Chapter 775 760: Scheming Against the Demon, a Fearsome Human Kid

"To be precise, it should be a tiny wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought," Shen Lang calmly interjected, picking up where Nangong Wan left off.

Although the pressure on Shen Lang was also immense, he was faring much better than the others and didn't seem to be having trouble moving.

At this moment, how could Nangong Wan and the others possibly have the presence of mind to listen to this?

Even if it really was just a wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought, how could any of them possibly stand against it?

With an Abyss Demon like this appearing here, they would all likely have their souls scattered!

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

Almost as soon as the Demon Shadow emerged from Mu Feng's body, Duanmu Xie's Locking Chains were already crashing down upon it!

The Locking Chains, refined from the Purest Corpse Qi, instantly wrapped around the Demon Shadow's upper body again and again, binding it tightly!

REEEEEE!

The massive Demon Shadow in the air shrieked, seemingly trying to break free from the Locking Chains' restraint and charge at Shen Lang.

However, inside Mu Feng's body, the Death God Nail firmly pinned the lower half of the Demon Shadow, and one hundred and eight exceedingly evil Locking Chains were locked onto its lower body...

No matter how it struggled, it was unable to budge!

"I wasn't even done yet, and you couldn't wait to come out? How did that stuff I just poured in taste...? Oh, you don't need to look at me like that. None of it was prepared for you, nor did I come here for you."

Shen Lang sneered. "It's just that countless Dark Creatures have been popping up in this world every day, so I had to spend a little time and effort preparing some of these things... I never thought I'd waste it all on you."

"If you don't compensate me, I'll have taken a huge loss."

As he spoke, Shen Lang's hands suddenly jolted. The Netherworld Qi and Vermilion Bird Divine Fire in his left and right hands immediately condensed into two Locking Chains. With a THWUMP, THWUMP, they instantly pierced through the Demon Shadow's head and abdomen!

"Damn you! You knew I was inside Mu Feng all along? Those drugs of yours were meant to weaken my power from the start! Human, you've plotted so deeply!"

The Demon Shadow roared madly, its voice incomparably sharp, as if it could tear the heavens and the earth asunder.

When the sound reached the ears of Nangong Wan and the others, it made them cover their ears in pain.

The Abyss Lord's Soul Thought had been hiding in Mu Feng's body, waiting for an opportunity to plot against Shen Lang, but unexpectedly, Shen Lang had seen through him from the very beginning!

Now, this wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought had been forced out of Mu Feng's body by Shen Lang. The moment it emerged, it was locked down completely, unable to move at all!

Everything was proceeding according to Shen Lang's plan, not the Abyss Lord's!

Only then did the Abyss Lord realize that this human boy, whom he had treated as prey, wasn't so easy to deal with!

Shen Lang looked at the Abyss Lord, a smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were incomparably cold.

'If I hadn't guessed that the Abyss Lord was already severely injured and wouldn't dare use his power rashly, even with all my trump cards, I wouldn't have dared to provoke such a powerful Demon so easily.'

'But since he came knocking on my door, how could I be satisfied without fighting to the bitter end?'

Now, a single Death God Nail had pinned this wisp of the Abyss Lord's soul, constantly weakening its power and making it difficult to break free.

Moreover, the special concoction that could have killed two or three Duanmu Xies had all been poured into Mu Feng's body, drastically weakening the power of this wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought.

At this point, not only did Shen Lang possess the strength to face it head-on, but he had also faintly gained the upper hand!

This Death God Nail was originally used by the Candle Dragon to pin the Naluo King, the Reincarnation Marquis. But because Shen Lang had used the Tai Chi Diagram to condense Netherworld Qi, the Death God Nail ultimately fell into his hands.

The materials used for the Candle Dragon's Death God Nail were extraordinary, forged from a fusion of the extremely rare Earth Yin Essence and Ten Thousand Year Cold Marrow.

Furthermore, after being forged, it was tempered for at least a thousand years with the vital souls and malevolent spirits of countless humans or Demon Beasts, along with the Evil Qi of the Nine Netherworld Prison!

Finally, it was placed at an exceedingly rare Yellow Springs Earth Crust Opening, absorbing Netherworld Qi year after year, causing every single Death God Nail to be imbued with a terrifying and condensed Netherworld Qi!

Its insidious and bizarrely toxic nature was beyond imagination!

When Shen Lang had first refined the Death God Nail, he had merely inspected it and sensed the auras within it to roughly understand how the Candle Dragon had forged it.

Using this Death God Nail to pin the wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought was far more simple and direct than using any other Magical Treasure!

On the other hand, Duanmu Xie was a Zombie, a unique creature that existed outside the six daos. His power had already reached the Emperor Martial Realm Peak, and when he attacked with his full strength, even an Emperor Martial Realm Peak Powerhouse would find it difficult to escape his Locking Chains!

Adding to that, the Netherworld Qi and Vermilion Bird Divine Fire from Shen Lang's hands were the bane of this Demon. And since the Demon had already been tormented by Shen Lang for some time, its power had been significantly reduced in a short period...

With one side's strength waning as the other's waxed, Shen Lang had now completely locked down this wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought!

"Human, do you know the price for plotting against me?"

Trapped by Shen Lang and unable to break free, the Demon let out a sound that would make one's heart and soul tremble.

Shen Lang sneered. "Even an Abyss Lord should have some sense of shame, right? You were clearly the one plotting against me first, yet you have the gall to turn the tables and accuse me?"

