The Carefree Immortal, Episode 10: Chapter 3 - The Seven Evil Demon Generals

Yi Xunyan fought five opponents alone, yet still maintained the upper hand. His sleeves billowed, his speed decreasing, and the five enemy generals' movements involuntarily slowed as well, as if they were sinking into an invisible quagmire.

On the surface, the five angry generals remained menacing, but inwardly they were all secretly shocked.

They had all cultivated one of the seven unique evil arts of the Seven Absolute Realms—the Absolute of Wrath—and had all reached the fourth level. Not only could they greatly enhance their combat power with "rage," but they could also use "rage" to dispel pain and fear, entering a berserk and powerful state. However, at this moment, all of this was useless. Their several-fold increase in combat power vanished like a stone thrown into the sea, and their fearless will began to waver. A terrifying thought of imminent destruction rose uncontrollably in each of their hearts.

Even more deadly was that the tacit understanding they had honed through countless battles was rapidly collapsing, and their well-known formation was beginning to crumble.

"Get out of the way!"

the angry general roared, his long-handled broadsword nearly striking the enraged general.

The angry general dodged hastily, breaking out in a cold sweat, and roared, "What are you doing!"

"Who knows where you ran off to!"

the angry general shouted, "Why aren't you following the directions?"

"Damn it, everything's a mess! Everything's a mess!"

The furious general, wielding his twin maces, was enraged. Several times he was about to attack when his vision was inexplicably blocked by his companions.

"I'll chop you down!"

the annoyed general suddenly roared, pushing his strength to the limit. He raised his giant wolf-tooth mace and slammed it down on the back of Yi Xunyan's head. However, inexplicably, it struck the head of the angry general instead. The angry general quickly raised his Xuanhua giant axe to block it, but with a loud "clang," the two were thrown back, their arms feeling numb.

"Fuck your mother! Why are you all coming after me!"

the angry general cursed.

The annoyed general, whose eyes had been fixed on Yi Xunyan, watched him drift away like smoke from the angry general's side. He released his five fingers, and his meteor hammer chased after him like a poisonous dragon.

In that instant, the enraged general saw a blur before his eyes, and the enemy's figure appeared inches away. He hastily swung his longsword to block, but his wrist tightened and went numb, and the longsword flew out of his hand. He saw the enemy's figure shift to the side, and before he could understand what was happening, his face was struck by a meteor hammer that had come flying through the air

. His face was instantly covered in blood, and as the world spun, a sharp pain shot through his shoulders. Both of his arms were torn off. The enraged general was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his chain hammer, but a blur of motion appeared. Yi Xunyan was following the hammer like a shadow. He was terrified and was about to throw the other hammer on the chain to block when the enemy was already in his arms. His dantian suddenly trembled, and all his true energy instantly shut down. Then, a sharp pain shot through his shoulders, and his arms were torn off his body as if they were made of paper and mud.

Yi Xunyan's figure became solid again. With a flick of her sleeves, her two arms, severed at the shoulders, fell out and rolled to the ground.

The angry general roared and tumbled through the air, while the furious general not far away, dragging his blood-splattered shoulders, plummeted headfirst from the sky.

The remaining three generals were terrified, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Below, Xiao Xuan stared in disbelief. Unlike the three generals, he had clearly seen everything that had transpired in the air: Yi Xunyan's fluid escape from the pincer attack, followed by the swift and decisive luring and seizing of the enemy's troops… culminating in the severe injury of two demon generals.

He had fought Yi Xunyan twice before, suffering defeats that remained unclear. He only knew that this senior master's cultivation was exceptionally high, but the specifics and extent of that high cultivation remained a mystery. Perhaps due to his recent rapid advancements, this time he finally glimpsed the true extent and level of Yi Xunyan's power.

"Sixth Martial Uncle is so ruthless..."

Xiao Xuan gasped, then thought, "I only knew his true energy was among the top three in the sect, but I never imagined his martial arts were so powerful... Ah! Legend has it that Wu Pianzhong is the number one martial artist in the sect, isn't that even above Sixth Martial Uncle? That's terrifying..."

