Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 43: Entering the Demonic Path to Survive

Wuzhan only has three days. He must start from Condensing Qi, move on to Refining Qi, and reach the Mirror of Controlling Qi before his life runs out. Not to mention three days, even if it's three years, no one in the world can successively cross these three levels of cultivation. How can a person like him who has no internal strength at all possibly do it? For some things, willpower is the key to breakthrough, but if willpower is empty but has no foundation, the will will eventually be depressed, and finally fall into despair.

Wuzhan once again faced the same problem as eight years ago. He could not condense his Qi. His meridians were empty and there was no breath at all. His body was already weak to begin with, and after forced concentration and practice, he could no longer hold on. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Xing Tian sighed, "Boy, don't force yourself to condense your Qi. If you do this, you may not even last a day. You'd better cherish the remaining three days!"

Wuzhan sat up tremblingly and said with difficulty: "Instead of waiting to die for the next three days, I might as well fight to the death to find a way to survive. As long as I am not dead, there is hope. However, I am afraid that practicing in the right way will not work."

Xing Tian said: "Do you have any other methods?"

Wuzhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I am really happy to meet you today. You finally let me know the cause of the disease. This gives me hope. Even if I only have three days left, it is much better than dying in confusion. Besides, you have already told me how to seal the substance. Whether I can survive depends on myself. Even if I die, I will not regret it. At least I am the master of my own death."

Xing Tian chuckled and said, "Boy, well said. I never thought that such a fragile body could have such a stubborn temperament."

Wuzhan smiled faintly, "Isn't it the same for the predecessors? Even without a body, the soul is still so powerful."

"Now that you mention it, we do look alike, haha!"

Wuzhan picked up the Requiem Stone, looked at it, and said softly, "Senior, do you know that this magic stone can cause people to go astray?"

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

"As time goes by, the devil is always stronger than the good. I think if I go astray and use the devilish power, I might be able to seal that substance."

Xing Tian exclaimed, "I didn't expect that the first person to come in here would be a madman. You know, once you get possessed, your consciousness will become turbid, and your devilish nature will burst out like a river. It will be difficult to control it, let alone regain your sanity. You will most likely become a bloodthirsty walking corpse."

Wuzhan said: "I have no choice now. If I become a walking corpse, please order Luwu to kill me."

"Good boy, you have courage. Today I want to see if a madman like you can succeed!"

Wuzhan once again sat cross-legged in meditation, concentrating his mind on absorbing the surrounding mist. After these days, he had become very proficient in this spell, but it had little effect. If he wanted to go astray, he must have enough magic power to drive the magic stone.

The air in this space was quite sufficient, perhaps because this place was connected to the eight mountains outside. As the thin air flowed into the body through the eight extraordinary meridians, Wuzhe's weak body felt much better. However, if he wanted to drive the magic stone, he would be possessed like his master and Qingyang, and his magic power would be far from enough.

Xing Tian looked at Wuzhan for a long time, and saw that if he continued like this, it would be difficult to accumulate enough true energy in three months, let alone three days. "I'll let Luwu help you." He then said something to Luwu in the distance. After hearing it, Luwu came over, sat behind Wuzhan with a 'bang', stretched out a thick finger, with the sharp claw retracted into the finger, pressing against Wuzhan's back.

Wuzhan immediately felt a rolling demonic energy surging into his body from the back. This demonic energy was different from the true energy cultivated by humans, but the effect was the same. Wuzhan's body could not hold the demonic energy either. Fortunately, the demonic energy was abundant, and although a large amount of it was dissipating, the small part that could be used was stronger than the mist in his body.

It is not enough to seal the substance with these demonic spirits. After all, Wuzhan is not even at the Qi Condensation stage. If he wants to seal the substance, he must reach the level of controlling Qi before he can use the sealing method.

Not knowing whether Lu Wu could understand, Wuzhan whispered "Thank you!" and began to activate the Soul Stone according to the spell that Master Zitan used when he was possessed. This was his first time using magic, and although he was not proficient at it, he had a strong comprehension and soon made the Soul Stone light up.

Wuzhan could feel that there was a mysterious power hidden in the Soul-Soothing Stone. This power was very peaceful, but it seemed to have great power, which made him want to possess such power involuntarily. Wuzhan thought to himself, "Maybe this is the reason why Master has gone astray." As the spell was performed, the peaceful power moved slightly. Just that slight fluctuation made the meridians in his body gradually become hot. This was the first time he felt his meridians were so hot. Although it was a bit painful, it made him excited because his body had never been so boiling before.

His meridians began to burn, and the tranquility within the Soul Requiem Stone was broken. The magic power began to rotate, forming a slowly rotating vortex, and the unobstructed blood began to tumble with it. His mind became a little hazy, and he knew that he was about to fall into the devil's way.

Xing Tian watched Wuzhan's thin muscles swell up, his veins showing, and his eyes turned blood red. He knew that Wuzhan's consciousness was about to be out of control, so he said to Wuzhan, "Boy, it's not too late to stop now!"

His parents died on their knees, his brother Li Zhong was dismembered by Qing Yang in order to save him, and his master was pierced by Qing Yang's sword...

Scenes appeared before his eyes, and the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time burst out. The world was blood red and he could hear nothing.

Wuzhan's eyes radiated a fierce red light, and he said fiercely: "I can't give up, I don't want to die yet, there are many things I haven't done, I want to kill all those who have hurt me, I want to avenge my parents, ah..." He was furious and roared to the sky. Lu Wu had already stopped inputting demonic energy, and pressed Wuzhan to the ground with his thick black hand. Wuzhan's whole body seemed to be burning, his demonized body was irritable and restless, and he frantically wanted to get rid of the restraint of the palm. The demonic aura kept vibrating outwards, and he had lost all his sanity. His palm was lifted up many times, and it would jump out if he was not careful.

