Chapter 196: Chapter 58 Abi Devil Lord
Ailian led the way in front, while Wei Dongliu followed leisurely behind.
According to what the other had said, the alms bowl in the hands of the Arhat statue was the sealing magic artifact used to imprison the Heavenly Demon.
On their way, Wei Dongliu indeed saw several alms bowls with a broken opening at the bottom, from which it seemed the Heavenly Demons inside had already escaped.
It was unclear just how many Heavenly Demons had already been let loose in this Demon-Imprisoning Hall.
Hmm, could this guy be leading me into a trap? Otherwise, why haven’t we encountered a single escaped Heavenly Demon along the way?
With this thought, Wei Dongliu looked again, only to find that the space ahead was empty; where was even half a shadow of Ailian?
This Heavenly Demon actually managed to escape right under my watch; that’s somewhat interesting…
With that thought, Wei Dongliu pulled the Green Duckweed Sword from within his body and also lifted the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword from behind his back.
The two flying swords hovered in mid-air simultaneously, one black and one purple, brimming with murderous aura.
Then, he reversed the flow of the Demon Purifying Qi Scripture, turning all the Daoist True Yuan in his body into pure Demonic Qi. Instantly, his hair turned crimson red, his skin tone darkened, and flames seemed to dance within his pupils as his entire demeanor began to exude a wicked and unruly charm.
Wei Dongliu’s innate ability, the “Chaotic Demon Body,” could immunize him from the corrosive effects of Demonic Qi, allowing it to move freely within his body just like Daoist True Yuan.
In this way, he could use Demonic Qi to deal with the Heavenly Demon, and it could be considered fighting poison with poison.
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He injected Demonic Qi into the flying swords, and the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword immediately buzzed with excitement, even the languishing soul fragments within the sword began to emit satisfied wails.
Although the Green Duckweed Sword was a Daoist flying sword, it seemed not to resist the Demonic Qi at all. It was completely soaked in the Demonic Qi without any impact on its spirit.
“This Chaotic Demon Body is quite interesting,” the spirit of the Green Duckweed Sword chuckled. “If driven by Demonic Qi, my Sword Dao Techniques would also change. Later, we can use those Heavenly Demons for practice.”
“Not so fast,” Wei Dongliu said coolly. “Let’s start with the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword, and use them as a test for my blade.”
As the Demonic Qi circulated through his body, a kind of icy and violent emotion also began to infect his mind, causing a cold light to grow in Wei Dongliu’s eyes.
So, this Chaotic Demon Body can also affect one’s mind? Broken Mirror, is this your ‘Mirror Flower Water Moon’? How ridiculous!
“Tone it down,” Kunlun Mirror said helplessly. “Demonic Qi indeed amplifies your desires, but as long as your will is strong, you can still resist it with reason…”
“Since when do I, Wei Dongliu, need your broken mirror to interfere in my affairs!” Wei Dongliu flicked his sleeve and strode forward.
Kunlun Mirror: ………
“Alright, Yao Yao,” the Green Duckweed Sword said playfully. “A Demon Lord should be wilful and unrestrained after all. If you’re too rational, it’s no fun… Huh? Here they come!”
No sooner had its words fallen than a black mist burst out from behind the Arhat statue next to them and launched a stealthy face-to-face assault on Wei Dongliu from a very close distance!
Wei Dongliu did not dodge or evade, but simply raised his hand, and the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword flew into his palm, emitting an eerie wail from within.
The black mist was originally moving at extreme speed, but upon hearing the sound, it suddenly stalled in mid-air. Wei Dongliu had already drawn his sword, thrusting it once more towards the mist.
Soul-Stripping Stab!
This was the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword’s first layer forbidden technique, called “Soul-Stripping Stab.” As long as it pierced the opponent’s body, it could inject soul poison and tear soul fragments from the opponent.
