Chapter 739 - 477: More Than Twenty Years of Tumultuous Times! (Double-Length)

Chapter 739: Chapter 477: More Than Twenty Years of Tumultuous Times! (Double-Length)

The passage of time is relentless, and all things in the world move forward.

In the blink of an eye, a young child has grown up outside. In another blink, they are gray-haired and weathered, having lived a full life.

A day in the sky is a year on the earth.

In an instant, more than twenty years have passed on the vast land.

For ordinary townspeople, these twenty years are enough for children to grow up and adults to grow old—a long stretch of time, undoubtedly.

For Martial Artists with high cultivation, twenty years of constant practice can feel neither too long nor too short.

Some Martial Artists gain fame during this period, while others achieve great accomplishments, gain honors and rewards, reaping both fame and fortune.

While newcomers emerge, there are predecessors who fall and wither, and the cycle repeats over and over.

Outside Cui Bai Main City, the largest official road extends for a thousand miles, passing through countless villages and towns, benefiting countless people and providing convenient passage for villagers and merchant caravans.

On the official road, there are officials with batches of craftsmen burying soil and filling stones for daily maintenance and repair of the road.

"Lord Official, this sun is scorching. Why not take a break and have a cup of cold tea?" called an elderly woman from a nearby tea shop.

A few officials glanced at the fiery ball above, wiped sweat from their brows, and led their men into the tea shop to sit on long benches for some rest.

"Recently, demons have been causing mischief along Cui Bai Dao, and many people have disappeared. To ensure safety, it’s better to close your tea shop for a while," an older official reminded the elderly woman after downing a large bowl of cold water.

"Ah, how dangerous!" The elderly woman trembled, somewhat with anxiety.

"Madam, we’re not trying to frighten you. For safety’s sake, take precautions first. Once the higher-ups resolve this trouble, you can reopen without worry." The official offered his advice kindly.

"Alright, alright. I’ll close the shop today and rest," the elderly woman hurriedly nodded.

"That’s the right choice," the official chuckled.

"Lord Official, is my village safe? I’m from Xiaowa Village, just two or three miles away," the elderly woman asked, growing concerned about her village.

"No need to worry about the village; if I recall correctly, it’s near the Nineteenth Army’s camp outside the city. The Military Department will protect you," the official reassured her.

"Oh, yes, yes, my memory’s fading..." Only then did the elderly woman remember the army camp outside the city, and her concern eased.

The Military Department has forty-eight troops of the Cuiqi Army stationed in camps outside the city, each with its own protection zone, safeguarding the villages and towns while fortifying troops.

Just then, a rumbling sound came from afar.

Sweeping winds and sand followed, nearly overturning the tea shop’s roof.

Chaos ensued, and the elderly woman fell to the ground, unable to rise for a while.

"Wha–what’s happening?!"

"Where’s this demon wind come from..."

The older officials with some Martial Tao strength steadied themselves, squinting into the distance.

They saw several ghostly demon shadows speeding towards them, their faces changing utterly.

"Demons are coming!!"

The seasoned officials knew well that things that flew this fast weren’t ordinary demons.

They never expected demons to arrive just as they were discussing them moments ago.

"Hmm, there’s quite a crowd here." The demon shadow intended to fly away but, seeing a gathering by the roadside, was tempted.

"None of them seem strong. Let’s abduct them before we leave," suggested one demon shadow, quickly gaining approval from the others.

They came here to capture people to sell in the Demon Realm, and this sight of ’unguarded’ people was like meat delivered to their doorstep—impossible to ignore.

"Good!" The other demon shadows let out a carefree laugh, unleashing fearsome demon power that formed a black curtain, ready to engulf the people below.

"Stop!"

From the sky, over a hundred figures arrived swiftly, led by the current Commander of the Nineteenth Army, Yang Zhen.

With a sweep of his long spear, Yang Zhen cleaved a huge gap through the formidable demon wind with his spear qi, piercing the sky for a thousand meters.

"Peibai, take some people to rescue, the rest follow me to slay the demons!" Yang Zhen commanded.

"Yes, Grand Marshal." Xiao Peibai responded sternly, raising his long spear and leading over ten centurions downwards to free those caught in the demon wind.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhen faced forward with a cold expression, leading the remaining officers toward the mischief-making demon race.

For a moment, pure Gang Qi continuously drove away the surrounding Demon Qi, restoring the brightness and clarity to the world.

"Damn, they’re too fast, retreat." One demon shadow, seeing Yang Zhen’s prowess, swiftly let go of other ideas.

"Trying to escape!" With a Martial Technique, Yang Zhen accelerated further, his body resonating with the energy of nine Martial Veins.

Tunnel Flame King Spear!

With one powerful strike, the spear qi blasted the demon shadows down.

"Can’t hold, this person is too strong, use the mirror shard!" a demon race member exclaimed, blood pooling at his mouth.

Without hesitation, another demon race member had already removed a reflective Copper Mirror Fragment.

With the infusion of demon power, the small Copper Mirror Fragment suddenly radiated golden light.

The gleam spread, enlarging to form something akin to an archway.

"Quick, jump!" Seeing the archway shaped by the light forming successfully, the demon race member breathed a sigh of relief, ready to leap inside.