Chapter 061 Chapter 61
Yang Qingyan hid aside and quickly helped his teammates treat their injuries.
A surge of energy shot towards them, startling Yang Qingyan, who instinctively raised a barrier. A few seconds later, the expected impact didn't come. She instinctively looked up, only to see a fiery red protective barrier appear above her head, firmly encasing them.
"That senior," Yang Qingyan said in surprise. She had heard from her colleagues before that the senior holding the fan was a kind-hearted man who had helped them a lot. She hadn't expected that he even knew Taowu.
It's known that Taowu was sealed away by the Demon King three thousand years ago, so they must have known each other at least before this incident. Based on their previous conversation, it can be concluded that the boss defeated Taowu, so his strength was already very strong at that time, and it wasn't cultivated later. In other words...
"Mom, I saw a fossil, and it's still alive..." After realizing this, Yang Qingyan fell into a daze.
Yuheng placed one hand behind his back and gently raised his fan. Behind him, a vast amount of energy compressed into long, thin needles, their tips ablaze with flames, resembling ornate feathers.
In his sea of consciousness, Mo Xuanji once again clearly recognized the difference between himself and the big boss. The special moves he painstakingly crafted wouldn't even be considered a basic attack for a true big boss, and Yuheng could even easily pull off more. For no apparent reason, he suddenly remembered the black-robed figure he'd first met. Even Yuheng found this existence difficult to handle; how strong could he be?
All his fear stemmed from insufficient firepower. If only his original form had half the strength of Yu Heng, he wouldn't fear the end of the world. Damn it, when would his original form become stronger? Mo Xuanji silently shed a bitter tear.
Taowu preferred to attack with his own claws rather than flashy skills. Clearly already in high spirits, he excitedly shouted, "Great! Hahahaha, come on, more!"
"You should use a little more force, are you just tickling me so lightly?"
"Liwei, do you want to eat?" Although Taowu was beaten black and blue, he still kept on spouting sarcastic trash talk.
"Oh, this guy is struggling. Jizi, increase the strength. I am not a system if I don't rub off a layer of skin on him today!" The system conjured up a sharp brother's gesture in its mind.
System, that’s enough. This is not a bathhouse!
The fiery red and scarlet streams of light collided with each other in the sky, and Taowu's devilish laughter continued to echo in the air.
On the ground, Yang Qingyan carried the last teammate to the car and breathed a sigh of relief. As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Although there was a barrier provided by the boss, the longer they delayed, the more dangerous their companions' situation would become. It would be best to leave as soon as possible. Saying thank you or anything like that would take time until they had a chance to live.
Just as she was about to drive away, a black figure suddenly appeared and blocked her way.
It is silence.
He wiped the blood from his mouth, raised his head and looked at Yang Qingyan: "Stay here forever!"
We must not let her go back with any news about Taowu!
Yang Qingyan let out a "ha!" and raised her hand to summon a poisonous insect. While it couldn't defeat Taowu, it was more than enough to take down a nightmare. After all, her S rating wasn't something she'd gotten by chance.
After the two energies collided once more, Yuheng quickly retreated, putting some distance between him and Taowu. He landed lightly on the ground, his white jade bone fan gently closing. From a third-party perspective, Yuheng appeared to be completely at ease, not even breathing irregularly. Unbeknownst to the poor little Ji, his brain cells were practically drained.
Rather than being monstrous, the demons were clearly more intelligent, their abilities more difficult to defend against. Mo Xuanji had to manipulate his armor to defend against Taowu's attacks, while also maintaining his image as a powerful figure. Crucially, he couldn't yet instantly defeat it. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat it, it just required more effort.
As for Taowu, its situation was far worse. It was flung back and landed heavily on the ground, engulfed in flames. It rolled several times on the ground before the flames were barely extinguished. Its face, blackened by smoke, was filled with fear: "Thank goodness this creature had some conscience and only used ordinary fire. If it had used anything else, it would have perished instantly."
Both sides were now exhausted, neither daring to show it, forcing themselves to stand there, trying to intimidate the other. At this point, Mo Xuanji finally understood why the protagonists in youth comics were so prone to verbal attacks. Just like in this situation, whoever made the first move was at a disadvantage, and could only resort to verbal attacks to provoke the other into action.
But at this time Yuheng had no intention of continuing to fight.
"Taowu, stop. Our goal now should be to unite against the enemy." After the previous exchange, it was clear that Taowu was very powerful. Moreover, right now, their side needed more strength. If they could subdue this fellow, it would be a powerful aid. Even if they faced those evil gods in the future, their chances of victory would be much greater.
