Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Once the demonic seed entered her body, it took root firmly in her Dao embryo and frantically absorbed her true essence.

She was meditating, using her inner energy to suppress the demonic seed and resist the absorption process.

However, the fluctuations of the demonic seed within Yue Zhuo's group enveloped the entire palace, triggering the demonic seed within her as well. The true energy of the Cihang Sword Manual surged, actively transforming into demonic true energy.

This process lasted for more than half a month. All her true energy was assimilated into demonic energy, and her Dao embryo became a demonic embryo, merging with the demonic seed.

She was originally a pure and incomparable fairy, but now she exudes a demonic and evil aura.

If you stand outside the palace, you can clearly see two magnetic fields, one large and one small, rising up, one primary and one secondary, echoing each other.

Shi Feixuan was a decisive person after all. Seeing that the true energy could not be recovered, she completely let go of her mind and body and took the initiative to merge her magnetic field with Yue Zhuoqun's magnetic field.

Then, devote all your energy to the demonic seed, to experience the transformation from the Dao to the demon, and use this to enter the death gate to comprehend the Dao, to break through and then establish.

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On this day, murderous intent rose in Luoyang City, and a figure leaped high over the city wall and entered the imperial palace.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of Buddhist chants shook the entire city of Luoyang, followed by a shout: "Yue Zhuoqun, come out and face your death!"

Five figures stood atop the palace walls: a beautiful, mature, and voluptuous nun, and four holy monks radiating Buddhist light.

It was Fan Qinghui, the contemporary abbot of Cihang Jingzhai, and the four great Buddhist monks.

They instantly sensed the two intersecting magnetic fields and were secretly amazed.

Zen Master Dixin frowned: "Such a powerful magnetic field. Yue Zhuoqun's cultivation is probably no weaker than that of Evil King Shi Zhixuan."

Fan Qinghui had no time to lament these things, and carefully searched for Shi Feixuan's whereabouts.

I originally thought that the larger magnetic field belonged to Yue Zhuoqun, and the smaller one belonged to other masters of the Demonic Sect.

However, he quickly sensed Shi Feixuan's aura from the small magnetic field, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Not good, Feixuan is exuding demonic energy fluctuations. She has probably been led into the demonic path by Yue Zhuoqun. Quickly rescue her."

Shi Feixuan was her disciple and the successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

If they were to completely fall into the demonic path, the impact on Cihang Jingzhai would be enormous.

She moved swiftly and rushed towards the palace where Shi Feixuan was.

When they were still a dozen meters away from the palace, a pink figure suddenly leaped up from the ground, its palms carrying condensed demonic energy, as if the surrounding air had collapsed.

"Heavenly Demon Technique!" Fan Qinghui raised an eyebrow and waved her palm to meet it.

Bang!

The two palm strikes collided, and Fan Qinghui landed steadily on the ground, while her pink figure swung backward and landed on the roof of the palace where Shi Feixuan was.

"So you're the current little witch of the Yin Kui Sect?"

The pink figure is none other than Wanwan, who has been serving as Yue Zhuoqun's protector during her seclusion.

"As a senior and highly respected figure, Master Fanzhai's outburst of insults, calling someone a little witch, is extremely impolite and unbecoming of your status!"

Wanwan blinked her bright eyes, showing no fear whatsoever in the face of this person who was of the same generation as her master.

"Why bother with politeness towards you members of the Demonic Sect?"

At any other time, Fan Qinghui would have maintained her dignity, but at this moment, focused on saving Master Feixuan, she couldn't care less about anything else.

"If you dare to obstruct me again, Benny won't show you any mercy."

His monk's robes billowed, and powerful true energy filled the surroundings as he continued walking towards the palace.

"Hehe, Fan Qinghui, do you think you can just teach my disciple whatever you want?" Just then, another domineering voice came.

A black shadow swept down, and Zhu Yuyan, dressed in a long black dress, appeared beside Wanwan.

Chapter 195 Helping out

"Master, you've arrived!" Wanwan exclaimed with delight.

Zhu Yuyan said irritably, "You're so happy you don't even remember returning to your sect. I had no choice but to come out and find you."

She sent Wanwan with Bishouxuan and others to deal with Lu Miaozi and inquire about the secrets of Yang Gong's treasure vault.

Yue Zhuoqun stopped the matter, and Bi Shouxuan and the others were sent back to their sect.

Wanwan stayed by Yue Zhuoqun's side the whole time, not sending any messages back. It was unclear where she had forgotten about her master.

Wanwan stuck out her tongue: "This disciple is just helping Holy Lord Brother! Besides, how could anyone not see that Master didn't come entirely for Wanwan's sake!"

Zhu Yuyan's expression stiffened slightly, and she glared at her without giving a proper response.

Her trip to Luoyang wasn't entirely about finding Wanwan. Rather, she had heard that Fan Qinghui had gathered Buddhist masters to deal with Yue Zhuoqun, so she came to lend a hand.

In addition, she also harbored the idea of ​​accepting Yue Zhuoqun's demonic possession.

