Demon Realm, Holy City.
"My Lord...are you going to go against your subordinates?" Ghost Blade looked at Cen Ji with gloomy eyes. "My Lord, are you so fearless of life and death?"
Cen Ji chuckled, turned around and wanted to sit on the couch, but the Delusion-Devouring Curse in his body suddenly took effect.
The piercing pain came again, and Cen Ji lost his balance and fell onto the couch, his pale face still calm.
Ghost Blade narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly. "My Lord...you forced me to do this."
Cen Ji suddenly laughed, his shoulders trembling constantly, and bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he seemed unaware of it.
"Ghost Blade, you won't kill me." Cen Ji said firmly.
"This Demon Realm cannot do without you, but can you leave me? Without me, you are not legitimate... Forget ruling the Demon Realm, even entering this Holy City would be difficult."
Ghost Blade raised his hand, a ball of black air rose from his palm, and he waved it towards Cen Ji.
Cen Ji leaned on the couch without dodging, allowing the ghost blade to intensify the delusion-devouring curse in his body.
Cen Ji frowned and smiled at the severe pain that made his whole body tremble.
His clothes were stained with blood, and some of his hair was scattered and stuck to his forehead. Even though he was so defeated, his eyes were still neither humble nor arrogant.
"Ahem..." Cen Ji raised his hands with difficulty and sat up straight, saying in a weak voice, "You know very well that I am not afraid of this Delusion Devouring Curse."
"If you push me too far, I'll burn my boats..."
"You have been the one who managed the Demon Realm for so many years. I am just a reaping the benefits. Even if you destroy the Demon Realm, I will not feel any pain."
Ghost Blade withdrew his hand, raised an eyebrow, and smiled. "If your Lord doesn't feel sorry for the Demon Realm, then perhaps he feels sorry for... the disciple of the Guiyun Sect's Sect Master?"
Cen Ji's eyes paused, and the air around him turned cold.
Black fog rose from behind Cen Ji and spread to Ghost Blade like a devil's claw.
Guiren glanced at Gu Du beside him, it seemed that he guessed right.
"If you dare to touch a hair on her head, I will make you regret your rebirth!"
The bone poison lingered threateningly above Ghost Blade's head and sides. As long as Cen Ji thought about it, Ghost Blade would be devoured by the bone poison in the next second.
The delusion-devouring curse on Cen Ji has not been lifted yet, and the consequence of killing Gui Ren is that he will also die.
But unless it is absolutely necessary, Cen Ji will not do such a loss-making thing.
"Hehe..." Ghost Blade chuckled softly. "My Lord, you are truly courageous."
Even Rong Jue couldn't withstand Ghost Blade's Delusion-Devouring Curse. He didn't expect Cen Ji to be so calm. He really underestimated him.
"Ghost Blade, I know that you are not of pure demonic bloodline, and your mother is a demon beast, so... you don't dare to usurp the throne with justification." Cen Ji looked at Ghost Blade and said softly.
The bone poison had not yet dissipated, Ghost Blade's eyes were red, and he looked at Cen Ji fiercely.
How did he know about this? This is the shame of his life, how dare he use this to threaten him!
"Tsk tsk tsk... Demonic beast, how could your father fall in love with his own prey? Could it be that he was bewitched by the monster?" Cen Ji laughed.
For the people of the Demon Realm, the demon cores of demon beasts are one of their sources of spiritual power. Being bewitched by their prey and giving birth to a child is a great shame and humiliation for them.
Guiren clenched his hands tremblingly and looked at Cen Ji with murderous eyes.
However, the bone poison lingered around him, and he was unable to attack Cen Ji.
Cen Ji sneered and turned his head away. He said these words just to provoke Gui Ren and test his bottom line.
He only said a few words but it made him so upset. It seems that Ghost Blade is not a qualified opponent.
In this duel, the winner can only be him.
"My Lord, are you determined not to live?" Ghost Blade asked threateningly.
"What about you? Do you want to live?" Cen Ji smiled and looked at Ghost Blade with a curved mouth.
If he died, he would not let Ghost Blade live well.
"You are not strong enough to control me now. This delusion-devouring curse has no other use except to cause me some pain."
"There are no more of your people in Shayan Mountain and Yejiang. Fengxu and Xiao Bang will not submit to you. Even if you kill me, you will not survive..."
"If the territory of the world is a chess game, I will never be anyone's chess piece. I can only be the one who controls the game and places the pieces." Cen Ji smiled.
Ghost Blade looked at Cen Ji coldly.
He was the one who originally held the power, but he didn't expect that now he would be led by Cen Ji.
"It doesn't matter, we... have a long way to go." Ghost Blade flicked his sleeves and turned to leave the palace.
After Gui Ren left, Cen Ji leaned weakly on the couch. If Gui Ren didn't leave, he would not be able to hold on any longer.
He had never been afraid of anything, but when Ghost Blade mentioned the little ghost just now, he was really scared...
The little ghost is his weak spot, but he will not be as ruthless as Rong Zhen, he will not abandon her.
No matter how much it costs, he will protect the little ghost. Even if he really has to fight to the death with the Ghost Blade Fish, he will pave the way for the little ghost before he dies.
Cen Ji closed his eyes tightly and breathed heavily.
His fingers skillfully stroked the sound transmission ring on his hand, as if this could bring him some comfort.
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Guiyun Sect.
Yan Ying slowly opened her eyes, and in front of her were several enlarged faces gathered together.
Yan Ying suddenly woke up and looked at her master and senior brothers in surprise.
"Ying'er, are you okay?" Ning Hai saw Yan Ying wake up and hurriedly sat down beside the bed and asked with concern.
"Master, what's wrong with me?" Yan Ying frowned and thought.
She clearly remembered that she was in Xuanting Immortal Sect, so how could she have returned to the sect?
She was waiting for her master at Xuanting Immortal Gate. She felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk, and then...
Then she didn't remember.
"It's okay, if you can't remember, don't think about it." Ning Hai patted Yan Ying's hand and comforted her.
That damned guy from the Demon Realm actually did such a cruel thing to Ying'er. It would be better not to let him meet her again, otherwise he would kill him with his own hands!
"Junior sister, how did you come back? I was so worried that I almost died. My senior brother and I searched all over the Xuanting Immortal Sect." Wu Lin looked at Yan Ying worriedly.
If their master hadn't sent a message asking them to return to the sect, they would still be looking for her in Xuanting Immortal Sect.
"I was outside the temple at that time... There seemed to be someone behind me. I wanted to turn around to see but didn't see anyone, and then I don't remember anything." Yan Ying frowned.
"Okay, I'm glad you're alright," Ning Hai sighed. "Ying'er, you can't leave the sect on your own from now on. If you do, you must be accompanied by someone, and ask for my permission in advance."
"Ah? Why is this?" Yan Ying was distressed. She was just unconscious for a while, so how could she lose her personal freedom?
"Junior sister, don't worry about the reason. Just be obedient. If you have any problems, call me and I will protect you." Wu Lin said, patting his chest.
Although the master did not explain to them, Wu Lin guessed that the person who took his junior sister away must be from the Demon Realm, otherwise the master would not be so nervous.
He only has this one junior sister, and he can't let anything happen to her.
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