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Chu Yingxiong knew that now was not the time to be distracted. If he did not intervene, these Martial Arts Grandmasters would either be killed by the opponent or rendered incapacitated!
Most of these Martial Arts Grandmasters were close to the Western Chu Royal Family; otherwise, they wouldn't have come to Xiliang Prefecture, this Gunpowder Barrel, to support Western Chu.
Chu Yingxiong bit his tongue sharply, and immediately a thick, viscous blood sprayed out like lead mercury.
He silently recited a mysterious incantation, his hands forming seals repeatedly. Once he uttered the last syllable, a shadowy figure of a demon with two feet appeared behind him. As he pressed down with his hand, the demon roared, and the entire void seemed ready to explode.
"Demon God Ritual!" Chu Yingxiong's voice was extremely hoarse, resembling that of an elderly man. At the same time, his once black hair instantly turned white.
To summon this existence from the unknown, he sacrificed a hundred years of his lifespan, paying an extremely heavy price.
Not far away, Jiang Han stared at the roaring demon god, feeling somewhat dazed.
The image of this demon god looked so much like the legendary Bull Demon King! But how could such a thing appear in the Zongwu World? Could it be that there really exists a realm beyond realms where Divine Demons reside, overlooking the river of time and fate, ruling over everything in the world?
"Hmph, people in the martial world say that my Manichaeism is a cult and that the Moon Worship Sect is a cult. But looking at you, Western Chu Royal Family, you seem more like a den of evil! First, there's a Hell's Abyss, and then you summon this vicious demon god—there's not a single good path here!"
Jiang Han did not hold back his words, each sentence filled with accusations of heresy, as if he himself were the embodiment of justice.
"Sharp-tongued!"
Chu Yingxiong gritted his teeth and spoke, feeling a faint weakness in his body. He could not help but say, "Power is power; what does good or evil matter? What of hell or demons? As long as the Western Chu Royal Family's throne never falls, what does it matter if I, Chu Yingxiong, risk my life?"
Since childhood, he had been raised by the Ancestor due to his exceptional talent. Although he did not hold the title of emperor, his status was even higher than that of the Western Chu Emperor. When it came to loyalty to Western Chu, few could match him in the entire realm for being willing to sacrifice his life to defend his beliefs!
"Hmph, stubborn and unyielding!"
Although Jiang Han felt a hint of admiration for him deep down, he showed no sign of it on his face and coldly snorted. However, an endless aura of bloodlust surrounded him, making him appear like a god of slaughter. He could sense that the Divine Demons phantom summoned by Chu Yingxiong was not simple; if he did not go all out, he might very well face disaster today!
The Imperial Seal Technique was being operated to its utmost limit; he seemed like a furnace, continuously gathering the thin spiritual energy from all directions and forming a terrifying spiritual energy storm around him!
"Great Radiance, Exterminate Demons!"
Jiang Han shot into the sky like a cannonball. Although he was unarmed, he possessed unmatched power, akin to a Kunpeng battling a dragon!
It may be hard for many to believe, but the Manichaeism, rumored to be a demonic sect, actually practiced the most authentic orthodox martial arts.
A thousand years ago, the Buddhist Sect had three supreme traditions: Shaolin Temple, Great Light Temple, and Bodhi Zen Temple.
As time passed, the Great Light Temple was inexplicably destroyed, and instead, the founder of Manichaeism took advantage of the situation.
The benefactor of Manichaeism directly named their mountain gate Bright Summit and established the most important martial institution within the sect as Bright Hall!
After succeeding as the Manichaeism Leader, Jiang Han discovered these secrets by reviewing the writings left by past leaders.
The Great Radiance Fist, even a thousand years ago, was the signature martial art of the Great Light Temple.
As he struck with both fists, it was as if two great suns were rising in the sky.
Subtly, even the sun hanging in the sky seemed to become hotter and more intense in an instant!
"Mo~"
When his fists struck the phantom of the Divine Demons, the Bull Demon cried out in pain but did not retreat at all. Instead, it seemed to go mad, thrusting its horns forward and unleashing unmatched power onto Jiang Han.
Jiang Han rapidly retreated but still could not avoid the violent shaking of his entire body’s energy and blood.
"Moo~"
The Bull Demon’s roar grew increasingly excited, as if it had gone mad, charging directly towards Jiang Han.
Jiang Han didn’t have time to think; he quickly stepped and used a burst of energy to teleport.
"Rumble!"
The Bull Demon crashed into the city wall, instantly creating a massive hole dozens of feet wide in the sturdy structure.
"Mighty Bull, you’ve become reckless!"
Jiang Han's mind raced as he waved his hand, pulling a piece of Red Cloth from a distance into his grasp.
Upon seeing the Red Cloth, the Bull Demon rubbed its hooves against the ground, its eyes turning blood-red, and then it let out another excited "moo," charging forward once more.
"Watch how I deal with you!" Jiang Han thought with delight as he realized this tactic was indeed effective.
The Bull Demon was immensely strong and tough-skinned; ordinary weapons only left a few scratches on its body and couldn’t harm it at all.
On the battlefield, everyone watched in astonishment as Jiang Han used a piece of Red Cloth to toy with the Bull Demon, nearly dropping their jaws in disbelief.
Chu Yingxiong's expression was one of sheer shock, as if he had seen a ghost! The Bull Demon was clearly summoned by him; why was it not obeying his commands and instead acting like it had seen a little cow upon seeing the Red Cloth?
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