Then, recalling the day he encountered Wu Pianzhong, he couldn't help but feel lingering fear: "Luckily, I had the Love-Sickness Talisman to escape. Next time I see E'yan, even if she makes fun of me, I'll still ask for a few more."

Yi Xunyan raised her eyes, her cold gaze falling on the three demon generals.

The three demon generals felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. They were the ones who had always slaughtered others, but this enemy seemed even more ruthless and cruel than them.

Yi Xunyan's figure suddenly became ethereal again, and the three demon generals hurriedly defended themselves, each using the cold light of their weapons to completely envelop themselves at top speed.

However, Yi Xunyan easily pierced their defenses. Two sleeves, brimming with terrifying destructive power, swung towards the back of the heads of the three demon generals, Anger and Resentment. At that moment, the pressure suddenly intensified, slowing Yi Xunyan's movements and causing the three demon generals to almost drop their weapons. Yi Xunyan's heart tightened. He decisively

abandoned offense and switched to defense, using his sleeves to block upwards. A muffled thud resounded, and he plummeted more than ten feet downwards. Looking up, he saw that his opponent had also been knocked back and flown higher into the sky.

"Is that all!"

the man shouted, his body sinking and then plunging down again. His eyes were bloodshot, and he held a strangely shaped, multicolored giant pestle, its surface covered with dense patterns of fierce ghosts and demons. It was none other than General Ling Aotian. Yi

Xunyan remained silent. He gathered his true energy, and like a wisp of smoke, he floated upwards. The two clashed instantly, engaging in a fierce battle of dozens of rounds, neither gaining the upper hand.

"It's that Crimson-Eyed Demon again!"

Xiao Xuan immediately recognized him, still shaken and terrified from his defeat in just two moves last time.

"Hmph!"

Ling Aotian roared, unleashing his evil power. A vast expanse of eerie, malevolent energy emanated from his pestle, pressing down on Yi Xunyan with an overwhelming onslaught.

Yi Xunyan felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly divided his energy to resist, forcing him back several steps.

"Not good, Sixth Uncle seems to be struggling to hold on!"

Xiao Xuan watched anxiously.

"Heavenly Lone Smoke, show me your true skills and let me see your Evil-Repelling True Qi!"

Ling Aotian shouted fiercely, swiftly raising his Pride of Arrogance to a high level, swinging his demon pestle and striking the enemy like thunderbolts.

Although Yi Xunyan was a rogue immortal, his cultivation was already close to the Taiyi realm. He had long sensed that there were still many powerful enemies in Zhaoyun, so he had secretly held back his strength. However, seeing that the enemy before him was already so powerful, he felt secretly anxious. After fighting for a while, he felt that his moves were no longer effective. Suddenly, he shouted, "Ignorant and wicked, I'll let you see the Demon-Slaying Divine Power of my sect!"

He took a deep breath, spun his sleeves inward, and suddenly shot them outward. A roar like a dragon's cry was heard, and a huge, faint white mist spewed out, which actually had scales, whiskers, and claws, just like a flying dragon.

Ling Aotian's red eyes widened, and he suddenly felt fear. He unconsciously retreated, but the dragon was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of him. He could only block it with his bare hands. Suddenly, his skin and hair stood on end, his internal organs felt displaced, and his whole body felt strangely uncomfortable.

"Again!"

Yi Xunyan shouted. As he spun his sleeves, white mist gathered and slowly formed another white dragon.

Ling Aotian sensed something was wrong and hastily circulated his true energy throughout his body. He suddenly realized his true essence was depleted, and that years of effort had likely vanished. This shock was immense. Then, he saw the qi dragon roar and pounce, and hastily dodged to the side. But the qi dragon twisted in mid-air, following him precisely, and he was struck again in an instant. Blood spurted from his mouth from where his chest and abdomen went numb.

"How dare you destroy my true essence! I will tear you to pieces and smash you into mincemeat!"

