Su Baiche was furious, wishing he could cut Shen Liuxiang into pieces, but he didn’t know which demon beast the other had refined. His cultivation was too terrifying, directly making one unable to resist.
“—Fuck!”
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The cave was so deep that the bottom couldn’t be seen. A figure in white sat cross-legged, with a crackling fire in front that threw off sparks. The firelight fell on their face, full of gloom.
At a corner not far away, light and shadow merged, with a red light flickering from within, accompanied by occasional wails and screams.
Just hearing it was enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear, not daring to imagine what kind of torture it was. But Su Baiche was envious, while at the same time his hatred reached its peak.
Without the Demon Bone Pill, he could only rely on Tong Xi to help suppress Zhuyan. Given Tong Xi’s malicious nature, he would likely force him to continue the mission, giving him a little bit of leeway for a little bit of progress.
It was a nightmare… all thanks to Shen Liuxiang!!!
Su Baiche’s heart was filled with hatred and anger, his eyes gradually reddening. Zhuyan began to assault the seal within him. Su Baiche spat blood, wiped it away with his snow-white sleeve, then, as if sensing something, turned his head.
The moans of pain had stopped at some point.
A figure in red appeared at the corner. The demonically transformed silver hair had returned to normal, fine black hair slightly wet. Under the wispy bangs, the gloom between the brows remained, but the phoenix eyes no longer appeared bloodstained, only slightly reddened.
A slender hand rested on the stone wall. The young man’s handsome face was half hidden in darkness, half illuminated by firelight, looking extraordinarily attractive.
Su Baiche was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth to curse angrily, but worried about angering the other person, fearing that he might destroy his body and eliminate all traces of him here, so he closed his mouth.
For the sake of his life, a true man should know when to yield.
Su Baiche twitched the corners of his mouth: “I’ve given you the Demon Bone Pill. Seeing that it’s had a good effect on you after swallowing it, you should let me go now.”
After speaking, he waited for a while, but found that the barrier at the cave entrance had still not been removed. His heart skipped a beat, and a raging anger ignited. “Fuck, you’re playing me! Not satisfied with just stealing the treasure, you have to kill people too, don’t you!”
Hearing his familiar cursing, Shen Liuxiang’s expression changed slightly, staring at him thoughtfully.
But Shen Liuxiang was currently troubled and had no time to waste on this. He put aside his doubts and quickly walked to Su Baiche’s side. Seeing him approach, Su Baiche cursed while trying to dodge, but his resistance had no effect against Shen Liuxiang who had refined Qiongqi.
Shen Liuxiang’s fingertips emitted four strands of spiritual energy, forming rings that bound Su Baiche’s hands and feet, tying him firmly to the stone wall.
“Don’t move.”
Regardless of past grievances, Su Baiche had now saved his life. Without the Demon Bone Pill, Su Baiche was not far from Zhuyan’s backlash. Shen Liuxiang already had Qiongqi’s power; suppressing Zhuyan and removing it from Su Baiche’s body was not difficult.
He didn’t say much, just pressed a palm against Su Baiche’s chest, his spiritual energy directly probing for the location of the mind prison.
But Su Baiche struggled desperately: “Enough! Enough!! Fuck… so this was your intention all along! Don’t touch me!”
Pinning him against the wall, restraining his limbs—this posture was too familiar to Su Baiche, so familiar that it made his scalp tingle, especially when Shen Liuxiang reached out to touch his chest. Su Baiche was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of his seven orifices, and all sorts of curses emerged one after another.
But after cursing for a while, he found that his clothes were still intact on his body.
Su Baiche was stunned for a moment. The person in front of him had his dark eyelashes suspended, phoenix eyes quietly looking at him.
Looking closely, his slightly upturned eye corners had a hint of red. At a glance, his concentrated gaze seemed to be looking at an idiot. Then the young man withdrew his hand and said, “It’s done.”
As the words fell, Shen Liuxiang removed the barrier and stepped out of the cave.
Su Baiche stood in place for a long time, covering his chest, belatedly realizing that Zhuyan had died within him.
“——?!!!”
Outside, it was already dark.
Shen Liuxiang now had the ability to travel thousands of miles in an instant, and his divine sense also had an extraordinary range.
He stood at the entrance of the road, closed his eyes and released his divine sense. Before long, his divine sense reached the distant capital. He didn’t know where Zhou Xuanlan was and wanted to search for traces, but unexpectedly, the divine sense he had released detected other information.
“Who would have thought that Shen Liuxiang harbored evil intentions and actually wanted to refine Qiongqi! And he succeeded! It’s too terrifying!”
“If it weren’t for the Great Demon King’s own words, no one in the world would dare believe it. He is the son of Emperor Di! Bringing such shame to the Imperial Palace—if Emperor Di knew, he would probably be so angry he’d come back!”
“Stop talking! If Emperor Di were here, he would surely kill this unfilial son with one palm! I heard the Imperial Princess was severely injured and still hasn’t woken up. He could even harm his own sister—he’s truly worse than a beast!”
“Shh, lower your voice. With his newfound heavenly powers, Shen Liuxiang might hear our righteous words and come to kill us.”
