Just when the demon god's soul was about to penetrate Xiang Sheng's eyebrows, a terrifying sword light suddenly lit up, and in less than the blink of an eye, it split the demon god's soul into two halves.
"ah!"
The demon god's soul screamed and flew away from Xiang Sheng at a rapid speed, terrified.
This is the cold current of Feishuang Mirror. Even if it is just a weak trace, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand. How can Xiang Sheng still use any means to hurt it?
Moreover, he actually split his soul apart with one sword?!
His soul is so powerful that the true energy of ordinary cultivators cannot hurt him at all. There is only one type of person that he is most afraid of.
A sword cultivator! A sword cultivator who has mastered the sword's will.
The demon god cursed in his heart.
Damn it!
He waited for thousands and thousands of years, and finally found a blood food that could strengthen him and restore his soul. Unexpectedly, under the weak appearance of the blood food, there was actually a hunter's face.
Without thinking too much, the demon god retreated into the statue and immediately flew out of Xiang Sheng's palm to escape.
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes, and the dark blue ice layer that froze most of his body suddenly exploded with a "bang", turning into countless fragments that shot out and knocked the statue out of the air and onto the ground.
The flying sword flashed with an arc of light and returned to his body.
Xiang Sheng picked up the Demon God statue and exited the gate, a half-smile on his face: "Master Demon God, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid of chilling the heart of a devout believer?"
The dark red luster of the demon god statue flickered. His voice was as sinister as before, but with a less confident tone. "This is all a misunderstanding. This god was testing your ability to adapt to changing circumstances. Hahahaha... I didn't expect that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like you could master such a profound technique as sword intent."
"Sword Intention?"
Xiang Sheng's mind moved. She sealed her body with the Four Extremes Prohibition. She could still sense the outside world, but her sense of herself was extremely slow. Although she vaguely sensed that there was something extra in the sword energy when she was in Wangjia Village, she could not see clearly what it was.
Although this demon god has bad intentions, his eyes are very sharp and it is impossible for him to admit his mistake.
Did she really master the sword spirit that the sword madman talked about? She originally wanted to use the sword training technique, but now she saved herself the trouble.
Xiang Sheng thought this in his heart, but he did not show any strange expression on his face. He smiled slightly and said, "It's just a trivial trick, not worth mentioning. I am truly flattered that Master Demon God has taken so much trouble to plan this."
The demon god looked at Sheng, who still had a friendly smile on his face, but he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
If the other party was excited and angry, and emotionally unstable, he would still have a way to evade it, but he was so calm that the demon god knew that his original method would be useless.
After much thought, it simply put away its smile and said sinisterly, "Mortal girl, considering you have some strength, I won't waste any more words with you. Why don't we make a deal?"
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me about it."
The demon god statue glowed redder. "You have sword power protecting you, hidden within this statue itself, and you cannot destroy it. Neither you nor I can do anything to the other. How about we each show our sincerity? If you provide me with enough soul blood to recover, I will help you find the gate to the Underworld. How do you do that?"
"The gate to the Underworld?" Xiang Sheng asked.
The demon god immediately said, "That's the huge gate you saw in the illusion. It's the entrance to the Underworld. It was built by the Puppet Sect's leader back then to prevent the Underworld from invading Dongzhou."
The leader of the Puppet Sect!
Xiang Sheng's pupils shrank slightly. After many years, she heard news about this sect again, and the person who was the sect leader was also the one.
Grabbing the statue, Xiang Sheng continued walking forward, pretending to ask casually as he walked, "What kind of sect is this Gui Sect? How come I've never heard of it?"
"That great catastrophe in ancient times destroyed the entire Dongzhou cultivation world. How could you, a young kid who had only been practicing for a short time, know about it?"
The demon god became unusually talkative at this moment, telling everything he knew, "This Puppet Sect was the dominant sect in Dongzhou in ancient times. It was the only one that was second to none in the entire Dongzhou.
The leader of Guizong has four disciples, among whom the eldest disciple Jianfeng is the most famous. He is known as the Sword Sect Master at a young age..."
The demon god was still talking, but Xiang Sheng had already lost his focus when he heard this.
Sword Wind, the Sword Madman...
A hint of realization flashed across Xiang Sheng's eyes. After she talked about the mysterious old man and the two ancient cities, Crazy Sword's attitude towards her changed, and he even taught her the art of sword cultivation.
She guessed correctly from the beginning. It was all because she was mistakenly identified as the heir of the Puppet Sect.
The sword madman, that was actually the young master of the Puppet Sect.
The Puppet Sect that suffered a catastrophe that year did not die out, but simply hid in a small secret realm.
I just don't know if there are any other people alive besides Jianfeng.
"Little mortal girl, are you listening?"
The demon god's voice brought Xiang Sheng back to her senses. She looked down at the statue in her hands with a slightly cold gaze, "You're not right."
The demon god was stunned.
"You've been asleep for who knows how long, and your soul power is limited, so you really can't do anything to me. But I... do have a way to deal with you."
When Xiang Sheng said this, the demon god's heart skipped a beat. What did it see?
Xiang Shengpan fiddled with the stone statue in his hand. "My strength is limited, so I can't destroy this statue, but I do have a way to seal you. I still remember that before I left, an elder warned me not to put you into the storage ring. Is this... your shortcoming?"
Upon hearing this, the demon god sneered, "You think you can seal me with just a storage ring? You're dreaming!"
Xiang Sheng stopped talking nonsense, a red light flashed between his fingers, and a blood ring appeared.
The moment the demon god saw the blood-red ring, his expression changed, "Wait! This god..."
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