Pig Dali, as the lead watchdog for the Old Ape Tavern, used to follow Yuan Laoxi from street to street in fights; he was quite capable.
Only with Yuan Laoxi’s decline in strength did his influence wane, leaving Pig Dali with few opportunities to fight, merely growing fat in the tavern.
Chai Asi’s sword strike just now truly shocked him!
Too fast, too fierce, absolutely aimed to take a life.
Is this still that Chai Asi?
The Chai Asi who didn’t dare retaliate when repeatedly slapped by a drunkard back then?
At this moment, Chai Asi was following closely behind, the broken sword still pressed against his lower back! Pig Dali dared not turn his head, still raising both hands high to lead the way: "Brother Chai, is there some misunderstanding between us? How about I invite you for a drink, and we can discuss everything slowly? You’re still young, with a bright future ahead; don’t provoke the laws of Mo Yun City lightly!"
In Chai Asi’s dog-like mind, all he saw in a fleeting glimpse was... the deep valleys and crimson lips of Yuan Xiaoqing.
He didn’t hear a word Pig Dali said.
And this silence undoubtedly increased the threat of the iron sword.
Pig Dali walked forward with taut flesh, trying not to cause any misunderstanding.
A great Ancient God from the Mirror World, with one hand gripping the Six Desires Bodhisattva, the other controlling the Astray Path, focused attentively on the surroundings, striving to aid Chai Asi in completing this crucial debut performance.
The emotional fluctuations sensed through the Six Desires Bodhisattva from this dog demon left him speechless.
The great deity nearly exhausted, while ignorant little demon wanders beyond the heavens.
The life-and-death crisis isn’t over yet, already the dazzling world blinds the dog’s eyes.
With such character, still dreams of being the protagonist?
The great Ancient God seriously doubted his choice!
But at this point, he could only silently control the Six Desires Bodhisattva, slightly influencing Chai Asi’s sense of danger...
Barely maintaining the posture of an expert, Chai Asi shivered violently, suddenly realizing what kind of environment he was in, and the profound fantasies in his mind vanished like smoke, becoming alert once more.
In the glorious street, the Old Ape Tavern is only medium-sized but holds a long history and great reputation.
However, in recent years, business has steadily declined. It’s apparent that with the loss of fat duty collecting fees for the Fruit and Flower Club, the tavern’s business still has great potential for decline.
Passing through the hall sparsely populated with drinkers, traversing a corridor composed of earthen jars of old wine, amidst the wafting fragrance of liquor and smoke, they pushed open an iron door, revealing descending stone steps.
Chai Asi, though not skilled, relied on the Ancient divine mirror in his bosom, and courageously followed Pig Dali in silence downwards.
The staircase underground wasn’t too deep; after turning twice, they reached the bottom — the stone slab platform ended at a paper door.
This was a paper door decorated with eerie demon illustrations.
White base with crimson shadows.
The naked, muscular, ferocious demons twisted within the blazing flames, exhibiting a bizarre beauty.
Whenever Chai Asi visited the Old Ape Tavern, he would obediently pay the fee, drink the cheapest wine, sitting quietly in the corner.
He had never come to this place, only seen Yuan Laoxi from afar.
He always thought the underground of the Old Ape Tavern was merely a wine storage.
Only now did he feel, the atmosphere has suddenly intensified...
Yuan Laoxi has taste!
What he didn’t realize was, at the moment he saw the demon imagery, the great Ancient God in the Mirror World abruptly opened his crimson-gold eyes!
In a narrow Divine Path Space, unbeknownst to Chai Asi, Yuan Laoxi, and Pig Dali, suddenly unfolded!
This was a pitch-black, square room, resembling a prison.
To call it a Divine Path Space somewhat glorifies it, but there was indeed a "deity" presence.
In the depth of the room, a pair of blood-red eyes opened.
The dreadful aura came alive.
Thus chains rattled, hair spread, and that cruel, ugly face became clear, revealing a blue-faced, tusked, with brown corpse spots, grotesque blood patterns.
A demon indeed resides in this quiet room, attached to the paper door!
In the Hell World, the Divine Path prevails.
Pursuing divine cultivation through demons and ghosts is quite a common path.
But the path of ghosts and gods has countless routes. Gathering faith is the righteous path, voracious blood consumption the evil path. Hindering fate and claiming lives is evil, compassion for all beings is righteous. Incense is the grand avenue, blood sacrifice is astray path.
Of course, there are also those like Zhang Linchuan, walking the righteous path of gathering faith, yet employing urgent, obstructive, fatal techniques.
And the demon before them was the reason Yuan Laoxi could barely hold onto a position as the incense master at the Fruit and Flower Club, and also the reason for his gradual decline!
The blood pattern on that vile face, who knows how much blood was used!
"Despicable..."
The demon, exhibiting power in the Divine Path Space, suddenly broke free from the chains, his form rapidly swelling, the terrifying muscles erupting in foul-smelling blood sacs...
Bang!
A massive, multi-colored Buddhist palm descended, directly pressing down this fierce demon into a pool of blood on the ground.
Merely an Inner Mansion level Furry God, utterly vulnerable before the great Chi Yun Mountain God. Let alone in this Spirit Battlefield.
The Ancient God from the Mirror World manifested his spirit form, standing in this square divine path prison room, clutching a tangled, blood-red Divine Soul Strength, slowly roasting with Samadhi True Fire—
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