Chapter 269
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Chapter 269: The Annihilation of the Demon Sects
“A mob remains a mob after all.”
Numbers matter in war, but they aren’t everything.
History brims with battles where smaller forces crushed larger ones, where the weak triumphed over the strong.
Take the Qi Family Army’s campaigns against pirates.
At Taizhou’s Huajie Battle: 308 enemy heads taken, 2 pirate leaders captured, countless drowned or unaccounted—all at the cost of 3 allied lives.
In Baishuiyang: 1,500 soldiers annihilated over 2,000 pirates, seizing 344 heads and 5 leaders while losing only 3 men.
Caipiling Battle: 7,000 pirates routed, 1,000 slain, 160 heads claimed—31 allies fallen. The Battle of Xianyou…
These proved disciplined armies could butcher disorderly mobs.
Though stronger individually, these demon cultivators lacked even pirates’ discipline due to their selfishness.
Ambushed, they crumbled faster.
Mu Lin merely nudged them. To survive, they cast spells wildly, ignoring allies’ safety.
The ambush’s success owed much to the terrifying Cycle of Life and Death formation.
After its core component—Manjusaka—evolved into a divine flower, the formation’s power multiplied beyond measure.
“This darkness isn’t mere absence of light. The Cycle now blocks the five senses and casts mental shadows. Normal flames fail here—only extraordinary fire imbued with spiritual will can pierce the gloom.”
The [Illusion and Reality] phase proved deadlier.
Monsters conjured by Manjusaka needed no explanation.
Among the thousand demon cultivators invading the City God Realm, some were clever or strong.
They realized continued chaos would let Mu Lin slaughter them all despite their numbers.
Shouts erupted:
“Stop! This is Lin Qiu’s trick!”
“Stay calm—it’s all illusions!”
“Our numbers give the advantage! Stay steady and he can’t touch us!”
Their logic held weight, but Manjusaka warped their pleas into:
“Jijiji! Kill freely! With you dead, the Grave Lord inheritance is mine!”
“Heh, everyone, let’s dance!”
“My Hundred Ghosts Banner needs souls—care to donate yours?”
“Old Lin! You killed my father—DIE!”
“You? Challenge ME? Perish!”
Divine illusions made every sight, sound, and touch a lie for the demon sect disciples.
Unable to properly relay his words to others, the shouts of clear-minded people only worsened the chaotic battle instead of calming it.
Those still rational soon lost any chance to manage other matters.
Guided by Mu Lin’s Manjusaka, numerous demon sect disciples began hunting the lucid ones as sworn enemies.
This wasn’t mere one-on-one pursuit—it became ten against a single target, sometimes even thirty against one.
The besieged demon cultivators clinging to their wills endured unbearable torment.
Within moments, some clear-minded individuals fell dead by Mu Lin’s hand.
The rest fled in panic, utterly denied any chance to fight back.
…
Chaotic battles and endless Killing unfolded before Mu Lin.
The massacre rapidly thinned demon cultivator numbers, turning the area before Mu Lin into a blood-soaked ground littered with corpses—a pitiful sight.
Yet demon cultivators’ wicked deeds meant their deaths stirred no pity in Mu Lin’s heart.
Instead, waves of regret surged through the demon sect members as fear and death loomed.
"I refuse to accept this!"
"I can’t die here! Demon Exorcism Division lord, I’ll surrender! I’ll obey! Spare me!"
"Damn that bastard’s overwhelming power…"
"I was wrong to come here! Lin Qiu, spare me! I’ll reform…"
Some begged, others regretted, while a few even offered to serve Mu Lin like dogs or vowed redemption.
But Mu Lin rejected the notion that dropping weapons could instantly redeem sinners.
He believed in karma—good rewarded, evil punished.
"Regrets? Tell them to the mortals you slaughtered."
"Now I’ll send you to face them."
With a cold snort, Mu Lin mercilessly intensified the Cycle of Life and Death formation’s power.
The demon cultivators’ helplessness revealed a truth to him:
"Disorganized crowds fall easily to illusions—perfect for group battles."
"But such magic weakens against strong-willed individuals."
As this realization struck, the battle approached its end.
The last survivors finally grew cautious—ceasing wild spellcasting, they tried fleeing instead.
Mu Lin wouldn’t allow this. Boom… roar signaled the waiting Beiwai Army’s charge at his command.
Thundering hooves raced like wind.
They effortlessly exterminated the remaining demon sect remnants.
Thus Mu Lin eradicated all demon cultivators invading the City God Realm.
The entire purge lasted less than an hour of meditation.
So effortlessly, even Mu Lin himself hadn’t expected it.
"Illusion and Reality, Life and Death. Who knew the enemies would collapse before I even needed to activate the final Life and Death aspect…"
…
Inside the City God Realm, Mu Lin was still marveling at his victory. Outside, Ji Hongyu could no longer hold back.
Watching hordes of demon sect members flood into Mu Lin’s lair, her anxiety for his safety erupted into action.
"Swish!"
She lunged toward the ground, only to be blocked by flickering shadows – powerful beings from the Demon Sect had anticipated her move.
Ji Hongyu’s face darkened like storm clouds.
"You rotting corpses dare obstruct me?"
"Jijiji!" cackled an elder. "Miss Ji, wasn’t your own rule that elders shouldn’t interfere with juniors’ battles? Surely the rule-maker should follow her own decree?"
"Heehee, Senior Yu speaks wisely," a female voice purred in agreement.
The Star-Moon Sect elder crossed his arms. "You threatened us with this rule when we arrived. Now you break it yourself? Do you take us for fools?"
Ji Hongyu clenched her fists, cornered by her own words. While she cared little for hypocrisy, the real sting came from lacking strength to overpower these opponents.
As she scrambled for solutions, a sharp crack echoed from below.
The recently sealed gates of the City God Realm creaked open again.
Ji Hongyu’s heart plummeted.
‘Too late? Is he dead?’
Grief flashed through her first – then transformed into white-hot rage.
‘Stupid bastard! If you were weak, why not hide quietly? Couldn’t even stall properly! What gave you the nerve to provoke everyone?’
Her nails drew blood from her palms. The surrounding demonic cultivators barely hid their smirks.
Thud. Thud.
Footsteps echoed from the glowing portal. The emerging figure stood average in height, shrouded in clinging shadows. Sensing the thick demonic aura, disciples from Yin-Yang Harmony Sect, Ghost Sect, and Seven Killing Sect exchanged triumphant glances.
This reeked of their own kind.
