Inner Demons

A look of hesitation appeared on Bai Yunxin's face. She looked into the hall again.

Kun Wuzi sneered, "I suppose you've already figured it out—this hall has been set up with a Restriction by me. With your mere True Realm cultivation, it will be difficult for you to break in. If I were you, you'd either heed my advice and leave the Dongting to avoid disaster, or... if you are not resigned to that, you should still leave the Dongting and tell that Li Yunxin that we are waiting for him in the lake—his people are all in my hands. Enough said. You'd best figure things out for yourself."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and returned to the hall.

That Bai Yunxin was likely never so insulted before, and she was instantly enraged.

But, just as Kun Wuzi said, the Restriction they had set up was not something she could break in a moment—she tried to attack it a few times, but the Central Hall didn't even shake. Instead, she was almost subjected to the backlash of the Restriction's power.

After wrestling with it for a quarter of an hour, she finally flew away with her anger.

Seeing her disappear into the sky, Kun Wuzi let out a soft breath and opened the Folding Fan in his hand again.

Li Shan was stunned and asked him, "Are you truly letting her go like that? If she really leaves the Dongting and finds Li Yunxin—"

Kun Wuzi smiled and showed him the Folding Fan in his hand: "I said we got a treasure for nothing. Take a look."

Something was moving.

"This is a Spirit Painting. It's my first time seeing one, too." Kun Wuzi extended a finger and tapped the painting—tapping a figure as fine as dust. "Who does this look like to you?"

The real Eel Demon, Li Shan, was blind and couldn't see anything. But the Li Shan that Tan Liangzi had transformed into was not blind. He moved closer, looked intently for a while, and gasped in a low voice, "Li Yunxin?!"

"Exactly him." Kun Wuzi sneered, "This is his Traveling Palace, so this object might have some connection to him, which is why he can be seen on it. It is said that a Spirit Painting captures the spirits of all things into the scroll. If one understands the method, by changing something in the painting with a brush, the real things will also change. It has always been rumored that this was the technique of the Painting Saint, and no one knew how to do it. But looking at it now... it might be true. As this Li Yunxin moves around outside, we can see him clearly on this Spirit Painting."

"According to this fan—look, he is heading toward Yeyuan Forest. He's probably about to find the entrance to the Traveling Palace and will be here soon! We know his whereabouts like the back of our hands. Are we still worried that he won't be caught?!"

When he said this, Old Daoist Liu's face became even paler, like a sheet of white paper!

"So why did I tell that Bai Yunxin to leave?" Kun Wuzi chuckled, "Heh. The agreement between the Golden Peng King and the Daoist Orthodoxy is their business. I already instructed those Taoist priests—kill any demon they see, leave none alive. Those Taoist priests killed Bai Yunxin, the Golden Peng King will be furious... Now the Daoist Orthodoxy, the Sword Sect, and the demons will have a more spectacular fight. Isn't this exactly what we want?!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Li Yunxin's figure on the fan stop at a certain spot.

He immediately tossed the Folding Fan into the middle of the hall and commanded in a deep voice: "Finish the business first—he is coming! Activate the Formation!"

Li Shan instantly understood. He and Seven-Segment Brocade flashed to the side and pointed a few times in the void—the Formation/Restriction they had set up using the Ziwei Palace Central Hall immediately began to operate. A sheet of mysterious light converged from the walls of the hall, just covering the Folding Fan. Countless tiny specks of dust danced within the mysterious light. But if one looked closely, they would find that they were not dust, but millions of true runic characters and talismans.

This, too, was a magic treasure that Kun Wuzi had passed down to him—once properly set up, even a cultivator at the peak of the True Realm would be peeled a layer of skin if they accidentally entered the formation. It was just that the Sect Master would never have imagined... that it would now be activated by someone else impersonating him!

An astonishing amount of Spiritual Power began to circulate in the hall, and gradually, light spots began to appear in every thread of air. The hall seemed to be filled with something else—the cultivator with the lowest cultivation, Old Daoist Liu, even began to feel difficulty breathing, as if he were inhaling viscous liquid.

The mysterious light covering the Folding Fan became stronger and stronger, eventually turning into a small sun that illuminated the gloomy hall with intricate clarity—as if it were daytime inside the hall and night outside!

Kun Wuzi's robes billowed, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He felt the mighty power brought by the Formation/Restriction filling his body—he was now the Formation Core, and all the surrounding Qi mechanisms and Spiritual Power passed through his immensely strong body, and through his control, poured into a runic character in the mysterious light. This was his most powerful moment, and also his most vulnerable moment.

At this moment, he was like an iron bucket filled with Black Medicine, needing only a tiny spark—to pour all that terrifyingly violent power onto Li Yunxin, who was about to emerge from the fan!

He finally roared sternly: "When he appears—"

But an accident happened at this moment.

It was as if... a rushing river was suddenly cut off in the middle, a high-speed operating machine suddenly lost power, a kite high in the sky suddenly broke its string—the Spiritual Power circulating in the Formation instantly stopped flowing. It was as if something opened its massive mouth somewhere and swallowed all the Spiritual Energy near Jun Mountain at once!