Ling Aotian staggered back, his furious roar echoing through the sky.

Yi Xunyan stared coldly at him, a third qi dragon faintly appearing between her sleeves.

"What kind of divine power is this?"

Xiao Xuan below gaped, exclaiming, "They turned the tide in no time!"

The beauties on the inn's rooftop were also drawn upwards by the dragon's roar. Xue Han gazed at the sky, hesitatingly asking, "Could this be..."

Li Mengtang beside her nodded, "It's Dragon Qi, it must be the ultimate divine power of the Evil-Repelling True Qi, Dragon Qi."

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed, dust billowed from the eaves, and tiles flew everywhere, causing the beauties to lose their balance.

"Watch your step!" "

Cui Caiting shouted, and she was the first to leap into the air.

The other beauties hurriedly followed suit, but Li Mengtang felt a sudden tightness in her ankle, and her whole body was being dragged downwards by a tremendous force. She reacted extremely quickly, and in the midst of the dizzying spin, she drew several bows and fired them in all directions. Suddenly, she heard a wild howl, and she was struck heavily, thrown back, and crashed solidly into something hard.

Her body felt like it was about to fall apart, but she still gripped the wooden bow tightly in her hand. She staggered and crawled out of the rubble, suddenly..." A gigantic shadow emerged from the dust, its pillar-like foot rising to deliver a thunderous kick to Li Mengtang's abdomen.

The kick was incredibly heavy and vicious, the force downwards causing Li Mengtang to shudder and collapse silently to the ground.

Just as the giant shadow was about to strike, a burst of golden light erupted from above, and the monster roared, unleashing hundreds of punches upwards in a flash.

Xue Han sprang from the collapsed area, performing a somersault and landing on the crumbling eaves, her slender arm, from which the golden shield was hanging, trembling uncontrollably.

"What is that?" "

Cui Caiting tapped the Dream-Entering Void a few times, and several evil corpses that were rushing towards Xue Han were instantly sent flying and plummeted to the ground below.

"One... one giant monster... extremely strong... the Golden Shield doesn't seem to be able to hurt it..."

Xue Han gasped, then suddenly bent over and coughed up blood.

Xiao Xuan, who was opposite, didn't know what had happened at the inn. Seeing that Li Mengtang seemed to be missing from the dust, he became extremely anxious. He couldn't care less about anything else and leaped off the roof.

Shui Ruo rushed to Xue Han's side and asked in a trembling voice, "How is Second Senior Sister?"

Xue Han shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't see her..."

Shui Ruo's face was as white as paper. She and Li Mengtang were very close. Whenever she felt wronged or unhappy, she would confide in this senior sister who was the most caring. Now, in her anxiety, she was about to jump down to save her.

Cui Caiting suddenly rushed over, grabbed her, and said softly, "Don't move, you stay up here, I'm going down."

A shadow flashed before their eyes, and they heard a low shout: "Too many enemies, let's go!" The

newcomer was Yi Xunyan. Seeing the sudden change in the situation below, he had abandoned his pursuit of Ling Aotian and flew back to provide support.

Cui Caiting shook her head and drew her Dream-Entering Sword with a "clang."

"Go quickly! Use Dream-Entering Sword! They still have experts!"

Yi Xunyan raised his voice slightly.

"Tang'er is down there!"

Cui Caiting cried.

"I'll go rescue her! I promise to return her to you!"

Yi Xunyan said immediately.

Cui Caiting stared at him.

Yi Xunyan smiled, a hint of loneliness creeping onto his thin face.

"Senior Brother..."

Cui Caiting called softly, suddenly noticing a few gray hairs at his temples.

"Let's go." Yi Xunyan

looked up, her face grave, at a massive, dark cloud that was gradually lowering in the sky.

Cui Caiting also glanced at the sky, and finally seemed to have made up her mind. She immediately chanted an incantation and threw the Dream Illumination into the sky. Instantly, a great light shone, and the Dream Illumination began to grow rapidly, reaching the size of a boat in a short time...

