Zhao Yi Becomes a Demon
The Taiyi Holy Lord glanced at Zhao Yi coldly, and the latter came back to his senses, “I’m naturally very happy that junior sister Ling Ran’s internal injuries have recovered. I just found it unbelievable that she can be cured without the help of divine medicine or a Venerable in the Path of Life. I’m sorry for my slip of the tongue just now, and I hope that everyone can forgive me. ”
The Taiyi Holy Lord and the others also found it unbelievable. They looked at Ling Ran and said in surprise, “Ling Ran, how did you recover?”
They simply couldn’t figure out how Ling Ran had healed her injuries. After all, no one in the entire Taiyi Holy Land was able to help her.
Ling Ran had already thought of an explanation for this. She said, “A few days ago when I was recuperating, an expert broke into Zixia Palace and said that I had the Zixia Body and would inherit the orthodoxy of the Zixia Empress in the future. That expert gave me the “Zixia Heaven-ascending Sutra” and a divine medicine to help me resolve my internal injuries. He helped me to cultivate a sutra that is perfectly compatible with the Zixia Body!”
Naturally, this was a lie. But if she didn’t say so, it would be difficult to explain this matter.
After all, these two treasures had been sent to her for no reason on the excuse that it was repaying her past kindness.
To be honest, Ling Ran could not think of what abilities she had to have done something that amounted to doing a favor for the mysterious expert.
On the other hand, she was also interested in the position of the Holy Lord and carrying out reforms for the Taiyi Holy Land. Therefore, she deliberately borrowed the Zixia Empress’ name.
Although it was a lie, it was not much different from the truth. The only lie was that she had inherited the orthodoxy of the Zixia Empress.
However, the Holy Lord Taiyi and the others could only know the truth if they asked the Zixia Empress’s descendants directly.
Zixia Empress’s orthodoxy was far away in God’s Forbidden Ground, not in the Canglan Continent. So, how could they find them?
Moreover, Zixia Empress was a Supreme, and the orthodoxy she left behind could be considered an immortal Holy Land where there were extreme Emperor soldiers, making it far stronger than the current Taiyi Holy Land. The Taiyi Holy Land simply did not dare to ask.
Besides, the Taiyi Holy Land regarded Ling Ran as their future Holy Lord, and with this news, they were more than happy for her. How would they go and ask about this?
Sure enough, after hearing this news, the Taiyi Saint Lord and the Supreme Elders were very pleasantly surprised. They were happy that Ling Ran’s injury had been cured and that she could get the orthodoxy of the Zixia Empress.
The Zixia Empress was a famous Supreme in history. Although she did not become an Emperor in the end, she had ruled the great universe for some time and left her name in history.
It was definitely her good fortune that Ling Ran could inherit the Zixia Empress’s orthodoxy and become her successor.
On the other hand, they also let go of their doubts. No wonder Ling Ran could heal her internal injury. No wonder they hadn’t even noticed that someone had broken into the Taiyi Holy Land. It turned out that the other party was an expert from the orthodoxy of the Zixia Empress.
The news that the Holy Daughter Ling Ran had recovered from her injuries spread throughout the entire Taiyi Holy Land. She was loved by countless disciples, and so many people had been sad that she had failed to pass the heavenly tribulation and was injured. Now that she had recovered, many were happy for her.
“Damn it!” On the Holy Son’s mountain, Zhao Yi angrily smashed many treasures.
Originally, he was about to obtain the position of the Holy Lord. He never expected that Ling Ran’s Internal injuries would actually recover! This was completely unexpected.
Since this had happened, how could he compete against Ling Ran? It would be even more impossible for him to obtain the position of the Holy Lord!
“Completely submit to me. As long as you’re willing to submit to me, I can give you talent that surpasses the Holy Daughter Ling Ran’s, and you’ll be able to suppress the entire Taiyi Holy Land. At that time, not only will you be able to control the entire Taiyi Holy Land, but you’ll also become the master of this macro world!” An eerie voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
It was tempting Zhao Yi.
