A crescent moon hung low over the treetops, cold and indistinct. In the dark woods, the sounds of fighting startled the birds in the trees, causing them to flutter and scatter.
The old Taoist priest had a solemn expression, his eyes scanning the surroundings and his ears listening to everything around him. Although he was old and frail, his withered body, resembling a dead tree, was surprisingly agile and powerful.
After making a feint, he decisively withdrew.
He moved with the agility of a swallow, skimming the surface of the water as he leaped into the grass. Using the dry grass as leverage, he quickly retreated and escaped.
The old Taoist's sinister eyes were filled with ruthlessness, his heart pounding, constantly on guard against what lay behind him.
He never expected that something would happen in Hengdian.
Logically, given the demons' current plans, it should be extremely difficult for demon hunters to find their whereabouts. Unexpectedly, their whereabouts were exposed after only extracting a few souls in Hengdian.
It seems the demon hunter is determined to fight the demon to the death. In that case, it's time to change tactics and devise a new plan.
His Highness's demonic body was already incomplete, and he lost an arm in Penang. Now, to completely forge his demonic form, he needs at least two hundred thousand more souls. The mortal realm is already prepared, making it extremely difficult to gather these two hundred thousand souls.
We should discuss this with the demon elders later. If all else fails, we should temporarily avoid confrontation and wait until the demon hunters are less wary before taking further action.
However, judging from the situation before leaving the demon cave, the demon elders seemed impatient.
If they cannot gather 200,000 spirits within three years, they will extract the earth's spiritual energy, causing the earth's veins to collapse and creating a major accident in order to gather the spirits.
However, this is a last resort.
When the accident happens, it will surely alarm the King of Hell, and the Underworld will definitely fight with the Demon Clan for the soul.
Whether the demons can defeat Yama remains to be seen.
After analyzing the current situation, the old Taoist priest shifted his focus to the demon hunter and the several demons chasing him.
He was completely unaware that a pair of piercing eyes were staring intently at him from the dark haystack.
Just as the old Taoist was about to fly out of the bushes, a rustling sound came from the weeds, and then a black and white rope, like a flying snake in the night, suddenly darted out of the weeds.
The rope seemed to have eyes, and it hurtled towards the old Taoist's back.
No sooner said than done, the old Taoist seemed to sense something, his eyes suddenly opened, and using his toes as leverage, he shot headfirst into the air, dodging the sneak attack from behind.
The old Taoist was fast, but what was chasing him was even faster.
Just as he was about to leap into the air, something cold tightly wrapped around his ankle.
The old Taoist frowned, gripped his longsword, and swung it back towards his ankle.
—Clang!
A crisp clanging sound rang out abruptly. The sharp longsword in the old Taoist's hand, gleaming with a dazzling light, seemed to have encountered its natural enemy and snapped in two.
A sharp glint flashed on the tip of the sword, and it fell into the grass.
The old Taoist priest stared in astonishment at the broken sword. His eyes widened, and his wrinkled face was filled with disbelief.
...His magical artifact!
His magical artifact was broken?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
His magical weapon was forged from the hardest demonic iron in the demon cave. Apart from a few Buddhist artifacts passed down from the Buddhist school, no other magical weapon could cut it.
The old Taoist priest's heart ached, and his eyes turned red with anger. He lowered his head and looked at the thing wrapped around his ankle.
All that could be seen was a rather unremarkable black and white whip wrapped around his feet, and at the other end of the whip was a pretty little girl.
Silver Ring raised her little head slightly, met the old Taoist's sinister eyes, and gave a playful smile.
Hmph, dreaming of breaking her whip!
Did they think her whip was made of hemp rope, capable of cutting through any deformed fruit?
Pshaw, this is something she refined from snake skin, and it's snake skin that has undergone lightning tribulation.
Yin Huan puffed out her cheeks, frowned, grabbed the long whip, and suddenly exerted force, pulling the old Taoist down from mid-air.
You little punk, trying to run? No way!
--Bang!
The old Taoist priest was caught off guard and slammed hard to the ground.
The old Taoist priest was very experienced in combat. Ignoring the restraints on his feet, he immediately did a somersault as soon as he landed, flipping himself up with one hand on the ground, and rushed towards Silver Ring with half of his broken sword in his hand.
He intends to retaliate and kill Silver Ring.
Upon seeing this, Yin Huan panicked and hurriedly dashed towards Hei Xiong and the others, dragging her whip along.
"Blackie, help!" Silver Ring cried out urgently.
Holy crap, I messed up... This damn Taoist priest didn't die from the fall, he's still jumping around, and now he's even trying to kill her.
Silver Ring, wielding her long whip, fled at the fastest speed she had ever known.
To be honest, although Yin Huan has achieved considerable skill in cultivation, she really has little combat experience. All she knows how to do is crack her whip; when faced with something serious, she's incredibly timid.
Fortunately, she also has an escape skill – Flash!
The old Taoist priest, his ankle entangled by the long whip, intended to take advantage of the situation to pounce backward and kill the silver ring blocking his escape. Unexpectedly, the silver ring flashed, causing him not only to miss his target but also to lose his balance and fall to the ground once again.
The situation was critical. He had feinted, and the demon and the exorcist who had been temporarily held back had already broken free. Seeing this, the old Taoist priest was extremely anxious. He rolled on the spot, grabbed the whip with his withered hand, and tried to pull the silver ring back.
But alas... his strength was no match for Silver Ring's.
Silver Ring's only strength and ability were her whip-wielding skills. When she was really determined, she held her own in a tug-of-war with the demon prince in the black hole, let alone the old Taoist priest who was just a mortal.
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