The effective range of the substitution spell for disaster prevention is not long, at least within ten miles according to the current level of the old Taoist. Especially since he had his arm torn off by Zhang Yue, the smell of blood couldn't be concealed. Wei Yuan held his sword and chased after him with the help of the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman, moving at an extremely fast speed with heightened perception. Just as he was about to catch up, he suddenly received a call from the special action team.

"Wei Master, have you found that Taoist?"

"If you find him, please bring him back."

"This kind of evil sorcerer needs to be dealt with by the Celestial Master's Palace and the Department of Justice in Dahua. Although the crime is heinous, the judicial process must be followed. After all, he is still a human being..."

Wei Yuan paused for a moment, his face calm, and said, "Okay."

He hung up the phone and walked into a desolate area on the outskirts of Quan City, where there was a small mountain and a village that had long been abandoned. The old Taoist, who had his arm torn off, sat on a rock, looking pale but composed with a smile on his face.

"Young man, you're a little late. Are you here to send that monster on his final journey?"

"You have a good heart, but unfortunately, I have already turned myself in."

"Choose a day for the trial, life or death is up to fate. At the very least, you'll have to spend a lifetime in there. But at this moment, as a righteous cultivator, you still have to protect the safety of the old Taoist, providing food and drink and serving him well."

Wei Yuan's voice was cold and indifferent as he replied with a grunt, slowly sheathing his sword and walking towards him.

As he approached, the old Taoist realized that something was wrong and emphasized, "I have already turned myself in. According to the law, you cannot harm me."

"Okay."

Wei Yuan still replied calmly.

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The old Taoist, who had been through many battles, knew that something was wrong and his face changed. He grabbed a phone with his intact right hand and was about to press the alarm button when there was a loud gunshot. His thin hand and the phone were both pierced by a bullet from a firearm specially designed to deal with monsters. The old Taoist screamed and fell to the ground, his face turning pale and his body trembling.

Wei Yuan raised his gun and said, "Unfortunately, I am not a member of the action team."

The old Taoist, desperate to survive, was about to use his last resort and think of a way out in prison. However, he did not expect that there were still other mountain spirits and wild monsters around. He urgently shouted, "Land, spirits, come quickly!"

Although he called for the land and spirits, they were harmless spirits. Wei Yuan did feel the presence of other eyes around him.There are spirits and monsters that have existed since ancient times, and their spiritual nature slowly awakens with the resurgence of spiritual energy.

They cannot harm people, but they are difficult to eliminate.

Those with Taoist skills can summon them to inquire about things.

The old Taoist panted heavily, his face like gold paper.

Before he could speak, Wei Yuan pulled the trigger again and the armor-piercing bullet directly pierced the old Taoist's right knee, followed by a scream of agony. Then he fired again, shooting through his right leg, and then lifted the gun slightly, aiming at his forehead. The old Taoist growled low.

The armor-piercing bullet was fired, but it only hit a straw man, a decoy.

But this time the old Taoist's body appeared not far away, panting heavily.

The invisible mountain spirits around them watched this scene.

The old Taoist angrily said, "Even if I die, you won't have it easy!"

"Who are you, and which sect do you belong to?! Do you know the rules?!"

The wild monsters seemed to whisper to each other.

Some of them seemed to come out and persuade Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan put away the empty gun and took out the lying tiger waist badge, hanging it on his waist.

There was a deep tiger roar in the air.

The deserted village that had been surrounded by many "people" suddenly became tense.

Wei Yuan's face was calm as he raised his sword.

The sound of the sword blade rubbing against the scabbard was as cold as it came from a yellowed memory of history, making the revived monsters feel cold.

"I am a military officer investigating a case, don't bother me."

................

Silence for a moment.

Then in an instant, all the monsters scattered.

The land directly burrowed into the ground.

The wind spirits crawled on the tip of the wind and ran towards the horizon.

"......The ancient lying tiger?"

The old Taoist's face was already pale. Wei Yuan exhaled and exerted force, holding the broken sword in his left hand and grasping the Eight-Sided Han Sword in his right hand. He suddenly attacked the old man. The old man's talisman was scattered, but it was directly cut off by the Eight-Sided Han Sword. The broken sword in his left hand tore apart, and the cold air was so intense that it directly cut a fierce wound on the monster's arm.

The Eight-Sided Han Sword followed closely, like a dragon, piercing through the monster's left shoulder and coming out through the bone.

The old Taoist raised his hand to grasp the blade, angrily saying, "You want to kill me for a monster, and destroy my life for this?!"

Wei Yuan's face was calm. He swung the broken sword heavily with his left hand, cutting through a layer of black mist and embedding it in the old man's shoulder.

"He is not a monster."

Blood splattered.

He raised his arms, and the two swords crossed each other, attacking madly in a way that combined the Xuan Yuan Sword Technique and the Battlefield Sword Technique.

The old Taoist was originally a practitioner of divine skills, not like Wei Yuan who specialized in killing monsters and demons. In addition, he was injured and his Taoist skills were broken by thunder, watching his life-saving method being continuously destroyed by Wei Yuan's swordsmanship, and gradually feeling fear in his heart. Finally, with a roar of a tiger, the last straw man used as a decoy was shattered by his sword.

The old Taoist's face was ashen, retreating while begging for mercy.

"I...stop, I know I was wrong."

"I was also forced to do it. Spare me. I will spend the rest of my life in prison. Is that not enough?!"

"I will teach you all the Taoist skills of our sect, all of them."

Wei Yuan did not answer, his movements did not stop.The twin swords slashed wildly, their swordsmanship majestic, breaking through the talisman spells on the old Daoist's body one by one.

Wei Yuan recalled the words of the chief officer in the Moonlight Shadow.

To slay demons and monsters, there is no need for mercy.

On our three-foot-long sword, lies the clarity of the mortal world!

Who is the demon?

Wei Yuan's right hand held the Eight-sided Han Sword, blocking the old Daoist's right arm, while his left hand held the broken sword in reverse, slashing fiercely across the old Daoist's throat, tearing through the protective spell. Blood flowed out, and the old Daoist's face froze, but there was a hint of longing in his eyes. A tear fell, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his mouth opening and closing, as if uttering someone's nickname.

Wei Yuan sheathed his long sword at his waist.

On his waist tag, the feathers of the brocade bird appeared.

He mobilized his demon power to the maximum extent.

The Eight-sided Han Sword slashed fiercely, and on the sword's body, a fierce wind howled. The extremely thin wind rapidly flowed in the opposite direction, wrapping up the demon Daoist's corpse and turning it into flying ashes in midair under the immense demon power. Death could not be more thorough, and the dense demon aura shattered Wei Yuan's own breath.

Wei Yuan's face turned pale, and he slowly sheathed his sword.

……………

"Yes, it's me, Wei Yuan. I apologize, Officer Zhou, I was one step too late."

Wei Yuan leaned on his sword and looked in the direction where the sword qi and strong wind had dispersed, saying:

"It seems that he has fled in fear of his crimes..."

"Where did he escape to?"

"I don't know."

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