At this moment, Xiao Xuan, who had transformed into a wildcat, slipped away from the attacking evil corpse monsters and quietly entered the inn. Inside, large sections were collapsed, with broken beams, rubble, and pervasive dust everywhere. Just as she was wondering where to go, she suddenly heard a series of strange laughs ahead and hurriedly followed the sound.

In the dim light, a giant monster bent down, grabbed Li Mengtang's hair, who was clutching her stomach, and pulled it to its nose to sniff.

Li Mengtang, who was half-conscious, felt a sharp pain on her head, and then smelled a strong, foul stench. She couldn't help but shudder and opened her eyes in a daze. She was immediately terrified. There was an extremely hideous and ugly giant face right next to her.

"Huh... I smell spiritual energy..."

the giant monster grumbled, a foul-smelling saliva constantly dripping from its mouth.

Li Mengtang trembled all over. She was born with a photographic memory, and having participated in compiling the "Zhou Tian Zhu Ling Bang" (List of Spirits of the Heavens), she had access to a vast amount of information collected by the Heavenly Dao Pavilion over thousands of years. Her knowledge was so extensive that she could be ranked among the top ten in the world. The giant monster's gaping maw and indigo skin had already filled her with suspicion, but when she saw the Taotie (a mythical beast) tattooed on its chest and abdomen, she finally realized who the monster was, and she was so frightened that she almost fainted again.

It turned out that this monster was the Devouring Heaven General, one of the Seven Great Generals of the Seven Absolute Realms. Not only did he have a body of copper and iron and the strength to uproot mountains, but what was most terrifying was his huge mouth full of sharp teeth, which was said to be able to tear apart gold and iron, and had already devoured countless immortals and demons.

"Such abundant spiritual energy...it must be a delicious little thing..."

The Devouring Heaven General licked his lips.

Little Xuan, who had just touched the side, was startled and quickly withdrew his profound energy to revert to human form. Just as he was about to leap out, a deep shout rang out: "Put her down!"

The Devouring Heaven General turned swiftly, glaring fiercely at the source of the voice.

Yi Xunyan's figure slowly emerged from the dust, her gaze as cold as a blade.

Little Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly retreated, hiding himself in the shadows.

"You're courting death!"

The Devouring Heaven General roared, tossing the girl aside and charging forward with the force of thunder.

Dust and sand flew everywhere, and large beams occasionally flew up, creating a terrifying spectacle.

"I wonder if Sixth Uncle can handle this monster?" Xiao

Xuan was secretly anxious, but he still couldn't see the battle clearly.

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard, and a huge white mist appeared, rolling and surging in the dust like a dragon or python. Then, a deafening roar followed, and the Devouring Heaven General stumbled out of the dust, smashing a nearly half-collapsed wall to pieces.

The thick white mist disappeared in a flash, and Yi Xunyan flew out of the dust. While she was still in the air, another dragon of energy slowly moved between her sleeves.

The Devouring Heaven General's beady eyes widened, and it roared angrily. The pattern engraved on its chest and abdomen suddenly became vivid, and then a clear phantom appeared above it, which was a huge monster in the shape of a Taotie, roaring as if it would suddenly attack and devour people at any moment.

"The Devouring Heaven and Earth Great Technique."

Yi Xunyan's eyes grew colder, and she said coldly, "So it's this evil technique. No wonder it keeps eating people!"

"How dare you damage my true essence! The Demon Clan will definitely eat you today!" "

The Devouring Heaven General roared.

Yi Xunyan waved her sleeves outwards, and the wandering qi dragon suddenly grew longer, rushing straight towards the Devouring Heaven General.

The Devouring Heaven General straightened his chest and shook it, and the Taotie on top of him also pounced out suddenly. The strong wind brought up actually lifted a huge beam lying diagonally next to him into the air, smashing down several broken walls with a bang.

