Dark clouds loomed overhead, and there were no stars or moon. The eldest uncle, who was leading the group, led them along a winding path until they arrived at a secluded, dark alley.
"This is it," the uncle said, pointing to the towering wall in front of him.
Ordinary people cannot see the seal on the wall, but Li Jiang realized the secret at a glance. He stepped forward, pointed his sword and transformed it into qi, gathered spiritual energy, and struck out with a palm in the void. The wall scattered phantoms, and the seal shattered.
The entrance to the martial arts arena gradually came into view. Li Jiang let everyone enter first, and only after everyone had left did he sheathe his sword and enter the arena last. The walls then returned to their original, peaceful state.
The training ground was indeed huge, with a round top and an arched bottom. There was a musty smell in the air, as it was covered in dust because no one had cleaned it for years.
Qi Changfeng frowned, raised his hand, and released a wisp of spiritual energy from his fingertips. With a flick of his finger, the spiritual energy gathered in mid-air and instantly transformed into countless points of light that fell on every corner of the training ground, making it fresh and clean in an instant.
Everyone sat down, scattered around the arena. Qi Changfeng, Feng Wuwei, and Lu Chang helped the Grand Tutor to his seat, and they chatted and reminisced about the past.
Mu Dong jumped around like a restless child, saying, "This martial arts arena looks really good. It's a great place for competitions. It would be wonderful if our Qingyun Sect could have one."
Li Jiang shattered his illusions without hesitation, "I have no money."
Upon hearing this devastating news, Mu Dong's head slumped. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she exclaimed excitedly, "Senior Sister Qinghe has a wealthy husband! Why don't we just let him take it? Ah, I'm such a clever little devil!"
Li Jiang glanced at Mo Junqian beside her and saw that his expression was not good. "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
Mu Dong retorted, "But I would pretend to be mute."
"If you say that again, I won't give you any food!"
Mu Dong suddenly shut his mouth.
Walking up to Mo Junqian, seeing his dejected expression, Li Jiang's heart skipped a beat. She told him about his battle with Lingyin in the forest, "I can tell that girl likes you."
Mo Junqian said calmly, "It has nothing to do with me."
Li Jiang chuckled twice and advised him, "Qinghe and Qirong are in love, you know that very well. I advise you not to get too deeply involved. There are plenty of women in the world, and you will eventually find your destiny."
Mo Junqian seemed unwilling to say more, "I know, but I just..."
Li Jiang understood his feelings and knew that matters of the heart could not be forced, so she said nothing more.
Seeing that Qi Changfeng and the others had finished their conversation, Li Jiang walked in, took out three divine pearls and handed them to Qi Changfeng, and repeated the story of Lingyin to him again.
After listening, Qi Changfeng remained silent for a moment and then said, "When she came to participate in the Weigu Trial, the mountain barrier did not detect that she was a member of the demon race. Now it seems that this matter is somewhat strange."
Li Jiang nodded and said, "When I fought her, I was a little surprised. As the young lady of the demon race, her strength was far too weak. She was no match for that woman in black. Moreover, judging from her movements and energy, she didn't seem like a demon cultivator, but rather like one of our spiritual cultivators."
Qi Changfeng said solemnly, "Her matter is not important right now. Ji Chen's invasion of the Central Plains this time is unlikely to be easily abandoned. Send another message to Qinghe, telling her to speed up her journey and return as soon as possible."
Li Jiang: "Yes."
Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed outside, foreshadowing an impending storm.
...
At this moment, under the same dark and thunderous night, Yan Luo sat upright on a rooftop, his two fingers forming a hand seal, his eyes closed in deep thought.
Suddenly, thunder roared and surged forth, and a bolt of lightning struck the ground, instantly splitting a deep trench in its wake.
Slowly opening her beautiful eyes, Yan Luo looked down at the direction of the ice chamber and smiled sweetly, "After being silent for many days, you have finally awakened. I want to see just how powerful the legendary demon puppet—Yin Luosha—is."
Another bolt of lightning struck, and Yan Luo's figure was no longer visible above the dome.
The ice chamber was a mess; the corpses that had been piled up before were now broken into pieces, with bits of flesh scattered all over the floor, making it a truly horrifying sight.
The demon soldiers guarding the area looked at the woman in fear and retreated with trembling steps.
She was said to be a woman, but her eyes were completely black, her face was covered with demonic markings, and her hair was messy and unsightly.
The most terrifying thing was that she didn't just have one pair of arms at her shoulder joints, but four pairs, which were torn open and covered in blood. They were floating in mid-air, with chains hanging at the four corners, making her look like a human-shaped spider.
Its mouth was foul and black as charcoal, and it was opening its mouth wide to devour the few demon soldiers closest to her. In the midst of the tearing apart of their souls, they were turned to ashes in no time.
The demon soldiers fled in panic, in complete chaos, but before they could even leave the ice chamber, they were sucked back in by the Yin Rakshasa, their souls instantly scattered.
Ashes drifted in the air as Yan Luo stepped in, and this was the scene that greeted him.
With a flick of her fan, she looked at Yin Luosha and said with a smile, "You may be a bit ugly, but you are very powerful. It's not a waste of the time I've spent training you."
While observing, he didn't forget to instruct the demon soldiers outside: "Go and report to the Demon Lord that Yin Luosha has awakened."
The demon soldiers hurriedly ran towards the main hall, while the rest of the demon soldiers stood trembling outside the ice gate, not daring to take a single step forward.
At this moment, Yin Luosha was completely unconscious, like a newly born ferocious beast, attacking any dangerous element around her at will. Zhou Xiaotong's soul was surrounded and invaded by the dark power, and she had no ability to control her own body.
Seeing that only one person remained in the ice chamber, his dark and terrifying eyes shifted towards Yan Luo's direction.
As soon as she woke up, her movements looked stiff and comical, but Yan Luo put away her wooden fan, focused all her attention, and dared not underestimate her in the slightest.
The reason why cultivating Yin Rakshasa is a forbidden technique of the demon race is naturally for a reason, and it is by no means an empty reputation. Underestimating the enemy in this situation will only put you at a disadvantage.
After a moment of staring at each other, Yan Luo suddenly made a move, his wooden fan flying out of his hand. The fan blades scattered and stood around Yin Luosha, each connecting to form an unbreakable circular array. The array was mysterious, and spiritual energy gathered into countless cold arrows that pierced straight towards Yin Luosha.
The Yin Rakshasa was incredibly powerful. Although her hands were bound, the eight giant hands that appeared out of nowhere were strong and sharp. Before the cold arrows even reached her, they were blocked and crushed by the giant hands, causing the spiritual energy to scatter and vanish into nothingness.
Yan Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. With a light tap of his toes, he rose into the air and immediately became entangled with Yin Luosha.
Yan Luo possessed extraordinary strength and agile, ethereal, and flexible movements. He still had the strength to fight Yin Luosha for a while, but after all, two fists cannot fight four hands, and Yin Luosha was good at absorbing people's souls, which would inevitably have a significant impact on Yan Luo.
He slapped Yin Luosha on the head, but seeing that she was unaffected, he was enraged instead. Yan Luo flipped over and landed on the open ground in front of him, his eyes narrowed as he stared intently at her movements.
Yin Luosha stopped moving, her black eyes locked onto Yan Luo, her eight arms slowly withdrew their power, black energy enveloped her body, and an unexpected change occurred in an instant.
Yan Luo's eyes widened suddenly, revealing a surprised expression. She rarely showed such an expression, clearly indicating that Yin Luosha's power far exceeded her imagination.
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