesitate, Shen Zhi instantly detonated his Spiritual Sense within!

"Boom!"

A loud and a low explosion sounded.

The loud one was the rampaging "billion"-fold intensified Golden Thunderbolt striking the ground, penetrating deep below.

The low one was the sound of the Second Elder detonating his Spiritual Sense within his body.

A dark cloud formed of Gu Worms dispersed from where the Thunderbolt fell; although the "Hand Palm Thunder" devoured a portion of the worms, its range was not very large, so a small part managed to escape.

The young Taoist remained beside the fountain he had just created, his eyes flickering intensely as he watched the scattering swarm of worms.

With a slight clench of his left hand, the "Hand Palm Thunder" instantly shifted to the "Fire Condensing Skill."

In the skies above Qingmu City, countless sparks coalesced out of thin air, striking precisely upon the scattering Gu Worms.

In an instant, black and red intertwined, continually flashing, as if the starry river of the night sky had been brought here.

After one breath's time.

All struggle made by the Second Elder in his final moments was annihilated, the Gu Worms above consumed by fire.

After two breaths' time.

Jin Xu extinguished the collected flickering sparks and walked away from the fountain.

After three breaths' time.

While the people in the city were still immersed in the terror of the fluctuations of the Thunder Spiritual Power, the scent of flesh... of the Second Elder, began to permeate throughout Qingmu City.

With that, two of the four Great Elders of the Demon Sect had been vanquished.