Chapter 849: The Demonic Old Man Xiao, who has gone mad with cultivation...
North Continent, Ten Thousand Caves Mountain.
The mountains here resemble a honeycomb, with crisscrossing caves of unknown depth, filled with malevolent energy, making it a favorite hiding place for demonic cultivators and certain evil spirits.
Chen Huai'an appeared silently in front of the entrance to an inconspicuous grotto, his brows slightly furrowed.
The deduction pointed to this place, and the violent and chaotic aura coming from the depths of the cave, which also carried a familiar feeling, confirmed that Xiao Feng was indeed here, but in extremely poor condition.
"Old Demon Xiao should be invincible in the Cangyun Realm... Who could have injured him like this?"
Chen Huai'an frowned, his mind filled with doubt, while also being wary of the danger he was about to face.
Stepping inside, his figure moved like a ghost through the intricate caves, ignoring the low-level monsters lurking in the shadows and the maze that had suddenly formed.
The deeper they went, the stronger the violent aura became, mixed with painful roars and the deafening sounds of rocks being pounded.
Finally, in a giant underground cave, Chen Huai'an saw Xiao Feng.
At this moment, Xiao Feng was no longer the cynical and ruthless old devil he usually was.
His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was filled with surging, boiling demonic energy, like a runaway black flame.
At this moment, Nene was frantically attacking the cave walls, his fists and feet containing terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, causing the entire cave to tremble and scattering fragments of stone. However, Nene was not using any true energy, as if he had forgotten that he possessed true energy, relying solely on brute force.
Chen Huai'an understood the situation perfectly – Old Demon Xiao had gone mad with qi deviation.
"Kill! Kill you! All of you die!!" Xiao Feng roared, his voice hoarse and distorted, filled with endless resentment and madness.
Chen Huai'an sighed, his voice clearly reaching the ears of the raging Xiao Feng: "Old Xiao, wake up."
The sound was like ice water being thrown into boiling oil.
Xiao Feng suddenly turned his head, his crimson pupils locking onto Chen Huai'an.
There was no familiarity in that gaze, only a pure desire for destruction.
"You...it's you! It's all because of you!! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!"
As if recognizing Chen Huai'an, or as if projecting the source of its inner demons onto Chen Huai'an, it roared and charged forward like a black lightning bolt.
The demonic energy surged, coalescing into a giant ghostly claw that tore through the air and slammed down on him!
“Stubborn to the end.” Chen Huai’an’s eyes narrowed, and he casually slashed forward with his fingers like a sword.
There was no earth-shattering display, only a pale golden sword aura, condensed to its extreme and almost tearing through space, flashed by.
laugh--!
The giant demonic claw was sliced open like hot butter, and the violent demonic energy instantly dissipated.
The sword energy continued its momentum, striking Xiao Feng precisely in the chest.
"puff!"
Xiao Feng's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, as if struck by a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the crimson in his eyes dimmed slightly.
He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the rock wall before sliding down and temporarily losing consciousness.
Chen Huai'an took a step forward and arrived beside Xiao Feng.
With one hand pressed on Xiao Feng's head, a vast and boundless divine thought surged forth, yet very carefully probed into the depths of his consciousness.
Within his sea of consciousness, demonic energy permeated the air, creating a chaotic void.
At the very center of that demonic aura, a "heart demon" named 녊, who looked exactly like Chen Huai'an but had a face full of evil and ferocity, laughed wildly.
Xiao Feng, disheveled and filthy, cowered at the foot of the inner demon, trembling.
"Hahaha! Here we go again! Xiao Feng, do you see that? I'm here to control you!"
In my eyes, you're nothing more than a useful dog! This time, guess how I'll hurt you?!
The inner demon roared wildly, exploiting Xiao Feng's deepest fears—the fear of loss, and the anxiety of being "abandoned" or "used" again by the most important person in his heart.
It turns out that Xiao Feng had always harbored resentment towards Chen Huai'an for pretending to be his brother. This resentment was not about Chen Huai'an's character, but rather his fear that Chen Huai'an's friendship with him was just for his own use. In fact, he wasn't afraid of being used; he was even more afraid of losing Chen Huai'an as a friend after things turned sour.
Although they hadn't known each other for long, 놛 had already come to regard Chen Huai'an as a brother. So when he sensed the impending tribulation, even though the Moon Shadow Sect was clearly the best place to transcend it, 놛 still left the Moon Shadow Sect and chose this secluded, rarely visited corner.