A deafening roar followed as the qi dragon and the Taotie clashed amidst the violent tremors. The Taotie lunged forward for over ten feet, its form suddenly shattering into pieces. By the time it reached Yi Xunyan, it had become several streaks of azure light. Even so, Yi Xunyan's robes were torn apart in several places. The

qi dragon, however, only lost a portion of its length and continued its unstoppable momentum forward. The Devouring General, who had launched a full-force attack, faltered slightly and was instantly struck by the qi dragon. Its massive body was violently thrown off the ground and crashed into a pile of rubble. Yi Xunyan

glanced at the body, a sudden murderous aura appearing on her face. She swept her sleeves inward, and the qi dragon several feet away instantly spun rapidly in the air, whirling through the rubble like a tornado, turning everything in its path to dust.

The Devouring General staggered to his feet from the rubble, his blood churning. Before he could recover, a dragon of energy suddenly descended from above, terrifying him.

In that split second, Yi Xunyan seemed to hear a zither melody. Almost simultaneously, his heart felt as if it had been gently squeezed, and his entire body went numb and limp.

The dragon of energy that was about to strike the Devouring General slowed down, faded, and then dissipated completely.

The Devouring General felt a sense of relief. In his surprise, he suddenly noticed a figure in the darkness, dressed in white with silver hair. Overjoyed, he cried out, "Thank you for your help, High Priest!"

The white-clad figure remained silent, a seven-stringed zither, like an ice sculpture, floating before him, its hands gently plucking the strings.

Yi Xunyan slowly sat up cross-legged in the dust. These two simple movements felt incredibly powerful. Suddenly, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, running down his chin and dripping onto his clothes.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Xuan, hiding in the shadows, was startled. "When did Sixth Uncle get injured?"

"How are you feeling? Our High Priest's zither music is quite beautiful, isn't it?"

The Devouring Heaven General sneered, stepping towards Yi Xunyan.

Yi Xunyan lowered his eyes, focusing on his nose and mind, sitting motionless.

"Something seems wrong. Could there be something strange about that zither music..."

Xiao Xuan looked at the man in white, seeing his silver hair covering his face, long sleeves covering his hands, only a few fingers visible as he plucked the strings. The music was melodious, gentle, and subtle, nothing out of the ordinary except for its beauty.

The Devouring Heaven General approached step by step, now within a few feet of Yi Xunyan.

Yi Xunyan remained seated, eyes lowered, completely still.

His surface was calm as still water, but in reality, he was in grave danger. The music from the man in white seemed to flow into his ears like water, yet it seemed to resonate in his chest, like a thin thread binding his heart, pulling and tugging at it.

Yi Xunyan had no choice but to fight back with all his might, his heart filled with shock and anger. The musician's skills were not only strange and superb, but the timing of his attacks was also extremely precise and exquisite. He not only seized the weakest moment in Yi Xunyan's defense, but also followed up with a continuous stream of attacks, keeping him locked in a tight grip from beginning to end, giving him no chance to counterattack or break free.

"What should we do? Sixth Uncle seems to be unable to move..."

Xiao Xuan was extremely anxious.

"Die!"

the Devouring Heaven General roared, his left arm, clad in sharp claws, swung out and stabbed towards Yi Xunyan's chest with lightning speed.

Yi Xunyan suddenly raised his eyes and flicked his sleeve.

The Devouring Heaven General felt a tremendous force slap his chest, and his massive body was sent flying for the third time. However, this time he was not as disheveled as the previous two times. He actually rolled in mid-air and landed on the ground with a loud "boom". Yi Xunyan

groaned and struggled to his feet. Another dragon of energy swam in his sleeve, but the image was faint and the edges trembled, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

The man in white seemed somewhat taken aback, his gestures shifting, and the zither music became low and suppressed.

Yi Xunyan's face was pale, the qi dragon swirling in her sleeves trembling more violently, clearly indicating extreme strain.

"Bu Yu!"

Xiao Xuan's mind raced: "Never mind, help first, Sixth Uncle might not have time to capture me right now."

He quickly gathered his true qi, a sudden thought struck him, he hesitated for a moment, then resolutely reached for the Ruyi Pouch behind his waist...

