“A demon in the Immortal Realm…” Wukong paused for a moment, “No wonder he was able to advance to the Immortal Realm.”
It turns out that he had sacrificed half of his body.
"It's nothing more than trying to get something from a tiger." Luo Ci snorted.
"What should we do with this monster?" Niu Shanming asked Luo Ci.
“This monster can suck the life force of people. If we let it leave, the Central Continent will cease to exist,” Luo Ci said.
"Then kill him." Wukong narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Does he absolutely need a vessel?" Niu Shanming asked.
“Master Niu is right. This kind of demon cannot consume on its own. It must reside in a person’s body and then bewitch that person to do bad things,” Luo Ci said.
"Without this demon, will Jiang Laosan no longer be able to absorb human blood and energy?" Niu Shanming asked again.
“Yes.” Luo Ci nodded.
"Was the massacre of Jiang Laosan's family all orchestrated by this guy?" Wukong said, poking at the dark figure with his golden cudgel.
The shadowy figure immediately let out an angry roar.
"Can't it talk?" Wukong said, poking at it again, feeling that it was limp.
“This monster is very low-end; without a vessel, it’s just trash,” Luo Ci said.
"So weak?" Wukong said disdainfully.
Upon hearing this, the shadowy figure let out another angry roar.
"This demon is extremely resilient and will not die easily. It must have been sealed away before the path to immortality was severed, and then somehow ended up following him."
"Is it tough?" Wukong stroked his chin and used his somersault cloud to bump into the dark figure.
Click!
A golden bolt of lightning struck straight down.
Black smoke billowed from the monster that was struck, and it howled in agony.
After he finished chopping, Wukong noticed that the area of the shadow had shrunk.
"Brother Luo, is it working?" Wukong asked.
"Yes, it works." Luo Ci nodded.
Then Wukong began maneuvering his somersault cloud to crash into the dark shadow.
Screams rang out one after another.
After being struck four or five times, the dark shadow was reduced to the size of a fist, and its cultivation level dropped to the half-step immortal realm.
Wukong was still not satisfied and continued to manipulate the somersault cloud to crash into the dark figure.
until……
On the seventh time, the dark figure let out a final scream before being completely taken away by the lightning.
"Brother Luo, is he dead?" Wukong asked hurriedly.
"Yes, he's dead, as dead as can be, and he'll never be reincarnated." Luo Ci nodded, his eyes filled with fervor as he looked at Wukong's somersault cloud.
Merit Clouds, what a wonderful thing!
This is because Wukong's cultivation level was low, so the Golden Cloud of Merit needed seven lightning tribulations to kill that demon.
When Wukong's realm improves in the future, that demon will not be able to withstand even a single lightning tribulation.
"Wukong, you're amazing!" Niu Shanming gave Wukong a thumbs up, praising him sincerely.
At the same time, I felt very fortunate.
Fortunately, Wukong accompanied him on this journey, otherwise he might have met his end here.
"That's right!" Wukong smiled smugly.
Then, the three of them turned their attention to Jiang Sanzu, who was standing to the side.
Jiang Sanzu's aura was even more weak at this moment.
His cultivation level could no longer be maintained at the peak of the ninth level of the half-step immortal realm, and it rapidly dropped to the eighth, seventh, and sixth levels...
Finally, it stopped at the peak of the first level.
Since the shadowy figure left, the bloodlust in Jiang Sanzu's eyes had completely faded.
The original black and white eyes have been restored.
However, his eyes looked very cloudy.
“Jiang Laosan, do you know your crime?” Niu Shanming walked up to Jiang Sanzu and asked in a cold voice.
"Confess your guilt?" Jiang Sanzu suddenly raised his head, his eyes still filled with madness. "Why should I confess my guilt? What crime have I committed?"
"You destroyed fifteen sects in Zhongzhou," Niu Shanming said sternly.
"What does this have to do with me?" Jiang Sanzu snorted. "I was just used by the demons. I have no idea what I did."
"He's talking nonsense! If he hadn't made a deal with that demon to share a body, the demon wouldn't have been able to forcibly possess him given its current level of power."
"Moreover, even if possessed by a demon, he still has his own thoughts, and those thoughts are absolutely dominant."
"In other words, wiping out the entire family was what he wanted to do and what he did."
Luo Ci revealed this calmly.
"No, that's not how it is." Jiang Sanzu panicked upon hearing this: "I don't know, I really don't know."
"What annihilation? Whose family was wiped out? I really don't remember anything. I only remember that the Jiang family was wiped out that day, and I wanted to stand up and fight, but..."
“A dark shadow suddenly appeared beside me, and before I could react, it possessed me.”
"I don't know anything about what happened after that. I don't know anything at all."
As Jiang Sanzu spoke, he cried, tears and snot streaming down his face, as if he were truly pitiful.
“You don’t need to make this up, I know this monster very well,” Luo Ci said.
"Know about demons?" Jiang Sanzu pursed his lips, then took a step back in alarm. "You, you're with that demon? Otherwise, how could you know so much about it?"
"Jiang Laosan, you don't need to be so unreasonable." Wukong sneered, "I have a way to tell the difference immediately."
"Wh-what method?" Jiang Sanzu looked at Wukong walking over and involuntarily moved back again and again. He already had a bad feeling about Wukong.
In particular, dark clouds were rolling overhead, with crimson lightning flashing and moving through them.
He was terrified of being struck again.
With his current level of cultivation, if he were struck by lightning, he would probably really die.
"Do you know the art of soul searching?" Wukong asked.
"Search... Soul Searching Technique?" A flicker of panic crossed Jiang Sanzu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and declared, "That's a demonic art, everyone has the right to kill it..."
"Stop fucking swearing!" Wukong cursed and slapped Jiang Sanzu on the back of the head with his claw.
Jiang Sanzu's pupils constricted in fright, and he stared nervously at the dark clouds overhead.
I stared at it for a long time, but no lightning struck.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“The Soul Searching Technique is a spiritual skill of the Demon Clan, so it is naturally a demonic art,” Jiang Sanzu said. “Anyone who knows this spiritual skill must be related to the Demon Clan.”
"Who told you that Soul Searching Technique is a demonic art?" Luo Ci glanced coldly at Jiang Sanzu.
If Lady Li Xue found out, she would definitely chop this old man into mincemeat.
That soul-searching technique was created by Lady Li Xue herself.
It is incredibly powerful.
However, what has been circulated outside is an abridged version, and what has been passed down to this day is an even more abridged version of the abridged version.
The methods Niu Yunxiao learned are no longer valid.
It only has a resemblance in appearance.
"Difficult? Isn't it?" Jiang Sanzu shrank his neck, his voice trembling violently.
This is a Celestial King! He could kill himself with a single finger.
"Of course not." Luo Ci snorted coldly: "Because that is a divine skill."
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