Chi Jing was the most outstanding cleaner. She was calm, rational, never made mistakes, and perfectly completed every mission. Until she failed to assassinate the main god and was thrown into a pun...
Chapter 146 Law
She quickly came to her senses, put away the shock in her eyes, and shook her head gently. The face under the mask could never be Murong Ci, at most there was a slight resemblance.
Because the woman who had ruled the demon race for nearly a hundred years had long been dead.
However, although Murong Ci died, she survived in another form. Her will, like an invisible shackle, still controlled the Demon Lord Fentian and every member of the demon clan.
"Heh, just a poor imitator." Fentian said with disdain, his face blurred under the black mask, only his pair of blood-red eyes were extremely sharp.
He didn't think that this person could cause any trouble. He was just another person seeking death.
But before the immortal hostages arrive, it wouldn't hurt to watch this excitement; at least it wouldn't be boring.
Fentian gave up the idea of turning off the video, sat down on the chair in the middle of the hall, and looked at the person in the picture with a playful look.
Over there, Qiu Qianling's eyes widened when he saw Murong Ci appear. Was she about to die? Otherwise, why would she be hallucinating?
It wasn't until her shoulders felt heavy and the warm touch made her immediately realize that this was not an illusion.
But how did Murong Ci get out of the cemetery? Or did someone as powerful as her have a method that she didn't know about?
Qiu Qianling's mind was in a mess, but when she heard Murong Ci's words standing up for her, all her doubts disappeared, leaving only almost intense ecstasy.
It's like finding the only backbone you can trust in the difficult situation of fighting against the world.
She struggled to stand up, stumbled, and fell into his arms. She looked up, only to see a cold white mask. Her voice was a little panicked, "...Master."
This was the first time she called her so sincerely.
Chi Yan narrowed her eyes and said in a gentle voice, "You've done very well."
Qiu Qianling suddenly realized that Murong Ci had seen their fight. She felt embarrassed and struggled to explain, "If I hadn't broken through to the Golden Core Realm yet, they wouldn't be my match!"
Chi Li nodded slightly, "Okay, then I'll stay here and protect you to advance." With a wave of her hand, the Soul Protector Pearl turned into a pale golden light shield, covering the two of them.
The protective shield makes it difficult for others to see one's identity, and as for the realm-breaking pen, it must not be used.
Moreover, she already had a better idea in mind to deal with the canine fangs of these immortals.
Qiu Qianling trusted Chi Li's strength very much. Even though the Nine Golden Core Sons were looking at them covetously, upon hearing her words, she put away the blood blade without hesitation, took out the Heavenly Spirit Root, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice as if no one was around.
When everyone saw this, they were immediately annoyed. Didn’t these two people take them seriously?
A Jindan cultivator roared, "I think you are looking for death!" As he said that, the magic sword in his hand flew forward, like lightning, and attacked the protective shield fiercely.
Chi Lan had a normal expression on her face, standing there calmly without moving an inch.
The sword light slammed into the defensive light shield, not only failing to break through it, but also failing to leave even a trace.
The other eight people were shocked when they saw this. Who was this demon? Even a cultivator at the end of the Golden Core Realm couldn't break her defense?
Several people looked at each other, and then joined forces to attack her. They didn't believe that even nine people working together couldn't break her protective shield!
However, no matter how swift and fierce their attacks were, the demons in the midst of them still looked calm, as if everything was under their control.
Logically speaking, the nine Golden Core Sons, when joined together, are strong enough to rival the Nascent Soul Realm. Each attack should cause great consumption to the demons supporting the protective shield, but she is extremely calm and there is no sign of magic power depletion.
Such unfathomable cultivation is truly terrifying.
If the demons have strength above the Nascent Soul stage, then it would be impossible for them to break through the level suppression.
Moreover, the Nine Golden Core Sons had already consumed most of their spiritual energy in the fight with Qiu Qianling. Now, facing the demons that had been attacking them for a long time, their spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and they were already at the end of their strength.
But asking them to admit their lack of strength, give up, and let go of the spirit stones and women they had already obtained was absolutely impossible. They could only grit their teeth and hold on.
The male cultivators watching from the side only saw sword lights of various colors interweaving and dancing in the air. Every time they collided with the protective shield, it aroused thousands of points of light, falling like rain, which was very beautiful.
They all thought that the demons were struggling and would soon lose, so they clapped their hands and cheered.
Mu Chen, Bai Xiu, and the captured humans could not see through the sword light. They only saw the male cultivators looking so elated that they thought the demons were going to lose, and they became more and more resentful and unwilling in their hearts.
However, Liu Xiaozhi was familiar with his subordinates and had long seen that they were strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He knew they could not hold on for long, so he became uneasy.
If they lost, would the immortals on the Cloud Boat help them suppress the demons? He had no hope.
The immortals are the most aloof and will not kneel down to clean up his mess.
However, this demon is very powerful, and it seems that he is at least at the level of a Demon Lord. Don’t you think that she is overstepping her bounds by interfering in the affairs of the human race?
A fierce glint flashed in Liu Xiaozhi's eyes as he shouted at the demon, "The demons and immortals already have a peace agreement. You are wantonly interfering in human affairs. Are you trying to unilaterally break the agreement and declare war on the immortals?"
If she admitted this, then the Immortal Clan could not sit idly by, and she would not be able to report to the Demon Clan either.
Upon hearing this, the Nine Golden Core Sons knew that it was pointless to continue attacking. They sheathed their swords and began to criticize Chi Li, "The State Lord is right. Now is the critical moment for the immortals and demons to negotiate peace. We will not fight with a demon like you. If you know what's good for you, leave now!"
