Chapter 560
Chapter 560
Chapter 560
When the drought demon's third eye looked over, Li Zhuiyuan seemed to see her figure, piercing through all obstacles and ignoring all constraints, appearing before him.
This is a clash at the level of the soul, and also a battle of thoughts and consciousness. The so-called "a glance that lasts a thousand years" takes on another literal meaning here, which is that ten thousand years of contemplation are condensed into this one glance.
Between the tower and the ground, only Li Zhuiyuan was able to keep up with the drought demon's pace at this moment; to everyone else, it was just an ordinary instant.
The drought demon first looked at the boy.
Li Zhuiyuan immediately sensed a warning that his body and soul were about to be completely invaded, a gifted ability of the drought demon's third eye.
She wanted to kill herself in this way.
Li Zhuiyuan also hoped that she could do so.
But her gaze quickly shifted away from herself. She realized that he was hiding something extraordinary and understood that if he tried to deal with her in this way, he would not only have no chance of winning, but would also fall into her trap.
The mistakes that Pudu Zhenjun and the Ming family had made were avoided by the drought demon.
Her gaze shifted to behind the boy; she was looking at Ah Li.
If one could control Ah Li, one move would be enough to easily defeat this boy.
But after looking at Ah Li, she looked away again.
This girl is beyond my control.
If she could, it wouldn't be her turn at all; there would already be an endless queue ahead of her.
The drought demon's gaze then fell on Tan Wenbin.
Then, quickly move it away.
This is even worse; this is a seal in itself.
Immediately afterwards, Hanba looked at Lin Shuyou.
Li Zhuiyuan could sense that Hanba recognized Lin Shuyou's abilities.
Lin Shuyou was standing right in front of him, controlling Ayou so he could turn around and slash at him with his sword.
You could gamble that Ah Li and Tan Wenbin won't have time to stop it. Of course, you could also slash yourself and Tan Wenbin at the same time, so you only have to deal with Ah Li as the variable.
However, the drought demon had to look away again.
She must have realized that Ayou's power was completely under her control, and that her status as a Bodhisattva naturally suppressed Baihe Tongzi and Zeng Jiangjun. Without their support, Ayou's strength was simply insufficient to overturn the heavens.
The drought demon lowered its gaze and looked at Runsheng, who was standing on the steps at the entrance of the pagoda's ground floor.
Li Zhuiyuan saw a smile in her eyes.
Clearly, Runsheng was her most satisfactory option. Even if she couldn't launch a sneak attack, Runsheng could still fight his way up from the ground floor to the top floor and crush them.
At this moment, Runsheng was holding a Yellow River shovel in his right hand and a hiking backpack in his left.
When she noticed the bag, she had to look away again, because the bag was full of sealing talismans.
In addition, her eyes told her that even if she successfully controlled this person, it would be easy to make him kill other people, but killing that boy would be almost impossible.
Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing's team have already arrived at this courtyard to meet up.
The drought demon's gaze swept over them as well.
She paused for a moment when looking at Chen Xiyuan, but hesitated when looking at Yayoi.
It's a good option, but with Li Zhuiyuan fully protected, it's simply impossible for one of them to achieve it alone.
In the end, she turned her gaze away and returned to looking at the boy.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't know who had sent back the drought demon's third eye.
However, one thing is certain: the drought demon inside the Demon Suppression Tower has extremely limited control over the use of its third eye.
Otherwise, she would never have waited until now to open her eyes; she should have used them to help herself escape when the situation was at a standstill.
A resolute look appeared in the drought demon's eyes.
She was proactively telling the boy what her limitations were.
That one glance was the end.
Sweat beaded on Li Zhuiyuan's forehead as he subconsciously took deep breaths. Just now, in order to keep up with the rhythm of the drought demon, his soul power had instantly reached an extremely high frequency.
Tan Wenbin turned to the side, his snake-like eyes fixed warily on Ayou.
Ah Li stood in front of Li Zhuiyuan, blocking everyone else.
Ayou blinked his vertical pupils and scratched his head: "What's wrong?"
A solemn expression appeared on the boy's face. The price for the drought demon to use its third eye was death!
It might be due to the suppression of the Demon Suppression Tower, or perhaps the drought demon's body was so damaged that it could no longer match its former eye. After all, compared to the grinding effect inside the Demon Suppression Tower, the conditions in the Qilong King's dojo were like a light drizzle, yet this mismatch produced a strange effect.
However, what Li Zhuiyuan was truly concerned about was that the person who sent back the third eye seemed to intend to do just that, to make the drought demon use this eye, and then the drought demon would dissipate, so that everything would return to dust.
The previous drought demon certainly wouldn't have wanted to do that. She had a chance to escape. She could leave this place, find a place to repair herself, and wait for the right time to re-integrate her third eye, hoping to regain her peak and return to her mythical status.
