At this moment, Demon King Quan was not in the mood to continue fighting and did not want to be entangled with the ground. Therefore, he did not dodge Zhang Yan's True Light. In his heart, he planned to take it head-on and buy some time to escape with his men.
His original plan was not bad. He was a cultivator of the strength path. Even if he suffered some injuries, he did not care. However, when the True Light came down, he was shocked. His back sank and his body became shorter. It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
Under the pressure of this huge force, he felt disgust in his chest and a fishy smell entered his throat. He was about to fall from the sky.
He knew that he could not resist this force. At this moment, he did not care about escaping. He quickly let out a roar and grew his body again. His feet stepped on the ground and arched upwards!
His courage and blood surged up. He wanted to use his strength to push the True Light away.
He did not believe that even if there was a mountain behind him, he would use all his strength to push it away!
Zhang Yan saw that he was not willing to surrender and smiled. He was not in a hurry to take him down. As long as he was suppressed by his True Light, he would not be able to easily struggle out unless his opponent's cultivation realm was higher than his.
He lightly activated his Dan Sha and calmly activated his Xuan Qi. He continuously created True Light of the Earth Element, one after another, and pressed down on Quan He.
The brilliance was originally a faint yellow light. However, as more and more True Force was accumulated, it gradually turned into a dark yellow color. It was like the accumulation of rocks and stones, and the mountains were stacked on top of each other.
Under his True Light of the Earth Element, even Su Yihong was defeated in the past. Moreover, his cultivation level was much higher than before. No matter how Quan He struggled, he could not get rid of the mountain on top of him.
Under his pressure, Quan He's body became lower and lower. After a while, his knees bent, his body leaned forward, and both his hands were on the ground.
He was the Demon King. Although his body was being pressed down, he raised his head to the sky. The veins on his forehead were bulging and his expression was ferocious. He kept roaring like a trapped beast and refused to lower his head.
At this moment, Zhang Yan's expression was calm, without a trace of anger. The demeanor of a Daoist master formed a stark contrast with the Demon King's hoarse appearance.
With Zhang Yan blocking the front, Han Suyi easily took down the monster cultivators in the rear.
Even those small demons that had fled after seeing that the situation was not good were driven back one by one by the formation flags.
Han Suyi sent her disciples out to capture the monsters that had some cultivation and bind them up. She didn't bother with the lesser monsters that hadn't transformed. She left them to her disciples to deal with.
Usually, these disciples envied their masters and fellow disciples for having monsters guarding their Immortal's Cave and ordering them around. Although the cultivation of these little demons was a little weak, it was exactly what they wanted. As for the rest, he casually killed them.
Even the cultivators from the small sects who were watching the battle acted together. In less than an hour, the entire Spring Diagram Demon Division had vanished into thin air, no longer existing.
At this time, under the True Earth Light, Quan He's entire body was emitting creaking sounds. It seemed like he couldn't take it anymore.
At this moment, he wasn't trying to escape, but to struggle for his life.
He knew very well that the force on his back was unimaginable. If he let his guard down, he could be crushed into a pile of minced meat.
He grumbled in his heart. If this continued, he would only be waiting for death. He rolled his eyes and shouted, "Daoist, please, please let go. I, I'm willing to be … willing to be the spirit beast guarding the Immortal's Cave."
Zhang Yan heard that although his words were intermittent, as if they were being choked out from his throat, he could tell that the demon still had some strength. Moreover, his words were said unwillingly. It was clear that he didn't want to give up and was still trying to escape.
He sneered, "Although Demon King Quan has such intentions, you are a demon lord after all. Your wild nature is hard to tame. You need to be taught a lesson before I can accept you."
Quan He saw that Zhang Yan wasn't going to let go, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep quiet.
After holding on for a while, he squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body. Sweat poured down like rain, his face turned from red to white, and his body trembled violently.
Just as he was about to die under the True Light, a jade smoke flew over from afar. When it was near, the smoke dispersed and Han Suyi's elegant figure was revealed. She turned her hand and retracted the auspicious smoke around her. She called out softly, "Junior Brother Zhang, spare him."
Zhang Yan looked back and smiled, "Senior Sister Han, why are you pleading for this demon?"
Han Suyi bowed to Zhang Yan and said sternly, "This demon used a demonic technique just now. This is a little strange. I see that Junior Brother Zhang is still holding back, why don't we capture him first and hand him over to Senior Brother Huo?"
Zhang Yan didn't mind. Seeing that Quan He had no more strength left, he waved his sleeve and retracted the True Light. He said loudly, "Since Senior Sister Han has spoken, I will spare this demon's life for now!"
Quan He was already at the end of his rope, so when the True Light disappeared, he collapsed on the ground, panting.
Han Suyi's expression didn't change, but she was secretly shocked, "Junior Brother Zhang's Dao technique is very strange. I wonder where he learned it from."
She thought about it for a while before letting it go.