"United against the enemy, with whom?" Taowu seemed to have heard something funny. It pointed its claws at the psychics below and said, "With this bunch of weak humans?"
"After all these years, you still haven't given up that unrealistic fantasy?" It was like a powder keg, and suddenly shouted angrily, "You'd better think clearly. You are a demon, not a human. All your decisions are only for the demon race. Humans are nothing but a burden to us. If they hadn't held us back, how could those evil gods have gotten so far!"
"All my decisions are for the demon race. Without humans, the demon race's situation will only become more difficult." Yuheng put away the smile on his face and showed a serious expression for the first time.
"Even weak humans can create their own value, and today humans have proven this through their actions. Now that both humans and demons are united against the outside world, not only humans, but also those weak demons have the right to survive. This is clearly a win-win situation."
"Taowu, put aside your prejudices and take a good look. The world today is no longer what it used to be." If Mo Xuanji wasn't worried about his character being ruined, he really wanted to say to him: Sir, times have changed.
Some people may appear eloquent on the surface, but their inner minds are actually fuming. Mo Xuanji's CPU was nearly overloaded. He had no idea about the past grudges and could only guess based on the fragments of information Taowu had revealed. The more serious Yuheng's expression was, the more vicissitudes of life he felt.
"Hahahaha... You really haven't changed at all." Taowu covered his face with his hands and laughed wildly. After a moment, he slowly lowered his hands, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes: "What I hate most is your sanctimonious appearance."
In Taowu's eyes, humans are nothing more than delicious food, good for nothing but good taste. As for those weak demons? The demon race's survival principle is the survival of the fittest, with the strong being respected and the weak condemned as sinful. Those who can't even guarantee the most basic survival have no right to call themselves demons.
Suddenly, it seemed to remember something amusing, and stared at Yuheng with burning eyes: "However, how does it feel to kill your best friend with your own hands? Watching your best friend's life slip away in your hands, that feeling must be wonderful, right? Feng, Huang."
When it spoke the last two words, it deliberately emphasized the tone, enunciating each word while staring at the person in front of it with malice.
Yuheng's expression went blank for a moment.
The amount of information was so overwhelming that Mo Xuanji was completely stunned.
What the hell? Who killed who? Who did Yuheng kill? No, then which Phoenix was it? Was it Yuheng?
Hearing the call, Ji Chen jerked his head up, staring in astonishment at Yu Heng's expressionless face. His lips trembled, and Yang Qingyan seized upon his flaw and delivered a powerful blow. Even so, his gaze remained fixed on Yu Heng, unwavering.
For the first time, Mo Xuanji lost control of his expression and subconsciously called out to the system. The system, seemingly furious, suppressed its anger, "Don't listen to it. Yuheng would never kill his own friends, not to mention that his past experiences are all fabricated."
This sentence seemed to awaken Mo Xuanji. Yes, Yuheng itself was a fiction, a puppet without a past... But why did his heart ache dully, as if the original body had been stabbed through the heart?
Yuheng raised his fan to his lips, his lips curling up again, though this time the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Since you're so stubborn, there's no need for me to hold back."
For the first time, a fiery red light lit up in those beautiful phoenix eyes.
Taowu laughed again: "Finally you're getting serious."
…
The sword was stuck heavily into the ground, and Shen Liuxue barely managed to stand up by holding the sword.
The car was scrapped and was emitting billowing black smoke not far away.
Mo Xuanji was still in a coma, and Zhu Changan used his body to protect him, preventing him from suffering any further harm.
"Despicable! They actually used a trap!" Shen Liuxue finally couldn't help cursing. Now the three of them were either seriously injured or unconscious. Let alone fighting, even running away was a problem.
The man in black robe stretched out his right hand. His nails were like the claws of some ferocious beast, sharp and with curved hooks, which could easily tear off the skin and flesh of the prey.
"Are you desperate? Hand over the guy in black to me, maybe I will be kind enough to let you go." Under the hood was a crazy smiling face.
Shen Liuxue's heart sank to the bottom. Sure enough, their target was Xuanji. But why? Was there anything about Xuanji worth fighting for? She didn't say anything, but the way she held her sword silently announced her choice.
"You're dreaming, don't even think about it!"
"Okay, okay." The black-robed man suddenly clapped his hands. "A man so loyal and righteous must be more delicious than ordinary people. It's the same if you eat him first and then take him back to report."
"Liuxue!"
"I know. Come on."
…
In his sea of consciousness, Mo Xuanji looked at two perspectives, one to his left and one to his right, and for the first time, he felt a headache. On one side was a ferocious beast that was likely to continue wreaking havoc on the area, and on the other side were his companions on the brink of life and death. Neither of them was something Mo Xuanji could easily abandon. At this moment, he wished he could cut himself in half with a single blow.
