Wait a minute, where is my master?

Indeed, the moment she dashed rapidly towards that stone pillar, a movement suddenly emerged from the stone wall below her abdomen!

The rat demon, Mao Jin, chose this time to launch a sneak attack on the stronger Snow Wolf!

"Can't dodge it."

Husky's many years of combat experience in the Demon Realm led her to make this judgment.

"Little White, be careful!"

The Spider Demon in mid-air spat out that azure-golden silk once again, but it was already too late.

Mao Jin's claws, glowing with a dark green ghostly light, were about to penetrate the Snow Wolf's abdomen.

Although Little White was skilled in Body Cultivation, canines of the Demon Clan generally have strong heads and tails but weak waists. If she were to take that claw head-on, even if it didn't kill her, she would lose her fighting capability.

Moreover, the opponent's claws were coated with Gu poison.

In the nick of time!

Husky chose to transform into a human form.

In midair, Mao Jin raised her claws and soared. Meanwhile, Little White, having transformed into a human form, narrowly avoided the claws and quietly landed.

As the two crossed paths, a hint of confusion flashed in the rat demon's eyes.

"Can Body Cultivators really fight like this?"

Immediately after, he saw a hint of contempt in the opponent's eyes, as if mocking his battle intellect.

After Little White had looked disdainfully at the rat demon with her eyes, she then pressed her delicate little fist against its stomach.

"Boom!"

Mao Jin was once again blasted away, crashing into the stone wall.

Husky landed gracefully, muttering, "What, Gu poison isn't poison now?"

"Ah!"

From within the dust, a loud groundhog cry echoed!

Immediately afterward, all the demons in the cave felt Mao Jin's spiritual energy rise sharply.

This rat demon had somehow managed to temporarily boost his cultivation to the Void Refinement Realm!

"I said Gu, and this is Gu!"

Mao Jin, now somewhat larger in size, burst out of the dust and charged straight at Little White, seemingly seeking revenge for the earlier insult to his intelligence.

However, his ferociously swinging claw was caught directly by hand!

"Ah, temple master, you've arrived. How is it, did you find the person?"

Little White looked up at the Taoist who had suddenly appeared in front of her, her face brimming with joy.

"Found them. I'll handle these demons and then take them out. By the way, keep an eye on this ox for me for a while."

Jin Xu pinched the tip of the rat demon's claw with three fingers, turned his head gently towards Husky, and tossed the burly man with ox horns on his shoulder to her.

"Alright, temple master."

Little White caught the Ox Demon and waved to the Spider Demon hanging in mid-air, signaling her to come and enjoy the show.

"Scoundrel!"

Mao Jin, whose strength-enhancing magic seemed to slightly affect his clarity of mind, did not think of escaping when his claw was easily caught.

Instead, he swung his other claw around and smashed it down.

Seeing this, Jin Xu did not infuse his arm with golden spiritual power, but merely relied on his physical strength to block the attack.

He had just observed Little White's combat style with his Spiritual Sense and now, feeling intrigued, also wanted to give it a try.

However, it was clear that the Taoist's body, refined through the Strengthening Skill, was far superior to that of the body cultivation rat demon present.

He merely blocked lightly, and under the collision between Mao Jin's descending claw and Jin Xu's palm, the claw shattered outright!

The Taoist frowned slightly, flicked his three fingers upward, and sent the rat demon flying away.

"It doesn't have that punch-to-the-flesh feeling that Little White had at all."

Heartlessly critiquing internally, Jin Xu walked towards where Mao Jin had landed, his mood waned, deciding instead to resolve the matter with the "Hand Palm Thunder".

By Little White's side, Zhuzhu, who had turned back into her human form, covered her mouth with her hands, her face filled with shock.

She knew the young Taoist was very strong, but seeing him throw a Body Cultivation Demon of the Void Refinement Realm out like trash still inevitably shocked her.

"What do you think, isn't the temple master impressive?"

Little White excitedly boasted to the Spider Demons.

