Li Ting put Li Xingran down.
“This doesn’t look like Zhao Yunwan’s work!” Li Xingran walked around.
"This should be the Wufang Tower, which was forcibly modified by others after its construction."
After Li Xingran entered the Mahayana stage, no clue could escape her eyes.
They carefully examined the traces inside the tower.
"This must have been one of that demon's minions."
"And just recently."
"Brother Emperor, you said Xiao Ding came here, but only stepped one foot into the tower before leaving, is that right?"
"Yes, then I rushed over to check, but I didn't find anything amiss." Xiao Sheng answered without hesitation, revealing his whereabouts that day.
"That's it. The demon must have sensed this place and left traces. His subordinates then came and arranged all of this."
"If Xiao Ding had stepped into the Tower of No Return that day, his soul would definitely have been devoured."
"It seems his soul is very powerful, otherwise that demon would have already fused the soul together."
Li Xingran clicked her tongue in admiration. "Tsk tsk tsk indeed, she truly lives up to her reputation as the protagonist of the original book."
"Father, Mother, brothers, I'm leaving this place to you. Let's destroy the tower!"
After saying that, Li Xingran flew out of the tower, and everyone else followed suit.
Then, everyone flew to the top of the Tower of No Form.
A continuous stream of spiritual energy was poured into the Wufang Tower. As the spiritual energy entered the Wufang Tower, Li Xingran heard a wail.
There were also angry roars.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Sheng unleashed the Samadhi True Fire, enveloping the Wufang Pagoda.
Under the influence of spiritual power and Samadhi Fire, the Wufang Pagoda was reduced to ashes in an instant.
Inside Chonghua Palace, Xiao Ding was writhing on the ground in agony.
“You fool, now that the tower is destroyed, it will take me a long time. If you go into that tower, I can preserve your soul and spirit, and when the time comes, you can reconstruct your physical body and still come back.”
"Since you insist on opposing me, then I will make you disappear from this world completely."
"Then let's all perish together. I've had enough of living anyway. Rather than living a pathetic life at the mercy of others, I'd rather be dead."
Xiao Ding struggled to his feet, picked up the dagger that had been prepared on the bookshelf, and prepared to stab it into his heart.
"You, don't be impulsive. If your physical body dies, wouldn't all my hard work have been for nothing? We can talk things over, we can talk things over."
"I have one condition. If you agree, I will immediately give you my soul." Xiao Ding knew he would succeed this time.
"What are your conditions?"
"I'll ask you a few questions first, and you must answer them truthfully, or I'll stab you," Xiao Ding said viciously.
"What's the problem?" the demon asked warily.
"Why do you insist on merging with my soul?" Xiao Ding asked the question he had been pondering for a long time.
"My physical body was destroyed in the war between immortals and demons, and only my soul and spirit escaped."
"At that time, your aura matched my physical body. By using your body to merge with your soul, I was able to recover to the peak of my cultivation."
"It just takes time, but it also gives me time to rest and recuperate."
"Since you can do that, now that I've found a physical body, can you separate my body from my soul and spirit and send them into another body?" Xiao Ding pressed.
"It is possible, but it would have been best to do this inside the Tower of No Dimensions, but the tower has been destroyed."
"You don't need to worry about that. I can build another Tower of No Dimensions," Xiao Ding said confidently.
"You think you're that capable? I don't believe it."
"Look what this is?" Xiao Ding spread his hands.
His palm was surprisingly a miniature version of the Tower of No Cube.
"It seems you're someone important. I agree to this condition."
"Also, you must teach me cultivation." Xiao Ding knew from the strange and unusual techniques that Xiao Jing had collected that there were immortal techniques in this world that ordinary people did not know about.
"I cultivate the demonic path, are you sure you want to learn it?" The demon was surprised, as this was the first time someone had voluntarily said they wanted to cultivate the demonic path.
"I have long been possessed by demons, my inner demons, don't you know?" Xiao Ding shed tears.
He didn't know why he was so obsessed with that throne.
In the dead of night, I always dream of sitting on the dragon throne in the Golden Palace, pointing out the flaws in the country.
But when he woke up, he found himself back to being a powerless prince, living like a dog.
He was unwilling to accept it. He was clearly more outstanding than Xiao Sheng, and he was about to become the crown prince.
Who was it that supported Xiao Sheng? It was Li Ting, Li Ting and his wife.
It is Prime Minister Wan Nian, it is the Qianji Gate, it is those people in the court who are now bowing down to Xiao Sheng.
He wants to throw the world into chaos, and then, as a savior, take it back.
Only those with extraordinary abilities can become kings.
"Where have I seen the way they destroyed the Tower of No Formation before?" the demon murmured within Xiao Ding's body.
"Ah, I remember now, isn't this the magic that group of people used on me?"
"Celestial arts? You're saying Xiao Sheng and his group know celestial magic?" Xiao Ding thought this was too unbelievable.
Why do good things always happen to Xiao Sheng, while here we are plagued by dark, filthy witchcraft and demonic arts that cannot be seen in the light?
God is so unfair!
"Do I still have a chance to defeat them?" Xiao Ding was like a deflated balloon.
How could you underestimate my abilities?
"The spiritual energy here is thin, and my immortal techniques can only reach the Mahayana stage. Once I recover my peak cultivation, killing them will be as easy as killing an ant."
"If you were really that powerful, you wouldn't have needed to borrow my body to be reborn," Xiao Ding scoffed.
"I wasn't defeated here. Do you know the circumstances under which I was defeated?"
"What's going on? Is it really a war between gods and demons?"
"You're really smart, kid. It really is a war between gods and demons."
"Dozens of top-tier gods besieged me for a full ninety-nine days before I was defeated and forced to flee," the demon said through gritted teeth.
"I'm going to find a body. You better behave yourself for now."
"Find someone with martial arts skills; an ordinary person's body can't withstand it. Because you're going to possess someone else's body in a short time." The demon's voice gradually faded into the distance.
"Someone with martial arts skills?" Xiao Ding thought of the four major sects that had killed and set fires for Zhao Yunwan.
Which one is the most powerful?
But how am I supposed to leave the palace?
What Xiao Ding didn't know was that after Xiao Sheng ascended the throne, all the four major sects that had any connection with Zhao Yunwan had been eliminated by the Qianji Sect.
The remaining survivors were just insignificant underlings.
The Heavenly Guards in the palace are among the most skilled martial artists within the imperial city.
Consort Chen had Heavenly Guards by her side.
Xiao Ding sat in the room for a while longer.
Looking in the mirror, he thought that perhaps he could gain some sympathy if he went to Consort Chen's palace looking like this.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Ding went to Consort Chen's palace.
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