Chapter 86: Annihilation

“So this is the secret technique of the Divine Surveillance Bureau’s sorcerers?”
“Her escape was swift.”
Baili Feihong’s eyes gleamed; this skill was truly a treasure.
It seemed akin to a supernatural ability.
But this woman in white, a scholar, possessed only the cultivation of the Refined Aperture stage.
Yes, her martial prowess lay in the Refined Aperture realm.
Yet her sorcerous cultivation might not be confined to that level.
Sorcerers cultivate the soul, excelling in comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth.
“Friend from the Demon Suppression Bureau, why don’t you flee?”
“The Hundred Flowers Immortal is a master of the Yuan Embryo stage.”
“Though she holds no rank among the Flower Sect, she’s a figure of considerable renown in the East Shore region.”
The woman in white from the Divine Surveillance Bureau gazed at him with puzzled eyes.
“Kill the imperial lackey!”
“How dare you profane the Hundred Flowers Festival?”
“Curse you!”
“Die, you wretch!”
Curses rang out.
Martial artists soared skyward.
Experts at various martial levels wielded bows; arrows streaked like meteors, aiming for Baili Feihong.
More alarming still were the townsfolk of Hundred Flowers Town; they brandished pistols, loading ammunition, charging forth and taking aim at Baili Feihong.
One man alone was not frightening.
But a pistol in every hand was astonishing.
Firearms were forbidden among the populace.
Long guns were seldom seen, but those with influence could procure them overseas.
Yet pistols were rare indeed.
Even in the Great Yuan Empire, they were playthings of the elite.
Here, every resident had one—an excess beyond belief.
Some townsfolk even rushed home, wheeling out cannons, adjusting their angles and lighting the fuse without hesitation.
“So both the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Divine Surveillance Bureau have their eyes on our operation?”
The Hundred Flowers Immortal murmured softly, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes.
“Black Tiger, leave the young one to the Divine Surveillance Bureau for me—I want him alive.”
She looked to Black Tiger Mountain Lord and gave her command.
“As you wish, my master.”
The demon spoke in human tongue.
“It seems the townsfolk have provided you ample incense. You’ve already refined your transverse bones. Give it a little more time, and you will shape-shift, become a true mountain god, master of lands spanning a hundred miles.”
The Hundred Flowers Immortal showed no displeasure; her tone brimmed with satisfaction.
“Thank you, master, for nurturing me. Thanks to the Holy Sect for granting me the chance to become a mountain god.”
Black Tiger Mountain Lord transformed into a black mist, lunging at the scholar in white; wind and lightning accompanied his movement, imposing and fierce.
“A demon dares aspire to godhood?”
“Delusional!”
The scholar in white rebuked him.
Yet runic radiance flashed over her body, cloaking her from head to toe; her figure flickered, shifting and vanishing.

