Chapter 122

Dao Ling pointed at Ning Chen and said to Xie Tingyun, "Let him go."

"What should we do then?" Mingri said in a low voice.

If Your Majesty insists on loving sacrifice...then they can't stop him at all.

Mingri whispered, "Tell me, what is the attitude of the Saint Son? Is the Saint Son just going to watch you die like this?"

“…”

A Kui's face was gloomy. "It's hard to say. But Daoling Venerable also came those days. I heard from them that the Holy Son was seriously injured these days. Although I don't know how he was injured, the Holy Son is not someone who will sit idly by."

Mingri started scratching her hair again: "What should we do? If even the Holy Son couldn't stop His Majesty, then we can't stop him either."

Agui looked towards the Demon Palace without saying anything.

They were in the tribe of Canaan, and there was joy in it.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside. Mingri, as the nominal commander of Canaan and Canglang, was responsible for the safety of the two tribes.

He stood up instantly and disappeared from the spot the next moment. The Black Tide brothers hidden in the darkness surged out and controlled the entrances and exits of the two tribes in the blink of an eye.

Agui's face changed and he went out to check the situation.

Except for Canglang and Canaan, the entire Demon Realm was in turmoil.

The young demons from each tribe were ready to follow their leader to respond to the call. Regardless of whether they followed voluntarily or were forced to, the current situation did not look optimistic.

It seems that the death of the former leader of the Black Tide did not scare the ambitions of some demons.

The Canaan and Canglang tribes were located in the back of the Demon Realm, so when they saw the demons from other tribes equipped with swords and weapons, ready to go but not knowing where to go, the demons did not act rashly.

Mingri turned his head and whispered, "Notify His Majesty, something may have happened."

Agui had already released the message made up of devilish breath, his expression equally solemn.

Which great demon did these tribes of demons respond to? Which great demon dared to recruit other demons on a large scale at this critical juncture? Why did other tribes dare to accept the call?

His master has married the Son of Heaven of the Human Race, and has publicly stated that his tribe will not participate in the conquest. His intention to oppose the conquest of the human race is very obvious, and he may even take actions to obstruct it.

If the demon world insists on attacking the cultivation world, it will have to consider the pressure from the Demon Lord no matter what, otherwise it would be ignoring the Lord.

Something must have happened that made the big demon who controlled the situation in the middle think that the gains from attacking the cultivation world outweigh the losses, so much so that he could not even care about the face and strength of Demon Lord Tianxiao.

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When the incident happened, Xie Tingyun rushed to Liuyun Sect immediately.

The restrictions outside the Demon Palace had been lifted long ago. Ning Chen said nothing and followed Xie Tingyun.

Xie Tingyun looked very bad.

The two of them rode on the same sword. Ning Chen stood behind Xie Tingyun. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he could only raise his hand and hold Xie Tingyun's shoulder.

“…”

Xie Tingyun whispered, "I'm fine."

Ning Chen hummed and said, "I know."

There was another silence.

Afterwards, Xie Tingyun took a deep breath and said, "Life and death are determined by fate."

Ning Chen said: "I can try."

Xie Tingyun condensed.

Soon, the two arrived at Liuyun Sect. Xie Tingyun hurriedly put down his flying sword and walked in at a rapid pace.

The atmosphere in Liuyun Sect was particularly solemn. Xie Tingyun walked all the way to Putang without any hindrance and suddenly pushed open the door.

The room was completely silent.

There were old acquaintances in Pu Tang. Ning Shen took a quick look at most of the faces and found that he knew almost all of them.

The smell of blood almost filled the entire hall, and a man was standing in a pool of blood in the middle.

The man was middle-aged, with a slightly hunched back, and seemed to be very old. Even though there was blood at the corner of his lips, he looked relieved and relaxed for some reason.

He had shaved off his gray beard at some point, and it was obvious that he had tidied up his face. Now he didn't look like the destitute but dignified old clan leader at all.

Dao Ling now looked like a middle-aged man with a lively look.

But his hair had turned completely pale, and an irregular magic pattern was faintly visible on his forehead.

Xie Tingyun's eyes were fixed on the magic pattern.

