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Chapter 415: Demon Slayer
On the vast plain, the mocking words that Qingfeng Jushi deliberately spread all over the place fell heavily, but the three Buddhist monks seemed not to hear them. They still concentrated all their attention on besieging the powerful Demon Lord in the center of the battlefield and completely ignored the dozen or so Confucian scholars approaching them.

It is obvious that the three monks understood that the Confucian visitors could only talk when they came here. With the restraint of the saint, these Confucians dared not do anything to directly deceive others. Otherwise, if the news got out, the saint's punishment would be inevitable, and they would also be despised by the entire human race in the disaster area.

But this does not mean that the three monks had to endure the ridicule of Mr. Qingfeng. They did have the determination to endure it, but sometimes, they could be a little more flexible and let their opponents suffer in silence.

For example, now, not long after Mr. Qingfeng had verbally suppressed Buddhism, the three Buddhist monks who joined forces to attack the Demon Lord developed a subtle tacit understanding.

They were still besieging the terrifying Demon Lord in the center of the battlefield with all their might, both the two Vajra incarnations of Buddhism on the ground and the high monk casting spells sitting high in the sky were still working hard, but vaguely, the core point of their joint oppression had shifted a little, that is, the position of the Demon Lord, who had been suppressed by them before, was gradually changing slightly as they forced him together.

This change of position was not very obvious at first, and it did not go straight in a certain direction, but in the swaying and winding trajectory, it felt vaguely like it was leaning towards the position of those onlookers. It would not be surprising at all that the Demon Lord would be led to the position of Qingfeng Jushi and his fellow disciples in the next moment.

This created a somewhat funny scene. When Mr. Qingfeng discovered that the Buddhist monks showed signs of wanting to trick them, he would lead his fellow disciples to move to another location from time to time to avoid risks. A direct retreat was impossible because that meant they were afraid of Buddhism.

But the three Buddhist monks were not without countermeasures. They focused on making the position change sudden and random, making the Confucian scholars who were unwilling to stay away always nervous, fearing that they would be suddenly bumped into by the terrifying Demon Lord.

"Haha... the intrigues between Buddhism and Confucianism are so hilarious..."

Wang Zhifan, who observed this from the periphery of the battlefield, was a little overwhelmed. He really didn't expect that at such a critical moment when the enemy was at the doorstep, both Buddhism and Confucianism would put on such a lame show that made people laugh.

Beside him, the Dragon Girl's Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade seemed to be focusing on something different. She didn't care about the secret struggle between the Buddhists and the Confucians. She had been observing the terrifying Demon Lord who was the absolute focus of the battlefield. Suddenly, she said with a sigh:

"That demon lord is a little weird... His aura has changed just now, sometimes weak and sometimes strong..."

When Wang Zhifan heard her say this, his attention was immediately drawn to her. After all, he already knew that this dragon girl was not an ordinary person and might even be better than him in observation ability.

"In the midst of a great war, what's so surprising about such minor changes?"

He immediately looked at the Demon Lord who was still fighting with three monks in the distance, while recalling his previous judgment of the Demon Lord's aura.

It was indeed as the Dragon Girl said, he had just sensed the fluctuations in the Demon Lord's aura in the center of the battlefield, but the problem was that this fluctuation was not that strange.

In battle, it is normal for the aura to drop slightly due to injury, and it is also reasonable for the aura to rise slightly due to the burst of strength in counterattack. It is difficult to judge anything based on this.

"Just wait and see."

After listening to this, the Dragon Girl did not explain anything in detail to Wang Zhifan, but just asked him to continue observing the situation on the battlefield. It seemed that some changes would occur soon.

The time for a cup of tea passes quickly.

During this period, the three Buddhist monks were still besieging the huge demon king who was as big as a hill, while the Confucianists led by Qingfeng Jushi were verbally attacking him from time to time, mocking them for not being able to quickly resolve the demon.

The Buddhist monks still did not retort in the face of ridicule, but their secret thoughts became more and more undisguised, causing the Confucian people to bear a lot of psychological pressure. However, no real accidents have occurred for the time being, and both sides are still arguing secretly over the Demon Lord.

But just when everyone thought that the war would continue in such a boring way, something strange happened!

Suddenly, the three monks who were suppressing the Central Demon Lord all had their Vajra Dharma bodies shattered, and the three original bodies simultaneously spurted out golden Buddha blood and flew backwards! They were blown away hundreds of feet by the sudden surge of the Demon Lord's momentum and the violent burst of blue-black demonic flames! The situation collapsed in the blink of an eye!
"Are these three old monks acting?"