After a long period of silence, Zhao Yi raised his head, his eyes filled with determination as he said, “Alright, I’m willing to submit to you. I’m willing to be demonized, but the condition is that you have to give me enough power!”
“Hehehe, don’t worry. As long as you demonize, you can easily kill a Qiyao Realm King, let alone mere Liuhe Realm Grandmasters like the Taiyi Holy Lord!” The laughter in his mind was filled with endless evil.
Pitch black traces of demonization gradually appeared in Zhao Yi’s eyes…
Qin Chen, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating in his wooden house, suddenly felt something. He looked in a certain direction and frowned, “Hm? There’s actually demonic energy here, and it’s even denser and more evil than the demonic shadow in the Demon Sealing Land. Could it be that there are some demonic creatures hidden in the Taiyi Holy Land?”
However, when he sensed it carefully again, the demonic energy disappeared, and he could not sense it effectively.
In the blink of an eye, another five years had passed.
On this day, the Taiyi Holy Lord announced that he was appointing the Holy Daughter Ling Ran as the next Holy Lord.
More than 90% of the elders and disciples in the Holy Land agreed.
It was no surprise, though. After all, Ling Ran was the most outstanding genius of the Taiyi Holy Land since ancient times.
The Holy Son Zhao Yi didn’t object at all. He just calmly looked at the Holy Land’s upper echelons, including the Holy Lord.
At night, on the Holy Lord’s mountain.
In the Holy Lord’s Palace, the Taiyi Holy Lord’s face was pale, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
A terrifying palm print could be clearly seen on his chest, burning with wisps of black demonic flames.
The palm print and the black demonic flames were imprinted on the Holy Lord’s chest. Even though the Taiyi Holy Lord was a great expert at level eight of the Liuhe Realm and had hopes of reaching the Qiyao Realm, he couldn’t expel the demonic flame palm print even with his exquisite cultivation.
On the contrary, the demonic flame palm print had severely injured the Taiyi Holy Lord. Demonic energy invaded his body, and his aura was weak and dispirited.
Behind the Holy Lord, the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land appeared one after another. They looked at the handsome young man who was a hundred feet away with disbelief and anger.
“Zhao Yi, as the Holy Son of the Taiyi Holy Land, how dare you attack the Holy Lord?” A Supreme Elder’s face was filled with shock and anger, but also pain.
The devilish-looking young man, who was shrouded in a pitch-black light, was none other than the Holy Son, Zhao Yi.
However, the current Zhao Yi no longer had his usual divine and extraordinary appearance. On the contrary, he appeared dark and strange, as if he had been demonized.
Just two hours ago, Zhao Yi had informed the Holy Lord and the esteemed Supreme Elders that he had an important matter to report.
However, when they arrived, they found a demonic flame palm print on the Holy Lord’s chest. His face was pale, and he was seriously injured.
Obviously, it was Zhao Yi’s doing.
Zhao Yi looked at them with a sneer and said, “Holy Son? How laughable. If I can’t become the Holy Lord, what was the use of being the Holy Son? Wouldn’t it be better to just kill all of you, and then I’ll take the position of Holy Lord?”
The Supreme Elder of the Tribunal Palace was extremely shocked and furious when he heard that. He bellowed, “You evil spawn, how dare you deceive and hurt your Master? What’s the use of having you? Why don’t I just kill you directly!”
Then, the Supreme Elder rushed forward and slapped towards Zhao Yi’s face. His palm contained a terrifying power that could kill a Wuxing Realm Grandmaster.
It was apparent that the Supreme Elder of the Tribunal Palace already had the intention to kill Zhao Yi in his anger.
However, Zhao Yi did not dodge. He slapped a palm out as well and it collided with the Tribunal Elder’s palm.
Boom!
A mist of blood exploded. It was the Tribunal Elder’s hand. His palm and arm had exploded.