"Mhm mhm mhm!"

Zhuzhu frantically nodded her head.

On the other side, the group of Demon King encased in colorful Spiritual Power Shields had been stunned.

They had thought that this conflict was about Zhu Qingmei bringing reinforcements to smash the mountain gate of the rat demon Mao Jin.

But now it seemed like a cultivator on the Righteous Path had come to subdue demons and eliminate evil?

The masked young Taoist, who seemed no different from a mortal to their senses, how had he managed to throw Mao Jin out so effortlessly?

The issue of picking sides turned into a matter of life and death, and those Demon Kings—who had planned to be mere opportunists—began pondering how to flee.

On the stone wall.

Mao Jin, smashed against it for the third time, felt intense pain transmitting from his right paw and gradually regained some intelligence.

He realized he had encountered a tough opponent.

But why? He didn't remember offending any Taoist priest? Moreover, whenever he went out to slaughter a village, he would eliminate everything down to the village dogs; how had this person found him?

"Esteemed Taoist, old Mao has always focused on his cultivation in seclusion, sparing little attention to external affairs. May I know if perhaps a demon from my ranks made a mistake and offended you?"

The rat demon embedded in the stone wall showed his willingness to concede first.

Jin Xu thought to himself that your Qi is so red it's almost purple, yet you still dare say you spare little attention to external affairs and focus on cultivating.

Before the young Taoist could speak, Mao Jin added, "Old Mao attacking your demon pet was also an act of self-defense. As you can see, your demon pet was not injured, so..."

The rat demon was deliberately stalling for time, as he had already received a message from a Divine Envoy; help would arrive momentarily.

"As long as I can delay until the envoy arrives, with the envoy's mighty power, we will surely capture this young Taoist!"

Mao Jin muttered to himself, and then, he saw a dazzling thunder light burst from the hands of the young Taoist before him.

"This wave of Spiritual Power..."

Jin Xu's "Hand Palm Thunder" did not leave him much time to think, and the golden thunderbolt sprayed upwards at an angle, engulfing the three-meter-tall groundhog in the wall in an instant.

Having consumed Mao Jin, the "Hand Palm Thunder" didn't stop, continuing its violent path through the stone wall.

In a flash, the "Hand Palm Thunder" reached the entrance of Ten Bamboo Cave.

Two small demons bet on whether the first Demon King to emerge after the banquet would appear in their original form or human shape, and were instantly swallowed by the thunderbolt.

The groundhog elf bet on the human form, which had a high probability of winning, but he no longer had the chance to see the result.

Afterward, the "Hand Palm Thunder" continued its path, ultimately breaking through the ground, shattering the quiet of the night sky, causing the nearby small creatures to scatter and flee in terror.

Five kilometers from where the "Hand Palm Thunder" emerged, a skinny old man in a gray robe saw this and turned around and walked away without hesitation.

He was the very divine envoy whom Mao Jin had been thinking about before his death.

...

Inside Ten Bamboo Cave.

The young Taoist Jin Xu, not in the mood to waste words with the rat demon, took action directly. He glanced at the large hole that now offered a direct view of the starry sky and shrugged his shoulders.

He turned toward the group of opportunistic Demon Kings.

At this moment, these brightly colored Spiritual Power shielded Demon Kings had been completely flabbergasted.

What was with that terrifying Golden Thunderbolt?

Are we just a bunch of ordinary mountain hermit Loose Cultivators, that we deserve the attention of such a powerful cultivator of the Righteous Path coming to eliminate evil and defend the Tao?

With such power, wouldn't it be better to eradicate the Demon Sect instead of picking on us?

Jin Xu wasn't aware of these Demon Kings' psychological turmoil. He approached them and swept them with his Spiritual Sense.

All their Qis were blood red, clearly indicating none were good demons.

Fearful and anxious, the Demon Kings watched as the young Taoist, after scrutinizing them expressionlessly for a moment, suddenly spoke.

"None of you are undercover, right?"