Now, not only has she been exposed, but she's also been blocked again, meaning she has absolutely no chance.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his eyes and looked again at the Demon Suppression Tower in the distance.
The boy wanted to persuade her not to give up on pursuing freedom, saying that as long as she continued to eke out a living, anything was possible in the future.
Although Li Zhuiyuan himself did not believe this explanation, after this incident, he would definitely push the major forces in the martial arts world to first carry out the division and suppression of Qinglong Temple. Moreover, he would also dissuade Misheng from entering the tower to absorb demonic energy. Before he was fully prepared, he would not give Hanba even the slightest chance.
At this moment, the only hope is that the drought demon will not gamble everything, and even if he hesitates a little longer, once the aftermath of this wave has subsided and he leaves the Azure Dragon Temple, this variable will be over.
However, the intense reaction of the lotus mark between the eyebrows had already informed Li Zhuiyuan in advance:
A great calamity is approaching; the Buddha will perish.
"boom."
At the top of the Demon Suppression Tower, raging flames of corpses surged forth, and within them, a graceful figure could be seen melting away.
That was the true form of the drought demon, which was sealed inside the Demon Suppression Tower. Now, she has annihilated her own true form.
Suffering without hope is meaningless.
The drought demon displayed a decisiveness that transcended the level of ordinary evil spirits.
She wants revenge.
She was suppressed by three forces: Kong Yi and the spirit of the holy monk of Qinglong Temple. However, the former was about to die, and the latter had long since died. The only one she could take revenge on was the boy in the pagoda opposite.
The boy exerted the most effort, and the suppression effect was the strongest. Most importantly, the boy's figure overlapped with that of the person in his memory who had once killed him.
Unbeknownst to Li Zhuiyuan, he had gained the approval of the drought demon, who believed that he was most likely to become the Dragon King of this generation.
It was this recognition that prompted Hanba to resolutely carry out this revenge. On the one hand, the current Dragon King was wary of her, so she had no chance of coming out again; on the other hand, this future Dragon King could serve as a substitute for Qi Xinghan's revenge!
As the corpses burned, the top floor became empty, creating a vacuum in the suppression mechanism of the Demon Suppression Tower, which in turn caused the entire Demon Suppression Tower to tremble.
Furthermore, the corpse oil produced by the burning of the drought demon's body began to seep downwards layer by layer, and the flames quickly covered all floors except the bottom three.
A series of shrill screams emanated from these floors. The drought demon not only set itself ablaze, but also set the rest of the evil spirits in the tower ablaze.
In an instant, the Demon Suppression Tower overflowed with far more demonic energy than before, and a demonic barrier several times denser than before arose again, enveloping the entire Demon Suppression Tower area.
This demonic obstacle is like water without roots, obtained through the evil spirits within the burning tower. Even if you do nothing, it will dissipate on its own once the firewood has burned out.
On the top floor, an eye floated out, then quickly cracked and disintegrated, turning into a black beam of light that disappeared into the demonic barrier above.
The demonic barrier writhed, like rolling dark clouds, and finally, with a "hum," a huge crimson eye, using this imposing demonic barrier as its vessel, reopened!
A terrifying pressure once again enveloped the Qinglong Temple.
Li Zhuiyuan looked down at the almost completely collapsed stone statues. The previous suppression of Buddhism had been too thorough, so now there was no way to cast a Buddhist talisman.
The Eye of the Drought Demon is above, and the Demon-Suppressing Tower is below. Starting from the fourth level, flames burn continuously, releasing demonic energy. However, the lower three levels are only covered by firelight inside and out, without being subjected to the same burning.
Because the lower three levels are filled with beings forcibly brought in by Kong Yi, many of whom are not demons but still human.
After they were sealed in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the marks on their bodies turned into real chains, binding them one by one in the cells, their faces ashen and their expressions desperate.
The voice of the drought demon rang out from the lower three levels:
"I will give you a chance for revenge!"
In the center of these three levels, the intertwined flames coalesced to form the likeness of Li Zhuiyuan.
Everyone looked thoughtful at first, and then looked at each other in bewilderment after they figured it out.
They knew what the drought demon wanted them to do, but it was one thing for them to plot on their own, and quite another to join forces with and be driven by this evil spirit.
Even though they were dirty, they still had a sense of pride in their hearts, or at least they considered it pride.
However, this pride is not even as great as the demons on the top floor. The demons on the top floor are still being burned, and their pride melts before it even touches a spark.
"I was framed and plotted against by a traitorous monk from Qinglong Temple, imprisoned, and driven to madness!"