When Wang Zhifan first saw it, he didn't think that the three monks were really dying, because he could sense that they were not seriously injured, and the Demon Lord did not suddenly become incredibly strong, they just entered a slightly abnormal explosive state. They should be able to continue fighting, and should not act like they were about to die collectively.

But the Confucian monk Qingfeng who was at the center of the battle didn't seem to care about this. When he saw the three Buddhist monks being suddenly blown away by the Demon Lord, he immediately led a dozen of his fellow disciples behind him and rushed forward, facing the Demon Lord head-on.

"Everyone help me! The Confucian Sage Slays the Demon!"

The moment he faced the terrifying Demon Lord, this Confucian master, whose aura was already extremely powerful, suddenly showed an extremely serious expression on his face, no longer with the relaxed attitude he had just had when he mocked Buddhism.

He swung the folding fan with a white background and gold edges in his hand suddenly, and ink characters that dazzled the entire battlefield appeared out of thin air, as if the Wenquxing star in the sky wrote a magnificent poem on the spot, suppressing the huge demon lord who was exploding downwards, and instantly submerged this terrifying existence in the ocean of ink.

At the same time, behind the powerful Confucian scholar named Qingfeng Jushi, a total of sixteen Confucian masters spoke at the same time and recited for him with all their strength in order to bless him with more Confucian literary energy. In an instant, the rumbling sound was so loud that it shook the heavens and the earth!

"We are Confucian scholars!"

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth!"

"Establish a destiny for the people!"

"To carry on the legacy of the saints!"

……

Wang Zhifan had actually heard what these Confucian scholars who were helping him recited, which made him speechless for a moment. He did not expect that the Four Sentences of Hengqu actually existed in this world and had become texts with practical use.

Amid the huge and orderly chanting of the Confucian scholars, Wang Zhifan sensed that the aura of Qingfeng Layman was rising rapidly, as if he had taken a rocket and became four or five times stronger in a short period of time. He also used all of this sudden surge of power in the Wenhai that had just attacked the Demon Lord. It can be said that he cooperated perfectly with the sixteen fellow masters behind him. However, this extraordinary explosion only lasted for a very short time. The blessing of the Confucian literary aura came quickly and went even faster. In everyone's perception, Qingfeng Layman, who had almost instantly reached the peak of power, quickly fell back to a level that was about 20% stronger than the initial level, which means that some of the blessing effects of his fellow disciples still remained on him.

But even though his peak moment was extremely short, it was enough to face the enemy this time, because just now he seized the opportunity and used all his strength, and the Demon Lord in the explosive state was completely crushed by his Confucian Sage Demon Slaying Chapter, and no longer had the previous might, even if it did not disappear in an instant, it was not far from it.

Such an amazing victory immediately made the famous Qingfeng monk burst into laughter. He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life. He turned around and planned to lead everyone away, while shaking the folding fan in his hand and laughing loudly at the shocked Buddhist people nearby:

"Hahaha! I have already said that this demon is nothing! You Buddhists should stop talking about eliminating demons and defending the Way! They are just a bunch of useless idiots! They only make you laugh!"

These few words, like those recited and chanted by the Confucian scholars before, were also loud and clear, giving no respect to Buddhism at all. They sounded extremely overbearing and refreshing, making many Buddhist disciples on the battlefield so angry that they gritted their teeth and their faces turned as red as the bottom of a pot, but they could do nothing about it.

This was indeed the case. What could ordinary Buddhist disciples do in the face of such a situation? Even without mentioning the prohibition of internal fighting set by their own saints, they were no match for Qingfeng Jushi and his men. In addition, the other party had just performed amazingly, destroying the Demon Lord that the three Buddhist monks had been unable to resolve for a long time in almost the blink of an eye. Naturally, they could not say anything back.

But at this moment, something strange happened on the entire battlefield.

Those were the three Buddhist monks who should have felt extremely humiliated, but at this time they were standing calmly not far from the "remains" of the Demon Lord in the pit, with an extremely cautious look on their faces, and they didn't pay any attention to Qingfeng Jushi and others who were laughing and turning away.

The gazes of these three Buddhist monks were undoubtedly focused on the position of the Demon Lord who was suspected to have been killed just now. On the ground that was blasted to pieces by the vast literary aura of the Confucian Demon-Slaying Chapter, the Demon Lord, who was just barely breathing and suspected to have been killed, suddenly recovered his aura at a high speed and unstoppably, and was divided into three, becoming three extremely powerful individuals!

