Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 183, 182 Golden Dragon, Secret Realm

"Yuanjue?"

Taiyi raised an eyebrow, his expression towards Qici somewhat subtle.

"You did this to him?"

"Stop talking nonsense. This humble monk has always acted with integrity. Yuanjue is on the verge of falling into demonic possession, which is entirely his own fault for not cultivating his mind and nature."

As Qici spoke, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Yuanjue in Qiao County a few days ago.

A few months ago, although Yuanjue also had inner demons, his mind was still relatively normal and he was able to assess the situation. When Dezheng sent him away, he did not do anything irrational.

Who could have imagined that a few months later, the other party would fall into depravity far faster than expected?

Both Qici and Taiyi could see that the person in front of them had chaotic internal energy, stagnant blood and qi, and extremely unstable emotions, like a pile of dry wood doused with oil, which could explode at any moment.

"Although a martial artist becomes delirious after being possessed by a demon, he will also become fearless and ruthless. Li Cunxiao is probably going to have a tough fight now."

Taiyi clicked his tongue a few times, but his expression showed little worry, as did Qici beside him.

Ultimately, with the two of them around, nothing unexpected could possibly happen.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to trust a demon to be brought in for a disciple to practice on.

In the brief moment of their conversation, a trail of dust rapidly spread from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, steadily approaching Li Cunxiao's location.

The released true energy resembled a large, yellowish-brown python. Wherever it passed, trees broke and soil cracked. It appeared imposing and terrifying, but in reality, it was a manifestation of the martial artist's inability to control the true energy within his body.

Yuanjue's eyes were bloodshot, his reason was being gradually eroded by his murderous intent, but his beast-like instincts were becoming increasingly acute.

The smell of blood and sweat in the wind guided the way forward, and the thick tongue in the mouth seemed to be turning into a forked snake's tongue, capturing information in the air with each flick of its tongue.

"Li Cunxiao, Li Cunxiao! You and Zhang Lishi have destroyed the Wei family's legacy built up over many years!"

Since the Ghost Festival, Yuanjue was transferred to Qiao County, and everything in the past has been turned upside down.

If things had gone according to the original plan, my nephew Wei Bin would have been able to enter Tiangu Temple. Regardless of his talent, as long as he could endure the loneliness, he would have been able to reach the Yellow Court realm.

In addition, he had accumulated a lot of goodwill under the leadership of Deming, the head of the Luohan Hall, so he might be able to find an opportunity for his nephew to come into contact with high-grade martial arts in the future.

As long as his nephew can succeed him as the temple's steward, the Wei family's wealth and status can continue. And whether he succeeds or fails in breaking through to true form, he will have fulfilled his responsibility to his younger brother's flesh and blood.

but!

Li Cunxiao's appearance changed everything.

Wei Bin suffered a crushing defeat at the Ghost Festival and subsequently lost the opportunity to enter the temple.

As for himself and his family, they were abandoned without hesitation by Abbot Dezheng because of Li Cunxiao's rise to power.

Yes, give up. Yuanjue didn't believe in Dezheng's nonsense about fairness; it was nothing more than him and the Wei family becoming sacrifices to appease the other side compared to a genius who could at least reach the sixth realm in the future!

Yuanjue will never forget how glorious the Wei family once was, and how miserable they were when they left Songzhou City.

Of all the forces that had previously been on friendly terms, not one was willing to see him off.

The group of nearly a hundred people entered Qiao County and were greeted by dilapidated streets and narrow towns.

Is this how a master of the Yellow Court Classic is going to end his life?
Every day when he opens his eyes, he is met with the complaints of his clansmen and the eager eyes of his nephew.

The former complained that Yuanjue had implicated the entire family, while the latter hoped that his uncle still had a way to make a comeback.

All of these became the last straw that broke the camel's back. After countless periods of seclusion and meditation, Yuanjue felt as if a fire was burning in his heart.

Amidst the flames, Li Cunxiao's smiling face from that day lingered, fueling his murderous intent.

Not long ago, when he discovered that someone was secretly spying on him and the Wei family, his madness completely erupted—Yuanjue wanted to strike first before Li Cunxiao could!
"Huh? There are other people?"

After dealing with the five assassins and looting their corpses, Li Cunxiao was just calculating how much malevolent energy the five demons at the Great Perfection of the Yellow Court level could refine when he suddenly sensed an undisguised killing intent rapidly approaching.

Then the giant serpent, gleaming with an earthy yellow light, smashed trees and kicked up dust, crushing down with overwhelming force.

Without hesitation, he gripped the spear with both hands, and the crimson Flame True Qi surged into it. The tip of the spear exploded with flames, and a three-zhang-long giant python emerged.