The Devouring Heaven General stood frozen in place, enduring for a long while, finally spitting out a mouthful of blood mist, and couldn't help but fly into a rage: "The Demon Clan will definitely tear you to pieces!"

He was about to pounce again.

"His technique counters yours, if you continue to be stubborn, you will only waste your true essence."

The man in white finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice.

The Devouring Heaven General suddenly realized, and only then did he abruptly stop his charge.

"Leave this to me."

The man in white said casually.

"Wu Shi?"

Yi Xunyan suddenly asked.

The man in white did not respond.

"Is this the Nine Netherworld Lament that made Cao Jingxiu abandon Ban Juechen and Lan Caihe weep uncontrollably?"

Yi Xunyan asked again.

"No,"

the man in white said slowly, "The Nine Netherworld Lament has been sealed away for many years; this is a new work."

"Oh."

Yi Xunyan took a deep breath. This answer was tantamount to confirming his judgment.

It turned out that this person was Wu Shi, the Lament Demon, one of the four great priests of the Seven Realms. He was unparalleled in the world with his demonic zither and his demonic music. His reputation was no less than that of the Thousand-Armed Yuan Sheng. It was said that he once fought Cao Guojiu and Lan Caihe, two of the Eight Immortals. Some say the battle was undecided, while others say he won a great victory over the two immortals.

"May I ask what the name of this piece is?"

Yi Xunyan asked with difficulty.

"It shares the same name as my zither, but only one character,"

Wu Shi said: "Hate."

As soon as the word "Hate" was uttered, the zither music suddenly became long and drawn out, like flowing water, as if the hatred was endless. Yi Xunyan immediately sat down on the ground again, and the dragon of energy in his sleeves finally dissipated.

The Devouring Heaven General, filled with rage, suddenly turned and walked towards Li Mengtang, who lay among the rubble.

"My darling,"

the Devouring Heaven General murmured, touching his abdomen, where a patch of moist, emerald-green flesh still clung, its edges jagged and irregular, stretching out eerily far. He snarled, "You just shot me here, it hurts so much..."

Li Mengtang, pale and panicked, looked towards Yi Xunyan.

But Yi Xunyan was focused on resisting Wu Shi's Soul-Snatching Demonic Sound and had no time to pay attention.

Li Mengtang's expression was sorrowful, her gaze growing increasingly dim.

"Now I need you to replenish me... Little thing, you cultivate the Purifying Elixir Technique, don't you?"

The Devouring Heaven General drew closer, his saliva dripping down his face.

Li Mengtang trembled slightly, her eyes snapping shut. She grabbed the Wooden Mother Bow and thrust it forcefully towards her chest, but her momentum abruptly halted; the bow's tip stopped abruptly just inches from her heart.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw a figure standing before her, holding a shield in his left arm and a chain around his right. His face wore a mask that covered his nose, the mask a pale ink color with streaks of blue lightning occasionally flashing across it. Seven strangely shaped horns protruded from his forehead, and he gripped the bow handle tightly.

"You?"

Li Mengtang immediately recognized the uninvited guest as the mysterious figure who had suddenly appeared during the battle of Zeyang.

Yi Xunyan was right beside her, and Xiao Xuan dared not speak, only gently pressing down the pointed horn of the bow handle against her heart.

"Hu! Who else has come to die?"

The Devouring Heaven General roared, his massive body leaping forward like Mount Tai crashing down.

Xiao Xuan whirled around, his Soul-Slaying Shield on his left arm lashing out like lightning.

With a deafening roar, the Devouring Heaven General's two massive arms slammed into the shield, his skin instantly feeling a tearing pain. Then, a strange power surged through his arms, exploding within him like thunder and fire.

Xiao Xuan growled, his voice hoarse like a beast, and with a flick of his right wrist, the Soul-Binding Chains leaped out like lightning, striking the Devouring Heaven General squarely in the chest and abdomen with a crack. The

Devouring Heaven General screamed, his entire body convulsing, and he plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily into the stunned Li Mengtang.

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