The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 631 Even a grain of rice can shine?
Fear transformed into overwhelming rage, burning away all of Tantai Wuji's reason. He stood on a rooftop, looking down at the people below who were overjoyed at the sight of the light. He saw them holding hands, singing and dancing, their faces beaming with smiles of relief after surviving a catastrophe, and he couldn't help but sneer.

He unleashed his demonic energy, raised his hands, and the demonic energy began to spin. The pure and thick black demonic energy, like countless black silken snakes, fiercely rushed towards the crowd.

It's not fair to blame him for using such ruthless and direct methods to take lives; it was Lang Jiuchuan and the righteous path of humanity that forced him to do so. He originally intended to slowly crush these ants and harvest more fear, panic, and despair, which is why he resorted to boiling the frog in lukewarm water.

It was Lang Jiuchuan who caused him to miscalculate and go mad, so if they have anyone to blame, they should blame her. She brought them disaster, and they should blame themselves for being born at the wrong time and not being born into the right family!
Black demonic energy, like a rainbow, erupted with a roar, engulfing the unsuspecting civilians, like a vengeful demon, relentlessly reaping lives and devouring new souls.

"Ah, it's a demon! The devil is here!" Someone screamed as they spotted Tantai Wuji, who was shrouded in thick black demonic energy, and everyone scattered in panic.

How could mere mortals possibly stand a chance against Tantai Wuji, who had mastered demonic arts? Those demonic tendrils burrowed directly into their foreheads, devouring their essence, blood, and soul. Before they could even scream, they collapsed and turned into black, dried-up corpses.

The piercing cries and desperate pleas for help were incessant.

Tantai Wuji's scarlet demonic eyes were filled with violence and pleasure as he merged the new souls into his damaged demonic energy, then retaliated against the righteous energy that was eroding his demonic power, and sneered coldly.

The fear of the world is the source of his strength.

Finally, the already limited amount of good fortune was completely suppressed by the demonic energy and suddenly dissipated.

The human tragedy continues below, with people crying out to the heavens and the gods in desperate pleas.

A mother tightly embraces her two children, pressing their heads into her arms, huddled in a corner of the local earth god temple. Behind her is a small statue of the earth god.

As the demonic tendrils were about to reach her, she closed her eyes in despair, her whole body trembling. In that instant, a dazzling golden light shot out from the Earth God, annihilating the demonic tendrils.

The golden light flourishes.

Like sweet rain falling on earth, it severed and scattered those magical threads.

Tantai Wuji's smile froze as he felt his demonic power stagnate once again. His lips twitched as if he were suppressing a raging inferno.

Everyone stop him! Everyone, stop him!

Lang Jiuchuan's use of the celestial bodies to purify the demonic energy was already weakening his demonic power, and the golden light of faith from the so-called gods worshipped by the world was also trying to hinder him.

Everyone is his enemy, they all deserve to die!
"Roar!" Tantai Wuji roared to the sky, and the demonic energy around him rapidly erupted and spread, like a jar of blood-stained black ink that had been spilled. It was thick, foul-smelling, and a suffocating pressure spread from his body, carrying a world-destroying madness.

He hovered above the town, his entire demonic body transforming into a black hole, wantonly devouring the despair and fear surging from below, replenishing his weakened power and depleted soul.

He wanted the agonizing cries of countless souls to strengthen himself, and he wanted Lang Jiuchuan to bear the consequences of the chaotic world.

Bang.

The statue of the Earth God in the temple exploded without warning, scattering fragments in all directions.

The golden light that filled the sky dimmed and slowly dissipated. The people who had been able to catch their breath because of the golden light were filled with despair again. As they watched the sky turn black, their faces were contorted with extreme fear.

Just then, a figure darted out from the void, his chilling aura of the Nine Netherworlds transforming into soul-binding chains, ensnaring Tantai Wuji, who could no longer be called human. Tantai Wuji saw him, his demonic eyes flashing fiercely: "It's you, the thief who stole my true form!"

His greatest hatred was not for Lang Jiuchuan, but for Fengya, this thief who appeared out of nowhere, who stole his original body that he had painstakingly nurtured for thousands of years, and forced him to forcibly sever the causal connection with his original body in order to protect himself, thus completely disqualifying him from becoming a ruler through the righteous path.

If he could kill, the first thing he would do was kill this owl, tearing his soul apart to sacrifice to his body.

Now, seeing Fengya with his true form on his body, exuding a sharp and domineering aura of majesty, he was filled with insane jealousy. If it were him, he would be even more majestic and more compatible.

With a flick of his demonic claw, Tantai Wuji unleashed his demonic energy to its fullest extent, transforming it into a gigantic ghostly hand that blotted out the sky, carrying terrifying power as it reached for the Soul-Locking Chain.

Upon touching it, he felt the aura of the netherworld, almost identical to the demonic energy of Tantai Wuji. His pupils contracted coldly, and he sneered, "You think you're some righteous cultivator? You're nothing but a heretical cultivator of the netherworld. Lang Jiuchuan, who prides herself on being a righteous cultivator, actually colludes with evil spirits. Hahaha, how utterly laughable!"

The two forces were devouring and clashing with each other, causing sand and stones to fly and countless rooftops to be torn off.

Tantai Wuji's eyes darted around, enticingly saying, "You and I share the same origin, and we have this skeleton as our cause and effect. Why do you want to force yourself into the circle of those righteous people? Good and evil cannot coexist. They know you are a sinister being and will eventually kill you. At that time, you will also follow my old path and become someone else's pawn. What's the point? Why not join me in this descent into ruin, stir up the heavens, and let us dominate!"

"Shut up." Fengya looked impatient, his right hand forming a sword shape with his fingers together. A dazzling golden light suddenly shone from the tip of his finger, piercing towards Tantai Wuji's demonic body.

The golden light transformed into a sword, containing the supreme divine will to destroy all laws and judge evil, severing one of Tantai Wuji's arms.

laugh!
When cleaved by the golden sword, the divine power of Gangzheng was like fire from the earth's core, fiercely scorching Tantai Wuji's severed arm. The demonic energy dissipated, causing his soul to tremble and his face to show horror.

"How is this possible? You are clearly as sinister as I am, how could you condense a golden sword beam?" Tantai Wuji was filled with disbelief.

"A mere grain of rice, yet it shines?" Fengya sneered, his voice filled with disdain: "You, a demon, dare to compare yourself to me?"

He was originally a ghost immortal, and it was only because he defied the will of Heaven that his immortal body was stripped away and he fell into nothingness. However, he had also been questioned by the mighty Heaven before he could become an immortal. How could he not condense the golden light of righteous energy?

What is Tantai Wuji anyway? He's just a filthy demon. How dare you compare yourself to him?

Fengya urged the Golden Gang Sword to strike at Tantai Wuji again. Tantai Wuji's expression changed drastically. In haste, he condensed his demonic energy in front of him, forming a thick and viscous demonic shield.

boom.

The golden light struck the magic shield, bursting out with a dazzling halo. Some houses collapsed under the impact.

The demonic shield of Tantai Wuji was slashed with a deep crack. Although it did not break, it caused his blood and qi to surge and his demonic body to sway.

The contempt on his face finally vanished completely, replaced by rage and solemnity. This owl's strength was so formidable; no wonder he was able to collude with Lang Jiuchuan and seize his true form!

"Good, very good!" Tantai Wuji laughed in anger, his demonic aura surging again, demonic clouds billowing, and he shrieked, "I'd like to see how many moves you can withstand?"

(End of this chapter)