A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Deep within the inky sea of ​​mosquitoes, chaos had already erupted.

Those inner demons that had expanded their Dharma forms were now like drowning people, desperately waving their arms and kicking their legs, trying to struggle out of the endless sea of ​​mosquitoes and float to the "surface".

But whenever they finally manage to tear through a swarm of mosquitoes, poking their heads or arms out of the churning darkness...

"Hey sir, where are you in such a hurry to get some fresh air?"

"The scenery here is absolutely beautiful, let's stay a little longer!"

"Don't be shy, I'll lend you a hand!"

"Come down, please!"

The investigators from Bureau 749 and the Qi cultivators from the Zhao family grinned, their faces bearing undisguised, wicked smiles, like deadly water ghosts, pouncing at the first opportunity.

Some grabbed his arm, some hugged his leg, and some were so despicable they were practically beating him in the groin!

They tried everything, pulling and tugging, but they couldn't let them float up smoothly.

The inner demons panicked even more.

"What the hell?! Are you guys fucking crazy?!"

His mind went blank due to inner demons. He wildly waved his Dharma-image arms to swat at the swarm of mosquitoes while cursing angrily.

"Let me go up there! Let's fight one-on-one if you dare!"

"A one-on-one duel?"

Upon hearing this, a Qi cultivator from the Zhao family skillfully affixed another Thousand-Pound Drop Talisman to the Dharma Image's leg while glancing at him sideways, his tone full of doubt, "Are you alright?"

"Aren't we in a 'one-on-one' situation right now?"

He pointed to the swarm of mosquitoes around him, and then to the dozen or so colleagues around him who were eager to get started.

"A group of us will take on you one-on-one. That's fair."

The inner demon was so choked that it almost couldn't catch its breath, and its Dharma form swayed.

What chilled it and all the inner demons even more was that they dared not die easily!

Resurrection coins can indeed revert their state to an hour ago.

But an hour ago... they hadn't even activated their Dharma forms! They were in a "naked" state!

Reborn naked in this hellish sea of ​​mosquitoes that can make you feel so good you could die?

Surrounding them were a pack of investigators and Qi practitioners, as fierce as wolves, waiting for them to "revive and freeze" so they could pounce on them.

The scene was so beautiful that just thinking about it made their hearts tremble.

The lessons learned from the past are still fresh!

Didn't you see the first unlucky guy?

That unlucky fellow in the Dharma Realm was constantly teetering between the peaks of bliss and suffering.

He nearly died from pleasure more than ten times before finally managing to force out the Dharma image again under some kind of obsessive desire that brought him to the brink of madness!

Just thinking about that process sends chills down the spine of any demon.

And at this moment, at the heart of the battlefield.

The gray-white golden star dharma image, which was locked in mid-air and unable to move by the dazzling whisk and the Zhou Tian Star Array, was being devoured and dissolved bit by bit by Zhang Yucheng's inner demons.

Its deathly gray eyes pierced through the surging swarm of mosquitoes and the shifting starlight, staring intently at the serene and radiant figure a hundred feet away.

Damn it...

You've been tricked!

Suppressed by this grand formation specifically designed to counter the power of stars, it was unable to use its most powerful technique, Star Shifting, and couldn't even escape.

It seems we have no choice but to use that method.

Although this trump card is meant to be used against the real person at a crucial moment, in the current situation, if it is not used now, there may be no chance to use it at all.

The giant hand, its grayish-white form locked, laboriously yet with remarkable stability, formed an ancient and obscure mudra.

The spiritual energy around him surged wildly into the magic seal.

The next moment, it raised its head, as if throwing out a stake:

"Supernatural power—"

"The Sixth Heaven Cloud Palace!"

boom--!!!!!!

For a moment, everyone's vision suddenly blurred and distorted.

When I opened my eyes again, the world around me had completely changed!

What came into view was a magnificent, ancient, and towering palace complex that was beyond imagination.

Jade palaces and towers hang high in the sky, with winding corridors and countless palaces stretching endlessly!

However, all the pavilions and palaces were a deathly gray-white, as if they were built from the bones of stars and the ashes of moonlight, magnificent to the extreme, and also decayed to the extreme.

It is the legendary residence of Venus in the heavens—the Cloud Tower Palace!

However, it was a collapse, a deathly silence, a descent into eternal night...

The Inner Demon Version!

Upon arriving at the Cloud Tower Palace, an indescribable pressure spread out, and even the Zhou Tian Star Array groaned under the strain!

Without the endless, relentless swarm of mosquitoes, the inner demons finally got a chance to catch their breath.

One by one, they hurriedly activated their spiritual power, and grayish-white light flowed across the broken Dharma forms, trying their best to repair the wounds.

At the center of the battlefield, there stood the greyish-white golden star-like Dharma image—

Zhang Yucheng's inner demons, feeling the overwhelming sense of control emanating from all around him, finally eased his tense mind slightly.

Become!

Now, this is its home turf!

Its ashen lips curled into an uncontrollable, chilling smile. Its massive arms, bound by chains of law, began to gather strength, as greyish-white starlight coalesced in its palms. It prepared to break free of the Heavenly Star Array's restraints in one fell swoop, and then…

Its movements suddenly froze.

Because it could clearly see the expression on the face of the Dharma image opposite it.

There was no expected solemnity, shock, anger, or frustration at missing a crucial opportunity.

There wasn't even a trace of gloom from being outmaneuvered.

At this moment, a gentle, ethereal light emanated from that face, revealing an expression that was almost...warm.

His eyes were gentle, his lips curved into a smile, and there was even an indescribable air about him...

love?

Like an old man who has seen the world and experienced many hardships, squatting on the threshold of his own yard, squinting his eyes, and watching with a smile as his grandson finally manages to build a crooked and shaky block tower after much effort.

In that gaze, there was encouragement, appreciation, the satisfaction of "the child really tried hard," and even a hint of tolerant teasing that "it's a good build, even if it's a bit ugly."

But this smile didn't escape the eyes of the inner demon...

However, it caused the gray-white spiritual energy around it to stagnate, and a chill ran up to the top of its head!

As a demon born from all the other's dark thoughts and possessing a thorough understanding of their nature, it knows its true self all too well!

He appears refined and easygoing, like a clear moon and gentle breeze. He is meticulous in his speech and actions, adhering to rules and regulations, leaving no room for error. He is a moral exemplar and a role model for bureau chiefs.

But what about inside?

Those heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, long since been worn down by the years and responsibilities, have become like a black squid that has come to life—purely and authentically black!

Every time this guy shows that "warm and loving," "appreciative of a junior" expression to his enemies...

That was definitely not an expression of goodwill!

That's like looking at meat on a chopping board, a turtle about to be trapped, or a beast that's already stepped into a trap and is still kicking around triumphantly!

This means that the other party had already set a trap.

I'll wait for that moment when you think you've succeeded and are feeling smug, then I'll smile and crush your last bit of reliance and hope to dust, skin and bones, sucking out your marrow and tendons!

Countless unlucky souls who were sent away by this smile in the past have graves overgrown with weeds!

The inner demon felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart, and the little bit of confidence he had just gained, the "home field is mine" feeling, instantly vanished without a trace.

Something is wrong!

Something is definitely not right!

That old schemer... what other tricks is he hiding that he's planning to use against me like a beast?!