Hei Xiao heard the encouraging voice that the little female bandit had poured into his soul, and he tried to open his eyes to look in Ji Fengming's direction. Blood and tears blurred his vision, but he could clearly "see" Ji Fengming crying like a coward at this moment. It was ugly, funny, but also heartwarming.
He has to persevere; he has to live well.
He couldn't die in front of him like Fengming did in his previous life, leaving him with guilt to this day.
In that way, he added another sin to his list.
Black Owl gritted his teeth, took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, poured the whole bottle into his mouth and swallowed it little by little to keep his spiritual power full. He also tried his best to maintain the sealing formation in his dantian, which was almost collapsed but still held firm, so as not to let the demon seed escape from his dantian.
If the demonic seed were to escape from the dantian, there's no guarantee it wouldn't become ferocious at the last moment and wreak havoc on his body in order to prevent the demonic core from benefiting.
The demon seed and the demon core were locked in a desperate struggle.
Ji Fengming, Ji Fengyao, and Shang Xiye were also suffering greatly at all times. Watching Hei Xiao being tormented, they had no choice but to send in more spiritual power, try their best to stop the demon core from seeping out more demonic energy, and try their best to consume the remaining power of the demon core.
"Black Hell! I curse your ancestors for eight generations!" Ji Fengming cried and cursed, his eyes filled with unprecedented hatred: "I swear, if I don't uproot you all in this lifetime, I, Ji Fengming, will never be human again!"
Cultivators cannot make vows casually!
A slight ripple oscillated between heaven and earth.
The oath is made, and the will of Heaven is inscribed upon it.
Ji Fengyao was shocked that Ji Fengming would add such a detail at this moment, and exclaimed in alarm, "Brother! Don't talk nonsense! What kind of oath of heaven are you making? A cultivator's oath is..."
"I didn't speak recklessly, nor did I make any empty vows to Heaven. I'm serious," Ji Fengming said, his eyes red-rimmed, his expression more resolute than ever before.
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Shang Xiye: "..."
Black Owl: "!!!"
That brat Ji Fengming's jinxed mouth is just adding insult to injury!
At this time, he made some reckless vows to Heaven.
No, he needs to live even better!
He has to help him uproot the Black Hell!
He couldn't let Fengming be punished by Heaven, and he couldn't let Fengming never be able to be human again!
Three whole hours felt like an eternity.
The magic core has finally pulled out the demon seed!
The demon seed was now so weak that only a few scattered specks remained, smaller than a sesame seed.
The magic core isn't much better.
From its original size as a billiard ball, it has been reduced to the size of a ping-pong ball.
"Your Highness, brother, do your best!" Ji Fengyao shouted, her eyes blazing.
At the same time, she swiftly unleashed her ultimate fire, striking the demon core.
Extreme fire is the most yang and intense substance in the world, and it is more effective at suppressing yin and filth than spiritual power.
Shang Xiye and Ji Fengming did their best to reinforce the spiritual energy barrier, preventing the demon core from devouring the last bit of demon seed and thus gaining the slightest bit of strength.
The demon core frantically licked the demon seed twice, only to discover that it was swallowing spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy was simmering over it like boiling oil.
At that moment, the extreme fire rushed close to it, making it feel an imminent danger of being destroyed.
Even the most ferocious and monstrous creatures finally felt fear.
The Demon Core retreated, trying to escape, but Extreme Fire suddenly accelerated.
"Bang!" The extreme fire crashed directly into the magic core.
The eerie blue flames, tinged with a hint of purple light, instantly enveloped the magic core and began to smelt it.
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