Li Asi clearly felt that there was a violent energy radiating from Li Muchen's body.
He didn't know why he felt this way. Li Muchen stood there without moving, and he could only see his back.
In contrast, Lama Solang's eyes showed deep worry.
What Suo Lang felt was not violence, but the turmoil of his demonic heart.
He didn't understand why Li Muchen's cultivation level was so high and Ru'an was obviously dead with only a ghost left, so it could still affect Li Muchen's state of mind.
Although he knew that his power was very small, Solang decided to do his best.
He knelt down and picked up his bell and vajra from the rubble.
He shook the bell slightly.
The crisp ringing sounds, like the melting ice and snow flowing from the plateau, make people feel comfortable.
Both Li Asi and Na Ruping felt that the air had become much fresher.
But Li Muchen's face was not at all relaxed, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
"So what if I become a demon?"
This sentence lingered in his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.
"I am a devil!"
For some reason, he had such a thought in his heart, although it was quickly suppressed by his Taoist heart.
All the conditions put forward by the shadow could not shake his Taoist heart, but the last one - "You will know where your mother is" made Li Muchen irresistible.
He remembered that Shadow had said that his mother was imprisoned in the Nine Netherlands, tortured by fire and ice, and would live forever.
You can ignore everything else, but the mother cannot help but save her.
But the Soul Searching Technique...he couldn't use it.
Tiandu's admonition, once violated, is equivalent to automatically exiting the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.
Thirteen years of Taoism and thirteen years of mentorship, how can I give up in one day?
"Come on, why are you afraid of becoming a demon? All the holy Buddhas in ancient times are crazy demons..."
Shadow Demon's spiritual thoughts are still echoing in his sea of consciousness.
Suo Lang kept shaking the bell, and the ringing sound continued, but beads of sweat broke out on Suo Lang's forehead.
Slowly, it seemed that he could no longer shake it, and the bell became extremely heavy.
Solang picked up the vajra and struck the bell hard.
A loud sound, like a temple bell, rang in the ruined manor.
Before the sound could stop, Solang turned the vajra, pointed it at the twisted shadow on the ruins, and stabbed it hard.
The sharp tip of the pestle emits golden light, as if it has pierced the colorful clouds.
Suo Lang had concentrated his whole life's energy on this blow. Although he had been seriously injured in the battle with Na Ru'an just now, after adjusting his breath, this full blow was still very powerful.
The shadow demon lost Ru'an's body and was locked by the Xuanming Sword. He could not escape or fight back. As long as he was stabbed by the vajra, he would definitely be seriously injured, not to mention that his soul would be scattered.
The shadow demon must be prevented from disrupting Li Muchen's Taoist mind.
But at this moment, Li Muchen suddenly struck back with a palm.
A powerful force struck the vajra.
Solang was shaken so hard that he let go of his hand. The vajra pierced the air at an extremely fast speed, flew out, and disappeared into the distance.
Solan also flew out and landed with a bang, throwing up smoke and dust.
He raised his body and spat out a mouthful of blood, a flash of red flashing in the gray smoke.
"Li...Mr. Li...you..."
Li Muchen didn't look back and said angrily: "Who asked you to kill him?"
"Hahaha, you actually saved me! Hahaha, you saved me!" Shadow Demon's excited voice came, "Aren't you from a noble family? Aren't you with a strong heart? Why did you save me? Haha
Ha ha……"
"Ah..." Li Muchen suddenly cried out to the sky in a frenzy, "Where is my mother? Where is the Land of Nine Netherworlds? Who imprisoned my mother?"
"You can find out if you search my soul! Hahaha..."
"Don't think I dare not!" Li Muchen became ferocious, his eyes like daggers, "If you force me again, I will not only search for your soul, but when I find your true body, I will torture you in ten thousand ways!"
"Okay, come on! After using the Soul Searching Technique, you will become a devil! Break up with those righteous people!"