After Ming Qiushan, the elder of the Ming family, finished speaking, he was the first to sit cross-legged and begin forming hand seals, a ray of light entering his brow. Immediately afterward, the elder of the Xin family followed suit.
Seeing this, others followed suit, guiding the light into their bodies.
Once they entered this tower, they had no future. Since they were destined to die, they might as well finish their unfinished plan, borrow the power of the drought demon, avoid the karmic entanglements of the inheritance, and kill that person!
Zhou Huai-ren hesitated. It was true that he had participated in the plot to kill Li Zhui-yuan, but it was also true that he had criticized Qinglong Temple for disrespecting the spirit of the Dragon King at the banquet.
There are always some people in this world who can do despicable things while speaking righteously, because they can achieve logical consistency, thus judging by their actions rather than their intentions.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Huai-ren still formed the hand seals and murmured:
"You are already so bloodthirsty before you have become the Dragon King. Once you become the Dragon King, who knows how much bloodshed will be stirred up in this world because of you."
The eyes of the drought demon, composed of demonic barriers, writhed, and beams of dense, almost tangible demonic light emanated from them, landing on the outer perimeter of the pagoda where Li Zhuiyuan was, enveloping the entire courtyard, and then revealing human forms.
Those who haven't fallen into demonic possession, survived the battles, and ultimately managed to be forced into the Demon-Suppressing Tower as humans are all extraordinary individuals.
Tao Zhuming's gaze darted back and forth, his lips twitching:
"Oh no, I know almost all of them."
Ling Wuxing: "If it's not your original physical body, your strength is definitely not at its peak."
Tao Zhuming: "Brother, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention there are a herd of camels."
Ling Wuxing looked up at the top of the pagoda and said, "Our alpha wolf is here this time."
Tao Zhuming: "Brother, why haven't I seen any of your family elders?"
Ling Wuxing: "We encountered them ahead of time and killed them."
Tao Zhuming: "What a pity, I was going to bow to you."
Ling Wuxing: "The ashes are still there. I'll take you to offer incense afterwards."
Tao Zhuming: "I admire your courage more and more, brother. Is betraying your family so effective? It makes me want to go back and start a rebellion."
Chen Xiyuan gripped the flute and asked, "What exactly are these things?"
The bond between the team members brought them closer, and Ling Wuxing explained, "They've been despicable for a long time."
On the top floor of the pagoda, Li Zhuiyuan stood up and glanced at the figures around the courtyard.
Based on past experience, this wave should have come to an end, but unexpectedly, it stirred up a huge storm just before it was about to close.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to go through this ordeal, because he had already achieved all his goals in this wave and had huge profits waiting for him to go back and digest. There was no need for him to waste his time playing around with a bunch of dead and evil people in the futures market.
But since things have come to this point, there's no way to avoid it, so we can only accept it calmly.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't take the lotus mark between his eyebrows too seriously; he was used to being scared by the heavens.
In other words, he became a Bodhisattva late. If he had become one earlier, given his previous strength and the difficulty of navigating the waves, he would probably have had to remind himself of the impending calamity every time he left the river.
We sharpened our knives in Nantong, and continued sharpening them at Wangjiang Tower. After entering Qinglong Temple, two more teams from other regions took charge of the pressure. I thought I wouldn't have a chance to properly test the blades of my comrades this time, but now, it's a good time to test their quality!
Li Zhuiyuan began, "Prepare for war."
Lin Shuyou drew his twin swords, held them out to his sides, placed one foot on the railing, leaned forward, and prepared to fall at any moment.
The blood-red hue reappeared in their vertical pupils, and the wildness that had just receded in both the White Crane Boy and General Zeng began to reignite.
It's not out of control, but it's arrogant enough.
Lin Shuyou: "The younger ones are boring, it's more interesting to slaughter the older ones."
Tan Wenbin took half a step back and disappeared.
The blood-stained porcelain bottle in Ah Li's hand cracked and condensed into a corpse-driving general. Ah Li reached out and pulled a thin blood-stained porcelain sword from the general's mouth.
There are too many people outside, so it's best to use your fists.
Runsheng planted the Yellow River shovel on the ground, took off his upper body clothes, folded them, and hung them on the shovel.
He twisted his neck, the valves gradually opened, and the nine black shadows on his body swirled, reigniting his battle-hungry excitement.
The evil dragon flew out and hovered atop the pagoda, amplifying Li Zhuiyuan's voice:
"Your standards are so low that even I, your enemy, am impressed."
It's understandable that you fight for your own interests and grudges in the martial arts world; manipulating and using evil spirits to set up schemes is a means to an end; but you've retreated into the belly of evil spirits and willingly become their tool... you've really lost all sense of shame.
Ming Qiushan: "I have fallen into demonic possession."
Xin Guangxin: "I have fallen into demonic possession."
