In his perception, the demon qi emanating from the Snake Demon was vast, not weaker than the Mountain Demon beneath Phoenix Nest Mountain.
So to be cautious, he used a full eight Thunder Talismans.
A full eight Thunder Talismans were directly activated.
Who would have thought it would be slain so quickly?
"Could it be..." Several thoughts flashed through Zhang Jian’s mind.
"Where did this warlock come from, actually mastering the Thunder Technique?"
The Black Tiger was also taken aback.
At the same time, a purple Sword Qi intensely pierced through the flesh shield in front of him, penetrating his ribs and almost bursting out, bringing with it a spray of blood mist.
Relying on his strong flesh body alone, the Black Tiger Demon forcibly suppressed the burst injuries within him, still standing firm.
At the critical moment, he managed to move slightly, avoiding the vital points.
After another strike, Tianxu Daoist’s face turned pale, and the Spiritual Power within him was nearly exhausted, leaving him almost powerless to resist.
Looking at the Tiger Demon that had not yet fallen, he slightly moved the corners of his mouth and instead burst into laughter.
"Evil Demon, today is your end!"
At this moment, he had already seen Zhang Jian leaping down from mid-air; it was obviously reinforcements arriving rather than an archenemy!
But when his gaze fell on Zhang Jian as he descended, Tianxu Daoist’s expression showed a slight start; Zhang Jian’s face seemed familiar to him from somewhere, but then he suddenly remembered.
He opened his mouth, unable to conceal his inner shock.
At that moment, Zhang Jian casually swung another bolt of thunder, conveniently killing the Blood-sucking Leech which was still wriggling and attempting to escape.
His Thunder Technique was extremely fierce.
This confirmed a certain suspicion in Zhang Jian’s heart.
It seemed that after he stepped into the Nourishing Spirit Stage, the Thunder Talisman, nourished by pure spiritual power, had further evolved.
The later in the cultivation journey, the more the power gap between the heterodox sorcerer and the orthodox cultivator becomes apparent.
The demons and those heterodox sorcerers before him were similar, if not inferior.
Most of them only became demons by sensing the power of heaven and earth, with only the instinct to absorb the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon, and collecting the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism, without refining their own Spiritual Mechanism.
Meanwhile, in the depth of Zhang Jian’s palm, several Thunder Talismans reappeared, his eyes concealed intense malice as he gazed at the Black Tiger Demon before him.
He had personally witnessed the Black Tiger Demon’s act of absorbing the souls of the temple’s disciples.
The Black Tiger Demon, its entire body changing color at this point, also heard Tianxu Daoist’s utterance, a gloomy voice rising.
"End, such big words! Do you have the capability?!"
Seeing the killing intent bursting from Zhang Jian’s eyes, the Tiger Demon roared, and a countless number of black qi soared into the sky from its body, swirling up layers of dark mist, shadowy figures emerging from within and madly charging towards Zhang Jian.
These illusory figures were each filled with sinister spiritual energy, brimming with resentment, many of them even resembling the faces of the purple-robed disciples on the ground.
This is one of the Black Tiger’s innate divine techniques, the Chong Ghost!
Every living soul it killed could be refined into a Chong Ghost, serving as a reserve of soul sustenance for it to devour and strengthen its own soul, or at critical moments, forming into a fierce Ghost Soldiers unit charging at the forefront.
Tianxu Daoist recognized many familiar figures surging out of the black mist, feeling heart-wrenching pain; they were all disciples of Iron Immortal Temple, yet today swallowed by this evil tiger, turned into Chong Ghosts.
"Evil Demon, today I will fight to the death to avenge these disciples!"
Tianxu Daoist’s face was flushed with blood-red intensity.
Zhang Jian saw this scene too, harboring a trace of sympathy in his eyes.
But he was already prepared, seven or eight black talismans flying out from his hand in an instant.
As the black talismans alighted, a wave of compassionate rescue and the peculiar luminosity of yin-yang rebirth overflowed from within.
The Chong Ghosts struck by the black light paused slightly and instantaneously, the ferocity fading from their eyes, their forms dissipating into nothing, and their spirituality returning to heaven and earth.
This is where the Soul Purification Spell shines, capable of both suppressing ghosts and redeeming Yin souls and fierce spirits, guiding them to the Netherworld.
And Zhang Jian noticed, with each Chong Ghost he struck, as their soul forms dissipated before transcending into some strange space, a pure and unmatched power descended into the small seal script formed by the condensed Soul Purification Spell within him, making its black light ever denser, its power subtly enhanced.
"Is this how one cultivates the Soul Purification Spell?"
Realizing this scene, Zhang Jian was secretly astonished.
He had always considered the three spells following the Nine Chapters of Pure Tongshan, namely the Small Wind and Thunder Technique, the Soul Purification Spell, and the Ten Thousand Wood Technique, as a model for cultivation, but now it seemed his previous concept was clearly misled by himself.
