Hell Emperor.

Chapter 296 Xia Wei - Attacked
The cold wind was howling. Xia Wei stood on top of the flying sword, looking down at the earth silently. The two braids behind her head swayed in the wind, but a look of loneliness appeared on her pretty face.

After a while, she turned around, walked to Ren Changhong who was sitting cross-legged and breathing, and sat down like her.

Her arrival also disturbed Ren Changhong who was meditating.

Ren Changhong opened his eyes, and his sharp yet flamboyant pupils fell on Xia Wei, seeming a little confused.

Xia Wei spoke softly, begging, "Sister Hong, tell me more about you and Master... that is, Shura Jie."

"Do you want to hear more?" Ren Changhong was somewhat helpless. "You've already asked me to tell you twice since we boarded the flying sword. You know all the details. Haven't you heard enough?"

Xia Wei did not answer. She pursed her lips, her bright eyes showing a bit of determination, as if she was determined to get Ren Changhong to agree no matter what. As long as it was something related to the master, she would never get tired of hearing it no matter how many times.

Ren Changhong couldn't persuade her. Even though it was only a brief contact, she understood Xia Wei's temper. She was more stubborn than anyone she had ever met. If she didn't agree, Xia Wei would probably stand here all day. So she had no choice but to say:

"Okay... we still have a lot of time, so it's okay if you want to listen to it as many times as you want."

If Ren Changhong hadn't understood Xia Wei's temper, he might have thought that Xia Wei came to interrogate him on purpose.

She followed Xia Wei's personality and told her about her recent experience with Ye Jie. Xia Wei listened attentively, and a hint of tenderness appeared in her watery eyes from time to time.

"…That's probably it. He used his precious wish to buy my freedom, so I was able to reunite with Xiao Qingge and the others."

Ren Changhong also noticed Xia Wei's expression and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

She still remembered that before Ye Jie became a Shura, he transformed into someone's third-grade divine weapon, and that person was Xia Wei.

She also saw many things in Xia Wei's complex eyes, reluctance, nostalgia, joy, and the deepest trace of attachment. Even if she just heard news about the other party, her heart was filled with joy. It seemed that only in this way could she be worthy of the bond of a third-grade artifact.

As if she thought of something, the corners of Ren Changhong's mouth slightly raised. When it comes to ties, she is also not bad. She can transform into Ye Jie's third-grade artifact, and is not inferior to Xia Wei in front of her.

"I don't know when I can see my master again. Does he miss me..." Xia Wei bit her lip lightly. When she thought of Ye Jie who was now controlled by the Demon Palace, she felt uncomfortable and her eyes were filled with concern.

While everyone was chatting, Shen Qingge, who was carefully flying his sword in front, suddenly had his pupils shrink. He became alert and turned around quickly to say to everyone:
"Be careful! There's someone chasing us from behind, and it looks like they have bad intentions..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and hurriedly looked back, but they found nothing. Apart from the scenery flying by, there was nothing behind them, as if there was nothing.

Hua Xiaomei was a little confused and couldn't help asking, "There's clearly nothing behind us, Sister Qingge, could it be that you made a mistake?"

Li Fei'e did not relax his vigilance at all. Without waiting for Shen Qingge to reply, he took the initiative to speak: "Master has been flying the sword for many years, how could he make a mistake? She is practicing the skills, and her perception is more acute than ours. She will definitely not make a mistake. It is better to be careful... Although I don't know who is chasing us, but to catch up with Master flying the sword, that person must have activated a magic weapon."

Ren Changhong also nodded: "That's right, I believe in Xiao Qingge's judgment. Those who can cause trouble to us at this time are most likely related to the people from the Vajra Temple just now, and may also be related to the Golden Wheel Hall..."

Xia Wei, who was the most perceptive among the crowd, seemed to have noticed something. Her sight quickly locked onto a certain spot behind them. She said angrily, "So what if they are from the Golden Wheel Palace? If they are really people from the Golden Wheel Palace and want to cause trouble, I will just kill them all. Who told them to be bad at disciplining their disciples and to indulge their disciples in doing evil?"

There was a lingering murderous intent in Xia Wei's words, which made everyone frown. Judging from her expression, there was no intention of pretending at all. Once given the opportunity, she would do it without mercy.

"Look, that's..."

At this moment, the sharp-eyed Xie Xinyu seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaim. She stretched out a white finger and pointed behind the hilt, only to see a golden light swirling there and a tiny spot of light rapidly expanding and approaching everyone quickly.

