Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 514 - 92: It Can’t Always Be, Right?_1

Chapter 514: Chapter 92: It Can’t Always Be, Right?_1

"Back then, you were just a village youth, almost turned into a puppet by Xuan Yinzi. Seeing your exceptional potential, I pitied you and persuaded him to take you as his disciple."

"Then, you quickly rose to prominence within the sect, while Xuan Yinzi acted against the principles, losing favour within the Demon Sect. At this point, I noticed your rebellion and voluntarily suggested that I could help you get closer to Ksitigarbha’s True Body."

"I really didn’t expect you to be so determined. To win the acknowledgment of Ksitigarbha’s True Body, you actually severed yourself with a single blade, cutting off all goodness, becoming a Pure Evil Body. From then on, you usurped the recognition of Ksitigarbha’s True Body, and that’s how you severely wounded Xuan Yinzi in the battle for Daoist Xuanming and achieved Tianyuan."

"But you originally promised me that once you understood Daoist Xuanming, you would help me resurrect my son. Now the opportunity is within reach, and you actually went back on your word."

Granny Meng stared at the Underworld King Sect Master, her gaze icy cold.

"Lin Poyun, since I was able to assist you in reaching this position, I also have the means to bring you down. Perhaps you didn’t expect that the remains of the Goodness that you severed did not fall, but instead, became a mortal with a body of pure goodness, who later joined the door of the Venerable Wanfa from Northern Region Holy Mountain."

The bald monk beside her looked at him with a compassionate gaze.

No one would have imagined that Master Wu E, the most compassionate and kind person on the Sacred Mountain, and the Underworld King Sect Master, the epitome of all evil, are the same person.

After becoming a disciple of the Venerable Wanfa, that Wu E monk was diligent in his cultivation, and is now a cultivator of the Seventh Realm.

If it were an ordinary Seventh Realm, it wouldn’t be worth mentioning in the eyes of the Underworld King Sect Master. But the monk before him made him feel harder to deal with than any Tianyuan cultivator.

Because from the moment he saw this monk, he felt countless thoughts influencing his state of mind, as if another will was trying to impose itself upon him.

"No... that’s impossible," the Underworld King Sect Master shook his head vigorously, "Even if good and evil repel each other, it should be me who devours you. Why is your will superior to mine? Venerable Wanfa, did the old thing manipulate something!"

"I made a promise to Venerable Wanfa, to give half of the Breath of Hades to Immortal Qi Jing, and the other half to resurrect my son. From then on, I will renounce the world to practice on the Sacred Mountain and no longer interfere with the affairs of the Demon Sect," Granny Meng continued in the bitter cold wind. "Lin Poyun, if you do not leave now, you will face only death."

Whiz whiz whiz whiz——

In the span of their conversation, several streaks of light have fallen on this place, the Hall Masters of the Netherworld Four Halls looked at the situation before them in wonder.

"Hehe..." the Underworld King Sect Master chuckled twice.

Today is another heavy blow to the Demon Sect. After the last battle at Shu Mountain, the already depleted Underworld Sect has been hit hard again.

Originally, he wouldn’t care about these things. As long as he obtained the Breath of Hades, it wouldn’t matter if all these small fries died.

But looking at the current situation, with the Righteous Path already here and that Monk Wu E influencing him from the side, even with Ksitigarbha’s True Body, it was hard to do anything. Even if he was reluctant, he could only accept this failure.

"Venerable Wanfa? Immortal Qi Jing?" his sharp gaze swept over everyone, "I will remember you."

The Sect Master of the Underworld said, then flicked his sleeve sharply: "Let’s go!"

Boom——

Behind him, the sky suddenly opened up into a huge black hole. He quickly disappeared into it. The Four Halls Masters didn’t understand the situation yet, but since the Sect Master had retreated, they had to follow.

As the disciples of the Underworld King Sect were about to resist the Righteous Path, they saw the huge black hole above their heads, realizing that their leader had fled again, they all scrambled to enter it.

In a flash, they fell into disarray again, the Righteous Path pursued and killed them, and once again, demonic cultivators fell like rain.

The Underworld King Sect’s two large-scale operations ended in a total defeat, and it would be hard to reorganize in a short time. However, with an Eighth Realm cultivator and a divine artifact, they wouldn’t be brought to their knees.

