The dim underground cell was covered with dried blood and filled with a pungent smell of blood.
Ever since Wu Yun followed Zhiya back to the Buddhist sect, his cultivation had been abolished and he had been imprisoned here.
Even he didn't know that there was such a place within the Buddhist sect.
The screams of pain kept echoing in his ears, but he just sat in the corner in a daze.
His cultivation had long been destroyed and he could do nothing, let alone seek revenge.
Logically speaking, what's the point of him living in this situation?
But he still refused to give in and refused to die like this.
If he died.
He never had the chance to take revenge.
I won't be able to see her anymore, and I won't have the chance to remind her that the leader will only use her, so she must stay as far away from the leader as possible.
At this time, a rustling sound was heard, and a man covered in filth appeared beside Wuyun.
Although Wu Yun didn't know why this person appeared in his cell, he no longer had any interest in him at this time.
Maybe death would be better for him.
“Are you Wu Yun???”
The visitor spoke hoarsely.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a fishy smell came out, which finally made Wu Yun react.
He nodded, tilting his head slightly.
"Your master and I have been friends for many years."
Wu Yun still ignored him.
Because he naturally knew all of his master's old friends. The man in front of him was covered in stains, and even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still tell.
He didn't even know him.
"It's normal that you don't recognize me, because with this level of cultivation, I can never be seen in public. My relationship with your master has always been unknown. This time, I wanted to save him, but I didn't expect... I'm powerless."
"Are you a demon cultivator?"
When Wu Yun heard that this man was trapped because of saving his master, he immediately reacted.
"You can indeed call me that. But I just practice a special method. As long as we have good intentions and stick to our original intentions, we are actually no different from those who practice the righteous way. But why can't this world tolerate people like me?"
The man said with an expectant look, "I heard from your master that a demonic sect has emerged in your cultivation world. They've opened their doors to anyone with special skills and a history of never doing evil. They can join the sect and receive its protection. Do you know anything about the sect?"
Although the man's face was covered in stains, his eyes were bright and sparkling, as if he was full of expectations for the Demon Cult.
Perhaps to those cultivators, the Demon Cult is just a big thorn in the cultivation world, and its appearance in the cultivation world is to annoy them, but to these demon cultivators who have been suppressed to the point of being worse than pigs and dogs.
The Demonic Cult is the only place they can rely on and their only home.
Wu Yun suddenly understood why the other people in the Demon Sect were so supportive of their leader, because it was she who gave them a home to settle down.
"I've been staying in the Demon Cult for a while now. You're absolutely right. It's a pity that we..."
Wu Yun shook his head helplessly.
Now that they are here, they have no chance.
"Although I don't have a chance, you do. I hope you can go check on the Demon Cult for me. And I also hope you can bring a letter to my only granddaughter. If you have a chance, I also hope you can save her when she is in danger."
"I'm already a useless person..."
Before Wu Yun could finish his bitter words, he saw the man slap him on the body.
In an instant, Wu Yun felt something taking shape in his sea of consciousness. At the same time, his dantian, which had been beaten into pieces, suddenly became violent and raged.
Di Yange controlled his clone and was thinking about how Wu Yun became a demon cultivator in the plot.
After all, in the plot, the one named Yan Wu seems to be a demon cultivator.
The kind with hair.
As for Wu Yun's shiny head, it is still a question whether he can grow more hair.
So... never mind, let's take him back to the Demon Cult first and study him slowly.
As she was thinking, she had already arrived at the Buddhist sect.
As usual, she found someone who knew the way to lead the way.
As soon as she arrived at the Buddhist sect, she sneaked in, intending to capture Zhiya first.
As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as we catch him, everything will be fine.
Only a short period of time passed and the Buddhist sect returned to its original state.
It seems to be no different from before.
Di Yange soon found Zhiya meditating to recover from his injuries at the place where he met him last time.
I'm really lucky that this guy is still at the critical moment of recovering his cultivation.
Isn't this opportunity here?
The soul-forbidden formation is activated.
This formation can make those cultivators feel like they are in heaven, and Zhiya must like it too.
Zhiya, who was meditating, felt that his spiritual energy was being sucked away continuously. He was at the critical moment, but most of his spiritual power was sucked away in an instant.
Failed to recover from injury.
When he opened his eyes with a sad face, he saw Di Yange's annoying smiling face.
“It’s… it’s you!!!”
"Hey, you're awake? Let's get down to business. Either hand Wu Yun over, or I'll cripple you."
Emperor Yan Ge was straightforward. After all, delay will lead to changes, and this is an eternal saying.
"you……"
"What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense and talk about Wu Yun. Is he dead?"
This made Di Yange feel a little unhappy.
I finally waited for a villain, but he died before he even appeared.
Can we still live like this?
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, there was a loud bang outside.
Emperor Yange remained indifferent to this.
After all, even if the Buddhist sect exploded, it would have nothing to do with her, and she just wanted her little villain.
"Oh no! Something's happened. The cell is ruined."
The sound coming from outside made Zhiya's face change on the spot.
If something happened to Wuyun, he wouldn't know how to deal with this crazy kid in front of him.
As soon as Di Yange saw his expression, he knew something was wrong.
"Did something happen to Wu Yun?"
Zhiya finally compromised and said, "Boy, you have taken away all the treasures of our sect. Can you let me go???"
Just when the two were in a stalemate, Di Yange clearly heard someone calling Wu Yun in the chaos.
So she left the forbidden spirit formation alone.
As for what will happen to Zhiya who is trapped in it, no one knows.
Anyway, it’s not a big deal and I won’t die.
As soon as Di Yange came out, he saw a handsome man in a green shirt grabbing a Buddhist monk and sucking his energy.
A thick black aura emanated from his entire body, his eyes were bloodshot and evil, and he looked like he had lost his mind.
Especially the long hair that was flying all over her head like ink splashes. If you didn’t look carefully, you really couldn’t recognize it was Wu Yun.
Wow, this is the correct way to practice magic.
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