“So, she is a disciple of the Old Star Monster.”
The Hundred Flowers Immortal’s eyes brightened.
“This youth catches my fancy. Black Tiger, don’t harm him.”
Star, Cold Moon, and Fiery Sun were the three old monsters of the Divine Surveillance Bureau, their skills earth-shattering, able to traverse the heavens and the underworld—a trio of swords wielded by the imperial Gu Liang clan to oversee the realm.
“You’re too ugly; I wouldn’t spare you a second glance.”
While fleeing, the scholar in white tossed back a retort.
“Besides, you’d best focus on dealing with the Demon Suppression Bureau’s seed.”
With those words, a beam of light shot skyward, piercing the heavens.
The black wind conjured by the demon surged forth, yet recoiled from the radiant glow, unable to approach.
“Star Divine Light Talisman?”
“The Old Star Monster is willing to waste such a treasure on her?”
The Hundred Flowers Immortal shook her head helplessly.
“Black Tiger, return.”
“Go, seize the Demon Suppression Envoy. The Old Star Monster’s disciple has escaped, but if we take the Demon Suppression seed back to the sect and let the elders search his soul, obtaining the Six Paths of Demon Suppression scripture will be a great feat.”
So she spoke, her beautiful eyes smiling as she watched the Demon Suppression Envoy soaring through the air, evading gunfire and cannon blasts.
No wonder he was so composed, not in a hurry to escape.
He had confidence.
The Six Paths scripture was formidable, capable of countering the Flower Sect’s techniques.
But a top-ranked Demon Suppression Envoy, in her eyes, was merely a grasshopper after autumn.
“The Divine Surveillance Bureau’s sorcerers truly have extraordinary means—this transcends martial arts and borders on cultivation.”
Baili Feihong’s gaze brimmed with envy.
His Movement of Carefree Wandering skill gained experience by leaps and bounds.
In the hail of gunfire, his footwork was tempered, with exceptional results.
In just a few seconds, his experience increased by over three thousand.
Carefree Wandering had always been a slower skill to cultivate.
Upon reaching proficiency, Baili Feihong had stopped using skill points to upgrade it further.
Carefree Wandering contained unique martial principles; at his current level, proficiency was enough.
With this, his agility surpassed many top-tier experts at the Refined Spirit stage.
Hundreds of bullets whizzed past, their trajectories clear in Baili Feihong’s eyes.
He danced through the air, easily avoiding their attacks.
“Carefree Wandering—this supreme technique is anything but simple.”
His Blood Town Mountain River divine power had reached the second stage, yet this martial skill felt even more profound.
“Carefree Wandering?”
The Hundred Flowers Immortal was astonished.
“He managed to master Carefree Wandering?”
This supreme movement technique was famous throughout the realm.
That legendary Guardian, famed beyond measure, was one of the foremost experts deployed by the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Many sect masters had perished by his hand.
“No wonder he’s so arrogant.”

The Hundred Flowers Immortal did not act.
The Hundred Flowers Festival had descended into chaos.
Yet, to her, this was beneficial.
This year, guests had flocked from every corner of the nation, their identities complex.
If all joined in the hunt for the Demon Suppression Bureau, unity was assured.
No one could escape, nor dare to leak any detail of the festival.
To kill a Demon Suppression Envoy was a grave crime.
Black Tiger Mountain Lord did not attack immediately, but instead maneuvered to intercept Baili Feihong as he dodged incoming assaults.
The Divine Surveillance Bureau’s agent had escaped; he would not make the same mistake twice.
Suddenly, Baili Feihong ceased his evasions, stepping upon the air, hanging suspended.
“You’ve finally entered my hunting ground.”
A sinister smile appeared on Baili Feihong’s lips.
With Black Tiger Mountain Lord close to the Hundred Flowers Immortal, he might not be able to slay this demon.
Black Tiger Mountain Lord was powerful—by far the strongest demon he had encountered, even greater than the vampire bat demon.
With its unique wind-fiend transformation, Baili Feihong had not yet deployed his blood-refining technique before the demon vanished.
His primary purpose in coming to Hundred Flowers Town was to hunt this demon.
Black Tiger Mountain Lord paused, puzzled, but a sense of danger welled up inside him.
Suddenly, realization dawned.
“Blood Refiner!”
Black Tiger Mountain Lord roared.
But it was already too late.
A surge of blood energy shot skyward, enveloping a hundred yards, forming a prison.
“Blood Town Mountain River!”
In an instant, a crimson sun erupted, its blood energy suppressing all directions.
The scorching aura seemed as if the sun had fallen to earth.
In a flash, the townsfolk who had approached Baili Feihong were reduced to ash, erased by the divine power.
“Roar!”
Black Tiger Mountain Lord bellowed.
Demonic energy billowed from his body like black wind, resisting the encroaching blood energy.
But the Blood Town Mountain River divine power bound him in place, searing him like a furnace.
Thousands upon thousands of vengeful souls transformed into black wind fiends, yet melted away like snow in the blazing sun.