Chapter 46 Chapter 46 “If she died, I would be so sad…
Shejiang took two steps back and watched the team continue to move forward, getting farther and farther away, and no one noticed him.
He frowned and hesitated for a moment, then resolutely turned around and strode back the way he came.
He wants to leave the demon world.
He knew that this journey would be dangerous, but he had his own plans and was willing to walk through fire and water.
But if Yao Ning died, his plan would be completely ruined.
He had smelled the stench of death, the smell of rotting flesh, once before.
That was his father, a man of striking beauty, who had controlled the Southern Territory Snake Caverns for centuries with ruthless tactics, siring countless concubines and children. Over these long years, his consciousness had completely merged with his natal snake, engaging in bloody slaughter and debauchery, all day long.
He broke into his father's bedroom, and only after the gauze curtain was lifted did the man realize that someone had quietly approached him, bypassing the heavy guards and thousands of poisonous snakes.
The shadow of death looms over one's head, and the smell of decay makes one nauseous.
Shejiang smelled this smell for the first time in his life, frowned, then raised his knife and chopped his father off silently and hastily.
This is some kind of prophet engraved in the blood.
Shejiang knew that Yao Ning was probably going to die.
He followed Yao Ning, but he could not follow a dead man.
The snake moved extremely fast and arrived at the exit in a short while.
But the exit that was once accessible freely can no longer be sensed.
He released his spiritual consciousness and blasted out his spiritual power, causing the air to surge and startle the birds in the sky, but the void remained motionless.
A drop of sweat fell from the corner of Snake's forehead.
He took a breath and looked up at the sky.
From the moment they stepped into the demon world, every move they made must have been seen by the silkworm.
He was an insignificant person, so Jiangcan probably wouldn't care.
But he saw through the demon world's murderous intentions towards Yao Ning.
The silkworm will not let him go easily.
After realizing this, Shejiang's heart sank.
If they can't get out of the demon world, they can only catch up with the team as soon as possible. With Shang Linran and the Buddhist disciples of Brahma Temple here, this group of people will have no problem keeping their lives.
Thinking this, he took a step forward.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into a transparent surface of water, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the shape of the descending snake.
Mist rose on the water, hazy and ethereal, and filled the air.
In the curling cold fog, Shejiang could hear his own heartbeats getting heavier and heavier.
Boom.
Boom!
Boom! !
Dense beads of sweat appeared on the white forehead, and the scales of the dormant green snake on the neck exploded and slowly crawled along the young man's body.
Shejiang felt the fear as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
An ambiguous trail of water was left on the fair skin where the green snake swam.
Desire, desire that is magnified and distorted.
With every step Snake Jiang took, the fear and desire grew heavier, as if a solid substance was pressing down on him.
The Southern Territory Snake Cave practices with snakes, and they can smell many things.
And when these things exceed the limit that the soul can bear, backlash will come.
After killing his father, the snake began to bleed from all seven orifices, looking even more miserable and terrifying than a dead person.
Now the warm blood flowed from his ear canal, nasal cavity, mouth, and eyes again. His legs trembled and he bent down unable to bear it. His pupils closed and the light in his eyes gradually faded.
The snake's consciousness became drowsy, and extreme fear and perverted desires took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in. The muscles on his face twitched, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a trace of despair appeared in his empty eyes.
Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded, branch-shaped lightning tore through the void, and then purple lightning wandered.
Shejiang felt his body suddenly become relaxed.
Invisible shackles are removed.
Fear and desire dissipated like the tide.
His eyes gradually focused, and a white robe like a flowing cloud appeared in his field of vision.
The snake descended as if seeing a god, and grasped the edge of the clothes with gratitude: "The Demon Lord is going to kill, let's go, let's go!"
A clear voice sounded above his head: "What is this?"
When Shejiang heard the voice, he shuddered and immediately became half awake.
When I looked up, it was Chen Qian as expected.
