I am a living immortal.

Chapter 569 Who are you?

The temple keeper frowned and turned to look.

Seeing the young man speaking, the temple keeper felt uncomfortable at the cynical comment. How could he casually comment on others fighting for their lives in front of him?

However, the moment he saw the young man, his words were stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken. He couldn't sense any presence from the young man in front of him, but he still felt a chill in his spine. It was an instinctive fear, like encountering a natural enemy.

Mirage Dragon sneered at the man's look, not taking it seriously at all. Then he saw the men from the Demon Slayer Division guarding behind them and recognized Wei Ming—a powerful official well-known in Yujiang Pass.

Besides the young man, there were several others: one with great interest, one expressionless. Even more outrageous was the powerful official holding a child. What did they think this place was? Were they enjoying a spring outing?

How could they have stepped into the formation? The people from the Demon Slayer Division actually tried to stop them, but the strength of the people around Wei Ming made them not have much sense of crisis.

The temple keeper was once again filled with indignation, but he had no choice. This powerful official insisted that he was the boss of the Demon Slayer Division, the highest-ranking official in Yujiang Pass. In Yujiang Pass, his word was final, and all demons and monsters were expected to show respect. He swallowed his indignation, believing his words were not taken seriously, and he still wanted to join the Demon Slayer Division.

This is sadness.

Others don't know the sentimental feelings of the temple priest in front of them.

Su Mu felt that the perspective of fighting was completely different from watching from the sidelines. Furthermore, the back-and-forth fighting between the two sides was thrilling and exciting, full of excitement, like an exhibition match.

It is really impossible to empathize with people’s joys and sorrows.

The temple keeper was terribly nervous, while Su Mu, if it hadn't been such a negative influence, would have already set out cakes and made tea. This was far more interesting than the storytelling; even if the storytelling was more realistic, it couldn't match the dramatic and immersive experience of the real thing.

Whether it's the sight, smell, or sound, it's all incredibly real—of course it's real. Various light effects are flying everywhere, and while the attacks aren't powerful, they're pretty cool.

Su Mu watched with great interest.

However, the evil spirit, one of the protagonists, was having a tough time. He felt incredibly frustrated at being pinned down by four "ants"—after all, if the formation hadn't weakened him, dealing with them would have been a breeze.

In this formation, he seemed to be in shackles, like a tiger trapped in deep water. Although he did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, he was restrained everywhere.

The four officers of the Demon Slayer Division were able to injure the tiger that had submerged in the water. Therefore, as the damage continued to accumulate, the evil spirit's resistance became weaker and weaker.

Of course, the four officers were also seriously injured.

Even in the water, they were still tigers; a single slap would break their bones. Fortunately, the outcome was already decided, and victory was on their side.

The evil spirit seemed to know this, too. Its dozens of eyes shifted constantly, as if searching for a chance to break free. However, the Demon Slayers were thoroughly prepared. He tried to constantly wear down the formation, but to no avail. He needed variations, variations. The evil spirit's dozens of heads all moved, but the more they did so, the more they became a tangled mess—each with its own ideas, yet so divergent they defied all odds. Violent emotions continued to converge.

One head affects multiple heads, driving them crazy.

The next moment is the most dangerous. All the officers involved in the battle know this - because when reason disappears and tyranny takes over, they will become killing machines, reckless at all costs.

The rationality of one head alone is not enough.

When the last bit of sanity disappeared, a bloody wave filled the entire formation, and a tide of corpses swept through every corner, engulfing everyone.

"not good!!!"

The temple keeper looked at the people who seemed to be out for a walk, seemingly unaware of the danger. He immediately moved, wanting to protect them behind him.

Mirage Dragon was surprised: Is this old man so kind?

A torrent of corpses crashed down upon them. The temple keeper gritted his teeth and shielded the others behind him. The souls of the unjustly dead continually struck the barrier, and the damp, cold air froze on it, causing the temple keeper to shiver. He turned to look at the others, and was shocked to find that they were completely unharmed, and instead tilted their heads to look at him.

The mirage dragon laughed out loud: "Old man, you are really a good person."

"But I'm sorry to disappoint you. These things really can't hurt us at all." The Mirage Dragon pointed to the waves of corpses outside, and then to the ghosts of the dead who were knocking on the barrier.

This was a huge embarrassment. The temple keeper's face flushed red, knowing that he had made a big mistake.

"It's almost done, Xuan Mo!"

The temple keeper saw the child, who was being held by Wei Ming, let go of Wei Ming and replied to Su Mu, "Okay~"

Then he saw the child stretch out a hand, and a ball of watery spiritual energy condensed in it, forming a fluorescent white ball of water. Xuan Mo gently squeezed it, and a soft light bloomed from his hand. The sound of flowing water and clear springs filled his ears.

In an instant, the chilling atmosphere was washed away without a trace. The souls of the unjustly dead transformed into white specks of light beneath the current, and the waves of corpses were replaced by clear spring water.

The four officers who were fighting stopped.

Even the maddened evil spirit regained a shred of sanity after this sudden change. However, this shred of sanity might as well have been lost—for the next moment, the resentment within him was completely swept away. But now, the resentment had become the very foundation of the evil spirit, tainting its divine essence. In other words, he could not return; in other words, he was doomed...

It couldn't even roar. Already suppressed and wounded by the four officers, it was now merely struggling to survive. Death was only a matter of time. But no one had expected this evil spirit to die so easily.

No, rather than saying that the death was quick, it would be better to say that the person who did it was strong.

The officers all looked at the child who had made the move.

For Xuan Mo, this half-dead opponent was no problem at all. Su Mu had asked him to take action because there was no need to drag it out any longer—these officers would definitely win in the end, but all four of them had suffered serious injuries, and the effects of their training were already showing, so there was no need to drag it out any longer.

Wei Ming did not stop this.

However, Xuan Mo's appearance and his methods formed a stark contrast, shocking the officers, the demon slayers, and even the temple keeper. His methods were so quick and decisive that even the combined efforts of the four officers had to be wary of him, yet he was killed in a single blow. It was nothing special.

The people of the Demon Slayer Division finally realized how powerful these people were. This also raised a question: Who are they?