CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 238: GREAT TURMOIL

Nightfall.

The ground near the old granary was drawn with Talisman commands with white flour by the disciples brought by the two Daoist Masters.

The area within fifty meters of the old granary had turned into an Array.

Sun Yan stood outside the Array, watching Daoist Li and Daoist Chen with a serious expression.

"Brother Sun, we’ll handle the next part. But if any of the monsters escape, please wrap them up outside the Array. Tonight, we must ensure no creature escapes," Daoist Chen said to Sun Yan seriously.

Sun Yan nodded, "I understand. As long as I’m here, no one will leave alive."

"Good."

The two Daoist Masters nodded with reassurance and turned towards the old granary.

Each of them held a Magical Artifact in their hands—Daoist Chen wielded a long sword, while Daoist Li held an Eight Trigrams Mirror, likely a Magical Artifact.

As they gestured, the granary doors swung open immediately, and within seconds, pairs of red eyes lit up one after another.

A large number of monsters rushed out of the old granary in frenzy.

They had transformed since their appearance yesterday—now flesh membranes under their arms enabled brief flight.

Like bats, the monsters flew towards the sky.

"Not good! Attack quickly!"

Seeing this, Daoist Chen and Daoist Li shouted urgently.

Their disciples swiftly pulled out nets strung with copper coins and cast them towards the airborne monsters.

The guns were known to be ineffective against the monsters from Zhu Honggao’s words—thus, only Daoist magic could be used.

As the net ensnared them, flames shot from the bodies of the monsters, causing them to tumble from the sky in disarray.

The disciples of the two Daoist Masters immediately took out Ghost Torturing Sticks, fiercely pounding the monsters with them.

Daoist Chen charged first, directly stabbing a sword into a monster’s body. As he chanted a Spell, a lightning arc exploded from the sword, shattering the monster into pieces, ensuring even its strong Life Force couldn’t save it.

Sun Yan had already informed the two Daoist Masters about the difficulty of killing these undying monsters—it required the severest measures.

Daoist Li’s Eight Trigrams Mirror was formidable, releasing electric bolts that struck the monsters with no resistance.

For now, Daoist Chen and Daoist Li had everything under control, and Sun Yan, standing outside the Array, breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as they thought the situation was under control, a sharp, eerie cry echoed near the old granary.

The net-bound monsters suddenly became restless, struggling wildly.

Their flesh was torn by the sharp nets, oozing through them, seemingly undergoing some mutation and starting to merge.

At that moment, all the monsters melted into a pool of blood, reconstituting into a new form.

A creature with a featherless body and a bird-headed human form.

Its neck was exceedingly slender, like a crane. Scarlet eyes swept at Daoist Chen and Daoist Li, and its hands turned to wings, swinging towards them.

"Watch out!" Daoist Chen shouted.

He swung his Magic Sword, and the moment it cut into the wing, the entire sword embedded deeply.

Daoist Chen sensed danger immediately, and before he could react, the Crane Demon’s other wing swept over, white feathers extending like swords.

In an instant, they pierced Daoist Chen’s chest, slicing him in half.

"What?!" Daoist Li was horrified—the Crane Demon’s strength far exceeded his expectations.

Daoist Chen, a seasoned demon slayer, was killed so easily. It was terrifying.

"I hadn’t planned to summon the White Crane Child against you, but your interference forced my hand. Anyone who disrupts the plan must die," a shadow descended from above, landing atop the granary, sneering.

It was the Ten Thousand Years Bird that escaped last night.

"You dare show up again," Sun Yan said with a fierce glare.

"Hand over the Thousand-Year Bird, and I can make your death less painful. Otherwise, the White Crane Child will unleash such a cruel fate," the Ten Thousand Years Bird threatened.

"White Crane Child? Could it be...?" Sun Yan was somewhat surprised by the mention.

The White Crane Child is a character in Investiture of the Gods, said to be the disciple of Nanji Immortal Elder of the Expository Sect, serving beside the Primordial Celestial Venerable—a favored Immortal Child and grand-disciple in Yu Xu.

The White Crane Child often appears as a boy, but its true form is a white crane. It has an enigmatic status distinct from other Expository Sect followers.

Though not ranked highly among Immortals, it was revered as if facing the Primordial Celestial Venerable. Entrusted with important tasks, it was Celestial Venerable’s envoy between himself and the Twelve Immortals, assisting King Wu in his campaign.

In the Red Sand Array, the White Crane Child wielded the Jade Ruyi, defeating Heavenly Monarch Zhang, then slew him with a sword. During Jiang Ziya’s siege of Fushui Pass, he invited the Twelve Golden Immortals to face the Immortal Slaying Array.

The ties between the White Crane Child and Yang Jian are well-known.

The True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao even left a trace of himself; the White Crane Child’s appearance isn’t entirely unimaginable.

Yet Sun Yan couldn’t fathom why the White Crane Child would ally with the Thousand-Year Bird’s faction.

And what did the monster’s emergence have to do with the White Crane Child?

"Do you wish to save it? You escaped by luck last night, but instead of hiding, you dared to show yourself. Tonight, you will be sent to the Yellow Springs without fail." Sun Yan said coldly, gripping the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade.

"No sense," the Ten Thousand Years Bird sneered, "White Crane Child, kill them all!"

As the words fell, the creature grew pure white feathers all over its body.

Its proud gaze fixed on Sun Yan, and in the next instant, it charged, wings like blades, aiming a Full Power Slash at Sun Yan’s chest.

Bam!

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade intercepted, catching the White Crane Child’s feathers. The force was considerable—even Sun Yan felt his arms tingle.

An ordinary person would have had their arms crushed by the White Crane Child.

"Help! Help!"

"Someone save us!"

Amidst this, flames erupted from the center of Zhu Family Town, accompanied by residents’ cries, hinting at some terrifying incident.

Daoist Li’s face changed drastically, "Something’s wrong!"

He looked at the Ten Thousand Years Bird atop the granary and saw a satisfied smile on its human-like face.

"Tonight is the night."

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