The profound meaning of the Hell of All Things flowed in his heart. Li Cunxiao roared, and the flames condensed into a mountain-like power, which he charged straight at the earthen yellow rock serpent!
boom! ! ! ! !
Two different kinds of true energy erupted instantly, and the surging power blasted out a crater with a diameter of three meters.

Smoke and dust filled the sky, and waves of air roared. Suddenly, a pair of large, rough hands covered in snake scales emerged from them. Earthy yellow true energy instantly condensed on them, transforming into two ferocious snake heads that opened their mouths as if to devour.

The next moment, the trident, blazing with purple flames, also swept away the dust, like a tornado, forcing out spiraling flames.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the tornado is formed by bluish-gray smoke and nearly ten purplish-red fire snakes intertwined within it.

The fiery tornado and the snake's paw collided again. This time, the latter's arms suddenly split open with many gashes. Before the blood could flow out, it turned brown as if it had dried up.

"retreat!"

Li Cunxiao's arms were bulging with muscles. With great force, the spear shaft bent into a breathtaking arc. The next moment, as if suppressed to the limit, the rebounding vibration was like the hum of a bronze bell. The owner of the snake palm was instantly sent flying more than ten meters away, spitting out a line of blood in the air.

"Yuanjue?"

As the smoke cleared, Li Cunxiao almost didn't recognize the strange monk whose skin was covered in snake scales.

Judging from these signs, is he about to become possessed by a demon?

"Li! Cun! Xiao!"

Yuanjue spat out a mouthful of blood, and the moment he landed, the soil hissed as if it were the residual effects of the Fire Hellfire Spear and the Burning Wood Blade.

Having taken a hard blow, his eyes regained some clarity, and he felt both relieved and fearful.

"I didn't expect that after only two months, you would already be able to fight me?"

"If I had arrived any later, I'm afraid no one would have been able to stop you."

"To put an end to what happened back then, you must die;"

"To end my inner demons, and for Bin'er and the Wei family, you must die!"

He muttered a few words to himself, and his brief moment of rationality quickly vanished, replaced by a violent killing intent that filled Yuanjue's eyes once more.

With a flick of its thick, forked forked tongue, its mouth split open to its ears, and it seemed as if it were suddenly flying close to the ground, its speed leaving only afterimages in the air.

Upon seeing Yuanjue, who resembled a snake, Li Cunxiao was initially startled, but then calmed down.

"How this person came to us is no longer important. The key is that he has become a demon. Either I kill him or he kills me. There is no other outcome."

Even though Qici had told him in his dream that this was a fishing operation.

But at this moment, facing an opponent who was somewhere between the Yellow Court and the True Form, Li Cunxiao's blood began to boil for the first time in a long time.

Tension and fighting spirit spurred the blood to flow faster through his body, making him feel as if he were on fire, and all his strength was mobilized.

"Want to kill me? Then come with me!" With a light tap of his foot, the silver light on his cloud-stepping shoes shimmered, and a white crane cried softly. His feet were initially on the ground, but then they were in the air, emitting a continuous drumbeat that spread out in circles of sound waves.

Upon seeing this, Yuanjue followed without hesitation.

His hands alternately plunged into the soil, his feet were together, and his true energy condensed on his body surface, resembling thick snake scales, constantly rising and falling, allowing him to glide rapidly across the ground.

The two chased and fled, quickly leaving the woods and heading towards the back of the mountain.

If Yuanjue were still conscious at this moment, he would have noticed that as he went deeper, the soil on the ground was becoming increasingly damp, and he could faintly hear the sound of rushing water.

Unfortunately, while becoming possessed by a demon transformed his physical body into that of a demon, making him even more powerful, it also deprived him of his ability to think.

His mind was completely consumed by thoughts of killing Li Cunxiao.

The earthen-yellow snake body, shaped by true energy, twisted desperately, accelerating on the increasingly damp soil, but always maintaining a nearly constant distance from Li Cunxiao in front of it.

After passing through a thicket, Yuanjue suddenly felt a void beneath him, losing his footing.

Before he could react, he was propelled forward by the high-speed inertia and plummeted, splashing water several meters high.

This place is surprisingly a deep pool.

"boom!!!"

Before the waves had subsided, they surged again. The almost demonic snake-man broke through the water's surface, his bald head twisting and his bloodshot eyes searching for enemies.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from behind me.

Bang! ! ! !

The water burst open, and the snake-man's figure instantly fell into the deep pool.

On the undulating waves, Li Cunxiao's feet, clad in cloud-stepping shoes, moved as if on flat ground as he deftly twirled his spear.

As the shadow beneath the water rapidly enlarged, he fired another shot before the other party could emerge from the water.

The roar was drowned out by the sound of water, and the young man couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

The Great Wisdom Abdominal Fist practiced by Yuanjue takes Mahoraga, one of the Eight Legions, as its principal deity. In fact, it can be traced back to the same source as Li Cunxiao's "Fire Hell No-Interval Spear".

