Inner Demons

The expression on the Evil King's face froze for a moment, but then softened.

Li Yunxin knew that the blank look must mean he had asked the right question. Something was being suppressed here. And the subsequent softening meant that the Evil King believed he truly "understood" the painting, and wasn't just talking nonsense.

The demon straightened his face and said gruffly: "You can actually tell?"

Li Yunxin thought for a moment: "I cannot fully grasp the profound meaning of this painting, but I can see a little bit of the mechanism. I don't know the specific Spiritual Power composition, but this painting... is used to suppress demons. It carries the meaning of 'Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger.'"

He looked around at the darkness: "What is it suppressing? That requires the use of the Eight Treasures Ancient Scroll?"

The Evil King was a little impatient: "These are not things you should concern yourself with."

Li Yunxin then spoke solemn nonsense: "There's no way to communicate with an amateur like you. If you want me to teach you how to use this treasure, I must first fully understand it. For example, I first need to know what this thing is used to suppress, and then I can reverse-engineer it based on its purpose. You think carefully about whether or not you want to tell me."

It had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to the Evil King like this.

And the Evil King was not the kind of person who would think, "Wow, he's so rude to me, what a special feeling." Therefore, hearing Li Yunxin's words, he had a burst of anger to vent. But he was a seasoned demon after all and knew that this Dragon's Son did indeed possess such arrogance, not to mention that he held certain secrets.

He would properly teach him a lesson.

However, even though he thought this, the time he took to make a decision was a bit long.

He carried the lamp in his hand and pondered in the darkness for a while, then subconsciously looked into the darkness. Only then did he frown and let out a vicious snort: "Fine. I'll show you. But once you've seen it... hmph, don't think about leaving."

With that, he raised his hand.

Li Yunxin quickly stopped him: "Wait a moment. First, tell me, where are we right now?"

The Evil King looked at him grimly and smiled: "Heh. As for where we are, we are right beneath this Trapped Sky Mountain—"

Li Yunxin thought for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out: "Bottomless Cave?"

"Trapped Sky Mountain" and "Bottomless Cave" were the residences of demons in a certain novel of divine oddities and supernatural tales from his other world. He brought it up subconsciously at the moment, but unexpectedly, the Evil King was stunned again. After being stunned, he looked at Li Yunxin carefully again, his expression becoming serious: "You certainly know a lot of things."

After saying this, he paced a few steps in place with the lamp, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Then he looked at Li Yunxin again: "I don't know where you learned all this. However... since that's the case, don't think about getting out. I'll give you this thing first. You'll stay here from now on, and I'll slowly question you about everything."

After that, he ignored Li Yunxin and abruptly raised the lamp high.

A certain Restriction on the lamp suddenly disappeared, and the light instantly spread out.

This small lamp actually illuminated the entire cavern.

This "Bottomless Cave," which actually had a bottom, turned out to be terrifyingly vast.

The Evil King's Trapped Sky Mountain was already considered to cover a large area. But Li Yunxin looked at the Bottomless Cave beneath the Trapped Sky Mountain now, and it was many times larger than the Trapped Sky Mountain. He was a Great Demon of the True Realm, with excellent eyesight. But even he could not see the edge of this cave—looking as far as he could, he could only see the gray darkness at the end.

However... the cave itself was not the most striking thing.

It was the thing behind Li Yunxin.

First, he saw a toe. But there was no flesh on the toe, only white bone remained. This single toe bone, lying horizontally... was as tall as Li Yunxin himself.

The problem was that the toe bone was not isolated; it was connected to the instep. The instep was also white bone—it was already like a small mountain.

Above the instep was the leg bone—like a towering great tree.

Li Yunxin opened his mouth slightly and looked up, realizing that this was an incredibly huge skeleton.

Its shape resembled human bone, but the number of bones was wrong; there were more of them. Terrifying bone spurs, like a thorny jungle, grew on the bones. However, even the smallest bone spurs on the skeleton were taller than Li Yunxin—the skeleton was half-kneeling on the ground, its two arms spread out to the sides, bound by countless thick iron chains.

Li Yunxin realized that the few chains restraining him were among those countless iron chains.

The skeleton's colossal head was lowered, its dark, hollow eye sockets looking down from a hundred meters high, as if looking down at the two people below it.

It looked as if... this thing was trapped here in its lifetime, its arms bound, stretched, and suspended somewhere above, and then it was killed. So it maintained this posture, still suspended here after death. But countless iron chains, as fine as hair relative to the skeleton, tightly bound and firmly fixed it in place.

