Chapter 32 Jiuyi City, No Return Mountain (Sixteen) If I die, ...
Fu Liuwan didn't want to waste time here. Although she didn't know why those demons retreated, judging from the Nine-Tailed Fox's experience, the demons weren't without a chance to escape the seal. The potential danger loomed over her like a dark cloud. She thought that since she had already completed what her father had asked her to do, she shouldn't stay any longer.
She winked at Fu Zhen, who, risking burns from the Li Huo, stepped forward to advise, "Fellow Daoist Li, Young Master Wu and his companion are likely in grave danger. We cannot open the protective barrier of the Li Huo. Such a waste of spiritual energy would not only be futile and deplete our own spiritual veins, but could also introduce the remaining fire into the Misty Forest, which would bring disaster to the people of Jiuyi City."
“Yes, Brother Li, now that the seal has been repaired, we should return to the sect immediately to report this matter. We cannot delay.”
Li Fuchao was not a reckless man; he was also considering the matter. This was a grand plan concerning the lives of all people, and it could not be ruined because of two people. Even if they exhausted their spiritual power to break through the protective mountain fire, the divine power of the Sun and Moon was so weak that if they accidentally released the demon, they would truly be guilty of a thousand deaths.
Thinking this, he released his hand from transmitting spiritual energy.
"Qing Shu, we're leaving."
Song Qingshu stubbornly declared, "I brought them in, so naturally I must take them out! I will never abandon them."
Seeing that she was stubborn and unyielding, Fu Liuwan did not intend to waste any more words on everyone. She stood behind Zhou Zheyue and sent a stream of spiritual energy into her forehead. Zhou Zheyue was caught off guard and fainted. The people from the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion caught her behind her and flew away on their swords.
Only the four of them remained. The three exchanged glances, preparing to forcibly take Song Qingshu away, but before they could make a move, the Mountain-Protecting Fire launched an attack first. Yin Chi swarmed in the air and, along with the Thousand Arrows of Fire, rained down on the group.
In an instant, the purple clouds in the sky changed, and lightning flashed and thunder roared, forcing the group to retreat repeatedly.
The demon's voice pierced through the thick clouds like a resounding bell, striking everyone's ears: "A bunch of fools! The Sun and Moon Guide is now half divine artifact and half demonic artifact. You want to strengthen the seal with spiritual power, but we can also turn the Sun and Moon Guide into a demon and taste what it's like to be annihilated by your own spiritual power."
The four were startled and quickly retreated into the Misty Forest. If it were just their own spiritual power, it would be fine, but what they had sent in was almost all the rare and precious materials from the two major sects and 60% of the spiritual power added by their masters. If it had really hit them, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
However, the demons gave them no chance to escape. Their attack was like an impenetrable net, surrounding them completely, and fireballs of demonic energy rained down on them.
The group retreated in disarray, and before they knew it, a large black hole was burned into Fu Liuwan's sleeve. Enraged, she chopped off the demon spirit's head, but little did she know that dozens of the stripped-off protective mountain fires were about to smash into her face.
Her body tensed, but it was too late to react. At the critical moment, a beautiful figure blocked her way. The fire exploded in front of her, forming a powerful fireball. The flashing cold light of the Snow Chant Sword almost pierced Fu Liuwan's eyes.
She subconsciously closed her eyes, while inwardly criticizing Song Qingshu's stupidity.
The two did not get along. Over the years, the Qingyun Sect and the Jiuxiao Immortal Mansion had been fighting openly and secretly for the title of the number one sect in the world, all for the sake of gaining the support of the human realm's imperial power. Naturally, they had no sect loyalty to speak of, let alone the fact that she had taken a liking to Li Fuchao and regarded her as a rival in love. She had never given her a kind look on a daily basis. What was she pretending for here?
hypocritical
She was lost in thought when the expected explosion did not occur. Fu Liuwan suddenly opened her eyes, the fiery red in her pupils reflecting an incredulous light.
Song Qingshu—
He actually blocked the mountain-protecting fire with his bare hands.
Deepest part of the Mountain of No Return.
Feng Yun raised his eyes, looked at the handsome young man before him in silence for a long time, and slowly said, "What do you want the divine artifact for..." He seemed to have thought of something ridiculous, and inexplicably curled his lips, "You don't mean to use the sun and moon to extract the demonic bone for your own use, do you?"
His smile grew increasingly terrifying, with a hint of strange ferocity. His gaze toward Wu Xiutang seemed to be that of someone eyeing a precious treasure. "Don't you know what you are? You actually want demonic bones to increase your strength."
Wu Xiutang's expression didn't change much, but his silence confirmed Feng Yun's suspicions. He began to release the pressure of the ancient demon race without any concern. "Going to retrieve the Demon-Subduing Sword is too troublesome. I have a simple and convenient method."
