"I will kill you and turn you into a human pill!"
Luo Jianqing stopped talking.
This place was too dark, so Luo Jianqing could only sit quietly and meditate. But for some reason, this place didn't have a single trace of spiritual energy. The ethereal power of "Nine Heavenly Records" kept catching it in the air, but eventually it came back lost.
Luo Jianqing silently counted the time in his mind and estimated that ten days had passed.
He didn't know whether the powerful person who had captured him was a demonic cultivator or a righteous cultivator, nor did he know where this place was. He only knew that the person seemed to come to check on him every hour and then inject some boiling energy into his temples.
At first, the energies were so hot that Luo Jianqing felt like he was about to be burned to ashes. But gradually, the energies became less intense. After five days, Luo Jianqing had adapted, so the man switched to even hotter energies.
These energies are not like spiritual power, nor are they like attacks. If I had to describe it, it is like pouring boiling water into an ordinary person's body. If Luo Jianqing's body was not strong enough, he would have been burned to death by these things.
"He must be a cultivator above the Tribulation Crossing Stage, probably at the Mahayana Stage, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to abduct me from Senior Master Yuqingzi. He also once said that he wanted to refine me into a human pill. There's a 60% chance that what he said is true, which means he's also a master alchemist."
In just ten days, Luo Jianqing had summarized some information he could know.
However, knowing this was of no use. He was still imprisoned by the other party and didn't even know where he was.
On the eleventh day, the scorching energy intensified, and this time, Luo Jianqing fainted from the heat. He felt his soul being shattered by the energy, his meridians shattered, and even his flesh and blood burned bright red, his bones creaking.
Luo Jianqing lay motionless on the ground, blood oozing from every part of his body. It was as if he was draining every ounce of blood from his eyes, nose, ears, mouth... from every pore. Those powerful and overbearing things were like magma, frantically scraping at Luo Jianqing's insides. He had long since lost consciousness and could only barely endure it.
He naturally didn't know that at this moment, the natal lamp belonging to him, placed in the second row of the Lingyun Hall on Taihua Mountain, had begun to dim rapidly.
Ten days ago, after Venerable Yuqingzi returned to Mount Taihua to report the news, Xuanlingzi had arrived, guarding the azure natal lamp day and night. In those ten days, the lamp had experienced periods of wild flames and periods of calm and quiet, but never before, as it did now. It was constantly dimming and shrinking, leaving Xuanlingzi's eyes drooping, their blood red enough to seep.
"Jianqing!"
Xuan Lingzi uttered a word from his throat, as if he had used up all his strength. Then he turned around and turned into a stream of light, immediately flying to the gate of Taihua Mountain.
Just as he reached the mountain gate, Venerable Hao Xingzi arrived and stopped him, sternly saying, "We've already sent people to the Demon Realm to secretly search for you. Junior Brother, how dare you leave Taihua Mountain? The demon tribe has been keeping a close eye on our situation here for centuries. Don't be impulsive!"
Xuan Lingzi's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry blood. He said, "Brother, Jianqing's natal lamp is about to go out!"
Hao Xingzi already knew this. He trembled with grief, but he still said, "Junior Brother, if you leave, the demon race will have a reason to start a war with us humans again. For the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of those billions of mortals, how can you..."
"If he dies, what does the life of the people in the world have to do with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Lingzi slashed at the blocking Hao Xingzi with a golden sword light, knocking the latter away. The next moment, he disappeared from Hao Xingzi's sight like a meteor, breaking through the sect's formation protecting Taihua Mountain and flying straight north.
Hao Xingzi opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Junior brother!"
Deep in the demon realm, in a dark cave.
An ancient and vicissitudes voice: "The human race has broken the contract!"
A hoarse and broken voice said, "The Demon Lord is already striving for the Spiritualization Stage. Now Xuan Lingzi has actually broken his promise. We have found a perfect opportunity to leave here and disrupt the Demon Lord's advancement! Heaven protects the demon race, and Heaven will prosper the demon race!"
A voice as heavy as stone said, "Can we win this time? We still need to plan carefully."
A soft and sweet voice said, "That lovely little Qianqiu has always been very vigilant. We must not act rashly. He shouldn't have the opportunity to reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage. We must first investigate why little Qianqiu has had the opportunity to break through. After destroying him, we can then plan our battle."
The old man who spoke first was silent for a moment, then said, "Yin Ji, I'll leave this matter to you."
Yin Ji smiled softly: "Okay, it's been a long time since I last saw the lovely little Qianqiu, and that little Wuyin who never likes to smile."
A hoarse voice laughed out loud: "Yin Ji, your face was disfigured by that Xuan Lingzi back then, and you still dare to think about him now?"
Yin Ji's voice suddenly turned cold: "Get out!"
The hoarse voice laughed for a moment, then suddenly said seriously, "Xuan Lingzi broke through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage a hundred years ago, and Mo Qianqiu is no weaker than you or me. Yin Ji, don't be careless."
Yin Ji giggled and said, "Don't worry."
Deep within the demon realm, something hidden in the shadows gradually began to change. And in the Demon Realm bordering the demon realm, the Demon Lord had been in seclusion since he unleashed the Blood Spirit Technique ten days ago, never emerging.
Mo Qiu's handsome face was completely pale at this moment. If Luo Jianqing were here, he would definitely be shocked, because Mo Qiu had actually reached the late stage of the Out-of-Body Realm! How fast was this! In just one year, he had reached another realm. Compared to Mo Qiu, Xuan Lingzi could be considered completely untalented!
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