I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

"Being handsome means being a pretty-boy, trying to seduce your wife?"

Han Zheng's face showed helplessness; it wasn't his fault he was born handsome.

Moreover, just by looking at the butcher's appearance, it was uncertain what sort of character his wife might be.

Mentally scoffing, Han Zheng drew his Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber, and he activated the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power to its limits. A torrent of Sword Gang suddenly materialized and fiercely descended.

But the next moment, Han Zheng felt an irresistible immense force striking him, and he was sent flying several meters!

It should be noted that Han Zheng's physical strength was incredibly astonishing.

He had a profound foundation of power, had cultivated the True Martial Yuan Chen Treasure Body, and practiced Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power, the ultimate cultivation technique for enhancing Qi Blood Power. Among his peers, it was almost impossible to find someone stronger in physical strength.

Yet even so, this butcher was able to send him flying with a single strike. Such strength definitely surpassed the limits of the Xuan Gang Realm.

After that slash, the butcher pursued, muttering to himself, "Kill you! I'll kill you, you pretty-boy!"

Han Zheng made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, and a giant hand of Gang Qi appeared, reaching for the butcher.

But even with the Moving Mountain Power, he couldn't shake the butcher, and in the blink of an eye, the butcher tore apart the Gang Qi giant hand.

Blood Slaughter aura emerged impressively atop Han Zheng's Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber as he executed Avici Path Asura Slash, the crimson Sword Light slashing as if opening the Gate of Hell.

However, the slash merely left a shallow cut on the butcher's body, which was almost inconsequential to him.

Muttering 'monster' under his breath, Han Zheng turned and fled.

This creature's strength and defensive power were both incredibly formidable, and alarmingly so.

Fortunately, he did not possess the same type of peculiar power as the family he encountered before, otherwise facing this creature would be more disaster than fortune.

Han Zheng scrambled through the small village, trying to escape.

But the butcher, though massive, was extremely fast.

Even as Han Zheng pushed Wind and Thunder Nine Transitions to the limit, he couldn't shake off the other.

Just then, a voice suddenly reached Han Zheng's ears.

"Escape to the left! Turn right into the alley and enter the Stove God Temple, that creature can't follow you in!"

Han Zheng was momentarily stunned, but he didn't heed the voice, continuing to dodge about.

Nothing about this accursed place was normal, and the sudden appearance of this voice was no less strange. How could he possibly follow its commands?

The voice didn't seem to be in a hurry, only letting out a light chuckle, "You're quite vigilant, youngster. But this butcher is notoriously tenacious; even if you could slay him, it would be for naught.

He has an Undying Body and will resurrect at home after death. If you have his blood on you, he will continue to pursue you once revived.

The power granted to him by Thousand Buddha Village is infinite – your power, however, has limits.

If you keep this up, once your power is exhausted, death will follow.

Since it's all dangerous territory, why not try changing the danger zone?"

Han Zheng's heart sank, and after a brief moment of consideration, he followed the voice's directions and rushed into the alley.

Unable to shake off the butcher and already in a precarious situation, it made sense to try a different approach suggested by the voice. Even if it was risky, it was better than being worn down in the current chase.

As he turned into the alley, the butcher followed suit.

At the end of the alley was a dilapidated Stove God Temple – its yard's gates were missing, leaving only a lonely temple standing.

The statue of the Stove God was half-destroyed.

Only a palm-sized statue of the Stove God remained on the altar, marred with age and chipped paint.

Hesitating briefly, Han Zheng stepped inside and didn't feel any strange powers.

As soon as Han Zheng entered the Stove God Temple, the butcher, as if unable to see Han Zheng, mumbled 'kill him' while wandering away.

"See, I didn't lie to you, did I? This is the safest place in the entire Thousand Buddha Village."

"Who are you?"

Han Zheng frowned and looked around, the Stove God Temple was only so big, yet he hadn't found any presence.

"Stop looking, lower your head, I'm right in front of you."

It was then that Han Zheng looked down, and in front of him stood only a palm-sized statue of the Stove God.

"Are you the Stove God?"