Zheng Sanyue: "I have fallen into demonic possession."
Zhou Huai-ren: "I have fallen into demonic possession."
"........."
One after another, voices proclaimed, "I have fallen into demonic possession." Even at this moment, they were trying to minimize the karmic backlash for the sake of their respective inheritances. Of course, it was also the drought demon that provided them with such an excellent opportunity, which was not an opportunity at all, to merge into this wave.
Li Zhuiyuan: "It is my regret that I was unable to kill you all with my own hands. Thank you all for giving me the opportunity to experience it firsthand."
The boy knew they were still alive, still alive in the Demon Suppression Tower. If their bodies were injured here, they would suffer there; if their bodies were scattered here, they would die there.
Outside, figures unleashed powerful auras. Without the suppression of Kong Yi's temple-protecting formation and the restraint of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, they were confident that their projected strength was enough to easily kill this future Dragon King, along with the group of people below the tower.
This at least ensures that the future Dragon King of this generation is not from the Qin-Liu lineage, thus reducing the potential for turmoil in the inheritance of each family.
Zhou Huai-ren spread his hands, Ming Qiu-shan loosely clenched his fist, Xin Guangxin raised his arm, Zheng San-yue pulled horizontally, and the others also made their own receiving movements, shouting loudly, "Key, come!" "Whip, come!" "Flag, come!" "Sword, come!"...
The Azure Dragon Formation has ceased, and the barrier between the inside and outside has been removed. Logically, they should be able to summon their respective weapons and enter.
They remained in that position for a long time, but no one's weapon came to their aid.
By now, their weapons should have been buried in the pit long ago. Even if Xia He is slow, the formation should be set up by now.
Inside the demonic barrier.
Liu Yumei frowned as she looked at the giant eye above her head, then at the Demon-Suppressing Tower, which was ablaze both inside and out.
The weakened spirit of the holy monk hung motionless beside the tower, partly because he was too weak to do anything else, and partly because, in their judgment, the calamity of the Demon-Suppressing Tower had been averted.
Tao Yunhe cautioned, "Don't be impulsive. This demonic barrier is several times thicker than before, containing the corpse fire of the drought demon. Even the evil spirits inside the tower can't withstand it. Even you and I would be burned to ashes if we forced our way out."
As for the consequences of this direct intervention in the river crossing, there's no need to even mention them.
Liu Yumei walked up to Kong Yi, tapped him on the forehead with her sword, and asked, "Are you dead?"
Kong Yiqi replied weakly, "I still have half a breath left, but I've already exhausted myself and can no longer control the great formation and the Demon Suppression Tower."
Liu Yumei: "Then use this half breath to add a shackle mark to me."
Upon hearing this, Tao Yunhe's eyes widened suddenly.
With a slight tremor of his fingertip, a shackle mark landed on Liu Yumei.
The Demon-Suppressing Tower was closed, and it was no longer able to pull Liu Yumei into the tower.
Liu Yumei walked to the tower gate and looked at the light that only existed on the lower three floors. She thrust her longsword into the gate and guided a ray of light through the sword to her brow.
He then closed his eyes.
But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself still standing in the same place.
The light that he had just drawn away from his brow automatically.
Liu Yumei asked, "Monks, aren't they all deceiving themselves? Why can't I?"
Kong Yi: "You can't get in... because... you're stronger than them..."
Just as the Qin family naturally restrains their mental techniques, the Liu family also has an instinctive resistance to this attraction. As for Liu Yumei, who is already as high as a mountain in this path, even if she actively tries to accept it, she cannot immerse herself in it.
Tao Yunhe: "Then become younger... no, become weaker."
Liu Yumei pinched her fingertips, and a burst of flame ignited from her fingertips. She forcibly suppressed the side effects and made herself young again. Then, she used another finger to draw out a wisp of light and fire and guide it into her brow.
"Buzz!"
The enormous eye of the drought demon on the demonic barrier writhed, projecting a thick beam of demonic light that fell upon the base of the pagoda.
Everyone was shocked to see this.
Ah Li lowered her head and looked at her grandmother standing below.
Tao Zhuming: "Oh dear, the old lady is so confused!"
After a pause, Tao Zhuming continued, "What a young old lady! Your brother, I think I've figured out that secret."
The elder of the Ming family sneered, "Liu Yumei, you've really gone mad with desperation, you don't even care about the karmic backlash on the river anymore, hahahahaha!"
They were destined to die, and in this way they became demons and evil spirits in the waves. Liu Yumei, on the other hand, took the initiative to come and help her fellow people on the river. Her karma and sins were even more severe than theirs!
Miss Liu looked down at her hands, which gleamed with a blackish luster, and said in utter disbelief:
"I've actually fallen into demonic possession?"
(End of this chapter)