Chapter 114
Demon Realm, deep in the Demon Palace.
Daoming, Daoxin, Kongling, and the other fourteen Mahayana practitioners who had experienced the realm of resentful ghosts last time, all gathered together.
When Xie Tingyun left, he brought Chengfeng out with him. Chengfeng used the silver-white sword tassel to tightly wrap around the sword master and was unusually silent.
They were now standing in a pool of blood deep in the Demon Palace.
The news that Xie Tingyun had gotten into the Demon Lord's chariot spread throughout the cultivation world. Some people held a banquet on the spot, while others scolded him as a traitor.
But Xie Tingyun didn't care at all.
They have already reached the Mahayana level of cultivation. The Demon Palace is a quiet place with restrictions in place. It can be said that there will be no spies or spiritual spying from other demons here. Therefore, under the leadership of Xie Tingyun, they directly crushed the jade talisman and teleported into the Demon Palace.
The only and biggest obstacle is that he is trapped in Yunfeng Pavilion at this time. He has inhaled the incense that can make him sleep for six hours. Within these six hours, even the Great Immortal cannot wake him up.
And six hours was just enough time for Xie Tingyun to finish what he wanted to do and rush back to see Ning Chen for the last time.
The blood pool contains the blood of an ancient demon, which is filled with extremely dense demonic energy. Even if the monks just stand in front of the blood pool, they can feel the dense tingling sensation on their exposed skin.
That was a sign that the concentration of demonic energy in the air was too high.
Daoming looked away reluctantly and whispered, "Tingyun. Let us old guys do it, okay?"
Xie Tingyun slowly polished his sword, seemingly without any psychological burden. He said softly, "But in our plan, you fellow practitioners are the ones who help me fall into the devil's trap and overcome the calamity, and dig out my devil's heart."
“…”
Dao Xin thought about it seriously and said, "Tingyun, you have indeed been accumulating strength in the Mahayana realm for a long time, and you are just waiting for the final burst of strength. However, if we come, we may not fail."
He did not raise his eyes the entire time, and said, "If I fail, you can take over and continue to try to fall into the devil. But later I thought, if even I fail, wouldn't your chances of success be lower?"
After all, among the people present, only Xie Tingyun had the highest spiritual root qualifications, and only Xie Tingyun's advancement was a natural advancement that happened at the right time.
Chengfeng Sword was clean and bright. Xie Tingyun raised his hand and inserted it deeply into the blood pool, saying, "Listen to me. Reduce unnecessary losses."
“…”
Xie Tingyun felt the spiritual power flowing in his body for the last time.
Afterwards, Xie Tingyun took a deep breath and said, "If I..."
He said two words, and then he couldn't continue, so he sighed and said, "Forget it."
Daoming held him back and said in a deep voice, "Let me try first."
Xie Tingyun emphasized, "Elder Daoming. With great power comes great responsibility. Tingyun is willing to take all responsibility. At the same time, please respect my decision."
“…”
Xie Tingyun slowly approached the blood pool.
The closer he got to the blood pool, the more he could feel the tingling sensation on his face. When he was only an inch away from the blood pool, blood beads had already appeared on the back of Xie Tingyun's hand.
It is hard to imagine what it would be like if he walked in and soaked in the pool of blood.
Xie Tingyun needed to use the blood pool this time in order to make himself fall into the devil.
When there is enough demonic energy to invade the body and destroy the spiritual power foundation in the body, only after all the spiritual energy in the body is cleared, can we talk about falling from the devil.
He was originally in the state of Mahayana and Great Perfection, and had been suppressed in that state for many years. He chose to fall into the devil in this way in order to transform the spiritual power foundation in his body into devil energy intact...
Only in this way can one advance to the state of nirvana as a demon, and then temper a new demon heart within the ninety-nine eighty-one purple heavenly thunders.
In addition to Ning Chen, the second devil's heart.
If he fails this time, Xie Tingyun will really have no other options.
This was his last chip, his final bet.
Xie Tingyun took a deep breath, then walked into the blood pool without hesitation.
The last silhouette of the man in the silver-white clothes was reflected by the red light in the blood pool, revealing his final clean color.
The blood pool was not actually deep. After Xie Tingyun stepped in, the sticky red liquid in the blood pool submerged him up to his waist.
“…”
The blood pool was made of devil's blood, and the red liquid in it seemed to have its own consciousness. For a living person to jump down like this was like a pie jumping down from the sky.
Not to mention the human race, even the pure-blooded demons themselves, without Ning Chen's strong demon heart and extremely strong realm, would be corroded to the point where not even a bone would be left.
The moment Xie Tingyun's half body was immersed in the pool of blood, his face suddenly turned pale.
After just a few breaths, Xie Tingyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Daoming's pupils shrank.
Countless demonic auras lingered around him, invading Xie Tingyun's body through his skin, devouring his flesh and blood and the spiritual energy in all his meridians.
Xie Tingyun gritted his teeth and held on for a while, then suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood.
The blood spread over the body surface, cruelly drilling through the skin and blood vessels, and the silkworm food tempered the meridians, as if every nerve was cut into pieces by a thousand knives.