Venerable Daoling, a 1,365-year-old Mahayana cultivator, is the leader of the Liuyun Sect, which he single-handedly led to become one of the three major sects. He is one of the great human beings who even the Demon Realm has to be wary of.

Because of the demon in my heart, I have now completely fallen into the devil.

Xie Tingyun said stagnantly, "Master."

Dao Ling looked particularly relieved. He laughed and said, "Tingyun, you have never seen such a high-spirited master."

Dao Ling touched the magic pattern on his forehead with a sigh and said, "Help Master to take a look at this magic pattern. You came too fast. I haven't seen it myself yet. I hope it's not too ugly."

"..." Xie Tingyun's throat was clogged, and after a while he said, "When did it happen?"

Before Dao Ling could answer, Ning Chen interrupted, "It's ugly. The demonization was not successful enough. You are not qualified."

Dao Ling: “…”

Dao Ling pointed at Ning Chen and said to Xie Tingyun, "Let him go."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Daoming's eyes dimmed slightly.

All the Mahayana monks present understood what the word "Ningchen" meant.

With this level of demonization, it is not even possible for him to develop a demonic heart.

Dao Ling himself had old injuries, and his long-standing inner demons were aggravated by Ting Yun's almost suicidal behavior.

Dao Ling simply ignored everyone's opposition and took this opportunity to become a demon.

He had been stuck in the Mahayana realm for a long time and had long lost hope of advancing. Half of his life was over and the rest of his days were filled with boredom and waiting for death, which he could see the end of.

Honestly speaking, Dao Ling thought that he might as well give it a try and see if he could take advantage of this chance of falling into evil to have a chance of redemption.

Save the human race's life...save his regrets.

Ning Chen was always good at breaking the atmosphere: "Hey, how long do you have left to live? It can't be even ten years."

Dao Ling rolled up his sleeves and said, "Tingyun, if you don't chase him away, I will do it myself."

Xie Tingyun took a deep breath and went straight forward to hug Dao Ling.

Dao Ling froze.

“…”

After a long while, Dao Ling sighed deeply and said, "It's just from a few hundred years to a few decades, Tingyun. If you want to have a last burst of glory, you will always have to pay a price. There are still more than ten years left. If you work harder, your master can still watch you become a god. What are you afraid of?"

How can one maintain the current state after falling into the devil's realm and at the same time increase his strength instead of decreasing?

The only feasible solution, their only way out, is to consume their remaining lifespan in exchange for a brief flash in the pan.

The fall from spiritual practice to demonic development will cause great damage to one's own strength.

Dao Ling had already thought about it. His purpose was not to transform into a demon and create a demon heart. That was just a side job, to see if it could be done easily.

What Dao Ling wants is to take advantage of this sensitive period to burn out his own life and pave the way for the next generation.

His Tingyun didn't even have the power to fall in love with a demon and spend the rest of his life with him.

The stubborn old man couldn't bear to see this.

Although Dao Ling still couldn't get used to Ning Chen, he couldn't help but think that Ting Yun liked him. And to be honest, the Demon Lord was indeed a pretty good guy, just a little mean. Every time people saw him, they wanted to beat him up.

At this critical juncture, a figure of Dao Ling's size cannot be allowed to perish. Compared to being hidden behind Liuyun Sect by Xie Tingyun, away from all dangers, and watching the disciples he brought up die one by one, it would be better to have a big one and die quickly.

Xie Tingyun couldn't have failed to understand. He reacted almost immediately upon seeing Daoling.

But his eyes were still red, and he couldn't help but say: "Whose disciple can directly cross the two great realms of Nirvana and Transformation from Mahayana in just over ten years, and then ascend directly?"

Dao Ling just smiled and said nothing.

After a moment, Xie Tingyun turned his head and pinched the corner of his eyes to avoid losing his composure in front of everyone. He then scanned the crowd and finally fixed his eyes on Daoming.

Daoming knew that he couldn't hide the gaze of his junior fellow apprentice, so he spread out his hands and showed his magic pattern to Xie Tingyun.

Dao Ling decided to go all out and took Dao Xin over, saying, "Here's another one. My fellow apprentices are now complete."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyunqi smiled, but his eyes suddenly turned red.