"What kind of technique can even stain the past?"
Kuhong lay dormant in the shadows, watching the scene on the battlefield, secretly astonished by Chu Yi’s appetite, almost devouring the child of destiny he had cultivated.
This is certainly not a bloodline that the descendants of the Sun Gods can awaken!
What made Kuhong even more uneasy was that after Chu Yi chose the two treasures, he suddenly possessed a Radiant Moon stature, presenting a huge variable!
If it were just the peak of Dawn Star, or even part of Radiant Moon, it could never have been suppressed imdiately.
This child,
is truly astounding in growth speed!
He revoked his previous judgnt, the potential of this person firmly ranks first, no wonder the lord took notice and chose him as the main dish.
Thinking this through.
He remotely controlled the fate of a group of people destined by heaven.
Imdiately, a high monk stepped out and said:
"Amitabha Buddha, this poor monk has a word."
"If we all rush in together, the evil forces can’t kill us all at once!"
"Once his power is exhausted, he will also inevitably face calamity!"
At once, this remark imdiately stirred the confidence of everyone, dispelling unease.
Under Kuhong’s control of karma, no one noticed anything amiss.
"Yes, everyone charges together, when dealing with such demonic heretics, there’s no need to talk about any kind of code of honor!"
"My Shen Quan Sect will be the first to charge, kill!"
"Kill!"
The heroes, inflad with anger, all unleashed their divine powers, rushing towards Chu Yi en masse, forming layered enclosures like a multi-colored cloud covering over the isolated island, spanning a hundred miles.
Locked in by them, Chu Yi, his Profound Robe fluttering and ink-black strands flying, felt an imnse joy inside.
Is there such a good thing?
Seeing the self-service buffet being so proactive, Chu Yi tossed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which transford into a substance-like darkness. Within the thick darkness, continuous rustling sounded like silkworms chewing leaves, manifesting into the myriad forms of the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge.
The night descended, swallowing the sky full of smoke and haze.
"What!"
"Be careful, this is demonic power!"
"I have abundant righteous aura in , unyielding to all demons, all evil dispelled, slash!"
A scholar emanated a clear light, bamboo slips surrounding him, and with a flick of his finger, he released a stunning sword energy, cutting down the Demon Ghosts parasitizing within the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge.
Trapped in darkness, he lost contact with the main force, staring at the horde of demon ghosts covering the mountains, his expression turning cold.
"Indeed a difficult demon to deal with, even fielding divine power so bizarrely, probably killed more lives than the Netherworld Sect’s birth!"
"A re little ghost, dare to act wildly in front of !"
He flicked his finger again, spurting out a clear sword energy, slashing down a sluggish little ghost lingering outside.
But in the next mont.
Stepping into a place of Wood, chilling air spread, thick as tangible white mist, like snowflakes fluttering toward him.
Nether Secret Realm!
Countless scarlet vertical pupils opened from the Wood, their sinister, resentful, greedy gazes all fell on him, gradually revealing indescribable shapes.
Ten... twenty... three hundred... exactly how many!
The scholar stopped dead, feeling a shiver, finding himself in a demon lair.
Even more terrifying, an astonishing aura spread, walking gracefully out from the darkness.
A girl in a smoke-patterned ink gown lifted up a White Bone Lantern, flashing a captivating smile at the scholar.
At that mont, her charming laughter and alluring beauty srized the scholar, leaving a cool sensation as if a tender, cool body was pressed closely against him, bringing a rapturous feeling.
But in reality, his blood gushed wildly, and as the blood threads snapped, an entire human skin ca off like clothes, standing upright on the ground, hopping, moving towards the White Bone Lantern of Jiuying.
"Ahhh..."
Located in the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, isolated from heaven and earth.
Without the confusion of ti, the scholar, flayed of his skin, exposing muscles, blood vessels, bones, was stained by the white mist in the Nether Secret Realm, soon piling up a pool of blood at his feet.
Adding to the sinister wind within the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, cold as blades, slicing through bone and flesh as it blew past.
"Another new toy, I wonder if the master would like it."
Jiuying bent her gourde-like ripe figure, her adorable childish face fixated on the dozen jumping human skins in the lantern, not as food, but just for fun.
This was in fact a ga played by Nian Ci the Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal at the gambling den, using flaying thods to fight on stage, to see whose human skin was stronger.
Pure in thought, fun and innocent, Jiuying was led astray by Nian Ci, deciding to craft powerful human skins to gamble with Nian Ci, with the prize being a month free from bothering the master.
If Chu Yi knew this, he would indeed be open-eyed, admitting that his birth level was far inferior to Nian Ci.
Her slightest move could reach this segnt’s limit.
As expected of you, Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal!
Indeed, your birth is unmatched!
...
Elsewhere.
Nian Ci, the instigator, had long switched to the Black Uncertainty form, ensnaring dozens of strong enemies in mid-air with the soul-capturing locks winding her fiery figure like a spider web.
The Ten Thousand Souls Ridge cut off the chaos of ti, facing the sanctioned agents of the nether, specifically soul-capturing envoys, they were no match at all.
Even if it’s a Radiant Moon child of destiny, without rging with heaven and earth in the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, their mighty power couldn’t be exerted.
"So beautiful, this skin, just as my bride was on wedding night."
Nian Ci looked at the Yaochi Saintess, entangled by a white bone chain around her jade neck, the saintess defeated, her gauze dress torn, revealing skin like white jade and mutton fat.
If put in the book, it would surely be ruined from play.
"Witch, you’re aiding evildoers, you won’t have a good end!"
Bai Rong squeezed out the words with difficulty, her heart bleak, filled with pent-up frustration.
Carrying destiny on her back, always undefeated, she now plunged into a demonic den, uncertain of her fate.
"Witch? Malicious? No good end?"
Nian Ci paused, giving Bai Rong a strange look, compared to the births of the Longwu world, such cursing bore no malice, utterly powerless, all taken as complints.
She was lazy to retort, a jade finger fell on Bai Rong’s brow, and with a splash of blood streak, half of the white jade-like beauty skin peeled off, turning into a strip of jade-colored gauze, alarming the bound crowd of strong n to reveal expressions of fear.
Ji Xuexin beside, watching Bai Rong’s painful struggle in her Half-Demon state, couldn’t bear it and said, "Just kill them, why torture them."
Saying so.
She yanked back the mourning stick, revealing a shattered giant scorpion corpse, it was Capricorn.
Severely injured by Chu Yi, then beaten with the mourning stick, its soul scattered seven or eight parts, another hit, and its soul would be completely broken.
Though kind-hearted, Ji Xuexin’s cold ruthlessness toward enemies was unhampered, like a millennium-old iceberg, only Chu Yi could lt the icy exterior, releasing warm fervency.
"Even a stray ghost dares to obstruct my pursuit of Dao? Overestimating oneself."
Nian Ci sneered, as a generation of gambling king, she deliberately set a trap, letting Jiuying take the bait, winning the gamble would allow a month of sole ownership of Chu Yi, to properly absorb his Dao heart.
"The scorpion skin over there is not bad, I want a few pieces."
"Ah, fractured like this, still usable?"
"I have a spell, reshaping the furnace, turning waste into treasure."
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