Chapter 978: Crisis
In Ye Chunyang's perception, a familiar spiritual wave came, it turned out to be Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul.
He turned back and stared at the demon body with a solemn aura, his eyes half narrowed. He didn't expect that the secondary soul he had been looking for was in this demon body. This was beyond his expectation.
"Now even if I don't want to wade into this muddy water, I can't stay out of it..." Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly in his heart.
Originally, after understanding the situation, Ye Chunyang had the intention to retreat, but now it seems that he can't just leave.
However, even if he was sure that Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul was in this demon body, he didn't act rashly, but continued to observe in secret, and at the same time glanced in the direction of Wei Zhiyan, paying attention to this person's movements. Since this demon body is Wei Zhiyan's original body and is now unsealed, it is impossible for him to not have any action.
But when he saw this, Ye Chunyang's face changed slightly.
I don't know when the hiding place lost the trace of Wei Zhiyan.
He looked at the demon body that emerged from the black water pool again, and at this time he found a black light hovering above this demon. The black light was so subtle that neither Master Wuxin nor Old Demon Yan noticed it.
Ye Chunyang's eyes were cold. The black light was Wei Zhiyan. He didn't know what kind of magical power he had used. His body had shrunk. If it weren't for his extraordinary spiritual sense, he wouldn't have been able to see the strangeness.
At this time, the demon body that rose from the Black Water Pond gradually showed its full form, turning into a nine-foot giant demon floating above the Black Water Pond. Its eyes as big as copper bells shot out cold lightning, which made people stand still.
"A demon cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage!"
"This is a god who was sealed in our human world in ancient times. I didn't expect that he was suppressed here. Fellow Daoist Yan, I'll go first!"
The faces of Master Wuxin and Old Demon Yan, two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, changed again and again. The former glanced at the demon and flew out of the passage without hesitation.
As an elder in Xiao Leiyin Temple, whose status is second only to Master Wuzhi, Master Wuxin has naturally heard of the power of the Demon World God General. He never expected that he would be sealed here. If he fell into his hands, he would probably be killed by the other party with a slap.
Watching Master Wuxin fleeing in a hurry, Yan Lao Mo's face froze. After cursing "thief bald donkey", he did not hesitate to activate his magic skills. His body soared and turned into a shocking rainbow and fled out of the cave.
Just kidding, the Demon World God General is equivalent to a human late Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if the two of them joined hands, they would not be his opponent.
But just when the old demon was urging his body skills, he suddenly discovered something. He raised his eyebrows and looked behind him. A black light was rapidly expanding, and finally turned into a phantom and fell towards the body of the God General.
Although the shadow was extremely fast, the old demon still saw the other person's face clearly. His face darkened and he said, "It's you?"
Master Wuxin paused when he noticed the change behind him. They looked back and saw bursts of sinister laughter coming from the black light.
"Hehe, thank you two for your help this time. Otherwise, the demon body of this god general would not be able to be unsealed so smoothly."
The person who spoke was Wei Zhiyan. After the words fell, he suddenly slapped his forehead, and his soul escaped from his body and shot straight to the center of the demon body's eyebrows. The human body of "Wei Zhiyan" shrank quickly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a skin and bones and sank into the black water pool.
Master Wuxin and Old Demon Yan looked ugly. Judging from Wei Zhiyan's actions at this time, how could they not know what happened? They didn't care about anything else and fled for their lives.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened. A rainbow flashed in an unknown place, and dense sword shadows suddenly appeared in the air, stabbing down at the soul of "Wei Zhiyan" like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
There were only a few sounds of fluttering, and a blazing fire spread among the swords, circling around the soul, imprisoning it on the spot.
"Is it you?"
"Boy! You are here too!"
Two different voices sounded one after another, the former was "Wei Zhiyan" and the latter was Yan Lao Mo. One of them was surprised, and the other was shocked with a chill.
The two looked at the place where the sword light came from. A young man in black clothes stood there calmly, pinching his hands to urge the curse.
"I didn't expect you to be a Yuanying cultivator too! I should have thought of it earlier!" Feeling the Yuanying aura on Ye Chunyang, "Wei Zhiyan" was surprised, and then his face was gloomy. The other party was hiding here silently, but none of them found it.
"Same here, isn't your Excellency hiding so deeply?" Ye Chunyang smiled lightly and said without comment.
"Boy, you've made it so hard for me to find you. I didn't expect you to come to my door today. God is really helping me. But don't worry, I won't let you die easily after I catch you. I will pull out your tendons and bones bit by bit, and let you taste the taste of living a life worse than death!" Yan Lao Mo stared at Ye Chunyang's face, with a brutal killing intent in his eyes.
The battle in Tianfeng Prairie that year was a great shame for him. He has been ordering his disciples to find Ye Chunyang's traces for these years, but the other party disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. Now that he meets him here, how can he not hate him?
"Really? Ye is also planning to settle the old accounts with you decades ago, but I advise you to put this matter aside for the time being and talk about it after leaving this place."