The black mist, originally an intangible body of a Heavenly Demon, was not affected by any soul poison, but was caught by the soul-stripping power of the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword and was about to be shredded and pulled into the sword.
Startled, the Heavenly Demon quickly divided its body and employed a last-ditch escape tactic.
Wei Dongliu had anticipated this, and with his left hand, his two fingers joined to form the shape of a sword and stabbed forward once more. Bursting forth from between his fingers was the Five Elements Divine Light, which struck the escaping figure squarely, annihilating it on the spot.
The Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword also sucked in all the remaining mist and emitted a satisfied sound that was like a mix of crying and laughing.
“Not satisfying!” Wei Dongliu said with a cold laugh, turning his head toward the empty space ahead, “You didn’t even force out one ten-thousandth of my strength. Is this all a Heavenly Demon is capable of?”
“I’ll give you one more chance to swarm me. If you dare not come out, then I will seek you out and kill you one by one!”
The surroundings remained eerily silent.
“Fine!” Wei Dongliu said coldly, stepping onto the Green Duckweed Sword. Astonishingly, he began to control the sword directly within the grand hall, turning into a streak of Sword Light and escaping!
In the distance, countless Heavenly Demons were fleeing in panic, communicating with each other using Divine Sense, wailing in despair:
“Protect the body with Demonic Qi, Abi Rakshasa! That person is none other than Abi Rakshasa!”
“How did we provoke such vile evil? Such misery!”
One of the Heavenly Demons spoke up:
“Why don’t we do as he wishes, use grand Illusion Techniques to confuse him, and then strike from both front and back, invading his Sea of Consciousness and seizing his mind?”
Another Heavenly Demon rebutted:
“Do you know what an Abi Rakshasa is? It is a Demon Lord that wanders in Abi Hell, its entire being shrouded in profound Demonic Qi. Once released, it is so utterly dark that there is no sight of sun or moonlight.”
“One touch, and your consciousness will come to a halt, unable to escape, only to be tortured at his whim. You’ll suffer endlessly with no deity to save you!”
“Ordinary celestials would avoid it at all costs, and yet you want to throw yourself at him? Go seek your own death!”
No sooner had these words fallen than a dark red figure burst forth ahead—it was none other than Wei Dongliu, with his hair and beard bristling and an evil intensity about him, speaking in an ominous tone:
“Where are you all heading? You should all enter my sword; why are you running around in disorder?”
“What misery!” The Heavenly Demons cried out in unison, desperately scattering in every direction.
Some of the Heavenly Demons were encircled by Wei Dongliu with the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword and then all were absorbed into the sword. Yet many more, in sheer panic, ran amok, knocking over the statues of Arhats, toppling some and overturning others, and in the blink of an eye, most had fled.
Just as Wei Dongliu was about to pursue his advantage, he suddenly felt a chill over his head that cleared his mind considerably.
“Stop being foolish!” the Kunlun Mirror chided, “These Heavenly Demons have been imprisoned here for ten thousand years, their will and spirit long since eroded. They fled in all directions only because they mistook you for a Demon Lord from Abi Hell!”
“If they return to their senses and collectively attack you, do you think you could withstand them? You haven’t even reached the Golden Core Realm!”
As soon as these words were spoken, they struck Wei Dongliu like a tolling bell in the morning, causing him to come to a sudden realization.
Indeed, his Chaotic Demon Body and Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword did have a restraining effect on the Heavenly Demons, but it was not to the point of complete domination.
If these Heavenly Demons did not merely focus on fleeing but attacked from all directions, could he possibly turn the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword into countless swords to fend them off one by one?
It was better not to entangle with them and to quickly find the Flying Smoke Sword—that was the proper course of action!
Thinking this, Wei Dongliu maintained the wild and unrestrained expression on his face, controlling the sword as he charged fiercely ahead. The Kunlun Mirror also projected the small map it had drawn for his guidance.
Following the directions on the map, he delved deeper into the back halls until he finally caught sight of a small hut ahead.