The pain of the inner elixir exploding seemed like yesterday. Shejiang quickly let go of his hand and swallowed his saliva.
He looked into the void. The exit that he had been unable to open just now now had a hole in it, and purple electric light was still crackling at the edge.
Shejiang shuddered, then steadied his voice and said, "Du Wuzhu's Bingyanjian illusion allows people to see the most horrifying scenes and the most extreme desires.
His voice trembled, "The power used by that Peach Blossom Temple witch on the Immortal Boat is probably not even one tenth as powerful as Du Wuzhu's."
Shen Qian's brows furrowed, "Where's Yao Ning?"
*
Yao Ning felt the prying eyes gradually disappear, and the uncomfortable feeling of being pricked by needles gradually faded away.
The Demon Lord seemed to have lost interest in them.
On the Xunfeng Seal, the small black dot representing the Demon Lord was getting closer and closer. The village was left far behind them, and there was a vast expanse of water in front of them.
The wind blowing across the water brought with it moist water vapor, making people feel refreshed. Everyone had been tense all the way and now finally relaxed a little.
Shang Linran was thinking about how to wade through the water when the outline of a palace slowly emerged above the Liantian River.
The devil's aura was lingering, the phosphorescent light was faint, the pillars and floor tiles were made of white bones, exuding a chilling coldness.
A long staircase of white bones was laid down from the top of the hall, spanning the vast water surface and extending to the feet of everyone.
The location marked on the Xunfeng Seal is just ahead.
Shang Linran thought for a moment, discussed with everyone, and decided to go together.
Although they met the Demon Lord so easily, no one felt lucky.
According to the rumors, the silkworm pupae are bloodthirsty and cruel. Such a big demon cannot be judged by common sense. Perhaps if they step into the Demon Lord's Palace, they will be like sheep walking into the tiger's mouth, waiting to be killed.
However, everyone bears the heavy responsibility of maintaining the righteous path in Jiuzhou, and this trip requires them to meet the Demon Lord and clear up the misunderstanding.
The demon world acts arbitrarily and only cares about what it likes, but the immortal sect cannot ignore the lives of all living beings in the Nine Continents.
Shang Linran walked in front. Unlike the nervousness of everyone else, he remained calm and composed from beginning to end, and walked calmly.
Yao Ning looked up at Xunfeng Yin.
On the transparent barrier, the warm yellow fluorescence representing everyone was slowly approaching the black dot that had never moved.
Demon Lord, Bai Su, are you waiting for me too?
Yao Ning thought of the Battle of Zhongze, the embarrassment of escaping death, and the despair of being hunted by others.
There was a slight coldness in her eyes.
*
A simple polished bronze mirror hung in the air, bordered with patterns of phoenixes, red birds, dragons, tigers, and unicorns. The Ice and Flame Mirror, split into two halves, slowly rotated, its vermilion and black lights interlaced.
Du Wuzhu's demonic energy circulated, and he slowly spread out his hands. The Ice Flame Mirror sensed the master's intention and then opened wider. Red and black light shot up into the sky from the mirror, like a huge gauze curtain, invisibly covering the white bone palace on the water.
Bai Su snapped his fingers, and Yao Ning's figure appeared in the void again.
The woman seemed indifferent and didn't even glance over.
Bai Su raised an eyebrow in displeasure and made a "tsk tsk" sound.
"Do you think these righteous cultivators are sick?"
Du Wuzhu closed his eyes and concentrated on operating the Bingyanjian, ignoring him.
Bai Su said to himself, "Knowing there's a tiger in the mountain, I still go there. Is that bravery or sheer stupidity?"
The Demon Lord, who sat high above, spoke for the first time: "She has hatred in her heart."
The one who could make the Demon Lord speak was naturally Yao Ning.
Realizing this, Bai Su took a deep look at the masked silkworm and said with a smile, "Hate me? That's good. It will be more exciting when we fight later."
"She must be holding a grudge for putting her in danger, leaving her unable to fight back, and injuring her husband." The silkworm's voice rasped, "The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant they are."
