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  On a distant cloud, there stood a man and two women. The man was dressed as a scholar and had a handsome appearance. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him was a bright and beautiful woman whose hair was styled in a bun, clearly indicating that she was already married. From her slightly bulging belly, it could be seen that she was pregnant. Behind this young woman stood a maid who was dressed in a lively and nimble attire.

  They were watching the selfsame Spring Bend of the Qujiang River, when suddenly a mangy fox burst out from the virtual cave in front of their cloud heads. With its feet planted firmly on the ground, it transformed into a person. He wore a tight-fitting grey short robe, with a turban wrapped around his head, and an ordinary face, but his eyes shone with a lively spirit.

  He emerged and bowed, shouting: "Miss, Brother-in-law."

  "Amo, have you entered the River God Temple?" The bright and beautiful young woman's voice was charming, with a hint of a nasal tone that was extremely enticing. Amo didn't even lift his head, as if he didn't dare to look directly at her, and immediately replied: "Yes, Miss, I've gone in, and I've also brought Young Master's words."

  "What's inside the temple?"

  "In the temple, a red glow envelops everything, with fog swirling around, making it impossible to see clearly. Entering inside is like entering a vast river, with waves crashing against the sky. Those with slightly weaker spiritual power can't even stand upright."

  "Hehe, very good, the Thirteen Young Masters of Qingqiu are probably no match for you." The young woman said with a smile. As soon as she finished speaking, the maid behind her seemed extremely delighted and couldn't help but purse her lips into a smile, while Amo hastily said: "Amo dare not compare himself to the young masters."

  "Don't be alarmed, it's just us here and no one will know. In the Qingqiu Mountain ranking of Taoist masters, the Green Fox has always been supreme and never allowed you to participate. Otherwise, the title of First Master of Qingqiu for this generation would have belonged to you."

  Amo didn't dare to respond, and could only lower his head again in the strict hierarchy of Qingqiu Mountain, where birth was everything. No matter how strong one's abilities were, if their birth wasn't good, they would still have to obey others, unless they became a Heavenly Fox with at least seven tails. The young woman continued, "When we get back, I'll find an opportunity to let you leave Qingqiu Mountain and give you freedom, and I'll arrange for Xiaoyu to marry you." The maid standing behind her had a flush rise to her face, and upon discovering Amo looking over at her with surprise and delight, her face grew even redder as she hastily lowered her head.

  "Thank you, Miss Xie." Amo thanked her with surprise.

  "Heh heh, this time you'll follow Master into the Trapping Immortal Array. If anything goes wrong, not even ten lives would be enough, and Little Jade is still waiting for you here." The young woman's voice hadn't changed much, but her words carried a hint of murderous intent. Amo hastily replied, "Amo will definitely ensure Master emerges unscathed."

  "You're quite confident, many talented individuals have fallen within those gates. Although you've already obtained the power of six tails, don't be careless."

  "Yes, Amo will certainly be careful."

  The young woman turned her head to the side and looked at the scholar-dressed man, saying: "Yu Bo, must you go in? This Trap of the Immortals is treacherous..." Her voice was much softer than when she spoke with Mo, and also had a few more gentle tones.

  "Some things must be faced, if we don't dare to face them, they will ultimately destroy me, him and our children." The young man dressed as a scholar interrupted her words, looking at the distant misty river.

  The young woman's face was full of worry, but she didn't say anything else. She just glanced at Amo, her eyes filled with meaning. The cloud drifted away, carrying the scholar and Amo, and in an instant they arrived above the Fog River. The crowd on the mountain looked up, none of them knowing where these people came from. Those who knew their origins were shocked in their hearts, but they also didn't say anything, just staring tightly at them.

  Only then did a scholar walk down from the clouds, and with each step, a small cloud was born under his feet. Step by step, he descended like a heavenly ladder, looking carefree and serene. However, people with keen eyesight could see that everything came from the ordinary-looking young man in servant attire behind him. Because the scholar in front had no magical powers, they seemed to be walking slowly, but in just a moment, they entered the wildly swirling white mist. Just as he disappeared into the white mist, a fierce killing aura burst out of the mist, and the sound of sword humming echoed through the empty space.

  A purple light burst forth, blowing away the white mist and revealing a huge gap. Faintly visible was a figure with long eyebrows and two hands holding swords crossed in front of its body, like a pair of giant scissors. The killing intent was shocking, giving people the feeling that anything in front would be shattered to pieces by the combined force of the two swords. The figure charged into the River God Temple, followed immediately by another burst of Sanskrit chanting. In an instant, the white mist turned into red mist, and within the red mist flowed golden light. Those with special cultivation or secret techniques could see that Mu Zhen's entire body was radiating golden light as he stepped into the River God Temple.

  And the bookworm stood in front of the River God Temple and did not move forward, with Amo standing beside him. At this moment, a crow's cry suddenly sounded in the void, and then a black raven like smoke condensed into shape rushed into the white fog.

  Misty air rages and rolls, the sword's hum is endless.

