The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 633 A King Facing Another King is a Means to Kill You

Tantai Wuji never imagined that even with his mastery of demonic arts, he would be forced to flee in such a sorry state, and not only that he would be defeated by the same person, the thief who had forcibly taken his physical body.

That madman, in order to severely injure himself, did not hesitate to use himself as bait, preferring to lose eight hundred of his own life rather than harm a thousand of his enemy. He used the luck of that body to attract heavenly lightning, just to hurt him!
Idiot, madman!
Tantai Wuji was filled with shock and anger. Even though he had severed ties with his physical body, which was equivalent to saying goodbye to his past life, he was still both angry and in pain when he saw his body, which had been nurtured for thousands of years and possessed countless blessings, turn into dust in front of him.

What angers me is that what I cherish is worthless in the eyes of others; what pains me is that the perfect original form, after thousands of years, has been reduced to dust, with no possibility of restoration.

Fengya was deliberately humiliating him, using that body to severely injure him while also showing him what it means to have your efforts come to nothing.

What he sought could not be kept; what he plotted would also come to naught.
Why are these lunatics not afraid of death?

What he didn't know was that if it weren't for the constraints of the laws and will of heaven and earth, Fengya could have jumped out of the void and provoked him by saying, "My soul hasn't been shattered yet!"
Tantai Wuji let out a fierce roar. His soul was torn apart by the heavenly lightning containing the will of heaven and earth. As he fled, he was injured by Fengya, and his soul was once again devoured. His demonic energy was on the verge of collapse.

He had to burn some of his original demonic energy to maintain his soul and suppress the dissipating demonic energy of his body. Inside the Blood Soul Lamp, he continuously circulated the demonic scripture techniques to make up for the severe damage he suffered at Fengya.

But it wasn't enough, far from enough. That damned power of the stars was dazzling and purifying the demonic energy of the world, awakening the minds of countless people corrupted by the demonic energy. The negative and dark energy was weakening, which meant that his source of power was weakening. With one thing rising and the other falling, his foundation in the demonic path would be purified and corroded sooner or later. In this way, it would be even more difficult to achieve great things!

"Damn it!" Tantai Wuji looked at the several cracks that had appeared on his body and the demonic energy that was leaking out, and his aura became increasingly cold and fierce.

He glanced up casually and saw the shadow in the lamplight. The shadow was disheveled, looked disheveled, and looked much more dejected. Where was the domineering aura of the Demon Lord he had before?
Lang Jiuchuan, you scoundrel! These two have repeatedly ruined his plans!

"You all deserve to die!" After suffering repeated defeats, Tantai Wuji had long lost his usual composure and strategic mind. His scarlet demonic eyes were filled with resentment, hatred, and a trace of madness driven to the brink of despair, which he forcibly suppressed.

They all want to block his path, but don't even think about it!

Tantai Wuji poured all his demonic energy into the Blood Soul Lamp, and a towering sea of ​​blood erupted, relentlessly reaping the souls and essence of people from the outside world, which he then frantically absorbed and circulated.

He wanted to grind that traitor into dust to vent his hatred!
In the gloomy month, the Bagua City, a place of deathly silence, became even colder and more bone-chilling.

The demonic clouds in the sky surged and rolled, carrying a monstrous bloody aura, rolling towards Bagua City. This made the already clear sky seem to have been tinged with wisps of bloody aura, carrying an ominous red blush.

coming!

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and her aura became fierce. Jiang Che beside her was the same, as were the monks and Taoists who had arrived at Bagua City. Everyone looked solemnly at the thick, viscous demonic cloud that surged in with heavy pressure.

The dark figure hidden in the demonic clouds landed right under the full moon. Its long hair danced wildly, and it was sinister and fierce. Its body appeared twisted and bizarre. Its demonic energy mixed with viscous blood energy was even more nauseating.

And as he saw the blood-red aura staining the full moon even more crimson, his heart grew heavier.

Lang Jiuchuan's demon-slaying formation has been maintained for two days, and much of the demonic energy has been purified. However, this owl's power seems to have been unaffected at all. Is it because he has taken enough lives?
Look at that blood, so fresh and thick. I heard that in the struggle for the throne, people in various places have declared themselves kings, fighting each other like madmen, and many people have died. They were all comrades from the Central Plains, why did it have to come to this?

This catastrophe in Dadan must end here, otherwise, all lives will be in danger.

Everyone was filled with fighting spirit, their magical weapons gripped tightly. Tantai Wuji wanted to kill Lang Jiuchuan, to make him the sacrifice for summoning the Demon Ancestor, in order to awe the world. So he came, bringing with him a madness that sought to destroy everything!

Unsuccessful, they become benevolent.

He and she, if they never meet, one of them will surely die!
He stood beneath the crimson moon, which was gradually being stained with blood, watching the drastically changed formation of the Bagua City. The powerful and majestic force of the formation made his eyes grow even more bloodshot as he stared intently at Lang Jiuchuan, who was also standing in mid-air. A mocking and cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"You unfilial disciple, why do you not bow to your master?" Tantai Wuji's voice was like the scraping of refined iron, extremely grating. He said, "You and these ants have repeatedly hindered my good deeds. Such blasphemy truly disappoints your master!"

As he spoke, his aura intensified, transforming into a gigantic demonic claw that fiercely slashed down at the righteous cultivators below: "You ants are an eyesore."

The demonic claw, entwined with countless wailing, fresh vengeful souls, carried a chilling pressure capable of corroding the very soul, and shrieked as it reached for the monks and Taoists below.

"Fellow Daoists, form ranks and vanquish the demon!" The Gong family head shouted sternly, taking the lead in summoning his natal magic weapon.

We must do everything in our power to annihilate this demon, showing that we have no reservations. He immediately used his natal magic weapon, and many others shared the same idea, all of them unleashing their magic weapons.

In an instant, the radiance shone brightly.

Tantai Wuji snorted coldly, his aura intensified, and countless vengeful spirits, wrapped in blood demon energy, transformed into demonic offspring that pounced on them. He stared coldly at Lang Jiuchuan: "With your jumping and leaping around, you think you can stop me from ascending to the throne with such a large formation? Wishful thinking!"

Its overwhelming power pressed down on the mountains, causing them to bow low and all sounds to fall silent.

Lang Jiuchuan's face showed neither sorrow nor joy, only calmness. She merely glanced at her fellow practitioners, raised her hand, and formed an ancient and complex hand seal.

"Who said I was hindering you? It was clearly..." She stared at Tantai Wuji, her eyes cold, her voice not loud, but clear and bright, as if carrying a righteous aura that echoed between heaven and earth: "I will kill you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from her body, as bright as the power of stars.

That was not merely the spiritual power of her own true essence, but the burning of her life's cultivation, her Dao body, and the very essence of her life soul—a pure, yang, and powerful force of destiny soaring to the heavens.

The radiance merged into the pillar of light that had been continuously connected with the will of heaven and earth. In an instant, the pillar of light expanded, its color changing from pale gold to blazing white, shining like millions of stars.

"Heaven and earth, the Big Dipper, mountains and lakes communicate, the eight trigrams intertwine... I command the people of heaven to return to their true nature and know their destiny." With each incantation Lang Jiuchuan recited, the power of the great formation surged.

The mockery on Tantai Wuji's face vanished abruptly, replaced by disbelief and fury: "You, you actually sacrificed yourself for the formation!"

　To be continued... The only problem is that the author didn't write well!

　　(End of this chapter)