When the light spot got closer, everyone could finally see its full appearance. It was actually a huge golden bowl, with the mouth of the bowl pointing at everyone and approaching rapidly.

On the golden bowl stood two people of different shapes, or to be more precise, two ghosts. One of the ghosts was stout, with eyes wide open and an oppressive aura. The other ghost was short, about seven or eight years old, with a strong smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and a faint cold light could be seen in them.

Seeing the appearance of the golden bowl magic weapon, Shen Qingge thought about it and felt anxious.

When she was flying with her sword, she could not use other skills to fight. In terms of speed, the flying sword she was controlling was far inferior to the golden bowl magic weapon of the two people behind her, so she was caught up by them. In terms of speed alone, it would be difficult for her to escape.

What's more, the flying sword that Shen Qingge was activating was only a sixth-grade magic weapon. If the magic weapons collided, she would be the one who would be in trouble, and the others on the flying sword would also be implicated. If everyone fell from the sky, they would not be able to use their immortal energy to fly, and their fate would not be very good.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingge did not dare to hesitate and quickly reminded everyone: "I am about to lower the flying sword. No matter what they plan to do, it is better for us to return to the ground first..."

"No need to stop, let me teach them a lesson!"

Xia Wei stopped Shen Qingge's actions, and a fiery purple light suddenly lit up in her pupils. She came to the hilt at the end of the flying sword, and was about to use the power of her magic pupil to severely defeat the two people who were controlling the golden bowl from behind.

Hua Xiaomei seemed a little hesitant: "Wait a minute, they haven't stated their intentions yet. What if they have nothing to do with the Golden Wheel Palace and this is just a misunderstanding? What should we do?"

Ren Changhong sneered, "So what if it's a misunderstanding? Are we going to let them get close to us? Of course we have to strike first and subdue them first. If they dare to chase and get close, it means we are provoking you. If you hesitate at this time, you will be the one in trouble." Having been a Shura for many years, Ren Changhong has his own judgment on such matters. Even if they unfortunately killed the wrong person, it was their own fault. Who made them rashly do such a dangerous thing that would cause misunderstanding?
Xia Wei did not hesitate and immediately activated the power of her magic pupils. Two thick magic lights, like lightning that split the sky, shot out from her pupils and fiercely attacked the two people who were controlling the golden bowl.

Faced with the direct laser, the expressions of the two behind changed slightly. The ghost who looked like a child hurriedly activated the magic weapon, swaying left and right to avoid the bombardment of the laser.

Under Xia Wei's control, the magic light was like a thorn in the flesh, biting tightly at the golden bowl. The child had to use his magic tool with all his strength to barely avoid the bombardment of the magic light. The distance between them was getting farther and farther, which made him anxious. He quickly said to the sturdy man beside him:
"Brother Jinsheng, if you continue to just stand there and watch, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete the task that Master has assigned you."

The man called Jin Sheng curled his lips with disdain, his eyes emitting an overwhelming sense of power: "Junior Brother Jin Tai, are you sure they are the thieves who destroyed the Vajra Temple? They are just a group of women, how could they do such a thing?"

Jin Tai, who looked like a child, had no words to say, and quickly said, "It was them. I saw their appearance clearly in the picture sent by the golden wheel. It was definitely them."

Jin Sheng crossed his arms, looking unwilling to work: "How could you be forced to this extent by them? Before the mission began, Master lent you his magic weapon, and you couldn't even catch up with those people? None of them is immortal, and you can't even deal with them. If Master knew about this, Tsk tsk..."

He tried his best to operate the magic weapon, but the flying sword in front of him was getting farther and farther away. Jin Tai was so angry that his nose was crooked. He hurriedly said:
"Don't underestimate those two rays of purple light. With my limited knowledge, I can still distinguish them. They should be the condensed purple air from the east in the sky. They are exactly the same as the purple air I saw in the ruins of King Kong City many years ago."

"what?"

Hearing the name of Dong Lai Zi Qi, Jin Sheng finally couldn't sit still anymore. He could no longer maintain his indifferent look, and the look he gave Xia Wei became a little unpredictable.

"Hearing what you said, it seems that it is really the Purple Air from the East... How could that person be so virtuous and capable that she could use the Purple Air from the East for her own benefit? How old is she, how could she possibly do such a thing?"

Jin Tai looked distressed: "If we are hit by the purple air, not to mention us, even Master's magic weapon will be damaged. That would be terrible. You'd better act quickly and teach them a lesson."