A muffled voice came from the statue, yet it actually resounded in Han Zheng's mind.

"I wouldn't dare to impersonate the Stove God lightly; I have barely managed to survive these years because of his protection.

My physical body has perished, and it is only by attaching my Power of Primordial Spirit to this statue of the Stove God that I can live.

This statue of the Stove God has Divine Power, which can protect my Primordial Spirit from dissipating.

Young man, if you drip a drop of blood onto this statue, you can communicate with the Power of Primordial Spirit and see me."

Seeing that Han Zheng still looked wary, the person scoffed, "You're quite vigilant as a junior; ordinary people can't easily deceive you.

A single drop of blood, are you really worried it could release some extraordinary demons? Besides, without my guidance, you'd still be going in circles outside with that butcher.

Stop wasting time; my Power of Primordial Spirit is extremely weak, and talking this much has already drained a lot of energy.

After your Primordial Spirit communicates with mine, it will also consume some of your spiritual power, and I'll be able to conserve some energy."

After some thought, Han Zheng dropped a fresh droplet of blood on the statue of the Stove God.

The next moment, a glint of golden light emerged from the statue, and Han Zheng felt his spiritual power instantly connect with the other party, as a hazy and indistinct figure materialized before him.

The figure looked to be in his forties, handsome yet with a hint of rakish nonchalance, giving off a less than serious impression.

Moreover, Han Zheng was very familiar with what the other party was wearing—it was a set of Red Gold Flying Bear Armor!

The Red Gold Flying Bear on the chest roared towards the heavens, its wings extending to the shoulders, presenting a fierce and sharp appearance.

"Are you the Garrison Commander of the Demon Cleansing Bureau!?"

Within the Demon Cleansing Bureau, only a Garrison Commander of the Yang God Realm was entitled to don this Red Gold Flying Bear Armor.

Han Zheng could hardly believe that he had encountered the Primordial Spirit of a former Garrison Commander here.

The other party said proudly with a smile, "Young man, you no longer doubt now, right? After all, I am your senior; would I harm you?

You should thank your lucky stars you came here wearing a set of Xuan Armor today; otherwise, I would have been too lazy to expend the Power of Primordial Spirit to speak with you.

Over the years, some people have come to this Thousand Buddha Village sporadically, but I couldn't be bothered to deal with them.

At your young age, to be able to wear the Purple Gold Sky Wolf Armor, you must also be a leader of the younger generation in the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Department, right?

Tsk, tsk, not bad at all, it seems the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Department is developing better and better.

Who is the Garrison Commander of the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Department now?"

"It's Lord Chen Baxian."

The person exclaimed softly, "Oh, it's him. Chen Baxian was quite fierce before; I didn't expect him to have advanced to the Yang God Realm and become the Garrison Commander now."

Han Zheng tentatively asked, "May I ask who the senior is?"

The person declared haughtily, "Yan Xuankong!"

Han Zheng frowned slightly, "The most useless Garrison Commander in the history of the Southern Mountain?"

This name was actually quite famous in the Southern Mountain, even comparable to Chen Baxian.

But it wasn't a good reputation; it was almost all infamy.

He was Chen Baxian's predecessor as Garrison Commander of the Southern Mountain, and yet he vanished suddenly before the disturbance caused by the Black Mountain Demon, resulting in a power vacuum in the Southern Mountain.

During that time, rebellions erupted in various places throughout the Court, some even threatening the Capital City, so for a while, it was impossible to dispatch a new Garrison Commander to the Southern Mountain.

The result was that due to the power vacuum in the Southern Mountain, the Black Mountain Demon took advantage of it, causing chaos in the Southern Mountain for a full five years, leading to devastation for the living.

So regardless of Yan Xuankong's previous strength and fame, his disappearance at a critical moment led to such a great disaster and such serious consequences, so no one in the entire Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Department could be blamed for cursing him.

Especially after Chen Baxian emerged formidably, completely eradicated the Black Mountain Demon, and made all the malevolent Demons of the Southern Mountain flee in terror, forming a stark contrast to Yan Xuankong.