But it wasn't just Spiritual Energy!

Kun Wuzi was currently using himself as the Formation Core to regulate the Qi mechanism—he was a node. This node absorbed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to supply the frantically operating grand formation. But now, the Spiritual Energy being injected into his body suddenly disappeared, but the Formation did not stop immediately.

—Even though it was only for a short moment!

But how could the Spiritual Power consumed by a magic treasure that could firmly trap a peak True Realm cultivator be comparable to ordinary times?! In that instant, Kun Wuzi's body was almost completely drained!

However, a cultivator tempers their body with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi using their body as a crucible—the body's Human Skin Bag also continuously generates Spiritual Power. Although temporarily drained, he could quickly recover as usual after taking a quarter of an hour to regulate his breathing.

But he didn't get that chance.

In a flash, he realized that something was wrong and immediately shouted in a low voice to temporarily put away the magic treasure. But at that moment, he suddenly saw that the faces of Li Shan and Seven-Segment Brocade opposite him suddenly showed an expression of extreme surprise. They opened their mouths—time seemed to become incredibly slow at this moment. Kun Wuzi could almost see their throats vibrating, eyelashes slightly trembling, pupils dilating, and about to shout a warning to him.

How fast was the reaction of a high-level cultivator like him? Before they could make a sound, he immediately looked toward the Folding Fan—

And then only one thought had time to appear in his mind—there was nothing unusual, was there?

The next moment, his body, temporarily exhausted of Spiritual Power, flew out with a loud boom—a full-force blow from a True Realm Dragon Clan Great Demon landed squarely on his body from behind!

Even with his body's toughness, comparable to a high-level Profound Realm cultivator, it couldn't withstand such a ferocious and violent blow without the protection of the continuously circulating Spiritual Power inside his body!

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood while flying through the air—this body was not an ordinary living person's body perfectly integrated with the flesh, and the wandering soul possessing it was so shaken by the blow that it was dazed and about to separate from the body!

Thrown into a backward tumble, he finally saw who had ambushed him.

It was none other than... Li Yunxin!

This Li Yunxin had now manifested his God-Demon Body. His eyes were wide open, almost tearing apart. His fists had not yet been withdrawn, and the knuckles were covered with cyan scales. And these scales—the scales of a True Realm Dragon Clan Great Demon renowned for its physical strength—were actually shattered, and golden Dragon Blood was seeping out.

This showed just how terrifying and ferocious the force of his blow had been!!

Only one thought flashed through Kun Wuzi's mind as he flew through the air—"His Traveling Palace is still inside the Restriction he set up. Where did he come from?!"

"This shameless demon... I will next—"

But there was no "next." After Li Yunxin blasted him away, he immediately released his fists and grabbed in the void, and a cyan-hued iron chain instantly appeared in his hand. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the iron chain grew violently against the wind, circling down to trap the wandering soul of Fu Liangzi possessing the body, pulling it out!

By this time, Li Shan and Seven-Segment Brocade finally reacted, shouting as they rushed forward to snatch the iron chain from Li Yunxin.

But this Li Yunxin was unhurried. With his right hand securing Fu Liangzi's wandering soul with the iron chain, his left hand drew a few strokes in the air at an impossibly fast speed. The entire Central Hall immediately let out a buzzing sound—the Restriction they had previously set up in the hall exploded with a burst of dazzling golden light, followed by a terrible sense of stagnation and weakness descending. The figures of the two demons abruptly paused in mid-air, and then they found that the Spiritual Power in their bodies was draining away at a terrifying speed—the scene of Fu Liangzi being drained earlier was happening again!

The demon Li Yunxin sneered and roared: "Scram!"

He kicked the two demons, sending them flying back, rolling three times on the ground like mortals before barely stopping.

When they managed to climb up again, struggling against their heavy bodies...

They saw that Fu Liangzi was tightly bound by the iron chain in Li Yunxin's palm, unable to move!

And at this moment... Li Yunxin recovered his human form, accompanied by a heavy mist.

First, he kicked Fu Liangzi's wandering soul down, then turned... and plucked the circular jade screen inlaid on the back of the rattan chair. Then, with a flicker in his palm, he produced an identical jade screen. The two jade screens immediately adhered to each other, transforming into a round, shining... moon halo.

"The Profound Light Precious Mirror!?"

Fu Liangzi, lying on the ground, cried out in disbelief.

Li Yunxin ignored him. He first walked over, helped up San Hua's headless body, looked at it, and then put it down. He then patted Old Daoist Liu and Lady Hong, unlocking the vital points in their bodies that were sealed by Spiritual Power.

He first asked: "How many others are outside?"

Old Daoist Liu took a few deep breaths and stood up with Li Yunxin's support: "They said just now there are only these three, no more."

"Good."

Li Yunxin then helped Lady Hong up, and only then turned to look at Fu Liangzi. After watching for a while, he sighed: "Old Liu already said it—I set the trap to draw you out."

"...Why didn't you believe it?" (To be continued.)

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