"Speaking of price, since you'd already targeted me and started plotting... If I didn't plot against you, I'd end up with my soul scattered anyway. If I do plot against you, at least I have a sliver of hope. Why the hell wouldn't I plot against you?"

"You..." The Abyss Lord was choked speechless for a long moment.

Leaning against the base of the wall and still trembling uncontrollably, Nangong Wan and the others were on the verge of tears. 'This guy is truly audacious beyond belief! The moment we hear the name Abyss Lord, we want to turn and run, yet he actually went and plotted against the Abyss Lord! Doesn't he know what a terrifying Demon the Abyss Lord is? Is there anything he wouldn't dare to do?!'

'I used to think the Three Sect Ancestors were ridiculously good to him because he had a powerful backer... Now that I think about it, what kind of backer does he even need? For a monster like him, being his friend is a blessing. Being his enemy... even the Abyss Lord gets locked down like this!'

A moment later, the Abyss Lord's two blood-red, glowing eyes twitched slightly as it glanced at Shen Lang.

Then, its tone suddenly softened a little. "Human, I have no grievances with you. When did I ever plot against you? Dispel these things holding me, and we'll go our separate ways. How about it?"

The four members of Nangong Wan's group gasped. 'Holy crap, this is really happening! The Abyss Lord is actually showing weakness and suggesting they go their separate ways? Does that mean he can't even handle this guy... That's great! We were scared to death!'

Just then, Shen Lang shot a look at Duanmu Xie.

Duanmu Xie's Soul Blood was in Shen Lang's hands. The man and the Zombie shared a telepathic link without needing to send messages. Seeing the signal, Duanmu Xie acted without a second thought. Two streams of terrifying black gas suddenly shot from his eyes and swirled around the four of them...

The four of them, including Monk Bu Se, collapsed to the ground without any resistance, knocked unconscious!

A mocking look appeared in Shen Lang's eyes as he spoke. "Mu Feng escaped from my grasp and was then possessed by you. You had plenty of time and opportunity to advance upward, yet you deliberately waited for me outside the Hungry Ghost Dao. Did you really think I wouldn't see through it?"

"Those Puppets are formidable, but Mu Feng's physical body has already reached the level of an Emperor Martial Realm Powerhouse. If he truly wanted to break through, he could have charged straight out... But instead, he deliberately fought a battle to the death with a group of Puppets here. He might have fooled others, but how could he fool me?"

"You devoured Mu Feng's soul, absorbed his memories, and so you know that I have *that thing* from the Hungry Ghost Dao... And now that you're severely injured, the importance of this item to you is beyond doubt... To tell me now that we should go our separate ways—are you insulting my intelligence, or your own?"

The "thing" Shen Lang referred to was, of course, the Heaven-Slaying Trident.

In truth, Mu Feng hadn't had much contact with Shen Lang.

At the very least, it was impossible for Mu Feng to know any of Shen Lang's secrets.

Back then, it was Duanmu Xie who had killed the others with Mu Feng, one by one.

But Mu Feng had seen the Heaven-Slaying Trident...

Although Mu Feng didn't recognize the Heaven-Slaying Trident and didn't know how powerful it was, the Abyss Lord was a different story.

After the Abyss Lord took over Mu Feng's body, he must have learned that Shen Lang had obtained the Heaven-Slaying Trident.

Without even needing to guess, Shen Lang knew the Abyss Lord had to be here for it!

As for any other possible reasons, Shen Lang had no interest in finding out... because the Heaven-Slaying Trident alone was reason enough.

Any one of the Ten Great Celestial Artifacts, once it appeared in the world, was enough to make a group of Emperor Martial Realm Powerhouses fight until the rivers churned and the heavens and earth were overturned.

What's more, it was a Divine Weapon perfectly suited for Dark Creatures.

With his intentions laid bare by Shen Lang, the Abyss Lord snorted coldly. "Hmph, so what if you've guessed? Within this Dragon Scale Divine Hall, I am the Dominator. Do you dare to oppose me? Aren't you afraid of your soul scattering until nothing but ash remains?"

Shen Lang shook his head lightly. "There you go again... Don't bother with that 'Dominator' talk; it's just a joke coming from you. An Abyss Lord who was beaten so badly he had to flee in disgrace—what right do you have to call yourself a Dominator?"

"Insolence!" The Abyss Lord was greatly shamed by these words and instantly flew into a rage.

But even in its rage, the Abyss Lord's perception of Shen Lang changed once again!

The fact that he had been severely injured by Taotie and the others—besides those few Emperor Martial Realm Powerhouses, how could anyone else possibly know?

Especially not a Human Race boy who, despite having many tricks up his sleeve, had a Cultivation that was clearly not that high.

The Abyss Lord's eyes, filled with evil, sized up Shen Lang relentlessly, as if trying to see through him.

Shen Lang spoke again, unconcerned. "If I hadn't prepared in advance, I'd probably have ended up just like Mu Feng by now, wouldn't I? What's the difference between that and having my soul scattered? What's the damn point of spouting all these empty threats?"

The Abyss Lord was at a loss for words and fell silent for a long moment before saying, "Boy, I admit, you humans are terrifying. But your meager power is nothing before me. How can a Firefly compete with the bright moon? Release this wisp of my Soul Thought, and this matter between us will be over."

"Otherwise... within this Dragon Scale Divine Hall, I have ten thousand ways to turn you to dust!"

This time, it was Shen Lang's turn to fall silent...