Chapter 196 [Alien Species] Star Devouring Demon 2
"Mu Chi!" Jing Yinchuan looked at Mu Chi angrily. This was his beloved whip, and it was broken just like that. He must seek justice!
He summoned the demon soldiers and waved his hands to attack everyone, while he stepped forward to confront Mu Chi.
"The Valley Master broke my whip. What do you want to do with me?" He said through gritted teeth. "I've made up my mind. I'll take your life!"
"Get out of the way."
Mu Chi's voice seemed to be quenched by ice. The Wanxue sword was across his chest, and the blade reflected his cold pale face.
"Take my life?" He sneered. "You think you deserve it?" Before he finished speaking, the sword's intent had already begun to move. The tip of Wanxue's sword stirred up a wisp of frosty wind. Before the wind arrived, the chill had already cut his face.
Jing Yinchuan's pupils shrank, and his figure instantly turned into black mist. When he solidified again, he had retreated to three feet away, with demonic flames surging in his palms.
"Want to leave?" Jing Yinchuan laughed in anger, his five fingers forming claws, and his devilish flames transformed into chains, wrapping around Mu Chi's throat like a venomous snake. "Today, I will take your life. Give my demon soldiers courage to attack the cultivation world!"
Mu Chi did not dodge or evade, but turned the sword and chopped directly at his wrist - blood splattered on the Wanxue Sword, and the sword body suddenly lit up with dark blue runes, and frost energy surged.
Sacrificing blood to the sword, the tip pointed skyward, frost condensed into an ice dragon, roaring and crashing into the demonic flame chains. The moment ice and fire collided, the chains shattered inch by inch, and a shrill scream echoed from the black fog.
"Who are you? Do you represent the demon world?" Mu Chi questioned him, "Are you really Jing Yinchuan?"
The fake Jing Yinchuan was shocked. He was not as good at scheming as the real Jing Yinchuan. He didn't know what he had done wrong to make this person who had never met Jing Yinchuan suspicious.
He knew that he could not admit it. If he did, the crime of releasing Moba would fall on his head, and he would be imprisoned in the Demon Realm. How could he achieve his hegemony?
Mu Chi didn't want to know who he was, but he was already injured, and the killing move he just used failed to repel the opponent, and he was suppressing the urge of the lens in his body to rush out, so his spiritual power could no longer flow, so he could only deal with him.
"I am Jing Yinchuan!" Jing Yinchuan raised his hand, and the devil flame condensed into a black and red crown in his palm, pressing towards Mu Chi inch by inch. "Who do you think you are? How dare you question my identity?"
Mu Chi dodged sideways and went behind Jing Yinchuan, but he did not attack him, but left quickly.
The magic demon Lin Tunxing has appeared in the illusion and needs to be dealt with quickly. Although the fake Mirror Yinchuan is very powerful, the leaders of the major sects are not pushovers either. After dealing with the magic soldiers, can't they deal with him?
Of course you can.
He was just worried that Nanhua Temple would be invaded by the demons without their knowledge, and released the Star-Devouring Demon. He thought that they wanted to take advantage of the past two thousand years, but the Star-Devouring Demon was not so easy to control.
This Star-Swallowing Demon is the only one in the world. It only recognizes the Murong clan as its master and only protects the Murong clan's people. How did they manage to move the seal to the Fantasy Forest?
He looked up at the sky and wanted to jump down, but was stuck by the Star-Devouring Demon. He touched his chest, and the lens hidden inside was ready to move.
It will be over soon...
The lens buzzed in Mu Chi's chest, like a heart that had been imprisoned for a thousand years, eager to break out of the bones.
"Bear with it for three more breaths." He whispered to coax it, as if to coax himself.
He took off the round jade from his waist and urged his spiritual power. The round jade absorbed his spiritual power and turned it into spiritual thread, guiding him to find the Juque.
The round jade trembled, and the spiritual thread broke through the air like a silver snake, pointing directly to the deepest part of the illusion forest - there, a dead giant locust tree opened its huge black mouth, and Juque was lying there.
He rushed forward excitedly, but before he got within three feet, he was flung away. He was hit against a tree, fell down, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"So Master Mugu wants this Juque," Jing Yinchuan had already escaped and come looking for him. "You already have the precious sword Wanxue, why do you want this piece of junk?"
Mu Chi propped himself up, his eyes fixed on what was in Jing Yinchuan's hand.
"Why are you here?"
"Why am I here?" Jing Yinchuan laughed as if he'd heard a ridiculous joke. "You didn't think those people could trap me, did you? The cultivation world has been peaceful for so long, haven't they forgotten how powerful the demons are? Aside from that Jiang Yao who has some skills, the others are really weak. How can they do anything to me?"
"What are you going to do?"
"I thought I had made it clear enough. Master Mugu, don't you understand?" Jing Yinchuan paused. "This article is naturally about attacking the cultivation world and ascending to the position of Demon Lord."
In the Demon Palace of the Demon Realm, the Ten Thousand Bone Sword inserted in the center of the palace was made by the first generation Demon Lord. Whoever can pull it out and make the other party recognize him as the second master, or take the heads of the leaders of the major sects in front of the elders of the Demon Realm, will be the new generation Demon Lord.
He knew that he could not pull out the broken sword, but he had already controlled the leaders of various sects, except Mu Chi.
"Just surrender yourself, Master Mugu."
Mu Chi tried to gather spiritual power in his hands, but he couldn't get a single bit of it. Coupled with the impact of the lens, he didn't even have a chance to fight back.
"You want to attack the world of cultivation and summon this Star Devouring Demon. Do you know that if it cannot be controlled, the Demon World will also suffer the consequences?"