Since obtaining the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique, she has never slacked off in studying it. However, the content is too difficult and profound, and her progress is slow. It would probably take decades to master it.

They didn't get the secret of Yang Gong's treasure vault, and they didn't even know where to go to seize the Evil Emperor's relic. The only option left was to accept the method of planting a demon.

The two's enthusiastic exchange, however, made Fan Qinghui's face turn ugly.

The other party was a master and disciple meeting, relaxed and happy. Her disciple, however, was imprisoned in the palace, suffering and tormenting.

"Zhu Yuyan, are you sure you want to get involved in today's events?"

"Since I have already appeared here, why ask such a question?"

"Yue Zhuoqun is not a member of the Demonic Sect. He is merely usurping the position of Holy Monarch. Are you really willing to submit to him?"

Benny arrived with four holy monks, solely to deal with Yue Zhuoqun.

If you leave now, Benny will not stop you.

If you intervene, you will inevitably drag the Yin Kui Sect into a dead end. Think it through.

"Heh, quite the boast. Come on, give it a try." Zhu Yuyan exuded mature charm, but her attitude was domineering and forceful.

She was well aware that Fan Qinghui's side was powerful, and Yue Zhuoqun was in seclusion and unlikely to make a move in a short time, so she feared that the resistance would be very difficult.

But she had already accepted Yue Zhuoqun from the bottom of her heart, and would never stand idly by or abandon him.

"Fine, you brought this on yourself." Fan Qinghui's face was gloomy as she said coldly, "This humble nun has stopped Zhu Yuyan. I beg the four holy monks to take action and kill Yue Zhuoqun."

Before he finished speaking, his sword was already drawn, and a blinding sword aura rose up, heading straight for Zhu Yuyan.

As the head of Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui's martial arts talent must be considerable. She is also a contemporary of Zhu Yuyan and has already cultivated the Cihang Sword Manual to the level of "Sword Heart Clarity".

However, she is still a step below those with unparalleled talent. This level is the limit, and she is far from being able to achieve the meditative state of sitting in seclusion or entering a death-like state.

Not entering the death gate doesn't mean one isn't strong enough; after all, he's a senior figure renowned in the martial arts world for decades.

Her swordsmanship carries an ethereal and compassionate quality; her moves are pure, natural, and perfectly executed. But this is merely an appearance. If taken seriously, one will surely be severely injured by the murderous intent hidden beneath the compassion.

Zhu Yuyan had been her lifelong rival and knew very well the killing intent contained in those sword moves.

With a sharp shout, she thrust both palms forward to her chest.

The profound and dark true energy of the Heavenly Demon Technique condensed in his palm, drawing in the surrounding air and light, like a black hole, causing everything around him to collapse inward.

Fan Qinghui's sword energy was also absorbed, without the slightest collision sound, yet it was fraught with danger.

Seeing Fan Qinghui and Zhu Yuyan locked in battle, the four holy monks behind them paid little attention and hurried toward Yue Zhuoqun's secluded retreat location.

Yue Zhuoqun's intimidating aura perfectly demonstrated his formidable strength, so they dared not be careless.

"throat!"

Black demon ribbons, tied with the twin demon slashes, swept across, blocking the four's path.

"Amitabha!"

A blinding Buddhist light rose up, as the Zen Master Daoxin, one of the four great monks, made his move. He placed his right hand in front of his chest and gently chanted a Buddhist incantation as he pushed it out.

hum!

Buddhist energy emanated from his palms, gleaming with golden light.

When the Buddha's palm detached, it was the same size as his hand. After flying three meters, it expanded to two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), covering the sky like a golden palm wall.

Those standing beneath the Buddha's palm felt their hearts tremble and longed to submit and worship.

The Heavenly Demon Twin Slashes struck the Buddha's palm, sending him flying on the spot.

The Buddha's palm strike was as powerful as if it were swatting away two flies, pressing down on Wanwan.

Wanwan's pretty face was stern as she pushed the true energy of the Heavenly Demon Technique to its limit. Her jade hands moved swiftly and intricately in front of her chest, creating mysterious trajectories.

The true energy rotated along this trajectory, splitting into countless strands of true energy that wrapped around the Buddha's palm, attempting to deflect the attack.

Wanwan has extremely high talent in martial arts. At a young age, her mastery of the Heavenly Demon Technique has already reached the seventeenth level, just like Zhu Yuyan. The only thing she lacks is the amount of true energy.

At the same level, the strength of true qi accumulated over a decade is naturally inferior to that of Zhu Yuyan accumulated over several decades, and also inferior to the power of the Four Great Monks.

Master Daoxin was hailed as the Fourth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism. Not only was his skill profound, but his attainments in Buddhist teachings were unparalleled in his time.

This palm strike contained his understanding of Buddhism, condensed and profound, comparable to a mountain, and was something Wanwan could not possibly wield.

Just as the Buddha's palm was about to strike Wanwan, a stream of pure true energy flew in from the left and right sides, one being flame true energy and the other being icy true energy.

Although these two streams of true energy are weak, when they combine, they achieve a state of fusion between water and fire.