Xiao Feng looked timidly at Chen Huai'an as he entered, then lowered his head in anguish.
놛 didn't know that the person who came was really Chen Huai'an, and thought that she would be betrayed and bullied.
However, when the inner demon realized that the intruder was actually Chen Huai'an himself, its arrogant aura suddenly froze.
Chen Huai'an's divine sense manifested in his sea of consciousness, coldly staring at the inner demon: "How laughable! A mere inner demon dares to impersonate the real me? What audacity!"
"Why...why did you come?!" The inner demon retreated, his bravado masking his inner fear.
돗 originates from 꽭魔功, and 꽭눃 has an instinctive fear of Chen Huai'an, who created 꽭魔功 - the general outline of the People's Education Press textbook, and knows it like the back of his hand.
"Old Xiao is my friend, why can't I come?"
"But you... knowing full well that the Demonic Art was modified by the original, you still dared to torment Old Xiao's soul... courting death!"
Chen Huai'an was too lazy to waste words. He used his divine sense to create countless golden sword threads, which spread out and enveloped the inner demon.
The inner demon screamed, mobilizing all of Xiao Feng's inner demon power to resist, and black demonic energy transformed into various ferocious demons that rushed forward.
But all of this was in vain in front of Chen Huai'an.
The golden sword threads are extremely yang and strong, containing supreme sword intent and restraint over the origin of the demonic art.
The demon crumbled at the touch, the sword threads forming a net that easily bound the inner demon tightly.
"No! You can't destroy me! I am part of you! Destroying me will also harm you!" the inner demon cried out in terror.
"Who said I was going to destroy you?" Chen Huai'an's lips curled into a mocking smile. "I'm just helping you return to your origins."
With a thought, the golden sword threads suddenly contracted, forcibly refining and purifying the massive mass of inner demon power.
Ultimately, it transformed into a wisp of pure black energy, which returned to Xiao Feng's dormant primordial spirit.
Outside, Xiao Feng, who was unconscious, suddenly shuddered. The violent demonic energy around him began to calm and subside at a visible speed, eventually becoming gentle and profound. The ferocious pain on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a tranquility born of destruction and rebirth.
Chen Huai'an withdrew his divine sense and casually cast a spirit-gathering array, piling countless top-grade spirit stones around Xiao Feng to protect him.
Several hours later, an aura far stronger and more harmonious than before suddenly erupted from Xiao Feng's body!
Peak of the Three Tribulations Realm!
At the same time, above the cave, beyond the thick rock layers, the ground suddenly changed color, dark clouds gathered, and lightning bolts danced wildly.
A terrifying pressure from the heavens began to gather—the Heavenly Calamity had arrived as scheduled.
Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes, the crimson in them completely gone, replaced by clarity, and a deeper, more resolute look that came from having endured so much hardship.
Looking at Chen Huai'an, who was protecting her, her eyes were filled with complex emotions and gratitude.
“Chen Jianzun, this time…” His voice was a little hoarse, “Thank you so much.”
Chen Huai'an waved his hand: "Stop with the nonsense. Getting through this is your own doing. Besides, I did use some dishonorable methods back then, so it's completely understandable that you have reservations."
"It has nothing to do with you, it's just that I'm petty." Xiao Feng gave a bitter smile, then looked at the cave ceiling with sharp eyes: "The calamity has arrived, you should leave quickly and not get involved with me."
He paused, a smug smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were utterly serious: "Once I transcend my tribulation and become an immortal, I'll first go to the Immortal Realm and carve out a territory for myself! When that time comes, you come up here, and I'll protect you! I guarantee no one will dare to act recklessly in front of you!"
That's what Lingxu the Old Ghost said too.
What's wrong?
He hasn't even become an immortal yet, but he's already planning to establish territory in the immortal realm?
Chen Huai'an chuckled and patted Xiao Laomo on the shoulder: "Alright, I'll be waiting for your protection. But be careful, don't get struck by that tribulation lightning."
Having said that, he said no more, and in a flash, he appeared outside Wanku Mountain, gazing at the sky where thunderclouds were gathering.
Feeling the surging power within his body and the terrifying aura of being locked in mid-air, Xiao Feng's heroic spirit surged, and he let out a long, resounding roar:
"Today, I, Xiao Feng, with my demonic body, tread this path of tribulation to prove my Dao!"
Immediately, it transformed into a streak of black light, bursting out of the cave and heading towards the boundless thunder!
Dark clouds rolled in, revealing a crimson-gold thunder eye.
The Ascension Tribulation begins.
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