Jing Yinchuan raised his eyebrows. From the very beginning, he noticed that Mu Chi was practicing alone, and he actually knew about the Star-Swallowing Demon. He didn't know anything about it. He only knew that the Jing family had been guarding a tomb. There was a seal under the tomb, which contained a giant beast that was no less powerful than the Demon Abyss.
"So what?" It wasn't Yu Shi who was responsible for the crime.
"You are simply unreasonable!" Mu Chi finally gathered some spiritual power. Just as he was about to cast a spell, a familiar voice came from a distance.
“Master!”
Both of them looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw Hua Jin and the rescued monks coming towards them.
After Hua Jin persuaded the five people, he rescued the trapped people along the way until he saw a wave of demonic energy and rushed here.
Jing Yinchuan narrowed his eyes, the demonic flames in his palm not subsiding, but rather intensifying. He glanced at Mu Chi, his lips curled in sarcasm, "So Master Mugu has a back-up plan? What a pity—" He waved his hand, and the air surrounding the two of them rose up, isolating them from outsiders.
"I don't care about these little brats. I just said so much to you only because you are the master of Hidden Valley and her successor. Now everything is coming to an end!"
Mu Chi half-knelt on the ground, his fingertips trembling, unable to even lift his hands. The lens pounded frantically against his chest, as if to tear his flesh apart, ready to face the impending end of blood and fire.
"Yeah?"
The buzzing of the lens became more and more intense, almost shattering his ribs. He closed his eyes, stained his fingertips with blood, and drew a very thin rune on the ground.
The talisman was completed, and a flash of blood appeared. Suddenly, fine cracks appeared on the inner wall of the cage, cracking like ice.
Jing Yinchuan's expression turned stern, the devilish flames in his palm surged, and the black and red crown transformed into a ferocious beast, opening its mouth and biting towards Mu Chi: "You are looking for death!"
The blood talisman exploded, and cracks instantly covered the cage. A ray of faint blue color flashed in Mu Chi's hand, and he broke free.
The originally flawless round jade now had a dark color, carrying a mysterious and elusive aura. Mu Chi stared at the round jade in shock, transformed into Lin Shiyi, and blocked the attack.
“Master——!!” Mu Chi’s pupils were about to burst. He didn’t expect that there was a trace of his soul in the round jade, which had been protecting him all these years.
Well, if that's the case, then he can forgive his master for hurting him. Actually—actually, he doesn't resent Lin Shiyi at all, and even less so Dongfang Liu. He always keeps in mind the theory his master taught him:
"Everyone has a different life path. When faced with different interests, you may stand on opposite sides, but it's not that they are against you. It's just that everyone has their own destiny and difficulties. Every person you meet in this world and every thing you do is not predetermined by heaven, but determined by your own choices."
"I hope you can understand. If you comprehend the truth, you will save yourself a lot of trouble."
"Many of the sufferings in this world are just like your life experience. They don't exist for you, but because of this world."
"If one day someone close to you stands against you, draws a knife against you, and hurts you, resentment and disgust will become the most useless things. The feelings between you have not disappeared, but are covered up by something you don't know, something the other person doesn't know, something that the world cannot see through and something that those inside cannot step out of."
"You are not wrong. Feelings will not disappear. Resentment does not arise overnight, and neither does love."
"Xiao Chi, do you understand?"
To Mu Chi, Lin Shiyi is not only his master, but also his father. He has learned a lot from Lin Shiyi, not only magic, swordsmanship, and formations. He has always respected his master.
He did not feel resentment, but he could not understand Dongfang Liu from two thousand years ago. It was just that his master was Lin Shiyi from two thousand years later, not Dongfang Liu.
So at that time, he understood that Master was in trouble.
“Master!”
Lin Shiyi didn't look back, he stared at Jing Yinchuan.
"You are the one who hurt my disciple?"
Jing Yinchuan looked at the person who suddenly appeared. The energy emanating from his body was neither demonic nor spiritual. Fear of the unknown suddenly arose in his heart. His Adam's apple moved, and the demonic flame in his palm unconsciously retracted half an inch.
Lin Shiyi raised his hand, his palm empty, and a ray of faint blue flame leaped up from his fingertips, like a piece of cold fire drawn from the depths of the underworld.
The fire did not burn the grass or trees, but it made Jing Yinchuan's eyes look ashen. "Those who hurt my disciples—"
His voice was not loud, but it sounded like thousands of swords falling to the ground, and every word was sonorous.
"——You must pay." Jing Yinchuan instinctively took a half step back, the demonic flame curled into a shield in his palm.
The next moment, the shield shattered. The dark blue flames transformed into a streak of light, piercing Jing Yinchuan's right shoulder. No flesh or blood flew, not even a splash of blood. Only a wisp of pitch-black demonic energy was forcibly torn out, forming a struggling ghost face in mid-air, emitting a shrill cry like that of an infant.
Jing Yinchuan's face turned pale instantly, and the demonic flames rolled back into his body uncontrollably, burning his meridians and making them crackle.
"You are neither a demon nor a monk..." he hissed, "What the hell are you!"
Lin Shiyi narrowed his eyes.
"Come to think of what we've met, Your Highness Yu, Yu Mian. You don't remember me, Lin Shiyi, but I do remember you. Not only are you so stupid as to not tell me, you're even pretending to be Jing Yinchuan. If Jing Yinchuan knew about this, wouldn't he target you, the Yu family?"
Yumian's heart trembled. Before he could think about who the other party was, a burst of dark-colored fireworks hit him. He had no time to think and quickly turned into demonic breath and retreated.
Lin Shiyi did not chase after him. The spell he cast on Yumian was enough to torture him for the rest of his life.
"Xiao Chi, this is the last time I will protect you. From now on, you will have to rely on yourself."
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