The system couldn't help but curse.
"What a good time to pick." Such a targeted coincidence, if the system was not 100% sure that no one else would find out, it would have suspected that someone was deliberately targeting them.
Yuheng's attacks continued, his speed increasing, unconsciously increasing his energy output. He wanted to end the fight quickly, but Taowu seemed to have suddenly awakened its cockroach spirit, becoming exceptionally resistant to attacks. He couldn't incapacitate it quickly.
What to do... Before getting rid of Taowu, Yuheng absolutely cannot leave. Not only is he eyeing Taowu's power, but the enemy is also eyeing it. Letting go at this time is like planting a time bomb for his own side.
But what about his companions? Even if he could regain consciousness briefly, what could he do with his severely damaged body?
Mo Xuanji struggled to maintain his composure, his mind racing. He suddenly remembered that when he first transformed back into a demon, Yan had given him a feather. When he lit the feather, Yan would sense it and rush over to take him back to his tribe.
As long as they could ignite the feather and shake Yan over, the crisis on the main body would be resolved. However, the companions didn't know where the feather was, and they didn't even have the chance to look for it.
Taowu was now in full force, closely watching Yuheng's movements. If he showed any weakness, Taowu would bite his vitals.
"System, can you control my body?" Giving up control of my body, regardless of whether the other party was trustworthy or not, carried considerable risk. But this was the only solution.
"No!" The system refused without a second thought. It hesitated for a few seconds before finally making up its mind: "Jizi, do you want to try soul division?"
"Split soul?"
"Yes, the principle of the Soul Splitting Technique is to split a part of your soul and control another body through the connection between the soul fragments. I will protect your soul. The short-term split won't be a big problem, but it will be very painful when the soul is torn apart."
"Child, can you bear it?"
"Yes." Mo Xuanji didn't hesitate at all. For him, as long as he didn't die, it was fine.
The system's action was swift. Mo Xuanji felt a chill in his consciousness as another perspective suddenly appeared before his eyes. Unlike the dual perspectives just now, this time it was like playing a split-screen game on the same phone, with his left hand controlling the main account and his right hand the secondary account.
After a moment, as if his nerves had finally reacted, he felt a sharp pain in his mind. It was as if someone was rubbing a rusty saw back and forth across the wound, cleaving him in two.
"This is not... ordinary pain..." Mo Xuanji almost couldn't control Yuheng's movements.
The system remained silent. After an unknown amount of time, a warm current surged into his sea of consciousness, easing some of the pain. Only then did Mo Xuanji finally have the energy to control his main body's movements.
Taowu seized the momentary weakness and delivered a relentless blow. Laughing heartily, its body trembling with excitement, it said, "Phoenix, I can sense that your authority as a divine beast has long since vanished. I wonder how you've gotten yourself into this state over the years!"
Zhu Changan spat out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, he noticed that the person on his back seemed to move.
"Xuanji?"
Mo Xuanji lowered her head and didn't respond to his call. Double-opening was indeed somewhat difficult, like asking the left hand to draw a circle and the right hand to draw a square. Despite trying hard to restrain herself, both sides would still uncontrollably make the same movement.
Perhaps due to the split soul, a massive surge of energy continuously surged from Mo Xuanji's heart. Without time to think, he instinctively mobilized that energy.
The man in black robe was unaware of this. He looked at the unconscious Mo Xuanji with determination in his eyes.
"Really? If you just handed him over, wouldn't you have to suffer so much?"
On Zhu Chang'an's back, Mo Xuanji slowly opened his eyes. Under the shocked gazes of Shen Liuxue and Zhu Chang'an, he slowly floated up and raised one hand, powerful wind elements flowing through his hand.
The black-robed man's pupils suddenly contracted. "It's the wind! How could it be the wind? This breath..."
Zhu Changan covered a wound on his body with a grin, muttering, "No way, so Xuanji also has hidden powers?"
"Something's not right." A trace of worry flashed in Shen Liuxue's eyes.
Unlike usual, Mo Xuanji's gaze was too cold at this moment. He was clearly looking ahead, but his eyes seemed empty, and nothing could be reflected in his eyes.
Normally, Mo Xuanji gave people the feeling of a burning flame hidden under the ice, but at this moment he was like a whole piece of thousand-year-old ice.
The man in black robes no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning. He dropped to his knees with a plop, trembling all over, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He couldn't even speak clearly: "I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't know this child was yours..."
"Mo Xuanji" had a blank expression on his face. He raised his hand, and his eyes reflected the raging green wind.
"Although I only have one tenth of my strength now, it's more than enough to deal with you."
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