Jin Sheng still looked incredulous: "I remember the scriptures said that the method of refining the purple energy from the east was lost hundreds of years ago. In the following hundreds of years, no one could borrow the power of the purple energy from the east. How did she do it?"

Jin Tai said angrily: "Don't worry about how she did it! She used this method to destroy the Vajra Temple. If you continue to be so ineffective, I will report it to Master and let Master punish you severely."

Seeing that Jin Tai's patience had reached its limit, Jin Sheng showed a satisfied look: "If you had asked me to help earlier, there wouldn't be so much trouble. I have practiced for a few years earlier than you, and now I am a second-level ghost immortal. You are not yet an immortal. I don't know why Master wants you to participate in this mission. Obviously, I can do it alone. If you come, you will only slow me down."

Jin Tai did not answer, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes. He and Jin Sheng were both strong candidates to succeed the Lord of the Golden Wheel Palace, and there were constant frictions between them. Such bickering was not the first or second time. The two who were dissatisfied with each other even fought for it, but every time it was Jin Tai, who was at a lower level, who suffered the loss.

As for the matter of successor, although the master did not say it explicitly, most of the time, he favored Jin Tai, who was weaker and had not yet become an immortal. Even the task of operating the golden bowl magic weapon was given to Jin Tai, so that his contribution would not be surpassed by Jin Sheng.

However, as Jin Sheng said, it was a bit difficult for him, who had not yet become an immortal, to control the golden bowl magic weapon. Even if he just wanted to dodge the laser, he would appear shaky and his speed would be far behind. It would be impossible for Jin Tai to complete this task alone.

Helplessly, Jin Tai had to look at his fellow student beside him and ask, "Do you want to control the golden bowl?"

Jin Sheng slowly shook his head and spoke loudly. A majestic aura also condensed in his body: "I don't need the power of the golden bowl. Watch out, let me suppress all those thieves. If they dare to make trouble for the Golden Wheel Palace, I will make them pay the price!"

In front, Ren Changhong, who was always paying attention to the enemy's movements, was suddenly startled.

Carrying out missions in the Demon Palace for many years has enabled Ren Changhong to develop a keen sense of crisis.

As a Shura, she is particularly sensitive to incoming attacks. This keen perception has saved her countless times in past missions, and this time is no exception.

After realizing the lingering, terrifying premonition, she quickly said to Shen Qingge beside her, "Quickly stop flying the sword and return to the ground. If you continue, I'm afraid..."

Shen Qingge also understood the seriousness of the situation. She did not dare to hesitate and immediately flew down on her sword. Just as she was about to reach the ground, she saw a strong golden light rolling in from the sky, covering everyone's sight. At the same time, they heard a thunderous roar in their ears: "Demon Subduing and Evil-Slaying Method!"

Under the cover of the golden light, the ghosts cried out in pain and felt severe tingling sensations in their bodies, as if they were in a frying pan. Their souls were severely damaged and their bodies became dim and lifeless. They could no longer stay in the outside world and had to take refuge in the jade tower.

Even Ren Changhong could not endure the pain that penetrated deep into his bones. He screamed and hid in the painting of Qionglou in a flash. He did not dare to come out at all. If he was a step slower, he would be in danger of losing his soul.

Shen Qingge felt dizzy, but he still managed to send the flying sword back to the ground steadily. Fortunately, it did not fall over in the air.

"What's that move?"

Li Fei'e shook her head vigorously and rubbed her sore eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, the scene in front of her was terrible. She was really scared. She saw that Xia Wei's whole body seemed to be on fire. The golden flames continued to burn on her body, causing her great pain and she let out a sharp cry of pain.

When the flying sword landed, the golden bowl also fell down. Jin Tai looked at the miserable state of the people and could not help but nodded:
"Brother, your method of subduing demons and overcoming misfortunes is indeed very useful. The more lives those thieves killed in the past, the greater the backlash they suffered. Even immortals are powerless to resist this method and can only repent. They completely razed the Vajra Treasure Wheel Temple to the ground, leaving no one alive. I think they are extremely vicious and have killed many people on a daily basis. This method of subduing demons and overcoming misfortunes is enough to make them suffer."

"That's natural...wait..."

Jin Sheng was about to reveal a satisfied smile, but his eyes suddenly froze. He saw that there was a person who seemed to be unaffected by the Demon-Subduing and Evil-Rescuing Method at all.

(End of this chapter)