Chapter 109 This humble Taoist priest came to advise him that he wanted to kill someone, and that he thought about it every moment...
The Abyss of No Form is shrouded in darkness. When Lou Yan emerged, the first thing he saw was a dark, ghostly fire waiting at the door.
Without pausing, he went forward to meet them, and the scattered will-o'-the-wisps immediately surged towards him, clustering around him and forming a dark red ball of fire.
Lou Yan saw the long-lost Xu Shengzi in that ball of firelight.
The old Taoist priest, his robe slightly darkened by the firelight, sat cross-legged outside the hall, his whisk trembling as he activated a talisman.
As a rune array was about to be formed, golden spiritual light exploded out, instantly suppressing the dark firelight until it lost all its color.
—That is a rare talisman array in the immortal sects, capable of withstanding a hundred demons and forming a powerful array.
Lou Yan squinted at the golden light, a slight smile playing on his lips, and suddenly raised his hand to flick his sleeve.
The talisman array shattered instantly, and the countless talisman papers turned to ashes in an instant. The paper scraps fell down, covering people's clothes, heads, and faces.
"All of you, step back," Lou Yan said.
Upon hearing this, the tiger demon beneath him first rolled its eyes, then suddenly understood what he meant. It let out a long roar and quickly led the surrounding demons away.
The demons rushed out in a flurry, the sounds of flapping wings and claws digging into the ground filling the air. Two rabbit spirits even tripped and fell because they were running too fast.
Lou closed his eyes in annoyance, the tiger demon's long howl still echoing in his ears.
He stood there for a moment to calm himself down, and finally couldn't help but press his ears, only then did he barely feel that the earth-shattering sound was not so obvious.
"Immortal Lord, how have you been?"
A familiar voice rang out, and Lou Yan looked up at the old Taoist priest who had already put away the talisman and dusted himself off as he stood up.
His first reaction was to curse, but then he remembered the great favor he had received from him not long ago—the Demon-Concealing Pearl—so he opened his mouth but swallowed his words back.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, lifting his eyelids.
Xu Shengzi pondered for a moment, then lightly brushed his whisk. "I observed the celestial phenomena last night and sensed that the Nine Provinces are about to be overthrown. I have come to deliver a message to the Immortal Lord."
Lou Yan'e's heart skipped a beat. He felt as if he had become a debauched emperor from a folk tale, and the old Taoist's words sounded exactly like he was here to "admonish" him.
He frowned, not pressing Xu Shengzi's questions, but instead revealing his sharp canines, asking him slowly and deliberately, "Who told you that the Nine Provinces will be overthrown?"
Xu Shengzi smiled faintly, "The demonic bone has grown, and all the demons in the world follow the Immortal Lord's lead. Countless people have died in the Immortal Realm, and the Human Realm is in grave danger."
He glanced at the string of crimson prayer beads around Lou Yan's neck and said meaningfully, "If it weren't for such a sacred celestial object, how could the Immortal Lord suppress the bloodthirsty impulse within him?"
Lou Yan's expression changed, and sure enough, she followed his gaze and looked down, her eyes landing on the string of prayer beads hanging in front of her chest.
The crimson prayer beads are all round and smooth, with a faint shimmering light and a subtle lotus fragrance.
—Those are the prayer beads hanging on the Guanyin statue in the Tianyin Hall.
After falling into demonic possession, he no longer frequently sneaked back to the Eighteen Realms to spy on Heng Qichun using the X-ray vision talisman, as he had in his previous life.
I only went back once, to steal this string of Buddhist beads from the Tianyin Temple. I did it so secretly that no one knew anything. After stealing it, I even put a magic spell on the Guanyin statue. I think no one knows about it to this day.
He entered the temple and stole divine objects, for no other reason than this.
Lou Yan touched his chest.
The heart in that place beats fiercely, but its flesh and blood have long since grown together with the demonic bones within its body, and with each beat, it stirs up a wisp of eager demonic energy.
The demonic energy struggled to surge out of his body, eagerly trying to entangle the throats of all living beings.
He can't control it.
Heng Qichun is wrong.
Even though no book describes demonic killing, the fallen demon will surely bring disaster to the world. Even though Heng Qichun and the gods defended him, a demon is still a demon.
He wanted to kill people; he thought about it all the time.
If it weren't for this string of Buddhist beads that had hung in the Heavenly Sound Palace for over a thousand years, he probably would have already slaughtered everyone in the Immortal Realm.
It turns out that even without the overwhelming hatred that sustained him to the end in his previous life, he was still unable to control his murderous intent.
"The Bifang bird is dead." Xu Shengzi's voice rang in his ears again. Lou Yan looked at him and was startled by his gesture of raising his whisk. As he stepped back, he heard him say, "The mistake has been made. Is the Immortal Lord still foolishly thinking of returning to the past?"
Lou Yan stood there stiffly, a thick, long braid clinging tightly to the side of his neck. He gradually felt the skin there begin to cool, and then the chill swept over his entire body in an instant.
It's like the last drop of life force of an immortal has been drained.
After a long while, Lou Yan let out a long breath, and his body temperature gradually became the same as the miasma in the Abyss of No Form.
“What do you want to say?” he asked.
Xu Shengzi stared intently; his refined eyes showed no signs of age, only a keen insight into the ways of the world.
"Heaven and earth cannot confine the immortal lord. If the immortal lord wishes to save the world, he must first save himself."
Lou Yan stared at him intently.
Using the lingering ghostly flames around him, his gaze swept over every inch of Xu Shengzi's body.
It ran from the hem of his robe all the way down to his eyes.
After seeing the meaning in his eyes, Lou Yan suddenly smiled contemptuously, leaned closer, and looked down at him almost condescendingly, then asked again with a fierce tone: "Are you—telling me to die?!"