“We’re not afraid! Though Qiongqi is terrifying, who knows how much demonic power Shen Liuxiang has obtained. Now all the demon kings have gathered at the demon lair to discuss plans to eliminate this evil. They will surely take his head!”
…
Within a day, news of Shen Liuxiang refining the demon beast had spread to every corner of the Three Realms. In streets and alleys everywhere, people were anxious, hoping that the leading forces of each realm would respond.
But except for the Demon Realm, the attitudes of the other two realms were quite strange.
In the Cultivation Realm, among the three major sects that everyone was looking to, apart from the Xiyang Sect, the other two were acting oddly.
The Sword Sect, which had always been most active in eliminating evil and protecting the Dao, standing at the forefront of maintaining stability in the cultivation world, was now as steady as a mountain. Their only movement was sending Sword Venerable Ye Bingran to the Demon Realm.
On the other side, the Qinglin Sect, using the excuse that Sect Master Ling Ye was absent and they couldn’t act without authority, also declined invitations from the major immortal sects.
As for the Devil Realm, which had always followed only the Devil Lord’s commands—if Nan Yuequan didn’t allow action, no one would move.
Thus, the eyes of everyone in the Three Realms could only focus on the Demon Realm, on the demon-slaying army led by the Great Demon King.
Tonight’s decision at the demon lair was the focus of everyone’s attention.
The night was dark as ink.
In the great hall, night pearls emitted a soft, gentle light, clearly illuminating the expressions on the faces of all the demon kings.
Heng Jiuyin took it all in. These people, having learned of the existence of the Demon Refining Technique and that Shen Liuxiang had successfully refined it, had ambition written all over their faces, eager to immediately capture Shen Liuxiang, release Qiongqi, and refine it for themselves.
Heng Jiuyin snorted coldly in his heart. A bunch of fools.
What did it matter if one refined Qiongqi? Sooner or later, one would suffer backlash.
Shen Liuxiang should have already had his soul destroyed, having been backlashed by Qiongqi. What Heng Jiuyin was anxious about now was finding Qiongqi as quickly as possible.
The great hall was silent for a moment. Heng Jiuyin coughed lightly, “The current plan is to find this vicious criminal as quickly as possible. But after finding him, remember not to act rashly. First notify me, otherwise, with your strength, you will surely let Shen Liuxiang escape…”
Halfway through his speech, his voice abruptly stopped.
The hall doors were wide open, and a figure was standing there.
The young man wore light-colored clothes stained with blood, appearing in the night as if dressed in red. His eyes slightly raised, the curve of his lips particularly familiar to Heng Jiuyin.
Heng Jiuyin’s face changed, and he suddenly stood up from his chair.
—He still hadn’t been backlashed by Qiongqi? How was that possible!
Others in the hall were initially eager to take action against Shen Liuxiang, until they felt an invisible pressure enveloping them, rendering them unable to move. Their faces immediately paled, beads of sweat dripping down, not daring to act rashly.
Such power was absolutely not to be confronted head-on!
Shen Liuxiang slowly walked towards Heng Jiuyin. He had not concealed his presence, and people outside the hall immediately saw him, all showing expressions of horror, falling into chaos.
“Demon beast! The… Shen Liuxiang is here!”
“Run! Run quickly!!”
“Not good, quickly save the Great Demon King!”
A group of fearless people rushed toward the hall, but unexpectedly, they all hit the barrier at the entrance. As they angrily looked up, they suddenly witnessed a bloody slaughter.
Inside the hall, the various demon kings were like them, just closer, and already frightened pale.
Heng Jiuyin’s screams echoed inside and outside the hall, swirling above the demon lair, making everyone’s legs weak and their hearts chill.
The crowd shouting at the entrance gradually quieted down. Among them, Heng Feican, pale-faced and scared witless, was the first to run away.
His father king actually had no power to fight back against Shen Liuxiang!
Shen Liuxiang knew him, knew he was Heng Jiuyin’s son, perhaps he would be next!
As soon as Heng Feican ran, his previously loyal subordinates, seeing the situation, also fled, and the entire demon lair immediately fell into chaos.
After dealing with Heng Jiuyin, Shen Liuxiang, perhaps influenced by the demon beast, flew to the top of the hall and unhurriedly began to appreciate this scene of extreme chaos.
Seen from afar, the young man on the eaves of the hall wore a red garment, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
Sitting alone under the moonlight, with one leg propped up, in his slender jade-white hand, he held a crystal-clear Nine-Headed Serpent beast core, its blood not yet dry, but he played with it with relish.
He had his head slightly lowered, his handsome face somewhat pale, but his lips were as red as blood.
The corners of his lips turned up, his eyes also curved, but there was not a hint of joy in his eyes. After staring at the beast core for a while, he instead showed some fierceness, as if in the next moment, he would go on a killing spree.
Until he sensed a gaze and looked over as if feeling something.
A man dressed in a black robe had arrived at some point, gradually approaching him, and as if afraid of frightening him, said in a slow, gentle voice: “Master, don’t be afraid, this disciple has come.”
Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, instinctively hiding the beast core behind his back, like a child who had done something wrong, his expression helpless.
Zhou Xuanlan’s steps faltered, his heart feeling as if it had been cruelly stabbed.
It hurt terribly.
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