Novel Full Chapter 540
Chapter 540: Chapter 65: The Demonic Spirits of the North and their Stench of Evil Chapter 540: Chapter 65: The Demonic Spirits of the North and their Stench of Evil Wei Dongliu effortlessly traced the Daoist Formula, while the Myriad Demons Evil Spirit Sword slashed left and right, repelling the Heavenly Demons that appeared around him.
“Trash, nothing but trash!”
With his many years of extensive experience in Magical Competition, he nearly saw through the true nature of the “Northern Yin Six Cave Divine Demons” at a glance.
The advantage was that the Demon Head was formless and incorporeal, capable of switching between tangible and intangible, offensively and defensively.
The flaw…
lay with the caster himself.
This thing was actually quite similar to the Seventy-two Shapeless Demons, more suited to diversion and sneak attacks.
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When it came to frontal assaults, its force was just too weak-once an enemy’s sword came slashing down, the Demon Head had to instantly shift from solid to vapor to dodge, leaving the Cultivator exposed on the field without any Demonic protection.
At that moment, who else would the opponent behead if not you?
It was only because Wei Dongliu wanted the Daoist to recite the entire Incantation and mental method that he hadn’t immediately beheaded him with a single stroke already.
Jiang Liyan stayed hidden behind Wei Dongliu the entire time, occasionally summoning a Demon Head to block a sneak attack from the Northern Yin Demons.
This Demon is so formidable!
Her eyes almost sparkled with light.
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Like the Seventy-two Shapeless Demons, it could be used for Invisibility and then creepily launch sneak attacks.
Once discovered by an enemy, it could also flexibly switch between illusion and reality, practically invincible (except for being restrained by that certain lamp)-who wouldn’t want such a handy Heavenly Demon?
I want it!
I really, really want it!
She was so excited that she couldn’t control herself, her eyes burning with eagerness as she stared at the strange Daoist, hoping he would reveal more.
At last, after reciting the ritual for summoning the Heavenly Demons, the odd Daoist suddenly turned back into a stone statue.
The surrounding open fields also reverted back to the original small and quiet room.
Wei Dongliu fell silent for a moment before asking the Kunlun Mirror and Green Duckweed Sword in his mind:
“What do you think?”
“A very clever Illusion Domain,” commented the Kunlun Mirror.
“They’ve turned the transmission of cultivation techniques into an Illusion Domain, which is much more vivid than any Scripture Scroll or oral teaching.”
“It’s just that the process of receiving the heritage is too dangerous,” the Green Duckweed Sword also chuckled.
“If one’s strength isn’t adequate, it’s hard to even save themselves from the assault of the illusion, let alone memorize the mental method and Incantation while distracted.”
“Too dangerous, you say?” Wei Dongliu remarked.
“I find it rather ordinary.”
“Isn’t that because you weren’t listening at all and completely relied on me to take note for you?” Kunlun Mirror chuckled.
“I just feel that, once I get to Luo Yan’s level and acquire the talent of understanding a thousand things from a single whiff, learning will become much more efficient,” Wei Dongliu explained righteously, not caring whether the mirror and the sword believed him or not.
He then turned and instructed Jiang the Witch:
“Have you memorized it all?”
“I have, I’ve memorized it!” Jiang Liyan replied joyously.
She was naturally beautiful, and now her eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled, her charm exuding a unique appeal as it rippled through her delicate features.
Wei Dongliu originally thought she was similar to Shi Liuli, both of them quirky and sprite-like, but now he saw they were quite different.
Shi Liuli was genuinely innocent and carefree, but sadly, now stricken with grief from her master’s death, she had rapidly matured beyond recognition.
Jiang Liyan was well aware of the “naiveté” – or another cliched term, “innocence” – and how devastatingly effective it could be against men, and she was also quite adept at wielding this feminine weapon.
Seeing Wei Dongliu gaze at her, she playfully blinked, freely bestowing upon him a few flirtatious glances.
