Demon-killing Enlightenment

Southern Wilderness of the Nanli Dynasty.

In the cave.

"Mu Yang, run quickly and don't look back!"

The boy was awakened by the shouting in his dream.

He found himself lying on the ground in an unnatural position.

In his blurred vision, there were seven or eight children like him lying there, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

When I woke up a little more, severe pain spread throughout my body.

Mu Yang hunched over like a cooked shrimp to make himself feel better.

"Where is this?"

Mu Yang now has some amnesia. He hugs himself and endures the pain, trying hard to recall what happened before he fell into a coma.

One day, a black fog suddenly appeared in the sky in the originally quiet and peaceful mountain village.

The black fog killed any adults it saw and flew into the black fog when it saw children.

Just when everyone was fleeing in panic.

Mu Yang was picked up by a strong villager, held under his armpit and ran out of the village.

The uncle usually dressed like a farmer, but at this moment he was wearing armor and holding a strange weapon in his hand.

When the black fog saw someone running away, it chased after him relentlessly.

Seeing that he couldn't outrun the black fog, the big man simply threw Mu Yang forward.

"Mu Yang, run quickly and don't look back!"

“To live!”

The big man stopped, turned around and started fighting with the black fog in the sky.

Mu Yang was very obedient. He ran madly towards the north of the village, which was the direction the uncle took Mu Yang to run.

Keep running, keep running, don't look back!

Little Mu Yang muttered to himself as he ran with all his strength.

But how fast can a little kid be?

Soon, the black fog caught up from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yang was wrapped in black fog, and he gradually lost consciousness while struggling.

hiss~!

Mu Yang felt another sharp pain all over his body, pulling him back to reality from his memories.

This is the cave of black fog.

I was caught. Mu Yang had to come to this desperate conclusion.

"Yo~?"

A harsh voice sounded in Mu Yang's ears.

He was so scared that he quickly climbed up and pressed his back against the mountain wall.

"You're awake? Hahaha. Fine. I'll keep you for three days. Enjoy these dying creatures first."

Mu Yang watched helplessly as the black fog carried the three unconscious children out of the cave.

What should I do? I will die in three days.

Mu Yang curled up in the corner of the cave, hugging his knees.

At this moment, he remembered the uncle who threw him out.

The last time Mu Yang saw him was the uncle turning around desperately and fighting the black fog with weapon in hand.

The uncle's scream before his death still lingers in my ears.

No, I can't die!

The uncle’s sacrifice cannot be wasted, Mu Yang sobbed slightly with red eyes.

He endured the severe pain and stood up.

Looking up at the cave I was in, I found that the walls were very smooth and there was no place to touch.

And there was a faint light very high up.

It was impossible to climb out, Mu Yang gritted his teeth.

He walked over to the remaining five children and tried to wake them up, thinking that there might be a chance if they stacked up together.

However, they were already in a deep coma and only had one breath left.

How to do?

Do I really have to wait until three days later to be eaten by the black fog?

Mu Yang tried hard to think of other possible methods.

How about tearing the clothes into strips?

Mu Yang simply measured the distance from the exit to the bottom of the cave.

I realized that even if I and the other children were stripped naked, we would still not be able to reach the exit.

He was really helpless. He sat on the ground dejectedly, staring at the bright light at the entrance of the cave that could save his life.

Suddenly, he felt something being taken away from his body.

A blurry shadow then appeared in front of Mu Yang.

Mu Yang was startled, thinking that the hateful black fog had returned.

"Give me your body, and I can keep you alive."

The shadow had no mouth, but Mu Yang heard its words clearly.

"You, who are you?" Mu Yang spoke with a trembling voice.

"I am a spirit."

"Why are you helping me?"

"You are my Lord."

Mu Yang didn't quite understand this sentence.

"What do you want with my body?" he asked, a little wary.

"I haven't truly awakened. I just forcibly created a clone. I can't save you alone."

Save me? Mu Yang's eyes lit up.

But this black shadow was so scary that he was half-believing and half-doubting.

"What's your name?"

"The Anti-Spiritual Mirror."

The Reverse Spirit Mirror? It seems familiar, as if an old man in the village has mentioned it.

Mu Yang now believed it a little, "How can you help me?"

"Let my clone control your body. This small cave is no problem."

"Does it hurt?" Mu Yang was now afraid of the pain.

"It will have a certain impact on your brain, but it can be recovered." The black shadow told the truth.

In other words, it doesn’t hurt. Mu Yang was overjoyed.

He doesn't care about brains or not, as long as he can escape without feeling any pain.

"What about them?" Mu Yang pointed at the children lying on the ground.

"There's nothing I can do." said the shadow.

Well, Mu Yang had no choice but to accept it.

"how should I do?"

"Sit cross-legged, close your eyes and meditate. Do not resist my power."

"Okay." Mu Yang did as he was told.

Soon, Mu Yang felt a powerful force entering his brain.

In an instant, he knew nothing.

After a while, Mu Yang's body moved.

He opened his eyes, and they were as dark as ink, with no whites visible at all.

He stood up and looked at the hole above his head.

With a leap, he was already two-thirds of the way up the mountain wall.

With another lever of force, Mu Yang stood at the exit.

The cave was actually underground, and there was only a small hill outside the exit.

The hill was surrounded by a vast desert, and it was impossible to tell where we were.

Black-eyed Mu Yang turned his head to look to the side, then jumped down and landed on the Gobi Desert.

Without thinking, he ran in the direction he had chosen.

That small body burst out with a speed that was not supposed to be possible at that age.

On the vast Gobi Desert, sesame-sized black dots are moving quickly.

I kept running like this for a whole day and a night.

The black fog behind him caught up.

"Haha, kid, I didn't expect you to be capable. The more you run, the more excited I get."

Black-eyed Mu Yang looked back at the black fog that was getting closer and closer.

"Master, I'm sorry. It may take a long time for us to see each other again after this separation." Black-eyed Mu Yang said to himself.

After saying that, the black shadow immediately separated from Mu Yang and rushed straight into the black fog in the sky.

Mu Yang's body was still running forward instinctively.

His strong desire to survive made him ignore the battle that had already begun behind him.

……

I don’t know how long I ran, but Mu Yang was exhausted.

Just when he was about to collapse, a blurry figure appeared before his eyes.

It's people!

Mu Yang fainted.