The tragic demonic soul, under the golden light of the merits of the sutras of salvation and the silver ring, was changing color at a visible speed.
From being completely black and devoid of any color, it gradually becomes transparent.
When the people who had finished their meeting returned to the main hall, the greatest demon in the world had become a pure, clear soul, devoid of any impurities.
The demon soul was pulled out of the demon core by Yuan Chi.
He floated in the air above the main hall like a thin piece of paper.
Having finally escaped his predicament, "Demon Soul" suddenly flipped his hands, ready to launch an attack. But when he raised his arms, he discovered that he had no power within his body to command.
The Demon Palace was completely dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.
...What about his magic?
He is the highest-ranking and most powerful demon in the demon race. Even with only half a star of demonic power left, he can still unleash an attack stronger than that of an ordinary great demon.
But now... there isn't. There isn't a single wisp of magic power within his soul to unleash his attacks.
"Hahaha...."
Silver Ring tilted her head back, looked at the bewildered soul in mid-air, and laughed until she bent over.
It's a success! It's a success!
Silver Ring laughed triumphantly.
Tsk tsk tsk, I'm really amazing, I actually managed to exorcise the demonic soul. Although, something seems off about this clean soul.
But regardless of whether it's right or wrong, the soul in front of us is completely clean, without a trace of demonic pollution or karmic taint.
Can a soul without magic still be called a magical soul?
This is no different from a newly born soul, okay?
"Silver Ring... what did you do?" Yuan Chi stared blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Yuan Chi felt that his brain wasn't quite up to the task.
When he first heard Yin Huan reciting the sutras for the deceased, he thought she was just playing around because she had nothing better to do!
After he finally managed to suppress his rapidly rising cultivation level and turned back to prepare for a major operation to purify the demonic soul in the shortest possible time, the demonic soul had completely changed.
Yuan Chi refused to believe in evil and dragged the "demon soul" out of the place of suppression.
But when he pulled it out and looked at it clearly, Yuan Chi was dumbfounded.
What about the Demon Soul?
Where did the demonic soul that had been locked in a stalemate with him for over a year go? Where did this clean and incredibly clear soul come from?
Silver Ring stopped laughing, raised her hand and pointed to the soul floating in mid-air, saying triumphantly, "I've delivered the demonic soul to the afterlife."
"...Exorcise the demonic soul?" Yuan Chi turned his head mechanically, expressionless, staring blankly at the "demonic soul".
Yuan Ji was surprised: Demonic souls aren't human spirits, so how can they be exorcised? Shouldn't they be purified with Buddhist power?
Silver Ring raised an eyebrow: "Look at him, is he still a demon soul?"
Yuan Chi shook his head repeatedly: "It's not a demonic soul anymore."
But... this isn't right!
The demon soul is born that way; there is no record of it in the yin and yang world. How can it be helped to be reborn in the afterlife?
Moreover, once the soul has been successfully liberated, it will directly enter the cycle of reincarnation the moment the liberation is successful, without even needing to cross the Bridge of Helplessness, and will not remain in the world at all.
But this soul before me... it wasn't pulled away by the power of reincarnation, and not only that, it seemed to retain the memories of its time as a demon. Otherwise, it wouldn't have tried to attack as soon as it was freed.
What's going on?
Who knows what happened? Even Silver Ring, the instigator, didn't know what was going on.
Not only did Yuan Chi and Yin Huan not know what was going on, but even the person involved, the former Demon Prince, didn't know what was happening.
When he discovered that his power had inexplicably disappeared, he was instantly filled with rage.
"Witch, what have you done to me?" The Demon Prince, who had been the subject of many legends, uttered his first words upon his appearance.
Yin Huan frowned and retorted angrily, "Bah! You're the witch..."
"You treacherous vixen, once I am resurrected, I will devour your soul first!" The Demon Lord gritted his teeth, glaring fiercely at Silver Ring.
Unfortunately, he was now just an ordinary soul. No matter how ferocious his expression was, he was nothing more than a plucked phoenix, unable to cause any trouble. Apart from verbal sparring, he could do nothing else.
The Demon Lord had memories; he knew his current predicament was entirely due to the enchantress before him. It was she who captured the little fox he was nurturing, throwing the demons into disarray and exposing them to the mortal realm.
Silver Ring chuckled sarcastically: "Resurrection? You think someone like you can be resurrected? If you're so capable, bite me now."
After saying that, Yin Huan frowned and turned to Yuan Chi, saying, "Old monk, hurry up and get this devil to reincarnate. Oh, and communicate with Yama, remember to give this guy a few more bowls of Meng Po soup, and then throw him into the animal realm. In case he has another chance to cause trouble, it would be best to reincarnate him as a pig and kill him every year to cut off his chance to cultivate again."
"That's a good idea."
As soon as Yin Huan finished speaking, the group of people who had finished their meeting returned to the hall. Luo Mang's eyes lit up, and he immediately chimed in to agree with Yin Huan.
As soon as Luo Mang finished speaking, the Demon Palace floating in mid-air screamed in terror: "Tengshe..."
The Demon Lord was stunned and paled, his soul twisting in shock. After regaining his senses, he let out a few loud cries, swinging his arms wildly, his fists clenched and thrashing about as if he were having a cramp.
Upon seeing Luo Mang, the Demon Palace was enraged. His resentful gaze was almost tangible, and he wished he could tear Luo Mang to pieces.
His current predicament is all thanks to Luo Mang.
Thousands of years ago, Tengshe went mad and fought him to the death. In the end, he injured Tengshe's demon core, but Tengshe expelled his demonic soul from his body. Not only that, but it also exhausted its own merits in an attempt to destroy his soul.
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