Du Yuxiu's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
How could this be...?
That chain was a precious magical artifact refined by an ancient demon lord, and it has always been the treasure of the demonic sect. Even the sect leader, Tang Siling, could not break free from it.
How could Tang Sijin, whose spiritual root was severely injured by him and who could not even freely control his transformations into Feifei and Ren, be so easily... shattered?
He remembered the cult leader saying that to break the chains, one needed to have a cultivation level of at least the Mahayana stage.
When did Tang Sijin become so powerful?
"I...I...I just said...Ahhh!"
Du Yuxiu was shaken to his core, his forehead soaked in cold sweat, and he was unable to speak normally.
However, Si Jin didn't give him a chance to speak before burning his neck.
Amidst the dripping blood, it directly ripped out Du Yuxiu's fragile soul, which had just been restored.
In front of numerous demonic cultivators in the prison, it suddenly tore apart.
The soul shattered into several pieces, which landed on the demonic cultivators, and then dissipated completely in a short while.
An atmosphere of pain permeated the entire cell.
Holding swords and knives, the black-clad demonic cultivator, who had originally intended to kill Si Jin, was already trembling with fear.
Weapons clattered and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the boy who had killed and shattered souls turned around with a smile and spoke gently.
"Don't you think it would be more appropriate to find out someone's cultivation level before killing them?"
Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivators immediately prostrated themselves on the ground in unison.
"Welcome, Second Young Master, to assume the new leadership of the Demonic Sect!"
Once the first batch was ready, a second batch followed.
In just one day, Si Jin was surrounded by demonic cultivators and sat in the position of sect leader.
He arrived at the main hall of the Demonic Sect, raised his hand, and smashed Tang Siling's throne. "I don't like it. Get a new one."
"yes!"
… …
Si Jin wandered around the Demonic Sect and destroyed almost everything she considered dirty.
Even the palace was rebuilt by the demonic cultivators.
That night, Mu Linyuan brought Tang Siling, who had no spiritual roots.
Because Si Jin was in charge, there was no obstruction whatsoever.
Even the demonic cultivators who were usually oppressed by Tang Siling cheered and jumped for joy.
Tang Siling never expected that his meticulously planned scheme would be completely destroyed by Si Jin in just one day.
Instead, he became a prisoner.
So when Mu Linyuan threw him in front of Si Jin, he was so angry he almost ground his teeth to powder.
Tang Sijin, the younger brother of the twin demons of the Demonic Sect, isn't he just there to be used as a stepping stone for his older brother?
If it weren't for his mother protecting him back then, Tang Sijin would have been killed by him long ago, which would have helped him increase his cultivation!
If it weren't for my mother...
"Where is Mother?" Si Jin didn't want to waste words with him, so she asked about the whereabouts of the original owner's birth mother.
Xiao Yao said that the original owner's mother was imprisoned by Tang Siling and suffered greatly.
He searched the Demonic Sect all day but didn't see a single person.
But the original owner's wish was to go home and see her mother again.
"Mother...Mother...Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing this title, Tang Siling suddenly burst into laughter.
The sinister voice was filled with a malicious glee: "That foolish old woman's spiritual roots were already uprooted by me and sacrificed to the Demon Lord."
"It's said that those who offer sacrifices to the Demon Lord will gain his favor, and look..."
As Tang Siling spoke, she actually gritted her teeth and stood up, despite her numerous wounds.
"Even if I lose my spiritual root now, I can still... regenerate."
"I wanted your spiritual root before only because I didn't want to suffer the agony of it leaving my body, which felt like I was going to die."
"But now, with Immortal Mu's help, it's no longer necessary."
"Moreover, the more my spiritual root is regenerated, the more powerful I become."
As he spoke, spiritual energy condensed in his hands once more.
Lightning and fire flashed, carrying the power of the early Mahayana stage, and were aimed directly at Si Jin on the main seat.
He struck out with a palm.
boom--
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