Something stirred in the shadows. The golden light of the Soul-Locking Chains turned fiery red. He had crimson eyes and white hair, and his voice carried a dark and dangerous undertone, "Why don't I devour you? That way, I can still mobilize the Mountain-Protecting Fire."
The failure of the negotiations was not unexpected for Wu Xiutang. After all, the demons were cunning and greedy, and did not play by the rules. They had done more than one shameless thing over the years. He had already prepared to smash the bowl and forcibly seize it before he came here.
However, he will probably have to go through quite a bit of trouble to use this divine artifact.
Thinking of this, Wu Xiutang casually cleaved the demon that was trying to ambush him. The demon vanished into nothingness in mid-air. His eyes were as cold as an abyss, and he looked at Feng Yun as if he were looking at a lowly ant. He gently curled his lips and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"
Feng Yun stared at the boy for a long time, then chuckled. The black aura around him dissipated like smoke, and his bewitching face blossomed into a smile amidst the swirling smoke: "Just kidding, why are you taking it so seriously?"
They opened their hands together and upwards, and a stone door shrouded in black mist appeared out of thin air in their field of vision.
“Divine artifacts have never been under my jurisdiction. When the Demon Lord Zhu Ze was in power, the armory was guarded by the Three Demons of Chi Yuan. They were once only loyal to Zhu Ze, and now they are under this stone gate. Those things are not very smart; they only bow down to the stronger. If you can defeat them, they will naturally be willing to hand over the scroll of the divine artifact. Let me see if you are qualified to obtain the divine artifact.”
The three demons of Chiyuan are indeed not very intelligent, but their combat strength is only one level lower than Fengyun. The food demon has a pica, the blood demon loves women's blood, and the warlike owl demon. Their teamwork in battle has always been invincible.
Wu Xiutang glanced at Wu Ying, who immediately changed from lying down to standing, assuming a posture ready to set off. Wu Xiutang then sent a silver butterfly in to scout ahead.
Seeing his cautiousness and distrust, Fengyun said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, do you think I, the mighty God of War of the Demon Realm, would lie to a brat like you? What you're doing is really hurting my sincerity."
The scene reflected by the silver butterfly unfolded before his eyes. Wu Xiutang withdrew his gaze and returned the scene with a kind smile, just like him: "Sorry, the reputation of your Demon Realm is really bad, I have to be careful."
Fengyun: "..."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Fengyun called out to him, "It's dangerous inside. Why don't you leave this helpless girl here? Although my abilities are limited now, I'm quite good at taking care of children."
Wu Ying wrapped Shi Xianxue in the soft, cotton-like fur to protect her. Shi Xianxue was still fast asleep, seemingly dreaming of something, smacking her lips and drooling. Upon hearing this, Wu Ying gathered the white fur and covered Shi Xianxue's face, revealing a protective and vigilant expression.
Without a second thought, Wu Xiutang refused: "No need."
Now Shi Xianxue is his Achilles' heel. He's not one of those brainless Chiyuan demons, so why would he easily hand over his Achilles' heel to someone else? In order not to arouse Fengyun's suspicion, Wu Xiutang added purposefully, "She is my person. If I die, she doesn't have to live alone."
abnormal.
Fengyun cursed inwardly.
As the stone gate disappeared from sight, a dark interface suddenly appeared before Feng Yun's eyes. He pushed the interface forward to enlarge it, and the figure of the boy appeared in the long corridor. The candles hanging on the walls lit up on their own, dispelling the dark aura ahead. At the end of the corridor stood three sleeping troll statues.
The three stone statues are all different in shape, like barren mountains, their bodies bald like smooth tumors, their arms thick and their skin dark, their bulging muscles like solid city walls. Wu Xiutang looked at the golden scroll floating above the stone statues.
He sent a wisp of spiritual energy to test it, but before he could even touch the scroll, the spiritual energy was grabbed by a black hand. Stones quickly peeled off its body, and its eyes stared wide open like glass beads. While the other two shook off the rubble and picked up their weapons, it stuffed the spiritual energy into its mouth and chewed loudly.
The Devourer.
Wu Xiutang took a step back, drew his sword, and launched the first attack.
Although the Crimson Kite Demon looked clumsy, it was surprisingly agile. In the blink of an eye, it was behind him. Wu Xiutang felt a weight on his shoulder, and the next second he was sent flying. His body crashed into two stone pillars before stopping.
He braced himself on the ground with his sword to steady himself. He tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His right arm was dislocated. He quickly straightened the bone with a cold face. Several dark figures followed closely behind and crashed into him. He instinctively wanted to fight back, but he didn't expect that the Crimson Kite Demon was almost twice as fast as him.
Every punch landed with deadly force, each strike producing a dull thud. After being knocked away once again, the little cat's tail in the shadows swept across hastily, instantly attracting the attention of the Devouring Demon, one of the Four Demons.
