Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 957 The Others (Part 4)

"Ok?"

Distracted like this, Gao Jue didn't understand what the other person meant at all and was stunned for a moment.

Even the wisteria standing next to her was slightly taken aback.

"Didn't you understand?" Zhuo Qingyang smiled sinisterly, pointing at Han Yi. "You offended someone you shouldn't have, so this battle is over for you ahead of schedule."

"You know me?" Han Yi frowned, somewhat puzzled. "Do we have a grudge?"

"I don't know him." Zhuo Qingyang shook his head. "We have no grudges against each other."

"Then why...you said that? And why are you looking at me like that?" Han Yi frowned. This strange look...he had no interest in men. "Are you from the Myriad Manifestations School?" Zhuo Qingyang asked back.

"Not bad." Han Yi nodded.

"That's right." Zhuo Qingyang immediately smiled. "You're a big fish. It doesn't matter to others, but you can't leave."

"What do you mean?" Han Yi swayed slightly and looked around.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhuo Qingyang and the armored woman had already chosen their positions and locked down the gaps, subtly surrounding him.

“The Myriad Manifestations School…” A hint of pity appeared in the armored woman’s eyes. “Don’t blame us… blame your school. And… the person you’ve offended… is Elder Lou.”

Elder Lou has given the order: whoever sees anyone from the Myriad Manifestations School must be killed...

"Then... what do you want to do?" Han Yi asked calmly, taking a slight step back, understanding the situation.

He had long anticipated that killing Lou Tengyun of the Tianhu School would bring trouble, but he didn't expect the other party to act so quickly.

The battle for control wasn't over yet, but Lou Wujiu was already itching for revenge, so he arranged for people to target him maliciously.

It's not hard to see from this how powerful and influential Lou Wujiu, the elder of the Thousand Spirits Palace, truly was.

"How...?" Zhuo Qingyang chuckled maliciously, his face contorted with malice. "First, help the elder collect some interest... then break your limbs, and then..."

laugh!

The Azure Scale Serpent behind him suddenly grew larger, its upper body standing up to be five or six meters tall. Green ghost flames burned silently on its eerie scales, and its wrinkled skin unfolded to reveal countless densely packed, pale eyes inside.

That's because it has devoured countless intelligent living beings and souls, resulting in a terrifying number of impurities in the soul.

It could even be said that it was only one step away from falling into evil and becoming a malevolent being. Large amounts of yellow viscous fluid dripped from its eyes, falling to the ground with a hissing, corrosive sound.

At the same time, an indescribable stench permeated the air.

“I can feel… an extremely tempting and delicious allure emanating from you…” Zhuo Qingyang’s eyes were bloodshot, and yellow, foul-smelling saliva slowly seeped from the corners of his mouth.

boom!

The demonic serpent suddenly sprang up and swept over everything.

At this moment, Han Yi stood there dumbfounded, as if he had been frightened into a stupor.

The armored woman sighed inwardly and slowly withdrew her hand from the copper bell at her waist.

no doubt.

An unknown, third-rate school of thought… the Myriad Manifestations School, which they'd never even heard of, couldn't possibly be the infamous Nine Yin School, a school that strikes fear into the hearts of all… Lou Wujiu's words alone weren't enough to make them so concerned; the key was Lou Wujiu's promise…

A promise from a powerful elder of the Holy Palace's Thousand Spirits Hall...

It could also make the Tianhu School owe a huge favor...

This is the reason.

That was the real reason she and Zhuo Qingyang fought.

Clang...

The energy surged, tearing the air apart, and the enormous demonic serpent, like a small mountain, blocked out the sky and pressed down horizontally.

Han Yi seemed to come to his senses at this moment, and slowly drew out the long sword in his hand.

What puzzled those around him was...

He didn't even glance at the giant demonic snake that was lunging at him. Instead, he gently raised the long sword in his hand, swung it, and unleashed a black blade of energy that flew towards Zhuo Qingyang.

"Not defending?" Zhuo Qingyang felt a little confused. This was the first time he had seen someone like this, who ignored the attack in front of him and instead attacked the opponent without any regard for the consequences.

Moreover, this level of attack...

pity.

His thought lasted less than a second before the smile on his face froze.

Boom! ! !

A muffled thunderclap exploded, and the black blade energy, which was initially only a little over a meter long, had grown into a giant blade energy more than ten meters long by the time it reached mid-air. The air was cleaved apart layer by layer like ocean waves, and the powerful impact created layer upon layer of shock waves.

"madman?!"

Zhuo Qingyang's expression changed drastically; this was the first time in his life that this madman had called someone else a madman.

This wasn't just about not defending; it was about using all their strength to attack, completely disregarding their lives. He had never seen anyone like this before.

Yes.

This battle was fought using projection, and death only resulted in the loss of a fragment of one's soul.

But once you die, the pain of death, the despair so great that it overwhelms everything, is no different from real death.

Caught off guard.

Zhuo Qingyang shouted, and his fingernails grew rapidly, becoming as sharp as daggers. His entire palm turned pitch black in an instant, as a large amount of dark energy was drawn in, forming black vortexes that blocked his way.

clang!

The black blade energy slashed down instantly, striking Zhuo Qingyang hard.

