Geng Qi's gaze sharpened instantly: "He's not Yin Cong!"
Rong Yu obviously recognized it as well, and said, "In the battle of Kaopan Mountain a hundred years ago, several seniors of Langgu Sect perished in the lightning and fire. One of the Supreme Elders managed to escape and has been in seclusion to recuperate since returning to Langgu Sect."
"So he's out of seclusion now?" Geng Qi asked in astonishment.
If you're going to leave the pass, then leave. But what's with having Yin Cong's face on your head?
He is the Supreme Elder. Surely the Sect Master wouldn't refuse to relinquish power if he were to take charge of the sect?
During their conversation, Yin Cong, whose identity had been exposed, remained expressionless, seemingly scrutinizing the two people who had appeared on the mountain. One was dressed in white robes and a silver crown, as sacred and unapproachable as a pure lotus in the world, while the other was dressed in a red robe with ribbons wrapped around his hair, giving him a suffocating feeling of oppression.
He had not left the sect for a hundred years and did not recognize the two people. However, he could vaguely guess their identities from the conversations of the people in the sect, so he dared not act rashly.
The Imperial Advisor has returned to Rong Yu's side. This battle was truly frustrating. Someone he had previously disregarded suddenly surged in strength, suppressing him and almost causing him to lose. Now that he knows this person is not Yin Cong at all, and in terms of seniority, he should address him as his senior uncle, he finally feels at peace.
He still maintained his solemn and aloof demeanor. Geng Qi secretly praised his impressive bearing, then looked at the only person still in mid-air. Seeing the dark depths in his eyes, he raised an eyebrow and smiled, "This... Supreme Elder? When did you become one of my Demon Realm's people?"
No wonder they couldn't find the demonic energy they saw outside the illusion array. This person had become a demonic cultivator, and his cultivation was well-concealed. If they hadn't truly faced him, they really wouldn't have been able to tell.
Yin Cong frowned slightly upon hearing this: "Are you from the Demon Realm?"
Geng Qi said, "So what if it is?"
Yin Cong lowered his gaze, scrutinized him for a long time, and, confirming that he could not see through the man's cultivation level, asked cautiously, "My Lan Valley Sect has no enmity with the Demon Realm. I wonder why the Demon Realm is besieging my sect at this time?"
"No grudges?" Geng Qi sneered, casually taking out a box from his storage bracelet and opening it to reveal a sealed sugar figurine inside. "I know you wear an extra face, and your skin is thicker than most people's. But even if you lie through your teeth, you have to make people believe it. My Demon Realm Protector has been in your sect for some time now. Today, I'm only here to take someone back. I have no intention of attacking your sect. Hand over the person, and we'll leave immediately."
He took a sugar figurine, bit into it, closed the box, and stuffed it back into his storage bracelet, then leisurely watched the Supreme Elder.
The Imperial Advisor looked at the sugar figurine in his mouth, and his brow twitched slightly.
The sugar figurine he had seen before had been bitten down to just the legs, but now it was whole and looked exactly like the Crown Prince. He had kept an entire box of these sugar figurines!
The devil's tastes are indeed bizarre.
The Imperial Advisor secretly grumbled to himself, but didn't even flinch.
The person opposite him was already angry because of his attitude and the insults in his words. He said coldly, "Then you can stay here!"
He suddenly raised his hand, and the ground where Geng Qi and the others were standing suddenly collapsed. He felt a tightness around his waist and was lifted up and pulled away from the ground.
Just as they reached mid-air, a strong gust of wind rushed towards them, and the powerful true energy, like a swimming dragon, attacked their location. Geng Qi remained undeterred, took a bite of the sugar figurine, and felt the sweet taste melt on his tongue, along with a hint of sourness. Seeing Rong Yu catch the man's attack with one hand and the demonic energy dissipate, he raised his hand and slid it, and the purplish-black flames distorted the air as they swept away the demonic energy.
His original intention was only to burn away the demonic energy, but when the Supreme Elder saw the purplish-black flames, he retreated rapidly as if he had seen a vengeful ghost, exclaiming in surprise, "You...you are the new Demon Lord!"
"..."
The title is correct, but it's been a hundred years since it was appointed, so it's not exactly new anymore!
He remained noncommittal, a small flame still burning in his hand. The Supreme Elder's apprehension deepened as he stared intently at the purple fire.
He finally understood where the oppressive feeling he had experienced when he first met this person came from. The pain of his body and even his soul being burned by flames a hundred years ago seemed to return to him. That small flame became his nightmare. After a few thoughts, he turned and left.
"Hello……"
Seeing the uncertain expression on his face, Geng Qi thought he was preparing some powerful move. Unexpectedly, the man turned red as if he were constipated and turned to run away. Before he could stop him, the temperature dropped as soon as he reached out, the clear sky was covered by dark clouds, and the once ethereal place instantly became eerie and ghostly, with mournful cries rising everywhere, giving everyone goosebumps.
"What kind of formation is this?!"
Rong Yu said, "The Soul-Slaying Reincarnation Array."
"Is it impressive?"
“Take the soul of a living person, suppress and incite their resentment, use the living person as the core of the formation, and seal the resentment.” Rong Yu paused, looking at the still extinguishing fire: “The dead spirits steal people’s essence, the fire in your hand can break it.”
Geng Qi was taken aback: "That simple?"
"..."
Rong Yu was also somewhat surprised. Knowing that they were not afraid of the undead, why use such a formation to trap them?
"Let's try it and see." Geng Qi's palm blazed with purple flames, his spiritual sense spreading out. Just as he was about to throw it towards the area with the highest concentration of undead, his expression suddenly darkened.
He quickly withdrew his hand, and the flame in his palm went out abruptly: "The soul of Mushan... is here."
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