Xing Tian saw Wuzhan's miserable state and sighed helplessly: "This is just like when I was sealed, except that I was awake at that time, but this madman knows nothing now. I can only help you to the best of my ability. Whether you can save yourself depends on your own luck."

Xing Tian shouted the seal formula in his old voice, and the burning black flames emitted wisps of black air that hit the shield engraved with ancient Chinese characters behind him, making crisp sounds that connected into a melody. It was beautiful, refreshing, thought-provoking, and also carried a hint of nostalgia.

Wuzhan's mind was filled with disgust and hatred for this world. His consciousness had been devoured by the devil, so he could not even think of sealing the substance in his forehead. Lu Wu had almost pressed his entire body on Wuzhan to prevent him from suddenly running out.

A crisp sound entered Wuzhan's mind, startling his demonized consciousness. Then another crisp sound came in, as if he heard his mother's gentle exhortation, "Live!"

The unobstructed consciousness couldn't help but ask himself, "What am I doing?" He tried hard to listen to the incoming notes, which gradually became clearer, "Who is playing, is it my mother?" "No, I have never heard this sound before."

Xing Tian's old voice entered his sea of ​​consciousness. Wuzhan was shocked and his manic body suddenly stopped. "This is the voice of Senior Xing Tian. He is reminding me!" He suddenly thought, "I want to live. I want to seal the dark matter that has tortured me for nearly twenty years and is about to take my life." Wuzhan's consciousness gradually became clear, and he could hear every word of Xing Tian's voice clearly.

Wuzhan felt his whole body was numb. The demonic power had become extremely strong, like a torrent raging in his meridians. His body had long been overwhelmed and could collapse at any time. Wuzhan howled angrily and mobilized the demonic power in his meridians to search for the dark matter in his forehead.

Xing Tian could not feel the dark matter, but Wuzhan could feel it with his spiritual sense. It was an extremely small dot, so small that if you didn't try hard to find it, you couldn't even detect its existence. It was such a hard-to-find point, located on the Yangbai point of the meridian under the Yin Tang, absorbing the internal force and true Qi generated in the body. Perhaps it was this point that was consuming its life, making it difficult for external true Qi to integrate into his meridians, and it could only dissipate.

As Wuzhan's consciousness recovered, the demonic power began to gradually subside. He shouted Xingtian's sealing formula, used his consciousness to drive the meridians, formed a seal, and covered that point.

This seal uses blood and essence as a dish, and uses the internal Qi to form a seal to seal the acupuncture points. It was originally used by Xingtian's people when they were poisoned to prevent the poison from spreading along the meridians. This internal meridian sealing technique was just the right substance to seal Wuzhan. However, it has a disadvantage, which is that it requires the maintenance of blood and essence in the body. Although blood and essence can be regenerated, they are limited. Once the blood and essence in the body are exhausted, the seal will automatically be released. This is why Xingtian said that he could live a few more years.

However, just when he tried to seal the substance, the substance seemed to be sensing something, and there were not just one but six. There were such substances on the Benshen acupoint, Quchi acupoint, Baihui acupoint, Shenting acupoint, and Tongtian acupoint. The six substances suddenly emitted black light, causing the essence and blood to be instantly absorbed.

Wuzhai's pupils suddenly changed from red to black, and expanded to fill the entire eyeball, like two cold black holes, even more terrifying than the previous demonization. Xing Tian saw this change and exclaimed, "Why is this happening?"

The three magic stones in front of Wuzhan suddenly flew up as if they had been summoned, floating in front of Wuzhan, buzzing continuously.

……

"Bang!" "Bang!" With two consecutive muffled sounds, a green magic stone and a yellow magic stone broke into the space from above, forming a circle with the other three magic stones.

Xing Tian exclaimed: "Source of Wood, Source of Gold, what's going on? What is that thing in your body? How did it attract the other two? Who are you?"

Wuzhe's body seemed to be dismembered by an invisible force. The pain was unbearable. He shouted angrily: "I don't know. I can't seal that substance. They seem to be angry."

The five magic stones suddenly released dazzling colorful lights, which converged together and shot towards Wuzhan's brows. Wuzhan's eyes stood out, emitting black fierce light, as if to compete with the colorful light.

Xing Tian had entered the Heavenly Palace in order to take back the source of the five elements. He did not expect that after so many years, the source of the five elements would appear before his eyes, and the other two were obviously summoned. "Why were they summoned here? Could it be the substance in the brain of this kid in front of me?"

He was sure that the five magic stones in front of him were the source of the Five Elements, but the source of the Five Elements was very different from what it was a thousand years ago. It could be said that there was no spiritual energy at all, and the light it emitted was definitely not the spiritual energy of the Five Elements. It seemed to carry a more weird power. However, the black light emitted from the eyes of the kid in front of him was even weirder than the light emitted by the source of the Five Elements. Xing Tian had never seen such light. The darkness looked like the end of the world. Even Xing Tian's immortal soul felt a little fear at this moment.

"Could it be that this kid in front of me is really like what the wizard said, taking me away from here and entering the heaven again to avenge my hatred for a thousand years?" After Xing Tian's fear, he was a little excited, but then he thought again, "This kid can no longer seal the substance, his life is about to come to an end, he can't even save himself, how can he save me? I am thinking too much."

Time was passing, and Wuzhe's consciousness began to blur again. It was not that his consciousness was transformed into a demon, but that it was completely consumed. Every meridian in his body was painful. That was the pain brought about by the demonization. Everything before him was no longer under his control.

With a 'boom' sound, the five magic stones unexpectedly merged together, emitting the final light and melting into a fist-sized five-colored stone. The black murderous light emitted from Wuzhe's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he fell softly to the ground.

(End of this chapter)