"It’s a pity we couldn’t keep him here this time," Immortal Qi Jing said: "It might cause trouble in the future."

"It’s due to my insufficient cultivation," Monk Wu E said, "If I had the same Eighth Realm Dao, I could probably suppress him."

"He possesses the True Body of Ksitigarbha, it would be difficult to restrain him no matter what," Immortal Qi Jing said, "unless those Tianyuan who also wield divine artifacts are willing to work together. You don’t need to push yourself too hard. If you forcibly use the connection between the two of you to suppress him, you are bound to be affected too. When he disappears, you might not be the same ’Wu E’ anymore."

Monk Wu E pondered for a moment, and could only sigh again: "Amitabha."

"No more need for words," Granny Meng looked at the figure in the frozen ice, her eyes ablaze with excitement, "Shall we begin now?"

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, gently lifted the lid. A wave of pure and ultimate chilly energy surged from it, causing the heavens and earth to quiver! For a moment, the cries of souls echoed throughout the mountains.

...

"Ahh.... I want revenge, I want you all to die!

A hundred miles away on a glacier, Purple Gold Marquis was half-buried in an ice cave, the other half of his body was.....missing.

He had only the left half of his body left, and this time the destruction was more thorough, not just his shoulder, chest, thigh...even his face was half gone.

Immortal Qi Jing seemed to have only lightly flicked his finger, yet it contained the supreme Immortal Law. Its fatal power may be less than that of the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams of Immortal Jiuyi, but back then the Silver King was there to take on most of the damage, and Purple Gold Marquis only bore a small portion of the injury.

But today, he was the main one who bore the hit.

A countless number of purple-black flesh buds were trying to grow, but they were all corroded and disappeared under the intense golden light. The violent pain made Purple Gold Marquis roar again!

The left half of his body was destroyed, and it took a year of recuperation to regenerate. In his first battle after coming out of the mountain, the right half was gone again.

What kind of mortal suffering was this?

"Puh–" Purple Gold Marquis spurted a mouthful of fresh blood.

His injuries were too severe, and it was even difficult for him to move. Regenerating his body had become wishful thinking. Right now, he urgently needed a treasure medicine to supplement his True Yuan and blood. If there was no supplement to be found, he might just die right here.

Having nowhere to go, he could only seek outside help.

As the creator of the Soul Summoning Order, he naturally had the highest authority. He could sense the presence of the Soul Summoning Order within a short distance, and he could also send a message to a specific holder of the Soul Summoning Order.

At this moment on the ice plain, there were only three living people who still held the Soul Summoning Order.

Fifty-eight, Fifty-nine, Sixty.

Among them, Fifty-nine and Sixty were standing with the Eighth Realm cultivator who had hurt him, obviously they had already betrayed him.

Only Fifty-eight was his only hope...

The souls on his Soul Summoning Orders were all collected by himself, he could almost guarantee his subordinates’ loyalty. He didn’t know what had happened to these two, but they had dared to betray him. Could it have been the threat of the Eighth Realm cultivator?

With this thought, he first extinguished the souls of Fifty-nine and Sixty, reducing the already few Soul Enforcers by two. In this way, the two traitors were also completely annihilated.

Having two traitors was already severe, it couldn’t be all three, right?

He had seen the information in the Soul Summoning Order before, Fifty-nine and Sixty were obviously not normal people, and the signs of their betrayal were evident.

But Fifty-eight seemed like a stable and normal Soul Envoy.

Indeed, letting Purple Gold Marquis fully trust subordinates he had never met before had become very difficult, but who else could he contact at this moment?

If he stayed there until nightfall and encountered Arctic Demons or ghosts, he would almost certainly be doomed.

Purple Gold Marquis still had a strategy. He planned to tell Fifty-eight about a location not far from here. If he came alone, he would let him come by. If others were following him, he would go into hiding.

After some contemplation, Purple Gold Marquis sent a separate message to Fifty-eight.

[Purple Gold Marquis]: "I have sustained some minor injuries and need some elixirs, spirit plants. I will be waiting for you at the top of the glacier about eighty miles east of Sealed Cliff Mountain."

[Purple Gold Marquis]: "Eastern Guide has died, if you make a great achievement this time, I will appoint you as the Guide Envoy."

[Purple Gold Marquis]: "Be careful."