Mo Qiu said, "You are still inexperienced and don't know that across the entire demon realm, Jin Li's strength is no less than that of Yin Ji and Hao Ming, two of the Four Great Demon Lords. Only the Heavenly Demon Lord can control him, but he is not good at deploying troops or calculating conspiracies. Only Yin Ji could guess that we had killed the Black Poison Monster and decisively send people to continue hunting us."
Luo Jianqing asked: "What exactly do I want to know?"
Mo Qiu said with a grave expression, "Jin Li was actually sent out to hunt us down. The demon race's ambition is not just to capture us; they must have a more far-reaching purpose. No matter what, you must remember that the one who holds the greatest power in the demon realm is definitely Yin Ji, but standing behind her is the Heavenly Demon Venerable, Du Jue Tian Lao."
"Why are you telling me all this?" Luo Jianqing felt a surge of unease. He had long since given up on asking Mo Qiu why he knew so much, but he felt that Mo Qiu was acting strangely at the moment, and it made him feel... uneasy.
Mo Qiu's thin lips curled slightly, and he suddenly said, "Because I am happy to do so, what's it to you?"
The voice echoed across the small island. The nearby demon clan venerable seemed to hear nothing, but Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes. He immediately tried to send a message and ask more questions, but he saw a bright light pierce the eastern sky and sprinkle onto the dark Wind God Sea.
Luo Jianqing's eyes narrowed, and Mo Qiu's speed increased.
"Steal the sky and change the day!"
In an instant, the light that had just illuminated the sky and the earth disappeared completely, and darkness fell again!
This time, the darkness was far purer than before, devoid of any reflective material, and vision was completely lost at that moment. When Mo Qiu forced out his spirit and used its power to perform this bizarre technique, Luo Jianqing didn't hesitate for a moment. He drew his sword and thrust it forward, stabbing at the direction remaining in his vision.
The sword thrust forward, imbued with the power of cause and effect, yet Luo Jianqing had no intention of actually inflicting any harm on Jin Li. He pulled Mo Qiu away, and the two of them moved at such speed that with only two "plops" they both fell into the water.
After the two fell into the water, the sky suddenly brightened and the darkness disappeared again.
On the small island, the black-cloaked demon lord raised his left hand and grasped the Frost Floating Sword between two fingers. The Frost Floating Sword was covered in tiny silver snakes, and the power of the "Nine Lotuses Heaven-Destroying Record" surged wildly through the sword, but it could not harm the opponent in the slightest.
Jin Li raised his head, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes. His forehead was covered with sweat. Although the darkness was only for a moment, it was enough to make his face pale and his lips tremble slightly.
He moved his fingers, and the Frost Floating Sword let out a painful sword cry, then lost its light and was thrown into the sea by the opponent at will.
Jin Li stood up and walked to the place where Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu jumped into the sea. He narrowed his eyes and a blue light flashed through his eyes.
Rumble!
The sea was split in two, as if some magical force was blocking the water, causing it to rise, forming a wall of water and creating a path for people to walk on. Countless strong winds surged from the sea, rushing towards Jin Li like crazy, but he gently waved his hand, dispelling the strong winds and walking forward step by step.
At the same time, the seawater pressing down on Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu also disappeared completely. Seeing the seawater automatically split into two sides, Luo Jianqing had no time to wonder. He pulled Mo Qiu along and walked away, eventually even picking him up in his arms, channeling all his spiritual energy to speed up.
In his arms, the red-clothed demon cultivator kept coughing up blood, and his face had already turned pale.
Luo Jianqing's plan hinged on the idea that they could create pure darkness, causing Jin Li to recall his greatest nightmare. Mo Qiu claimed he could accomplish this. His cultivation technique, during the Tribulation Crossing stage, included a spell called "Stealing the Sky and Substituting the Sun." A thousand years ago, the Demon Lord used this technique to steal Jin Li's light, and now, Mo Qiu had employed the same technique.
However, that was a spell that could only be used during the Tribulation Crossing Stage. No matter how talented Mo Qiu was, he was only at the level of a half-step fusion cultivator. So, in order to perform this move, Mo Qiu overdrew his own spiritual power and used it forcefully.
From that moment on, it became Luo Jianqing's mission. He needed to ensure that the two of them could escape from here and break free from Jin Li's control.
Mo Qiu reached out and wiped the blood from his lips, but it continued to flow, soaking his red robe. He looked up at the handsome monk before him, suddenly chuckling softly, and said, "I suddenly remembered, Luo Jianqing, when we first met, you invited me to stay in your room for the night. You slept on the floor, and I slept on the bed."
Luo Jianqing was in no mood to care about what Mo Qiu said at the moment.
Unexpectedly, Mo Qiu continued, "At that time, I thought you were a very interesting kid, so I wanted to tease you. Luo Jianqing, but you ignored me, which really made me very angry... cough cough..."
"Shut up! We can talk about this later. Now get out of here!"
Mo Qiu directly covered his lips with his hands, but blood continued to flow out of his mouth and flowed down through his fingers. Luo Jianqing could clearly feel that Mo Qiu's breath was rapidly weakening, but it was not really to the point of exhaustion, just becoming very weak.
Luo Jianqing couldn't help but said anxiously: "If you have this time, then quickly heal yourself!"
Mo Qiu asked, "Where's your sword?"
Luo Jianqing said: "Now is not the time to talk about this?"
It was obvious that Luo Jianqing had no time to retrieve the Frost Floating Sword and could only escape.
Mo Qiu frowned and said, "For a cultivator, the natal sword is extremely important. I remember that when I first met you, you used that sword. It has become connected to your mind. Luo Jianqing, you shouldn't cough..."
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