Yaoguang Fairy Path

"Since you regard me as your shame, and I have lived in darkness since I was born, then I don't mind letting you accompany me into the abyss of the dark night!" Long Wuji's laughter echoed in the lobby, full of madness and determination.

"Since you regard me as your shame, and I have lived in darkness since I was born, then I don't mind letting you accompany me into the abyss of the dark night!" Long Wuji's laughter echoed in the lobby, and every word was filled with madness and determination.

Long Xiangting was extremely angry, and his rage almost burned the entire hall.

He asked coldly, "Is this your reason for attacking innocent people?" Long Wuji's eyes were as cold as ice. He replied calmly, "Why are you pretending to be a good person? You don't even care about your own son, so what are these people? I will destroy the entire Longyuan City because of your actions..."

As he spoke, Long Xiangting had already mobilized his powerful spiritual energy to its fullest extent, and launched a fierce attack towards Long Wuji. Long Qingyu followed closely behind him, and the three colors of spiritual energy, red, gray, and green, intertwined and exploded in the air, forming dazzling rays of light.

Long Wu Ji was not afraid. He calmly summoned a demon puppet covered with green hair and with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

As soon as this demon puppet appeared, the atmosphere in the entire lobby became even more weird and terrifying. When Ye Shuyao saw this demon puppet, she couldn't help but recall the scene when she was chased by it, and felt disgust and fear in her heart.

She stood about two meters away from Long Wuji and spat at him, "You bastard, you don't care about anything. This demon puppet is so ugly no matter how I look at it..."

However, Long Wu Ji seemed not to hear her curse, but was concentrating on controlling the demon puppet to engage in a fierce battle with Long Xiangting and Long Qingyu.

The lobby was filled with spiritual energy and explosions were heard one after another, as if they were about to tear the entire space apart.

However, Long Wuji's eyes revealed a hint of madness and determination. He didn't seem to care about the outcome of the battle, he just wanted the entire Longyuan City to be buried with him.

The battle between the three escalated instantly. The roof shattered, and three figures soared into the air. Long Wuji and Long Xiangting stood face to face. A cold smile curled Long Wuji's lips, his eyes gleaming with madness. "Do you see this monster? I will refine you into demon puppets, eternally at my disposal. Your blood and spiritual energy will become the nourishment for my cultivation, and I will seal your souls. As long as I live, you will never enter the underworld!"

Long Qingyu glared at him and shouted, "That depends on whether you have the ability! I will kill you today!" He turned to Long Xiangting and said urgently, "Father, Long Wuji has been possessed by a demon. We must kill him today and take back the souls of those guests, otherwise there will be endless trouble. There are also people from aristocratic families among them. If this gets out, our Longyuan City will be discredited!"

Thinking of this, Long Xiangting couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. He nodded in agreement: "Qingyu, you are right, this evil creature must die!"

Long Wuji sneered, glanced at them as if no one was around, and said, "Are you so confident? Then let me see, today, will you be transformed into demon puppets by me, or will I be killed by you first!"

Before he finished speaking, he instantly urged forward a vast red spiritual mist, dyeing the entire sky red, and the red mist even continued to spread to the entire Longyuan City.

Ye Shuyao looked at Long Wuji, who was shrouded in red mist in the air. She clenched her hands, swallowed her saliva, and secretly exclaimed in her heart: "How powerful! It seems that I am no match for him. Is it too late to run now..."

At this time, the four major families and ordinary people in Longyuan City also felt this terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power.

Those with low spiritual power or ordinary people were transformed into blood mist under the cover of the red mist. The whole city fell into panic in an instant. Soon, dozens of monks stood in the air, staring at the battle in front of them with solemn expressions.