Just as they were wondering, they saw Tang Siling's body and the Demon Lord's soul gradually begin to merge.
Xiao Yao carried her small camera back to her sea of consciousness and explained things to the best of her ability.
"My lord, the Demon Lord was injured by your attack and only managed to escape by separating his soul."
[Upon escaping the blood pool, he began searching for Tang Siling, who had gained his power, attempting to possess Tang Siling and once again wreak havoc on the world, displaying his former glory.]
At this moment, Tang Siling's soul had likely already been swallowed by him!
"I see." Si Jin smiled nonchalantly: "It seems that I was too casual in my attack in the blood pool, which allowed me to escape death."
Then next time I fight, I'll be a little more serious.
Xiao Yao: 【=( )】
That demon lord is really unlucky, really unlucky.
Wouldn't it be better to die completely in one go?
While everyone was still stunned, the Demon Lord had already slowly stood up using Tang Siling's body.
He was surrounded by black mist, and his eyes turned scarlet.
When he looked at Si Jin, his tangible anger transformed into black mist that rose up, almost engulfing the entire training ground.
That's the kid.
The blow he received from beneath the blood pool nearly cost him his life!
How could you be so shameless?
Is he the descendant of Yun Deng, the one who sealed him away?
The Demon-Slaying Sect was a major sect dedicated to slaying demons. Upon seeing this, the Grand Elder instinctively spoke up and charged ahead: "Form the formation!"
The other three elders immediately raised their hands to gather spiritual energy and created a small array.
At this point, all the sects of the immortal realm finally saw through Tang Siling's true colors.
Knowing that he had already submitted to the Demon Lord, he took revenge on the Demon Lord for the murder of his sect's disciples.
They all joined the Demon-Slaying Sect's formation to help kill the demons.
The Fifth Elder had no spiritual power, and upon seeing the scene, he was immediately frightened and ran away.
Fu Jiayi, however, braced himself and joined the formation once again.
However, it was just standing there, not emitting any spiritual power at all.
He's not stupid; he's waiting to claim the credit later.
I will absolutely not waste a single bit of spiritual energy here.
The formation is a circle, and everyone must do their best.
Fu Jiayi refused, and since his spiritual power was lacking, the other sect leaders who set up the formations would naturally have to share the burden.
The sect leaders were already panting heavily from expending energy setting up the formation.
And Fu Jiayi's cunning and deceit only made things worse.
Those with weaker cultivation were already bleeding from all seven orifices, kneeling on the ground, yet still stubbornly holding on.
But at that moment, Fu Jiayi suddenly left his seat.
It gathered all its spiritual power and charged straight at the Demon Lord in the center of the formation!
It seems that those people have almost suppressed the Demon Lord, so let him deliver a fatal blow!
Even if we kill the Demon Lord, the various sects of the immortal realm will still respect and honor him!
Mu Linyuan and Tang Sijin stand on the opposite side of him, and sooner or later they will be forgotten by the world and cursed for all eternity!
Fu Jiayi's eyes gleamed with excitement as he prepared to strike the Demon Lord in the chest.
*Pfft*
Blood fell to the ground.
Fu Jiayi lowered his eyes, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at his bloodied chest, which had been pierced by the Demon Lord's bare hands.
He ultimately underestimated the Demon Lord's power...
Fu Jiayi's spiritual root was uprooted and directly digested by the Demon Lord.
With a sinister grin, he broke through the formation set up by the elders and the sect leader, knocking them all to the ground.
With a ruthless gaze, she charged towards Si Jin.
Mu Linyuan raised his hand, and the Demon-Subduing Sword appeared.
With a "whoosh," his arm was severed.
At the same time, Si Jin's divine power spread out and grabbed the neck of the Demon Lord who was constantly wailing.
He was stripped of all his strength and left hanging stiffly in mid-air.
"Ugh, how boring." The boy's bright peach blossom eyes flashed, and he stepped past Mu Linyuan, taking two steps forward: "Demon Lord, I finally managed to get a little bit serious, just a tiny bit, and you couldn't even last a little longer? How come you're so easily defeated?"
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