ninety thousand miles

Chapter 688 Enter
The small tripod cracked.

The restrictions left by Wen Guying were broken one by one.

A bloody man with only half a head left stood up from the riverbed.

There was not a single piece of intact flesh on the bloody man's body, and the bones protruded hideously from it. The bloody man staggered forward two steps, and a golden bell covered in blood fell to the ground.

Shadows emerged from the three golden bells one after another, and gradually, the entire riverbed was covered with shadows. The bloody man walked step by step, with difficulty, towards the place where she had sat before. He walked there, sat down, raised his head, and stared at the surging clouds above with his remaining eyes.

She failed.

She lowered her head and looked at her bony hands. She suddenly slapped her hands in the river and onto the riverbed. The ringing of the bells quieted down and the clouds seemed to stop settling.

"Wen Guying, come out and chat for a while." said the demon spirit.

The turbid river water flows slowly.

No one responded to her.

"Wen Guying, you can't kill me. I won't die. I have no life and no death... I don't want to be trapped in this body, so I want to make a deal with you." The demon spirit's voice was hoarse, but not urgent. "You should have noticed that the one who controls the Luoxia Secret Realm now is not the spirit of the secret realm. If he can't find the spirit of the secret realm, he really can't get all the control of the secret realm, but he can kill all the cultivators in the secret realm, as well as those outside the secret realm. He can use the moment the secret realm is opened to kill all the cultivators outside the secret realm, and even turn the entire Nine Seas into ruins. It's all easy for him."

"You want to trick me into taking out the soul nail." Wen Guying's voice drifted along with the river water and reached the ears of the evil spirit.

He did not show up.

The demon spirit said: "You don't care about the lives of the female cultivators of the Golden Phoenix Sect, and you don't care about the lives of the disciples of the Four Gods Palace either?"

"According to you, I would have died by then, and that would have been the end of it. As for you... when this body is completely decayed, you can leave. It won't take too long for you, will it? So, the deal you proposed has no meaning other than tricking me into showing up." Wen Guying's voice floated from the other side.

"Then what is meaningful to you?" asked the demon spirit. She tilted her head slightly and stared ahead with her one eye. "You are almost exhausted, right?"

There was nothing there except muddy river water.

"Kill you." Wen Guying said.

"I am unkillable." The demon said, "Not even the aura of the Heart Abyss can dispel my existence."

"We have to try it." Wen Guying said.

The demon shook his head and stopped talking. Black hair continued to grow from his flesh and blood. The black hair tangled together and floated in the river. The shadows on the riverbed began to gather, crawling on the hair and squeezing into the broken body. The demon fell to the ground, trembling in pain...

Finally, the first soul nail was squeezed out.

The red sword light swept across her body. The demon did not dodge. She lost both her hands and feet.

it hurts.

The second soul nail fell into the riverbed.

She raised her head and looked forward, with only half of her face left seeming to sneer.

The sword light flashed brightly, and sword energy hit her quickly.

The third one, the fourth one...

After the sixth soul nail fell, only a pile of broken flesh and broken bones remained in the riverbed. Long black hair surged out from it, spreading in all directions, blocking the sword light.

A dark shadow threw back its long hair and stood up from the broken bones and flesh.

The seventh soul nail then fell.

The demon turned around, revealing a blurry face.

Another sword light flew towards her. She did not dodge, and the sword light directly penetrated her body. "It's meaningless." The demon said. As soon as she finished speaking, the sword light suddenly changed, and many cracks appeared on the surface of the black shadow. The sword light shone through the cracks. In an instant, her body was torn apart and scattered in different time and space.

"Ah……"

The evil spirit sneered, her body quickly closed, her hair swaying in the river, and the grey shadows attached to the black hair, transforming into countless hands, which grabbed in all directions with a gloomy aura.

At the same time, her body began to sink and the golden bell rang again.

……

The ringtone is different from before.

Wen Gu should be keenly aware of this.

And...the Taisu Domain has not changed.

He took a decisive step to the side, briefly appeared in the distance of the riverbed, shattered some shadows, and then disappeared again, hiding in another crevice. The hair seemed to be able to detect his position, and the gloomy aura was approaching him quickly.

The space he could move in became smaller and smaller.

After shattering the hair and shadows approaching him again, he used the overlapping steps technique to pass through the hair and shadows and walked to a farther place. Just as he stood still and was about to observe the situation around him, he suddenly felt that he stepped on something. He looked down and saw that several pairs of hands transformed from shadows had already climbed onto his shoes, ankles, and calves. His body tensed up, and the hair was entangled in his hands and the sword...

"Is it too late to make a deal now?" Wen Guying said.

"I have obtained your body." said the demon.

As expected, a monk's body was needed. After he killed the round-faced man, the demon spirit took a fancy to him.

What was the use of it? Didn't she occupy a body before? Or... was she sure that she would abandon one of them at some point, so she needed a spare?

I can’t figure it out, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

Wen Guying closed his eyes and felt the changes in the spiritual energy around him.

The demon's body followed the sound of the golden bell, sinking continuously and getting closer to that place, where the spiritual energy was responding to him.

The hair of the demon spirit touched that place, and suddenly, she felt something was wrong. There was a trace of sword energy and a trace of divine thoughts in the spiritual energy. They were wrapped in the spiritual energy and then... imitated... No, no, they were responding to her rhythm...

The spiritual energy began to rotate, and a circle of light appeared in it.

The demon spirit reached in with both hands, and countless black hairs gathered into a black wave, rushing into the spiritual power vortex. She was bounced away, and the huge repulsive force bounced her far away.

"The spirit of the secret realm?" the evil spirit whispered.

She looked in the direction of Wen Guying, who was looking at her. The core on the hilt of the Tianqi Sword emitted a dazzling light, which flowed on the cracks on the sword body, illuminating the entire crack.

The hair wrapped around his body broke, curled up, and fell down.

They looked at each other from a distance.

The demon gathered his hair.

Wen Guying once again performed the double-step technique and took a big step forward.

The hair gathered together again.

The next moment, Wen Guying appeared in the whirlpool. He squatted down and inserted the Tianqi Sword into the whirlpool.

(End of this chapter)