This made Wei Dongliu suddenly nostalgic for the pre-evolution Shi Liuli, prompting him to sigh almost imperceptibly and say,
“I need to continue extracting other Daoist Magic here.
If you wish to refine the Heavenly Demon, you can leave now to do your business, and wait for me to come out.”
Jiang the Witch, who couldn’t wait to test the power of the Northern Yin God Demon, almost agreed subconsciously, but quickly caught herself and, with a smile, said,
“What kind of talk is this, Fellow Daoist Wei?
Since I promised to follow you, how could there be any reason to retreat halfway?”
Well, that’s another difference between Jiang Liyan and Shi Liuli.
No matter how mature my Shi Liuli gets, she matures in terms of the bigger picture and could never be as meticulous as Jiang the Witch-using “follow” instead of “accompany” to subtly express loyalty; she’s clearly afraid that I might harbor any doubts about her!
Only a witch who grew up in an environment fraught with crisis and fear would have such careful calculations.
Since she was unwilling to leave, Wei Dongliu let her be and said to the statue,
“Give me another powerful offensive Daoist Magic, one that’s driven by turbid energy.
The greater the True Yuan consumption, the better.”
As everyone knows, Daoist Magics that consume a lot of energy often have tremendous offensive power, and it’s usually a brute-force kind of tremendous.
Many cultivators dislike such Daoist Magics, because they’re too wasteful of True Yuan, and too much turbid energy can cause backlash risks.
But for Wei Dongliu, who need not worry about turbid energy, these kinds of Daoist Magics were his first choice, without exception.
The statue rolled on the spot once again and transformed into a stately middle-aged man clad in a long, wide robe, who coldly said,
“This is the Yin Demon Foul Filth Technique, and now I bestow it upon you!”
Having said this, he swept his sleeve; boundless Demonic Qi surged forward, solidifying in the air into a whip that seemed to possess spiritual wisdom and violently began to thrash about.
Scared, Jiang Liyan quickly hid behind Wei Dongliu.
It was known that cultivators of the Demon Cult would use a large amount of True Yuan to drive a small amount of Demonic Qi in their magic practices to prevent backlash from the Demonic Qi.
A spell purely made of Demonic Qi was definitely a super weapon on the battlefield.
Whether a righteous or demon cultivator, being struck by such a whip would lead to Demonic Qi invading the body, blocking meridians, eroding the mind, and leaving one at the mercy of others.
At this moment, the surrounding magical competition environment had also changed from the original small, quiet room into a dim wasteland.
Wei Dongliu stepped back half a step, his hair suddenly turned blood-red, and his eyes revealed double pupils, looking exceptionally ferocious under the faint light.
“This Yin Demon Foul Filth Technique involves wrapping the Demonic Qi with True Yuan, compressing it, solidifying it, and then forcing it out from the fingertips,” said the stately middle-aged man coldly, lighting black flames upon the Demonic Qi Whip just as it furiously lashed towards Wei Dongliu.
“The turbid nature of Demonic Qi makes it difficult to manipulate, thus it requires the guidance of True Yuan at its core, with a quality of more than eight times that of the Demonic Qi, otherwise, the Qi is at risk of dissipating…
What are you doing?!!”
Wei Dongliu had already reached out and grabbed the Demonic Qi Whip.
The raging black flames were the result of highly unstable Demonic Qi constantly evaporating, polluting everything around it.
However, Wei Dongliu’s hand, gripping the whip, showed no trace of being blackened or tainted-any Demonic Qi that touched his body dissolved inside as if sinking into the ocean, obediently circulating through his meridians at his will.
“Impossible!” The middle-aged man lost his composed expression and exclaimed in astonishment, “Why are you not afraid of Demonic Qi contamination?!
With this, our Yin Demon Foul Filth Technique has no killing force against you at all…”
“Stop wasting words!” Wei Dongliu said impatiently, “Hand over the specific cultivation method at once!”