Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 312 - 265: Painted Skin_1

Chapter 312: Chapter 265: Painted Skin_1

Within the Underworld of Nanjing City, Tingtian Ao stood on the city walls, his eyes anxiously watching the towering figure within the city.

At this point, the entire Underworld had already presented a scene of the apocalypse.

Beneath them, countless cracks appeared on the ground, spreading across the entirety of the three hundred-mile-wide Underworld like a shattered glass. From beneath, countless underground fires seeped out.

The originally gloomy sky, had now turned into a dull yellow. Upon closer inspection, one could see a mottled night sky with fragments continuously falling.

Even the void of the entire Underworld had begun to show slight cracks.

The numerous evil spirits imprisoned inside the city were exhilarated. They were screaming, wandering, assaulting, clamoring, trying to escape through the cracks or to continue breaking the heavens and earth that had trapped them.

However, Duchenghuang Jiang Wu had transformed his divine body into a three-thousand-meter-tall figure. He sat kneeling, one hand pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground. He stopped the ground from splitting, the sky from collapsing, and also made it so that the evil spirits in the city had nowhere to escape.

But Duchenghuang’s body was also cracking, with streaks of purple fire leaking from within.

"Master, listen to my advice, go kill those siblings now, and there won’t be any problems! What if it’s after the Great Ancestor? What about the great-grandson of the Jianling Emperor? The debt you owed to Emperor Tai of Jin has long been paid off."

Tingtian Ao’s eyes were full of worry and helplessness: "If you insist on resisting like this, yes, you can save the Underworld and prevent earthquakes in Nanjing City, but you’re bound to die, and no one can save you!"

The sins committed by the Yu family, why should you be the one to pay for them? Master, if you kill them, even if you are backlashed by Dragon Qi afterward, it’s better than the extinction of your Primordial Spirit!"

Duchenghuang Jiang Wu, however, turned a deaf ear and continued pointing to the sky and the ground. His mighty divine power showed signs of healing the cracks in the heavens and earth.

Upon seeing this, Tingtian Ao angrily stomped his foot, took to the sky, and suddenly flew in a certain direction.

At this time, Duchenghuang finally opened his eyes. He looked at the departing figure of Tingtian Ao, a look of hesitation was shown in his eyes. In the end, he sighed quietly without saying a word to stop him.

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Meanwhile, in the basement of the East Palace’s side courtyard of the Forbidden City, Li Xuan was looking at the girl lying in the blood coffin. Her skin was creamy, and her beauty was natural; she seemed to be sleeping. There was profound shock and incomprehension in his eyes.

"Changle?"

At this moment, in Li Xuan’s mind, the somewhat vague face of the girl with blood red eyes suddenly became clear. It coincided with Princess Changle’s facial features and was exactly the same.

Speaking of which, he had previously felt that Princess Changle’s face was a bit familiar, but it was also different.

But how could it be? How could it be Princess Changle?

Countless questions surged in Li Xuan’s mind.

The red-cloaked ghost was Princess Changle? But who is the other ’Changle’? How did she manage to deceive everyone including Xue Yunrou?

When he saw the way that ’Changle’ and Yunrou interacted, it was so harmonious and intimate, just like real siblings.

Did the girl in red forget who hurt her? Did she forget her identity? Why did she have no reaction when seeing Changle?

Why could he not notice the similarity between the girl in red and Changle?

Moreover, why did Changle possess his body? Li Xuan was certain that there was no intersection between his original body’s memory and this princess.

At this time, Li Xuan found that the girl in the coffin had a faintly beating pulse, and her chest was slightly undulating. This caused his pupils to contract once again.

Was the girl in the coffin still alive?

"Are you very surprised?"

Sitting behind the blood coffin, Master Zhenru, who was holding a strange formation, looked at him with a mocking smile: "Does it feel strange? The real Princess Changle is lying here, becoming a living corpse?"

Li Xuan did not respond, he knew that time was of the essence. As soon as he came back to his senses, he immediately slashed at the densely arranged rune array on the ground.

The middle-aged woman in palace clothes who was standing next to the coffin, also immediately waved her sleeve, and several crescent-like sword lights slashed towards Li Xuan amidst the flickering thunder and lightning. Even though her attack came later, her sword speed was quicker and reached Li Xuan’s neck before his attempt to destroy the array.

Li Xuan’s face changed slightly, he fended it off while retreating into a cluster of flickering lightning, moving to a position three feet away near the wall. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose at the same time.

The cultivation level of his opponent, which was as high as The Fourth Gate, could crush him even if only one-tenth of the force was used.

However, Li Xuan’s real killer was the Fumo Vajra. It immediately swung a sword at the ground. Even though it was blocked by two crescent-like blades at the last moment, the Gang Qi that emanated still caused slight cracks to appear on the ground, and at least seven runes were shattered.

Monk Zhenru glanced at him, then shook his head seemingly unbothered: "You are resolute! But it is of no avail, next, you will have the honor to witness the birth of the fourth Drought Demon in history. Not quite, to be precise, it should be the second, the second true Drought Demon after Emperor Huang’s daughter, Nvba!"