It was not rare for the disciples of the Daoist Sect to obtain a few mysterious Daoist techniques when they were traveling outside. For example, there were more than ten thousand cultivators in the Yue Cang Sect, but for those who could become the top ten disciples, how could they be lacking in opportunities?
Zhang Yan looked up and saw that there was not a single demon standing in his field of vision. He pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Sister Han, although the Quantu Division has been eliminated, there are still two divisions heading east and west. If we chase them back and forth, it will delay our journey. Why don't we split up? It would be best if we can take them down before they attack the city."
Han Suyi thought for a while and felt that it was a good idea, so she nodded and said, "Junior Brother Zhang is right. Let's split up. I heard that Ye Jie Tribe is slightly stronger than the other two. Junior Brother, you should do more work, so I'll leave this tribe to you. What do you think?"
Zhang Yan didn't mind. Even if Han Suyi didn't come, with his Absolute Space Sword, he could take care of Quantu Tribe. It would just take a little more effort. Dealing with Ye Jie Tribe, which was weaker than him, was a piece of cake. He nodded and said, "That's good."
He waved his sleeves and retracted the Water Element True Light. In the blink of an eye, he floated to the top of the city wall and said to the subordinate, "Jiang Zheng, I still lack a few people in this flying palace. Follow me."
Jiang Zheng's heart was in turmoil. He knelt down and said happily, "Disciple obeys master's order."
Zhang Yan waved his hand, and an irresistible force pulled him up. He rose into the sky and took him to the flying palace.
Han Suyi's ribbon twirled around her, and she turned into smoke. Then she disappeared.
Governor Yang and his subordinates saw them leave. They all knelt on the ground and thanked them for their kindness.
Yang Taishou suddenly thought of something. He didn't care about kneeling and hurriedly shouted, "Immortal Elder, please tell me your name …"
He called a few times, but there was no reply.
He was disappointed. An advisor squeezed through the crowd and came to the front. He said, "Sir, don't worry. I know the Immortal Elder's name."
Yang Taishou tilted his head and saw that the aide was the one who suggested the drowning plan, but at this moment, he had no time to ask how this person escaped from the bindings. He asked curiously, "How did you know? Could it be that you know this immortal?"
The advisor immediately said, "No, I just saw this Immortal Elder talking to the female Immortal. Although I don't know what the two Immortal Elders were talking about, I have good eyesight and am good at reading lips. If I'm not wrong, this Daoist Elder should be surnamed Zhang!"
He said it modestly, but his words were full of confidence.
Yang Taishou thought about it carefully and felt that it was indeed very likely. But on the surface, he shook his head repeatedly and sighed. "How can such guesses be counted? This is a serious matter. If I write the wrong name and annoy the Immortal Elder, it won't be good. Forget it … "
The aide instantly became anxious, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Governor Yang's sleeve as he said in a sonorous voice, "My Lord, this lowly official is willing to use my life to guarantee that this judgment is absolutely correct!"
Governor Yang laughed and said, "Mister Qiu, I believe you."
The advisor immediately came back to his senses. The governor was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility, so he played a trick and asked him to take the lead. However, he didn't really care. As long as the governor approved of him, it was fine. He chuckled and retreated to the side.
After Zhang Yan and Han Suyi left Weeping Province, they sent their flying palaces to search for the other two monster tribes. Those two tribes weren't as strong as Quantu Tribe, and with the two of them working together, they were wiped out in less than half a day.
After wiping out the three tribes, they didn't stay outside and returned to the mountain to report.
Han Suyi and Zhang Yan parted ways at Clear Nether Lake and went to Ten Peaks Mountain to see Huo Xuan.
Huo Xuan ordered a maid to bring her in. After she sat down, he slowly said, "Junior apprentice-sister, you've worked hard."
Han Suyi bowed and said, "I'm willing to work for senior apprentice-brother. It's not 'hard'."
Huo Xuan's expression couldn't help but change slightly when he saw her bitter expression, and he couldn't help but want to say something. But he didn't say anything in the end, and he changed the topic. "Junior Sister, may I know which realm Junior Brother Zhang has cultivated to?"
Hearing that, Han Suyi's face looked disappointed.
After all, she was a disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. After slightly organizing her emotions, her heart was as calm as still water, and she returned to her previous cold appearance. She continued, "According to what Senior Brother said earlier, Junior Brother Zhang has only practiced the Divine Lightning of Violet Sky for three years. However, from the side today, I can see that Junior Brother Zhang has already achieved small success in this divine ability. With this kind of cultivation aptitude, not to mention that I can't compare to him, even compared to Eldest Senior Brother from back then, he isn't much inferior."
Huo Xuan was silent for a while, then sighed, "That's all there is to a genius."
Han Suyi shook her head and said, "Senior apprentice-brother, junior apprentice-brother Zhang is not bad, but he is still a master and a disciple. You value him more than you value a disciple of an aristocratic family. I heard a few elders in the family talk about you."
Huo Xuan didn't seem to care. He waved his hand and sneered, "Let them say what they want. How can these short-sighted people know what I'm planning?"
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