"Ok?"

Mr. Qingfeng, who was at the peak of his life, could not help but turn around slowly upon seeing this, an expression of shock that was difficult to conceal revealed on his handsome face.

It's no wonder that he wasn't surprised. In fact, he couldn't understand what had happened and why the Demon Lord suddenly came back to life. It was simply beyond his understanding.

At the same time, outside the battlefield, Wang Zhifan, who witnessed the same strange scene, was also puzzled.

Even though he was an outsider, he didn't quite understand what had just happened. According to his judgment, the Demon Lord had indeed been destroyed by Mr. Qingfeng, but the other party suddenly came back to life and was resurrected three times, which was beyond his knowledge.

Just when Wang Zhifan was confused, the Dragon Girl beside him, Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade, murmured:

"Just as I speculated, the Demon Lord is in a combined state. He is actually formed by three powerful demons using secret techniques. Combining them is both a weakening and a tempering. Now that they have survived the catastrophe, it will be very difficult to destroy him again..."

After Mieyue Longdao finished speaking, Wang Zhifan beside her suddenly became restless. He asked her curiously:
"Combined Demon? What is that?"

This time, the Dragon Girl did not ignore Wang Zhifan's question. She carefully observed the situation in the distance and explained it to him clearly:
"The fusion is a legendary secret technique mastered by the demon world. In short, it is to merge several demons of the same realm into one.

This kind of fusion will bring about a variety of consequences. It is possible that one part of the demons will be completely devoured by the other part, or they may maintain a temporary coexistence and enter a strange state.

There are ancient records in my Mieyue clan that state that most combined demons cannot last long because there are conflicts among the demons themselves. The combined strength of the demons is usually not as good as that of three demons working together separately. Even the mental strength of the combined demon will be affected and reduced.

But fusion is a special training method for demons. Once they can maintain fusion for a long time and reach a certain level, the potential of each demon will be improved, and they will begin to integrate their respective advantages, thus becoming stronger as a group...

You should remember that this demon king has three heads, each with a different appearance, which is a feature of him being a combined demon..."

Destroying Moon Dragon Blade described it in relatively great detail, with the information coming from the classics of her clan. It was estimated that her ancestors had once been in the demon world.

According to her, the current situation on the battlefield is that the so-called Demon Lord did not actually die in the previous battle, but was broken into a state of fusion by the joint outbreak of the Confucian School. This state of fusion is a special state of cultivation in the demon world. After being broken, the Demon Lord may become stronger, just like a long-term ascetic who has broken the self-imposed constraints on his body, and the results of many years of cultivation are all revealed, making him many times stronger.

"..."

After listening to her introduction, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but touch his chin speechlessly, frowning slightly. He felt that this world was full of wonders. The demons already looked strange and ugly enough, but he didn't expect that they had developed such a weird way of playing. It was simply incomprehensible to him.

While the two of them were talking, in the center of the distant battlefield, three figures with terrifying auras jumped out at the same time from the huge pit that was smashed by Master Qingfeng's amazing skills.

They are a short demon with a face similar to that of a little human girl and covered in green aura, a tall black demon with a face similar to that of a young human man, and a thin white demon with a face similar to that of an old human woman.

Saying that their appearance is similar to that of humans does not mean that these three demons really have heads exactly the same as humans. It's just that the layout of their facial features is more similar to that of humans. Although it can be seen at a glance that they are not human, they still give people a sense of déjà vu that cannot be ignored.

This phenomenon is actually not uncommon among demons. Some demons look similar to humans, and there are even special species that are extremely similar to humans. Otherwise, these demon world beings would not be called demons.

"Qiongfeng boy! Look at what you've done!"

A being that looked like a demon lord was mixed up by the Confucian sect into three individuals of almost the same level, becoming even more threatening. The three senior Buddhist monks immediately became furious and yelled at the Qingfeng layman who was twitching on his face.

Considering the previous behavior of these three monks, it is hard not to suspect that they had already discovered the truth long ago, but were just looking for an opportunity to shift the blame to the Confucianists.

But no matter what, this time it is the turn of the Confucians and others to lose face. Their leader had just boasted that their own demon-slayer group was stronger than the Buddhists. Now an enemy nearly three times as powerful has appeared. How should they respond?
(End of this chapter)