Shadow Demon became excited and full of expectations.
"You know, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Everything about you is arranged by me. It is to stimulate your demonic nature. You are a demon! Come on, restore your nature! Restore your original heart
!Let me see your true face, are you the person I’m looking for?”
"Come on, kill me, search my soul, you will know all the truth about twenty years ago!"
"Your mother is suffering in Jiuyou, and she is waiting for you to save her! If you don't become a demon, you will never be able to save her!"
Li Muchen couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his hand and the Xuanming Sword on the wall swished out and fell into his hand.
A black sword energy, condensed with infinite killing intent, shot into the ground where the shadow was, then penetrated from the ground, soared into the sky, forming a sword pillar.
"ah--"
Following this sword energy, Li Muchen roared angrily.
The anger in his heart, the turbulent demonic energy in his blood, and the incomparable frustration in his heart all burst out at this moment.
Suo Lang looked pale at this thrilling sword energy.
He had never seen such a powerful sword, nor had he felt such strong killing intent.
Even his teacher, Master Tenzin, might not be able to resist such a sword.
That Ru'an's body slowly slid down the wall.
The sword energy had not dissipated until it fell to the ground.
The shadow demon was locked on the ground by Xuan Ming Sword Qi, gradually faded away, and was about to dissipate.
"Why...you don't need to search for souls..." The servant's spiritual thoughts also began to become weak.
"Hmph, I am a disciple of Tiandu. I have practiced Taoism in Kunlun for thirteen years. My body and mind have been refined by the sword energy of thousands of immortals. How can you shake my Taoist heart with just a few nonsense words from you!" Li Muchen said.
"You are a disciple of Tiandu... No! You are a demon! You are a demon! You are my young master! If you don't believe it, look at the sword in your hand. There is... the breath of the underworld on the sword!"
"Underworld?"
Li Muchen also didn't know the origin of Xuanming Sword. There was no record of it in Tiandu's "Book of Immortal Weapons" and "Record of Famous Swords".
"This is the Xuan Ming Sword! Young Master, you got Xuan Ming! What you got is Xuan Ming!"
"What young master? What are you talking about?" Li Muchen shouted sharply with his spiritual thoughts, causing the already dim shadow to blur into a blur of light and shadow, almost dispersing.
"Young Master, I have been looking for you in this world for many years!" Shadow said, "I am a servant of the underworld, a loyal servant of the devil, specially designed to welcome the reincarnation of the devil. Young master, your mother is a saint, and you are the reincarnation of the devil.
ah!"
"Nonsense!" Li Muchen said angrily.
"I'm not talking nonsense... I wasn't sure before..."
The shadows are getting lighter and lighter, and the spiritual thoughts are getting weaker and weaker.
"...The secrets of the Demon Cult have been passed down for so long, and for so many generations of saints, no holy fetus has ever been seen...But just now you used your sword energy...I am sure that you are the person I am looking for. The Xuanming Sword is the most precious treasure in the underworld. Only
Only the Demon Lord can exert his power. If it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it will be just a piece of scrap metal...and...and the place where Xuan Ming fell is guarded by a divine dragon. If you can take the Xuan Ming Sword from the hands of the divine dragon, you must be the young master.
Yes! Madam Palace, she has knowledge under the spring, and she can also smile happily!"
"What did you say?" Li Muchen was surprised, "Just now you said that my mother was imprisoned in the Nine Netherlands, and now you say that she has knowledge under the spring. It shows that you are talking nonsense and there is no truth."
"She's not dead...under the spring...is the Nine Netherworld...the Nine Netherworld is under the Yellow Spring..."
"Under the underworld? Where is the underworld?"
"Yellow Spring...in the underworld...you are the...lord of the underworld...Shen Guanghai...Linglong Island...Wugou Mountain..."
The servant of Ming continued to say several strange place names, and finally disappeared in the Xuan Ming sword energy.