Li Xuan remained silent, persistently focused on breaking the array with all his might.

He barely avoided the moonblade light from the middle-aged woman, while bombarding the runes in the small Sumi Ring. Li Xuan had forgotten their value, intending only to damage the array here to the greatest extent possible.

The Fumo Vajra continued to progress towards the direction of the blood coffin, continuously wielding his great sword along the way, destroying the runes underneath. His heavy sword and two crescent long knives by his side incessantly bombarded, repeatedly erupting into thunderous lightning and sparks.

The girl in red clothes behind Li Xuan was now scattering thousands of blood strands and ribbons, stretching towards the girl in the coffin.

However, the latter’s Yuanyang power was too astonishing. Those blood strands couldn’t even touch the blood coffin before they self-ignited.

The Yuanyang and Yinsha of the two attracted each other, yet simultaneously repelled each other. Around the blood coffin, a scene of near obliteration had formed.

Monk Zhenru, however, did not respond to anything. He had been holding his hands in a seal, looking at the person in the coffin with an almost affectionate gaze.

"People only think that a Yinsha turning from Yin to Yang will become a Drought Demon. But they’re all wrong! The real Drought Demon must be born from within a living person. Xuanyuan Nvshu, the Emperor’s daughter, was like this. In the past, when General Hou Dong of South Liang was defeated, he didn’t understand the underlying principles. The so-called Drought Demon he sacrificed and wrought was merely a counterfeit. You will soon see the true divine power of a Drought Demon; it’s beyond your imagination!"

Li Xuan didn’t pay attention to Zhenru’s words. He focused only on destroying this underground altar.

However, his heart was gradually tightening, discovering that the destruction of this Array seemed to truly have little effect on Zhenru.

Could it be that this Drought Demon really was about to be born as this Monk said? Were his efforts all in vain?

"Don’t believe his nonsense! This Array consists of two layers, the really effective one is located one zhang deep underground."

An familiar voice suddenly sounded in Li Xuan’s ear at this time.

"Tingtian Ao?" Li Xuan was slightly startled. However, at this time he was relentlessly pursued by the palace-dressed women and lacked the strength to look towards where the voice came from.

"Destroying the Array on the surface is useless. You must destroy the second layer of the Array as well."

Continuing, Tingtian Ao’s voice said: "As for those doubts in your heart, I will explain them one by one. Aren’t you wondering why the princess’s face is blurred? It looks like a normal person’s, but upon closer inspection, you will find that her features are indecipherable, right?

That’s because on the day of the blood sacrifice, her human skin was cruelly stripped off and worn by someone else. Therefore, the princess forgot what she looked like. Don’t worry, with the self-regeneration ability of heavenly-level powerhouses like her, her skin is merely recovering these past few days."

Human skin?

A sharp pain struck Li Xuan’s heart. He suddenly recalled a phrase that Yue Qianqian had told him.

His guardian spirit, though she came from the most filthy, the most evil, and the most painful environment, she was born out of a good faith—

"Have you ever wondered why the princess had no memory of herself before? Why was that fake Changle able to deceive everyone? That’s because the heavens’ movements are affected by people, and the stars shift, someone took away her life’s destiny and her memory through this method.

For this reason, her pair of eyes was gouged out, her tongue was cut off, and her vocal cords were stolen. All for the sake of making this despicable person’s voice no different from hers and to prevent others from seeing the truth from her eyes——"

By now Li Xuan’s fury was heating up. Even in his pupils an intense red had begun to emerge.

Fierce determination is always present!

This embodiment of the Yi of the sword filled Li Xuan’s body with explosive power. Amidst the burst of thunder and lightning, he made a powerful counterattack, successfully repelling the two moon-shaped curved knives that had been pursuing him.

At the same time, an unimaginably powerful Yi of the sword erupted from Li Xuan’s ’Huaiyi Blade’.

"Who rules the rise and fall in this vast world!"

Boom!

In an instant, the entire underground room floor had crumbled, countless pieces of rubble were sent flying under the sword’s Qi.

The Array buried one zhang deep finally appeared and, under Li Xuan’s sword’s attack, a large area of spider web-like cracks emerged.

The Master Zhenru behind the blood coffin finally changed color, turning to stare at Li Xuan with a hateful gaze.

The palace-dressed woman with a high hat turned pale: "You’re courting death!"

The four flying moon-shaped curved knives suddenly flew towards Li Xuan. She no longer split her energy to maintain the Array. At this time, the momentum of her blade light was in stark contrast to before!

Just as Li Xuan was slightly frowning, preparing to endure serious injuries, two blade lights suddenly came from the side. Amidst the swirling light, the four moon-shaped curved knives were completely repelled.

It was Luo Yan, who had switched to a pair of short knives, her figure appeared like smoke, standing in front of Li Xuan.

She spoke, a hint of smugness in her voice, "Remember this, you now owe me three lives."

At the same time, another figure rapidly descended from the steps above like a bolt of lightning. It was Xuanchenzi.

"Seems like we didn’t arrive late."

However, when he caught sight of the monk behind the blood coffin, he couldn’t help but falter for a moment.