However, the difference lies in the fact that the Great Wisdom Abdominal Fist is derived from the superior martial art "Earth Dragon Skill" of Tiangu Temple, which belongs to the earth element and does not have the ability to fight on water.

When Li Cunxiao entered the pool, it seemed that the power of the "Fire Hell No-Interference Spear" was limited. However, relying on the "Unimpeded Coming and Going" technique, one of the mystical abilities of the Celestial Beings, he could move freely and had extremely high mobility.

In order to maintain his movement underwater, Yuanjue had to constantly expend his true energy, making him a sitting duck.

"The first time I faced the enemy, I achieved Huang Ting perfection. I did not seek merit but only to avoid mistakes."

"I'd rather fight a war of attrition than settle things with a single blow. Anyway, with the Wood Dragon's blessing, my true energy is twice that of an ordinary martial artist."

As he pondered this, Li Cunxiao took out a Qi-accumulating pill from his pocket with his left hand, tucked the Purple Flame Serpent Spear into his lower back with his right hand, and then drew out the Dragon Sparrow Blade.

Gazing at the shadow that had grown larger on the water's surface, the bluish-gray burning wood sword energy surged into the silver blade, and the emerald eyes within the Dragon Sparrow Blade Ring shone brightly.

Whoosh whoosh! ! ! !

In the blink of an eye, fourteen enormous wind blades flew out, causing the pool water to explode into layers of waves. Yuanjue's screams could be faintly heard, and a faint blood-red hue spread across the surface of the water.

Li Cunxiao unleashed more than a dozen sword energies in one breath, barely panting, giving his opponent no time to catch his breath, and raised his hand to send out more wind blades.

Once his dantian was slightly dry, he immediately swallowed a Qi-accumulating pill. The pure medicinal power dissipated, and he quickly became energetic and vigorous again.

The waves on the water never stopped. Yuanjue initially shouted loudly, but with a barrage of attacks, his voice gradually subsided.

The continuous loss of his true energy caused him to weaken rapidly, and he eventually became unable to mobilize his true energy, relying only on the hardened scales he had acquired after becoming possessed by a demon to defend himself.

The blood, brimming with malevolent energy, seeped into the water. Neither of them noticed that the blood streaks drifted and swayed, not rising to the surface, but instead sinking towards the bottom of the pool, as if there were an invisible force pulling them from the darkness.

Li Cunxiao remained vigilant. Even when the opponent made no move, the aura emanating from his Dragon Sparrow Blade did not weaken but instead became even more turbulent, constantly compressing until it finally transformed into a tornado three zhang long and one person wide.

Sensing the murderous intent underwater, he plunged headfirst into the water and thrust forward—

boom! ! ! !

A circular hole suddenly appeared in the pool, and the silt and aquatic plants at the bottom could even be faintly seen.

A rich crimson color instantly spread, and the phantom of Mahoraga plunged from the bottom of the water into the vajra.

"it is finally over."

No matter what method is used to bring someone back from the dead, once the demon is stripped away, Yuanjue is undoubtedly dead beyond any doubt.

Li Cunxiao breathed a sigh of relief. The bluish-gray tornado instantly dissipated, and the hole in the pool of water, no longer blocked by the wind barrier, should have been filled by the waves again.

but.

Large amounts of blood continued to seep down into the pool from the tornado, and thick black mist suddenly rose from the silt.

Li Cunxiao's expression changed, as if he could see another world at the bottom of the pool through the swirling, soaring ring of black mist.

It seemed to be a continuous stretch of buildings, with a giant dragon faintly visible encircling it.

"WTF?!"

Li Cunxiao stepped into the air, and with a thunderous cry, he instantly took flight. But before he could even leave the water, a dark shadow emerged from the bottom of the pool, with a faint golden light shimmering within it.

Despite starting later, it was faster than the person who jumped first, and instantly closed in on the person in front of it.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, which was enveloped in true energy, and grabbed it in his palm.

The expected resistance did not come; instead, streams of dark energy flowed through the meridians into the dantian and brain.

In an instant, Li Cunxiao's eyes turned blood red, and a violent killing intent and a tsunami of negative emotions almost overwhelmed him.

Such powerful malevolent energy immediately triggered a reaction in the vajra.

Suddenly, a chanting sound emanated from the dim vajra, and the invisible sound waves instantly shattered all the black energy, which then transformed into a vortex that absorbed it all.

The black energy was rapidly devoured by the vajra, and at the same time the vajra lit up, so did the unknown object in Li Cunxiao's hand.

"This is malevolent energy?!"

Li Cunxiao snapped out of his rage and shuddered violently.

Before he could even feel happy about the two pairs of Capricorn claws that had been lit up, his attention was drawn to the object in his hand that had shed its black aura.

It was clearly a golden dragon ornament.

(End of this chapter)