  The sudden change made people outside feel like they couldn't react in time. Just a moment ago, no one knew who the bookish-looking man was, but then he and Mu Zhen rushed into the River God Temple, followed by a mysterious raven flying into the misty river.

  Everyone knows that the only temple of the river god on the Qu River will be destroyed at this moment, and after a hundred years, there will only be a piece of ruins here. The legend of Xiachunwan's river god will disappear in the wind.

  Outside, people only thought that Chang Mei and Mu Zhen suddenly used a secret method to kill their way into the River God Temple. However, they knew it was because of a brief moment of weakness that had just appeared. They didn't know why, but they wouldn't let go of the opportunity. Chang Mei seized the opportunity, drew out the purple sword from his back, and with both swords combined, charged into the temple.

  Outside, people say that Muzhen's magical powers are innate and his divine abilities are also innate. This is not wrong, of course, Muzhen's master knew this, so he never taught him to cultivate or practice magic, only passing on Buddhist teachings. In this world, only his master and his junior fellow disciple know that there is a seal within him, which was born with him and sealed his magical powers. As he grew up, the seal opened layer by layer, and every time a layer of the seal was lifted, divine abilities and magical powers emerged.

  At this time, he finally unlocked another seal, half because he himself had wanted to unlock it since arriving at the River God Temple but hadn't had the chance, and the other half was due to being stimulated by the pair of swords in Chang Mei's hands.

  "Vanquish the demon."

  At the moment when the seal was lifted, his eyes closed, and a blood glow emerged from the vertical pupils on his forehead. In his heart, the two words "Demon Slayer" echoed, and at this moment, in his heart, all over the world were demons waiting for him to slay and purify.

  Chang Mei and Mu Zhen both felt the brief moment of weakness, and Yan Luo Nang and others in the temple also felt it, because they were sitting on the cloud platform, had received the River God's symbol, and could borrow the divine symbol to communicate with the spirit of the Jingshui River. Just at that moment, they felt the spiritual power suddenly relax, and each was shocked in their hearts, but before they could understand what was happening, a killing aura filled the sky outside the temple. Immediately afterwards, they saw a pair of swords, one blue and one purple, intersecting to form scissors that cut through the void, cutting apart the temple door, opening up the Jingshui River's spiritual power, dispersing the misty air that had turned into sword threads, and cutting straight towards the head of the god statue inside the temple.

  Under the purple and blue twin swords that seemed to cleave the air, everything appeared on the verge of shattering, leaving one unable to muster the will to resist, with nothing left but to close their eyes and await death.

  "Hiss!"

  In the temple, a sudden loud shout shook the heavens, and the temple trembled as if even the tiles on the roof were shaking. Amidst this shouting, the little white dragon suddenly stood up straight, let out a loud cry, and with great force threw the green brick in its hand at the twin swords that seemed to be cutting through everything in their path like scissors.

  This green brick, even if it's old scenery, can't see any origin, but now everyone knows that the green brick is not an ordinary object. Xiaobailong's vigorous smash, vaguely, there was a sound of wind and thunder, the green brick seemed to have smashed through the void, directly smashing onto the intersection of the two swords.

  "Ding!"

  The long-eyebrowed man's twin swords, which were about to cut through everything with a sharp momentum, suddenly stopped for a moment. However, the swords only paused for a brief moment before a "ka" sound was heard, and the green brick had already been cut in half.

  "Oh no......"

  Xiao Bai Long let out a loud cry. In her cry, Yan Luo Nang had already blown out a mouthful of spiritual energy, and the flame in her hand suddenly turned into a wave of fire, as if the fire was ignited by her breath, borrowing the wind to set the void ablaze.

  At this moment, the wooden truth outside had already crossed over, his body shining with golden light, dazzling to behold.

  However, just as he stepped in, a fierce gust of wind came from the right, and a giant axe chopped towards his head. The axe belonged to the Big Red Shrimp. At the moment when Long Mei rushed in, they were all caught off guard, so much so that the Big Red Shrimp and Bei Ke standing on both sides of the door had not even had time to react before Long Mei charged forward. By the time they were about to make their move, Mu Zhen had already entered.

  At this time, the giant prawn's body transformed into the size of an elephant. This axe not only had his own strength and magical power but also possessed the spiritual power of the Qujiang River. Even Mu Zhen wouldn't dare to let him chop at his body. However, just as he was about to block the axe, a strong sense of danger surged up in his heart. As he raised his head, his eyes were met with an icy, piercing white light.

  This white light was icy and piercing, Mu Zhen's double eyes were closed, but his forehead's eyes flowed with tears under this cold and piercing light. The divine eye was injured, Mu Zhen couldn't help but let out a low hum, hastily closing it, but it was too late, his divine eye that could see through all illusions had been injured, fresh blood flowing out.

  "Ah..."

  A raven flew over the temple roof, heading straight for the space above the statue. Its mysterious and swift appearance brought a chill of death directly towards the statue, its speed so fast that it left people unprepared.