Inside the cramped carriage, Ahui deftly drew his long whip and bound the demon that Qingmang had brought back into a ball. But he couldn't give up. As he closed the carriage door, he kicked the demon twice more.
The demon was unwilling to accept his fate and struggled desperately, trying to break free of his restraints. However, the whip that Ah Hui used to bind him was no ordinary whip; it was forged from the snakeskin of Luo Mang Tuo, and no matter what the demon did, he could not break free.
This demon was truly unlucky; he never imagined he would stumble on such a seemingly foolproof mission. After infusing his demonic energy into the ley lines, he immediately withdrew, only to encounter two formidable obstacles on the way. These two obstacles were tough nuts to crack; they not only severely injured him but also captured him.
What are the origins of these two powerful demons?
And this person... he seems to be in cahoots with those two demons.
Seeing the demon's restlessness, Ahui bent down and kicked him in the buttocks twice more, scolding, "Behave yourself, or I'll pluck your ghost hair." After saying that, he threateningly tugged at the tuft of green hair on the demon's head.
Ah Hui and Yin Huan have lived together for so long, and they've seen all sorts of demons and monsters. Now, his immunity to these strange creatures is getting higher and higher. When he was studying in Penang, he even went to the Luo Fa Temple on weekends to help defend against demon invasions.
Ah Hui hated the demon with a passion that made his teeth itch.
At Luofa Temple, he witnessed the temple's master die after having his heart ripped out by a demon.
These monstrous things are utterly inhuman and wreak havoc on humanity. Since their appearance, the number of people who have died in accidents has multiplied in the past two years.
Those are the lives of millions. If they committed crimes and died under the law, they deserved it. But to die unjustly in the machinations of the treacherous demons is utterly innocent.
Ahui breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands. He then saw Qingmang and Su Yi intently observing their surroundings.
Having cultivated for so long, Ahui could also sense the direction of the energy field in the air. Seeing the north wind sweeping through the mountains, the withered trees seemed to be infused with life, swaying joyfully, and he knew that Silver Ring had successfully cast the spell.
Ahui's lips curled into a slight smile, filled with emotion. His experiences over the past two years felt like a dream, bizarre and fantastical.
That little girl with the wagging tail has transformed into a descendant of Nuwa from ancient mythology. Brother Qing is a demon with the bloodline of the Tengshe, and the other one is also a Tengshe.
He was completely bewildered. How could he, a mere mortal, have gained their favor? He must have done something incredibly virtuous in his past life to be blessed by Heaven in this one and be able to meet these people.
"Not bad, kid. Your skills have improved a lot in just six months." The green python turned around and patted Ahui on the shoulder with satisfaction.
This kid's aura has changed dramatically. Not only that, he can also bind the demon with his own power.
Even though they captured the demon, truly binding him will not be easy.
Ahui scratched his head sheepishly: "I went to Luohan Temple to help out. The people from Master Song's sect were very kind. Every time I went, they would give me pointers on how to cultivate."
Pan Wenxuan, the Grand Elder of the Qing Sect, learned about the connection between Ahui and Yinhuan from Songtian Mountain Pass. He felt that Ahui's experience was very similar to that of the founder of the Qing Sect. As a result, he developed a fondness for Ahui and subconsciously paid more attention to him.
Seeing that Ah Hui had abundant energy but didn't know how to use it, he privately put his heart into teaching him.
Ah Hui is also a studious person. In just half a year, he has mastered the secrets of cultivation. Now, his skill level is on par with Song Tianshan, the senior disciple of the Qingzong sect.
As they talked, Luo Mang and Yin Huan came down from the mountain. As soon as they arrived, their eyes fell on the demon inside the carriage.
The demon was bound by a long whip. As Luo Mang and Yin Huan approached, his struggling body suddenly stopped, and he looked up in surprise at the two of them.
"Tengshe..." The demon was horrified, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Tengshe, Tengshe... it could actually be Tengshe.
Even if Tengshe were reduced to ashes, the great demons of the Demon Cave would never forget him. Back then, it was he who drove the entire demon race into the Demon Cave and even killed their prince.
The creature that came to destroy the earth's veins this time is a great demon that has lived in the Demon Cave for thousands of years. Great demons have long lifespans and, if nothing unexpected happens, are immortal. Most of them have personally experienced that great battle back then.
So with just one glance, the demon recognized Luo Mang's identity.
The demons' hatred for Tengshe has continued from ancient times to the present day; that sealed resentment and humiliation are deeply engraved in their demonic souls.
"Tsk tsk, you recognize me?" A look of surprise flashed in Luo Mang's eyes.
The demon glared at Luo Mang with indignation and hatred in his eyes: "Even if you turn to ashes, I will still recognize you."
Luo Mang curled his lips and chuckled, "It seems there really is a story between us that I have to tell."
In the inherited memories, Tengshe once fought a great battle with the Demon Clan. The enmity between the two sides had been formed thousands of years ago.
The demon grinned maliciously: "Tengshe, don't be so smug. His Highness is about to be resurrected. You won't be able to enjoy your freedom for long. Sooner or later, we will seek revenge on you for what happened back then."
Yin Huan raised an eyebrow and said sarcastically, "Are you sure your so-called prince can be resurrected? Living in a Buddhist temple bathed in Buddha's light every day, I think you should stop bothering with your efforts."
I really don't know where these demons get their confidence that their prince can definitely be resurrected.
Do you really think Luohan Temple is a vegetarian temple? With Huo Fei and that old man Yuan Chi around, the Demon Prince's demonic soul will be exhausted sooner or later, and he will have no chance of being resurrected.
The demon's gaze shifted to the silver ring, a hint of deep suspicion flashing in his dark demonic eyes.
As if he had discovered something, his eyes suddenly widened, a hint of fear flashing in his pupils. He then lowered his eyelids to hide the fear that was rising in his eyes.
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