I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

"Ho... ho ho..."

"Mingchuan", who was pierced by the long sword, let out a shrill laugh like a leaky wind. He raised his scarlet eyes and stared at Mingchuan who was close to him, with an extremely vicious and crazy expression twisted on his face.

"Who am I? The instigator? Hahaha..."

Mingchuan's voice was hoarse, but it carried a determination to drag everyone into the abyss. "The one who ordered me...wasn't it you?! Cang, Zi, Ang!"

He suddenly raised his voice, using up his last bit of strength, and his voice sharply cut through the air, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

"You're really addicted to this act. Even at this point, you're still pretending!"

"You, Cang Ziang, aren't you Mingchuan himself?! You are the same person! All of this is your conspiracy!!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was shocking!

"what?!"

"Elder Cang is Mingchuan?!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

"He's crazy! This devil is still talking nonsense and trying to sow discord before he dies!"

There was an uproar at the scene, and all the spectators, whether they were all monks from the coalition forces or hidden spies, showed expressions of extreme shock and disbelief.

His eyes moved back and forth between Mingchuan holding the sword and the pierced "Mingchuan", filled with surprise and confusion.

Su Hao, Luo Yang and others were even more dumbfounded and subconsciously looked at their elders.

However, facing this earth-shattering accusation, Mingchuan's face was not at all panicked. Instead, he showed a sneer mixed with absurdity and anger. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and the purple-blue flame on the Liuyun Sword burned "Mingchuan" so hard that he let out a shrill howl.

"Even when death is imminent, you still want to deceive the people with lies and carry out this crude scheme of sowing discord?"

Mingchuan's voice, filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, resounded in all directions. "My fellow Daoist Mingchuan and I, one of us is from the Qingcheng Yufa Sect, and has mastered the 'Burning Heaven Art,' skilled in using bone-eroding ice flames and purple phantom flames. The other is from the human world, with an unknown master, and accustomed to using the Nine Dragon Sword Art. Our methods are completely different, and everyone knows it!"

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the stunned crowd. His voice was resounding, "Everyone has seen it all! What this beast just used was all sinister and evil magic. Does it even remotely resemble Fellow Daoist Mingchuan's upright, powerful, and fierce Nine Dragon Sword Technique?"

"He hasn't even grasped the essence of Fellow Daoist Mingchuan's technique. Now that he's exhausted all his skills and strength, he wants to use empty words to force two unrelated people to be the same, attempting to confuse people. He deserves death!"

These words were clear and logical, and instantly awakened most of the shocked onlookers.

"That's right! Elder Cang is right!"

"This demon is using filthy magic skills, which are completely different from Fellow Daoist Mingchuan's Nine Dragon Sword Technique!"

"I've seen Fellow Daoist Mingchuan take action from afar. The Nine Dragon Sword Qi was magnificent and majestic. How could it be compared to this sinister demonic energy?"

"How vicious! He couldn't survive himself, yet he wanted to drag Elder Cang down with him and alienate us from the Spirit Realm!"

Public opinion reversed instantly. Everyone looked at the fake "Mingchuan" with contempt and anger, but at the same time, they also looked at the elder "Cang Ziang" with more admiration and trust for his calmness and sharp words in the face of danger.

"You...you...idiots! You are all idiots!!"

Seeing that his desperate attack was so easily resolved and his plan completely failed, the fake Mingchuan's eyes were filled with despair and crazy unwillingness.

“No! I won’t accept this!”

The fake Mingchuan let out a hysterical roar. The sound no longer sounded like a human voice, but more like the screams of countless wronged souls!

The wound on his chest that was pierced by the Liuyun Sword did not subside as the demonic energy was sealed. Instead, it suddenly burst out with a deeper and more violent dark red light!

That was the core in his heart, which was transformed from the evil core of the demon seed. Sensing that the host was about to completely die and the mission was completely failed, the fake Mingchuan used his last crazy will to ignite and detonate it desperately!

"Let's...destroy together! Cang Ziang! Even if I can't kill you, I will tear off a layer of your skin! Let everyone see your true face!"

The body of the fake Mingchuan was like an over-inflated leather bag, expanding violently. The surface of the skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the surging dark red magic power underneath!

An energy wave that far exceeded any of his previous attacks and was filled with an aura of absolute destruction suddenly spread out like a storm with him as the center!

This energy was so violent that the surrounding space began to distort and blur, emitting a wail of being overwhelmed!

The gravel on the ground turned into powder silently. Some coalition monks who were closer felt as if their souls were being torn apart, their blood surging, and they almost vomited blood even with the protective light shield!

"He's going to self-destruct his demon seed! Retreat!"

Jin Man's face changed drastically and he shouted sternly, while quickly forming seals with his hands. A thick purple light curtain instantly unfolded, protecting the large area behind him.

Everyone felt the suffocating threat of death and retreated violently with screams!

However, Mingchuan, who was at the center of the storm, still had a terrifyingly calm look in his eyes.

Instead of retreating, he thrust the Liuyun Sword deeper into the opponent's body. At the same time, his empty left hand stretched out as fast as lightning, and his five fingers formed into claws, which were surrounded by extremely pure light golden spiritual power with a hint of strange devouring power. He grabbed the violently beating and about to explode demon core in the fake Mingchuan's heart!

"Want to self-destruct in front of me? Too late!"

"Om-!"

Mingchuan's left hand was like a red-hot iron touching ice and snow, directly penetrating the fake Mingchuan's swollen chest and grabbing the burning, violent demon seed with incredible precision!

The light golden spiritual power was like countless fine chains, instantly wrapping around it, forcibly suppressing and contracting the destructive energy that was about to explode!

"Uhhhhhh-!"

The fake Mingchuan let out an even more shrill howl, a mixture of extreme pain and disbelief.

He could feel that the demon seed that he had ignited with all his might was forcibly restrained and compressed by the other party in a way that he could not understand!

The light golden spiritual power carries a sacred and domineering aura, and has a natural restraint on demonic energy. It is actually devouring and purifying the energy of the demon species!

"No... Impossible! Impossible!!! No--!!!"

The fake Mingchuan struggled frantically, but the purple-blue flames of the Liuyun Sword and the pale golden spiritual power in his left hand formed a double seal, pinning him firmly to the spot. Even self-destruction became a luxury!

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the fake Mingchuan's bloated body quickly deflated as if it were leaking air, and the dark red light at his heart was forcibly wrapped and compressed by the light golden spiritual energy...

Finally, it turned into a ball of light the size of a fist, with golden lines on the surface and dark red energy flowing faintly inside, and was held firmly in Mingchuan's hand.

As for the fake Mingchuan himself, the moment the demon seed was stripped off and suppressed, the last trace of spirit in his eyes was completely annihilated, and his body shattered into pieces like a dried sand sculpture, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.