His mouth was watering, and his pupils gleamed with a greedy light as he approached Wu Ying step by step. "Little kitty, I love eating little kitties the most."
Wu Ying was dragged out by its tail, its sharp claws leaving deep marks on the ground. As the Devourer lifted Wu Ying by its tail, something tumbled out of its arms.
Shi Xianxue lay on the ground, oblivious to everything. The holy white light from the altar shone on her exquisite body, making her look like a graceful spring stream, which made the Blood Demon drool.
He not only enjoys consuming blood, but also has a penchant for women. In the past, he had taken advantage of many beautiful female demons in the demon realm. Although the female demons were inherently unrestrained and loved dual cultivation, the Blood Demon was extremely cruel in this matter, never showing any tenderness or compassion. They suffered greatly at the hands of the Blood Demon, but dared not speak out and were forced to endure it.
Zhu Ze only liked fighting and never got close to women. When he returned defeated and full of anger in Kongsang, the female demons complained about him. Zhu Ze was furious and didn't care whether you were a meritorious official or a good general. He ganged up on them and beat them up, then sent three Crimson Kite Demons to the Crimson Kite Cold Pool.
One person commits a crime, and three evildoers are implicated.
This offended the other two quite badly. He was repeatedly beaten by the two brothers in the icy pool, so much so that the Blood Demon was well-behaved for a long time after he came out. After the war between gods and demons, he was sealed in the deepest part of Mount No Return, near the Sun and Moon Guidance.
His reputation for lewdness was so great that not only female demons, but even female birds dared not fly over.
He had been holding back for thousands of years and had become perverted. Now, seeing a human woman with fair, snow-white wrists, he was immediately aroused. While the Devouring Demon was holding Wu Ying and hesitating where to start eating her, and while the Owl Demon was fighting with the young man, he could no longer suppress his inner turmoil and began to fondle the woman's body.
After the barrier was erected, Wu Ying obediently lay on the ground, with Shi Xianxue fast asleep in her arms.
Making a puppet is not difficult, but making it realistic and not being detected by the Blood Demon is. So the master took a drop of blood from Shi Xianxue's brow. It glanced at Wu Xiutang's arm, which was bleeding profusely, and then looked at Shi Xianxue's intact face, which even had a healthy pink hue. It felt that the master's behavior of feeding the last recovery pill to Shi Xianxue was hard to describe.
The owner won't eat what they should, but is eagerly fed what they shouldn't. Has the owner lost their mind?
Before they even entered, the owner had no intention of confronting them directly.
Of the three, the Demon Lord is the strongest. The puppet's purpose is to draw out the Demon Lord's attack patterns. The master has a fast learning ability. He can not only replicate the opponent's attack trajectory, but also understand the essence of high-level talismans and sword techniques from various sects with just a glance.
As for the other two, they are easier to deal with since they have weaknesses.
"Shi Xianxue" and "Wu Ying" were imbued with spirit through blood, and the Demon-Devouring Water was incorporated into their blood.
This barrier was specifically created to deal with the demons. It was made by dozens of demons at the Golden Core stage, and it was very good at confusing their auras. As long as they kept quiet and did not take the initiative to step out of the barrier, the brainless, mindless, and instinct-driven fools like the Crimson Kite Demon would not notice their presence for a while.
When Wu Xiutang saw the puppet in his own image being brutally beaten, he didn't react much. He absorbed the attacks with an indifferent gaze, his black hair falling down and casting shadows that obscured most of his expression. His cold black eyes swept over the scene almost instantly, but stopped abruptly when they reached a certain point.
Wu Ying also noticed the tension in his master's body, so he followed his gaze.
Shi Xianxue's clothes were torn off, her clothes were half undone, her face was flushed, revealing a large expanse of her beautiful breasts. The Blood Demon's breathing became heavy, and his pupils turned a lustful crimson.
Wu Ying knew that the Blood Demon was about to mate with the puppet. When the puppet was vulnerable and let its guard down, the Demon-Devouring Water inside the puppet would flow through its body to the Blood Demon's meridians, numbing him for at least the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"It's nothing," Wu Ying thought. His master had always been more composed than anyone else. Even when all his spiritual meridians were severed, he endured six years of hardship before finally killing his enemy. Besides, that "Shi Xianxue" was just a puppet, a fake. The one whose life was tied to his master's was lying here peacefully asleep.
If nothing unexpected happens, they will soon obtain the scroll and leave.
Wu Ying lay on the ground, intently calculating the time, completely unaware that her usually "calm" master's aura was growing increasingly oppressive and his expression increasingly cold.
As the Blood Demon tore apart Shi Xianxue's dress and reached his massive hand under the hem, a cracking sound came from the air in front of Wu Ying. He raised his head alertly, only to find the transparent barrier in his vision cracking at an incredible speed, as if under attack.
With a snap, alarm bells rang in Wu Ying's mind.
The barrier has been broken!
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