Each magic spell is unique, and cannot simply follow a single model.
This insight sparked within Zhang Jian’s heart, as if opening a door to new worlds, filling him with great joy.
"My Chong Ghosts!"
At this moment, the Black Tiger Demon sensed its connection with a group of Chong Ghosts suddenly severed, and it was both shocked and angry.
Though a savage glint flashed in its eyes, it was not afraid at all; instead, it was filled with defiance as its form transformed into a thick black wind, appearing instantly in front of Zhang Jian, pouncing towards him. Since magic couldn’t prevail, it had to rely on the strongest physical prowess of the demon race for close combat.
"Damn cultivator, today I will eat you alive!"
With its roar of anger, the black wind suddenly transformed into a terrifying Black Tiger several meters tall, with a "king" character on its forehead and eyes exuding a soul-hooking depth.
When Tianxu Daoist saw this scene, his expression changed dramatically, and he hurriedly shouted. "Brother Zhang, be careful, this Black Tiger’s body is extremely powerful, gifted with extraordinary abilities, do not confront it head-on!"
Zhang Jian heard this and laughed, "Thank you, Elder Tianxu, for the warning!"
"It’s just a minor monster, not worth mentioning!"
His body was enveloped by the Wind Walking Technique, with six Wind Rune charms glowing faintly on his limbs, transforming his form into a light breeze that instantly broke through the swirling black wind.
He had indeed put in great effort into the Wind Walking Technique.
Now, this effort finally showed its worth, facing the fierce pounce of the Black Tiger, his form was exceptionally agile.
Easily evading the Black Tiger’s suppression.
Moreover, he was able to calmly take out four Thunder Walking Talismans, waving them to turn into four bolts of thunder, blocking his front and restricting the Black Tiger’s movement from all sides.
The Black Tiger, fearing the terrifying power of the Thunder Technique, dared not clash with its flesh body.
This gave Zhang Jian the opportunity, using the four talismans to regain the initiative, Zhang Jian immediately widened the distance, a sweep of his hand produced ten Thunder Walking Talismans.
A fierce glint appeared in Zhang Jian’s eyes.
After breaking through to the Nourishing Spirit Stage, he could now fully activate about twelve talismans, but to deal with this Black Tiger Demon, ten talismans were enough!
"We’re doomed!"
Seeing those ten talismans, the Black Tiger Demon’s expression changed instantly.
Sure enough, after the sound of ten or so thunder strikes, the massive true body of the Black Tiger collapsed straight to the ground, its entire body pitch-black.
By this time, lying on the ground, it was barely breathing, unable to move, most of its body was scorched.
The vast demon qi infused in its fur failed to withstand Zhang Jian’s Celestial Thunder.
Its defenses shattered, and under the dozen or so Celestial Thunder, it became a target.
Tianxu Daoist stood stunned by the scene, looking at Zhang Jian, somewhat in awe.
"Such a technique!"
For someone at the same Nourishing Spirit Stage, the means of this Zhang Family Young Master were truly swift and decisive.
But in a flash, he picked up the fallen purple magic sword from the ground and silently approached the Black Tiger, his gaze meeting Zhang Jian’s, who stepped back a pace, giving space to Tianxu Daoist.
"Elder Tianxu, feel free to act!"
"Old Daoist thanks Brother Zhang in advance!"
Tianxu Daoist nodded, but his eyes were filled with fiery anger when he looked towards the Black Tiger Demon, raising the purple longsword and with one strike, decapitating the Black Tiger Demon.
"My father..."
The Black Tiger Demon didn’t even have time to beg for mercy before Tianxu Daoist killed it in hatred.
"Disciples, your teacher has avenged you!"
Slaying the Tiger Demon with a single sword, Tianxu Daoist seemed to lose all support, a look of sorrow cast upon his face.
Zhang Jian looked at the somewhat dazed Tianxu Daoist, feeling a bit of sigh in his heart.
Tianxu Daoist was kind-hearted but ended up in such a predicament, if not for his timely arrival, he might have ended up like the disciples on the ground.
The struggles in this region were too perilous.
Zhang Jian’s eyes shifted, noticing that the Heterodox Sorcerers around Iron Immortal Temple had retreated when the Thunder Technique appeared, not daring to approach, proving their prudence!
As his eyes flickered, his keen ears already heard the rumble of iron riders from the mountain below, along with seeing the rolling dust as a grand Dragon and Tiger Qi was rapidly approaching.
The Qi family’s reinforcements were coming.
Just a bit too late.
Zhang Jian’s gaze fell on Tianxu Daoist, speaking calmly, "Elder Tianxu, do you wish to leave with me or stay here and wait?"
Zhang Jian looked towards Tianxu Daoist.
His rescue of Tianxu Daoist naturally held his own intentions.
Not purely selfless.
Besides using this as a layout against the Qi Family, he was also quite curious about the Dao Techniques of Iron Immortal Temple, especially the Flying Sword Technique!