Chi Li raised her eyes and looked at them, her voice calm, "No, I have no interest in interfering in the affairs of the human race. I just can't stand you bullying my good disciple."
Liu Xiaozhi sneered, "A good immortal clan actually worships the demon clan as their master. How shameful! If that's the case, then you should quickly take this traitor and get out of Zhongzhou!"
The cultivators on the cloud boat fell silent, looking at Qiu Qianling with contempt.
Mu Chen lowered his eyes, his gaze dim. As expected, no one in this world could resist the power of the Lord of Zhongzhou. Even if there was, they would not come to help them. This escape was doomed to fail.
However, rather than being captured and becoming a puppet without self like her mother, she would rather fight and die, and not give them any chance to deprive her of her spirit pearl.
At that moment, a scrutinizing gaze fell upon her. She looked up, and suddenly met a pair of red eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. It was that demon.
The other person's eyes were cold and distant, as if he had never taken the human race seriously.
As if to confirm her suspicion, the other party spoke in a cold voice, "The life and death of the human race is indeed irrelevant to the demon race, but they will protect every member of the tribe—"
Her voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly, as if she was speaking right next to their ears. The voice was cold and crisp, like water hitting ice, and it made everyone who heard it clear their minds.
Everyone looked at the white-horned demons shrouded in golden light.
Even Fentian sat up straight, and Yinghuang held his breath.
Chi Li looked at Mu Chen, "So, do you want to join the demon clan?"
"What?" Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, then realized, "I do!"
Before this, she had vaguely learned from Luo Yuan about the ways to become a demon. One was to practice magic skills, and the other was to use demonic energy to temper the spiritual roots.
But no matter which method is used, it is very difficult and painful. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the evil spirit and die.
She looked confused, "But...how do I join the demon tribe?"
The white-horned demon curved his eyes, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Let me change the laws of this world for you."
As she finished speaking, a string of blood-colored runes appeared and swirled around her, eventually forming a huge blood-colored pattern. It flew over everyone's heads, over the cloud boat, and was imprinted in the blue sky, emitting a brilliant red light.
Everyone looked up at the sky and was stunned by the huge blood-red pattern.
An inverted pear shape with a curved arc extending from both sides. What is this?
"Rule one: Anyone who uses a man's heart blood to draw magic patterns on his body will become a demon." A dangerous and bewitching voice sounded.
What? What kind of a rule is this?
No, does this demon really think he is a god? He even changes the rules. It's ridiculous!
Liu Xiaozhi thought that the demons were really going to use some magic to turn Mu Chen into a demon, but when he heard these weird words, he laughed so hard that his mouth split open.
"Hahahaha, stop making people laugh. Take that traitor and get out of here. Otherwise, if a war between immortals and demons breaks out, you won't be able to bear the responsibility, right?"
A male Jindan cultivator followed suit and shouted, "That's right, the demons, get out of here! Stop trying to deceive people! We don't welcome you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a blinding white light flash before his eyes. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his body, and his spiritual energy began to leak out crazily. Looking down, he saw a bloody blade piercing his heart.
Qiu Qianling, who had been meditating and practicing, opened his eyes at some point, and the aura of the Golden Core Realm emanated from his body.
The male cultivator opened his mouth in disbelief, "How...how could you possibly be promoted..."
Qiu Qianling slowly stood up and stretched out her hand towards the bloody blade. The bloody blade had not yet absorbed all the blood, and it shook the handle reluctantly, but still pulled itself out of the male cultivator's body and flew back into her hand.
The male cultivator was still alive. He covered his chest with his hands and knelt on the ground.
Qiu Qianling glanced to the side and sneered, "Who wants this man's heart blood?"
She had no doubt about Chi Lan's words.
Mu Chen stood there in a daze, his eyes full of struggle. Is it really possible?
Deep within her heart, a voice questioned her, "Are you truly ready to abandon humanity? Can you truly step on their blood and become a demon? Can you truly endure the scorn and abuse of humanity, living forever in the dark and despised demonic realm?"
She paused in her forward steps.
In this moment of hesitation, a figure rushed over before her.
It’s Bai Xiu.
She inserted one hand into the male cultivator's heart, took the blood from the apex of the heart, and scribbled two strokes on her exposed forearm to draw a magic pattern.
No one around reacted.
When they came to their senses and raised their swords to deal her a fatal blow, the solidified magic pattern on Bai Xiu's arm suddenly burst out with a dazzling blood light. Everyone subconsciously narrowed their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, Bai Xiu in front of them was gone.
Instead, there was a tall and strong demon with two curved and sharp black horns on his forehead.
Everyone's eyes widened and breathing became difficult. The words of the demon actually came true!
She actually changed the rules!
Their faces were uglier than each other, and none of them could accept the facts before them.
Mu Chen's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with indescribable joy and excitement. Yes, this was what she wanted!
In the ancient palace, Fentian suddenly jumped up from his chair, "This is impossible!"
Ying Huang appeared calm on the surface, but her heart was already in turmoil. She turned around and walked out of the palace with the demons.
Fentian asked loudly, "Where are you going?"
Ying Huang turned around and glanced at him calmly, "The demon clan will not give up any of their members."
Since Bai Xiu has become a demon, they have a reason to bring her back from Zhongzhou.
Fentian was speechless and could no longer utter a word of objection.
A gust of wind blew by, and Shadow Phoenix and the demons quickly disappeared in front of the palace gate.