The Evil King and Li Yunxin were like two ants compared to a tall adult human next to it.

Li Yunxin gasped: "What... is that thing?!"

It was truly too big. If it were alive and stood up, it would be clearly visible even a hundred li away, wouldn't it?!

The Evil King was very satisfied to see this sight—the Long Jiu who always seemed to have everything under control and was unflappable was completely dumbfounded by this thing.

He sneered: "You cannot be told about this. You only need to know that the ancient scroll suppresses this thing. Do you understand now?"

Li Yunxin looked at this massive thing and could only speak after a while.

Because things that are massive are always shocking. Especially for a person like him—his most profound memories almost all belonged to another world. And in that world, many principles and theories were clear. People could easily determine what was possible and what was impossible. It was a rational world.

Yet, Li Yunxin, who was still relatively rational, saw this thing...

Even in this world of divine oddities, it could be considered the most bizarre of the bizarre, couldn't it?!

He had never seen any record of it in any ancient texts!

Therefore, he remained silent for a very long time, thinking about some things in his mind.

Painting Saint, Ancient Scroll.

This group of demons created by the Painting Saint. And the background story about these demons.

Suppression, massive skeleton.

These clues connected together.

Thinking over the background story again... why did he leave behind such a background?

That Wu Song Angrily Beats Kitty Meow, which looked like a playful scribble, was actually a terrifyingly complex masterpiece, not as shallow and naive as it seemed.

Then... were all the things the Painting Saint created here also not "just something that fellow casually made because he was bored," as they seemed?

A bold thought suddenly popped into Li Yunxin's mind.

So he was silent for a while, then turned around: "Evil King, how long was I unconscious?"

The Evil King was once again surprised by Li Yunxin's attitude. In fact, this feeling of surprise had always been present. It was like—you regard a stranger as an enemy, and all his actions also seem hostile. But that stranger, like Li Yunxin now, repeatedly talks to you with a calm and lighthearted demeanor, regardless of what scheme you are plotting—

This Li Yunxin was now asking him how long he was "unconscious," as if they were just friends chatting?

One must know that he was currently imprisoned by him here and had been shown such a secret... Where did he get his composure and courage?

It was as if—this world was nothing more than a great dream to him!

A peculiar emotion arose in the Evil King's heart. He had never felt this way before. And this emotion made him more and more curious about Li Yunxin, even... briefly diluting his hostility!

Therefore, he thought for a moment and reluctantly answered: "Only two hours."

Li Yunxin thought for a moment, looking like he was slightly relieved. Then he said in a serious and solemn tone: "The previous question—I thought you killed the Old Devil Fulu and then tricked his seven children into serving you. In reality, that's not the case, is it? I want to hear the inside story."

Li Yunxin's tone became increasingly gentle. His expression also looked softer.

This made that peculiar feeling arise in the Evil King's heart again. This feeling... made his heart tremble slightly. It was like eating delicious blood-food when extremely hungry, filling that empty part of his body.

He stared at Li Yunxin, shaking his head in confusion: "...What kind of sorcery is this?"

Li Yunxin was stunned: "Huh?"

The Great Demon stared at him, unconsciously patted his chest. His hard fist collided with the armor on his chest, making a metallic sound: "...Here—"

The demon didn't know how to describe this feeling. Seeing Li Yunxin's expression, he felt like he was overthinking things, but...

What exactly was going on?

Li Yunxin looked at him, then suddenly smiled knowingly.

"It's probably my charismatic personality," he said softly. Because of his previous serious injuries, his voice was slightly hoarse, but it was even more magnetic, "It's not your fault to like a handsome and gentle person like me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it in front of the Evil King, and the Evil King was somewhat lost in thought again.

So he heard Li Yunxin say again: "What is the truth?"

The Evil King stared at Li Yunxin for a while, blinking. Then he let out a low sigh and actually began to speak: "That... Old Devil Fulu? I didn't kill him. In fact, you have already seen him—that is him."

As he spoke, he pointed behind Li Yunxin, and as if afraid of Li Yunxin misunderstanding, he added: "Those iron chains are him. The Old Devil Fulu's true form is a bottle gourd vine. It gained cultivation over a long period of time. And it grew seven gourds on its own vine—my seven adopted sons are the ones he birthed."

Li Yunxin interrupted: "Did he tell you this... or did you see it with your own eyes?"

The Evil King blinked: "What?"

"I mean, did you personally see him cultivating the Dao from a bottle gourd vine to gain a human form?" (To be continued.)

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