Ye Chunyang glanced at the old demon indifferently, but had no intention of saying more to him.
"Hehe, you want to settle accounts with me? You are not very powerful but you are arrogant. Well, after we get out, I want to see what you are capable of to be so arrogant." Upon hearing what Ye Chunyang said, Old Demon Yan was stunned for a moment, then sneered.
Ye Chunyang frowned and said nothing.
He stared at the soul of "Wei Zhiyan" and urged the sword formation, then the magic formula of his hands changed, and several spiritual lights shot out from his fingers.
The target of this formula was not the soul of "Wei Zhiyan", but the demon body below it.
"You are looking for death!"
"Wei Zhiyan" was furious, and the black light in his soul surged, and the demonic energy swept out like a raging sea wave, rushing towards the surrounding sword formation. But then he was surprised to find that his own demonic energy was like a natural enemy after contacting this group of swords, and it dissipated in an instant.
"Heavenly Fire Wood! You actually have this thing in your hand!"
"Wei Zhiyan" was shocked. The Heavenly Fire Wood was no stranger to any demon cultivator. This thing had more restraining power against demonic energy than the Buddhist magic weapon. Although the demonic energy of the outer world they cultivated would be reduced by three points under the attack of the Heavenly Fire Wood.
But what he didn't know was that while he was extremely shocked, Ye Chunyang also had a flash of surprise in his heart. After being tempered by him with molten crystal sand for hundreds of years, the power of the Heavenly Fire Wood increased several times. If it were a demon cultivator in the human world, even if this sword could not destroy the opponent, it would still cause great damage to his vitality. This demon god was only slightly restrained and was fine, which showed how strong his soul was.
Ye Chunyang knew that he was in a hurry. He shook his sleeves without thinking too much, and more than ten soul-gathering banners flew out. After circling in the air, they quickly fell around the demon body of "Wei Zhiyan".
The power of "Wei Zhiyan" was far beyond his expectations. Now that the demon soul was trapped in the Great Thousand Sword Formation, Luo Qingcheng's soul must be taken out of the demon body before he escaped.
From the sudden appearance of the sword formation to block the "Wei Zhiyan" Yuanshen to the moment when Ye Chunyang sacrificed the soul-gathering banner, it was almost in the blink of an eye. Even though Master Wuxin and Old Demon Yan were both mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, they were completely reduced to spectators.
When the two came back to their senses, they saw that the light in the soul-gathering banners gathered around them surged, and along with Ye Chunyang's spells, they were injected into the demon body. In a short while, a layer of illusory light and shadow emerged from the demon body, and a soul body slowly appeared.
This scene was not only surprising to Master Wuxin and Old Demon Yan, but also to "Wei Zhiyan" with a raised eyebrow and a surprised expression, not knowing when such a soul body existed in his demon body.
Seeing this illusory soul body, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with joy, and he increased his magic power. The light emitted from the soul-gathering banner gradually turned into a light cocoon that covered the demon body, and Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul was gradually leaving.
"It's not that easy for the kid to take this soul!"
Just when Ye Chunyang was secretly happy, a faint sneer sounded from behind, and two rainbow lights suddenly shot out from the dark underground passage, transforming into an old man with white hair and beard and a middle-aged man with a rough face.
It turned out to be Taoist Wu and Huangquan Ancient Demon.
Ye Chunyang's face changed slightly. He didn't expect these two people to appear at this critical moment. Things are going to become tricky!
"Taoist Wu, you can actually find this place?" When Old Demon Yan saw Taoist Wu, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Hehe, it's not just me who's here." Taoist Wu smiled strangely, glanced back and said to himself, "Fairy Mo, Fellow Daoist Luo, Fellow Daoist Feng, since you're here, why don't you show up together?"
After these words came out, Master Wuxin and Old Demon Yan's expressions changed drastically, and as Taoist Wu finished speaking, the passage was turbulent again, and three escape lights appeared one after another, all of which were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly. Among the three people, there was a familiar face, Mo Ruyan, the elder of Cangwu Immortal Sect.
After the woman appeared, she looked at the "Guardian Flame" trapped in the demon's body, and then looked at Ye Chunyang. Her expression was uncertain, as if she was shocked, as if she had expected it, and finally stared at the faintly emerging Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul in the demon's body in front of her in silence.
Ye Chunyang glanced at Mo Ruyan, and was surprised. This woman was not surprised at all when she saw him. Could it be that she had already discovered his identity?
Just when he was in doubt, he suddenly heard a telepathic message from Mo Ruyan, and his heart moved slightly.
He looked up at the woman, a little strange flashed in his eyes, and he also sent her a telepathic reply, and finally stood still without showing any expression.
Others did not know about the telepathic message between the two of them. Wu Daoren glanced at the secondary soul on the demon and said coldly: "Boy, you ruined my plan last time. Do you think you can succeed this time? But I didn't expect that woman to be your Taoist partner. No wonder she targeted me everywhere. Since you want to collect secondary souls for her to return to life, how about I send you to hell together to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks?"