Bai Su frowned deeply: "Ah, I forgot she has a man."
Another scene unfolded, showing an intruder in white clothes dancing at the entrance to the demon world that had been closed for a long time.
As soon as the picture unfolded in the hall, Chen Qian looked through the picture keenly and looked straight at Bai Su.
Bai Su pressed her eyes with thick eyebrows, and looked at him unwillingly.
"brush."
With a very light sound, the picture suddenly disappeared, and Bai Su leaned back suddenly.
When he raised his head, one of his eyes had turned blood red, and the color of the eyeball was almost invisible.
He gritted his teeth and smiled, "Good, good, good, you are truly worthy of being called a Taoist Lord or an Immortal Venerable."
He leaned forward and looked into the void: "I wonder how much filth is hidden in the heart of a fake pretty boy like you."
"Du Wuzhu." Bai Su leaned back in his chair, letting the blood from his eyes flow all over his face. "I'll make a deal with you. I want to see Shen Qian enter the Flame Mirror."
Du Wuzhu opened his eyes: "What are you going to do?"
Bai Su grinned and said, "Use the recording beads to record it and send a copy to every sect of the righteous path. Let him and this woman be ruined and infamous, and live a life worse than death."
Du Wuzhu glanced at the Demon Lord and saw that he was still indifferent and unconcerned, so he said, "Old rules."
After that, he said to the Demon Lord, "Your Majesty, Chen Qian tore the entrance and disrespected the Demon Lord. I will deal with him myself."
Bai Su said cautiously, "You won't take this opportunity to open a backdoor for those two women, will you?"
Du Wuzhu bowed to the Demon Lord and said, "Under your watchful eyes, I dare not act rashly."
The silkworm nodded.
Du Wuzhu retreated, and only Jiangcan and Bai Su were left in the huge hall.
The Bingyanjian was turning slowly, Bai Su's face was covered in blood, his eyes were getting redder, and the stinging was becoming more and more obvious.
He didn't even frown, but just looked at the woman in the empty picture with greed. His eyes crawled over the corners of her eyes and eyebrows like a slug, and then fell on her rosy lips.
Bai Su licked his lips and asked Jiang Can, "If she couldn't withstand the Ice Flame Mirror and died in the illusion, would you be sad?"
The silkworm looked at him puzzledly: "If they are dead, they are useless. Why would I be sad?"
Bai Su didn't care. The taste of his own blood on the tip of his tongue made him excited.
He watched on the screen as Yao Ning walked up the long steps, skimmed across the water, and arrived outside the White Bone Hall.
There is only one door left.
"If she died, I would be terribly sad."
*
Shang Linran led everyone onto the bone steps, and in an evil and cold atmosphere, he pushed open the heavy door of the Demon Lord's Palace.
"Squeak—ah—"
After a long and heavy sound, they saw an empty hall.
On the barrier, the black dot overlapped with dozens of fluorescent yellow dots. The Wind Seal tracked the Demon Lord's breath here, indicating that the Demon Lord was in the hall.
The deserted temple collapsed before everyone's eyes, turning into splashing water and falling into the river.
A bright black armor was floating in the air. It was the same armor that Demon Lord Zhongze wore when he appeared.
The river water froze instantly, turning into a smooth mirror stretching for thousands of miles. Red light shot up into the sky and white mist emerged.
The ice mirror opened.
Everyone will regard themselves as the greatest fear in their lives.
*
In the Demon Lord's Palace, in the void projection, Yao Ning and his party stepped into the illusory Demon Lord's Palace.
That is the cage of Bingyanjian.
Bai Su laughed out loud, unable to contain his laughter.
He laughed and shook his head, "How naive of you to think that there would be any host-guest rules in the Demon Realm? We would just wait for you obediently here!"
"If I die in the Bingyanjian illusion, won't I not even see you for the last time?"
He expressed his genuine sorrow: "That's so sad, hahahahahahahahaha."
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