A tremendous shockwave resounded, and before the people around could react, everything went black, they saw stars, and felt slightly weak. The high-frequency sound waves impacted the surroundings, and in an instant, the tiles of the entire building shattered like foam.

"A madman...a complete madman!!!"

Zhuo Qingyang lay in a pool of blood, his arms completely gone, his eyes filled with terror. That last stab...

If he hadn't already mastered the Demonic Serpent Body, making his physical body far tougher than ordinary meridians, the aftershocks alone would have shattered him completely.

But in the end... he still managed to block it, except for losing both arms.

“I’d like to see… without any defense…” Zhuo Qingyang’s face was grim as he slowly raised his head.

You should know that all his skills are focused on the demon serpent.

The other party dared to take no precautions and not even dodge; the consequences will definitely be worse than his situation…

Before Zhuo Qingyang even saw Han Yi, he keenly sensed that something was amiss in the atmosphere. Everyone, including the armored woman, stared in astonishment, frozen in place, at one spot.

Follow the line of sight.

Zhuo Qingyang was also stunned.

His magical pet, which he painstakingly nurtured with countless resources and effort...

The Azure Scaled Serpent curled up and lay in front of Han Yi like a puppy, letting him stroke its head.

this…...

Zhuo Qingyang was so angry that his vision went black, his blood rushed to his head, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had clearly formed a soul contract with the Azure Scaled Serpent, and even the image he chose for his breakthrough to the Profound Realm was the weakest, least powerful, and most limited type of support serpent, in order to sustain his daily life.

A soul contract, in modern terms, is roughly equivalent to a marriage certificate. So, the current situation…...

An incompetent husband and a compromising wife...

It's no wonder that Zhuo Qingyang was so grief-stricken, with a face full of indignation and humiliation.

"The rules of the demon race... seem to be very strict. Those in power have absolute power of life and death over their subordinates..."

Han Yi's eyes were unfocused as he unconsciously touched the Azure Scale Demon Serpent, his consciousness long since drifted away.

In fact, the moment he saw Zhuo Qingyang, he wanted to conduct an experiment.

The Azure-Scaled Demon Serpent is one type of demon. However, it's not even truly a demon; it's merely one of countless demonic creatures from the Demon Abyss.

The Nine Yin School is known for its specialization in demonic body cultivation and the raising of demonic creatures; in fact, it imitates the cultivation methods of the demon race.

of course.

It was a kind of ambiguous cultivation. Just managing to coexist with demons without suffering a backlash was already quite an achievement.

And in this world... when it comes to understanding the demon race... how many people can compare to Han Yi?

Over the years... he has come into contact with, absorbed, and killed more demons and monsters than the average person has eaten salt.

If Han Yi were to make no attempt to conceal his true nature and unleash the Netherworld Pearl, releasing demonic energy at the level of a demon king, he would appear even more like a demon than a real demon.

He said he wasn't a demon, but nobody believed him.

Han Yi had only just unleashed his aura, revealing a trace of the demonic energy within him.

That was the terrifying aura that had absorbed the power of several ancient demon kings sealed within, as well as a wisp of demonic energy from the forbidden area of ​​Shouyi Temple.

The rules among demons dictate that those in power have absolute authority over the life and death of those below them…

Moreover, this is not merely a matter of rules. It's about obeying those in power.

It is an instinct etched into the genes of demons, an instinct bound to their demonic soul from the moment they are born.

Immediately.

The so-called Azure Scaled Demon Serpent that had formed a contract with Zhuo Qingyang was completely intimidated and submitted to Han Yi.

"What...what did you...do?!"

Zhuo Qingyang stood up unsteadily, his eyes bloodshot. This wasn't anger; he was actually bleeding.

The soul contract was broken, and the soul suffered a backlash.

The fact that he can still stand up is a small miracle, and it is enough to show his strong will.

"Are you talking about me?" Han Yi smiled, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Zhuo Qingyang.

"Give me back my precious...!"

Zhuo Qingyang let out a wail and rushed towards Han Yi in a daze.

Chi Chi!

Two flashes of light appeared.

Zhuo Qingyang rolled to the ground like a gourd, having lost both legs, and this time he could never get up again.

But he seemed oblivious to the pain, staring intently at Han Yi, his face contorted in extreme pain.

"Remember I said... I don't like your gaze." Han Yi chuckled. "Sorry, I'm not interested in men, but I... am somewhat interested in it..."

Swish, swish, swish...

The Azure Scaled Serpent followed closely, quickly arriving at Han Yi's side.

"You...you...it's impossible..." Zhuo Qingyang stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with deathly disbelief, which was quite eerie.

Even now, he still can't believe it. Or rather, it's not that he doesn't believe it, but that he's unwilling to believe it.

"Azure Scales..." Zhuo Qingyang tilted his head back, then burst into a bitter laugh, "We promised...we'd be together forever..."

He stood there dumbfounded, offering no resistance, staring at the giant serpent slowly swimming towards him, his eyes filled with a mixture of indescribable emotions—fear, confusion, and grief.

Click!

The sharp sound of flesh being cut pierced into Zhuo Qingyang's heart like a chainsaw, chilling him to the bone.