Xu Shengzi lowered his eyes and tucked his sleeves in, surprised to hear this, but remained silent.
It means the default.
Lou Yan remained bowed, giving him ample time to change his mind, until he felt his neck was stiff before slowly straightening up.
As he turned his neck, the restless demonic bones inside him emitted eerie "crackling" sounds.
Lou Yan turned around and strode away.
He had only taken two steps when the loyal tiger demon came up to him, asking cautiously, "Demon Lord, that Taoist priest... should I drive him out?"
Lou Yan didn't turn around, but he could already imagine that Xu Shengzi was now standing behind him, stubbornly re-forming those complicated rune arrays, as if he were waiting to be slaughtered.
"Kill them." Lou Yan waved his hand impatiently, his words concise and to the point. "Throw them together with the corpses of those cultivators."
He said he would leave and stride into the Demon Palace, leaving behind only a cold sentence: "After you're done killing, get out of here. Don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."
The roars of countless demonic beasts echoed throughout the Abyss of No Form, interspersed with the panting of Xu Shengzi, continuing for an entire day.
No one saw how he died.
Will-o'-the-wisps swirled within the Demon Palace, illuminating the entire palace with their radiant glow.
The demons dared not approach, but through the thin paper window of the underworld, they could see their demon lord sitting alone in the hall all night.
At first, it was upright, but then its back gradually bent down until it was no longer visible as a human.
The next day was a scorching sunny day.
A few slivers of sunlight filtered through the tree branches, casting scattered, flickering points of light on the ground of the Wuxiangyuan Xue Valley. The light was indistinct yet unmistakably perceptible, revealing the demons lurking there. It was already mid-July, yet the human realm was still sweltering in the heat of summer.
The gates of hell opened wide, and several blood-red butterflies fluttered down onto the demon palace, nearly being burned to ashes by the ghost fire.
"Demon Lord! Something terrible has happened!"
A long howl startled the withered shadow awake.
Lou Yan sat on the ebony chair, his eyelashes fluttering slightly. He recognized the person as a tiger demon under his command, then listlessly lowered his eyes again.
He no longer expected him to utter anything kind, so he simply glanced down at him and said coldly, "Get out of here and don't bother me."
The tiger demon abruptly stopped, its sharp claws scraping across the floor of the demon palace with a piercing sound.
It indeed didn't dare to make any more noise.
A pair of tiger eyes darted around before finally settling on Lou Yan's toes. Then, it bowed slightly and retreated with a look of unspoken words on its face.
Lou Yan was finally able to catch his breath for a moment.
The hall was silent, with will-o'-the-wisps swirling around one side. The baby mermaids had already slept on their backs in the water for several minutes.
He slumped irritably into the ebony chair, the red rosary around his neck striking the chair back with a crisp "click".
Demonic energy surged around him, endlessly gushing from his body. He had no choice but to forcibly gather his spiritual power and form a ghost seal in his palm. His face gradually turned from blue to white as he slowly suppressed the increasingly surging demonic energy.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, the palace doors were kicked open again.
"Demon Lord!"
The tiger demon burst in again, shouting, "A man and a beast have come in! That beast is so powerful! It beat us up so badly..."
He was so scared he almost peed himself.
They can't even use a single idiom.
Lou Yan stared at it with a gloomy expression for a long time, then suppressed a laugh and uttered only one word, "Get lost."
Since he fell into demonic possession, countless "righteous immortals" have wanted to come and eliminate the demon and protect the righteous path. However, because they are cowardly, most of them bring one or two divine beasts with them to defend against the enemy.
He was already used to it.
The tiger demon had rolled away in such a hurry that the palace doors were not completely closed. The sound of the wooden doors opening and closing echoed in Lou Yan's ears, quickly pulling him back to reality.
He stared at the half-open wooden door, his gaze falling on the shadow of the tiger demon outside, and couldn't help but let out a faint snort.
They can't even beat a beast.
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he frowned again.
That's so strange.
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, the tiger demon under his command was clever and cunning, and was his most capable demon.
This time, he used his existing memories to recruit the tiger clan, found the tiger demon from his previous life, and, following the same procedure, bestowed upon him the title of "Deputy Envoy"...
Then he saw the tiger demon kneeling beside him, deeply moved, crying. Snot and tears soaked his pants as he sobbed, "Waaaaah, no one has ever been so kind to a tiger before, waaaaah..."
"Tiger is willing to be the Demon Lord's slave, waaaaaah..."
Lou Yan's first reaction was that he had found the wrong tiger. In order to verify that he was wrong, he even took a drop of the tiger demon's blood without any hesitation, mixed it with demonic energy and examined it—confirming that this was the tiger demon from his previous life!
But it's not just tiger demons.
None of the demons under his command, from rabbit spirits to ghostly fiends, possessed any intelligence; they were even less intelligent than tiger demons.
The Nine Netherworld Realm is now practically raising a bunch of useless trash!
Could it be that my descent into demonic possession happened earlier than expected in this lifetime?
Before Lou Yan could figure it out, the noisy tiger roar sounded for the third time.
"Demon Lord!!"
The tiger demon, who was being pondered by Lou Yan, scrambled out, his cheeks and nose swollen as if he had been punched.
With a "plop," it slid to its knees in front of Lou Yan, refusing any further chance of being kicked out, and cried out urgently, "It's really bad, Demon Lord!!"
Lou Yan roared inwardly, "I'm still alive and well, how could I be not well?" But then, realizing that such a roar would be too inappropriate, he simply opened his mouth and asked calmly, "Speak, what other Taoist priests have come this time?"
"He doesn't seem to be a Taoist priest..." the tiger demon tried to recall. "Oh! He said his name was..."
"Heng Qichun!"
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