He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

This little mountain god has successfully angered him, not to mention the foul language he used a few days ago.

He never imagined that Zhang Zhengyi, who seemed so refined and easygoing, could utter such disgusting words.

"You old man, your mouth is really filthy."

With a sudden thought, Pudu remembered something interesting. The prayer beads in his hand glowed softly, and wisps of spiritual energy emanated from them.

The spiritual energy quickly condensed into a fine needle in a strange state, and the mist soon transformed into a silver thread. The thread automatically threaded through the needle and landed steadily in Pudu's palm.

He picked up the needle and thread, looked at it from left to right, and examined it carefully until there were no problems. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

"Alright. Very well, old man. I'm not trying to be mean, but don't talk so much in your next life."

"Do you know that I am not someone you can offend?"

As Pudu spoke, he manipulated the magic to draw a needle and thread, gently piercing Zhang Zhengyi's mouth. The mountain god of Xiaochong Mountain almost cried out in pain, but his whole body was now under Pudu's control.

He could not move an inch. Moreover, Pudu sealed the flow of magical power within his body.

In other words, Zhang Zhengyi is essentially just an ordinary person with the power of mountains, but he cannot use any magic.

At this moment, Zhang Zhengyi's pain sensitivity had been set to the maximum.

Just from that one needle, Zhang Zhengyi almost fainted from the pain. Not to mention that Zhang Zhengyi is already very old, Pudu's own magical power is very pure, and the magical artifact he condenses is naturally first-class sharp.

This kind of torture is probably unbearable even for a powerful expert, so to use it on someone at the Dharma Aspect Realm is to treat him like he's not even human.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhengyi's true form is a mountain, which can greatly reduce his burden.

With each stitch sewn together, along with the silk thread made of pure magical power, Zhang Zhengyi's mouth was quickly sewn shut.

He could only keep whimpering, unable to utter a single word.

Pudu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. He admired his methods, but so much time had passed. In fact, he had already toned it down a lot. When he punished those great demons who offended him back then, he was far more ruthless than this.

Stripping the skin and tendons, frying it in oil—these are all minor issues.

Pudu's nature is inherently cruel. He shows no mercy to anyone and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even at any cost.

After doing all this, Pudu decided to wait a few days before killing him, otherwise it would be no fun. He shattered the steel needles formed by magical power with a palm strike and flashed to Li Jiangyuan's location.

He saw Li Jiangyuan lying in a pool of blood, his chest pierced through the middle.

Pudu quickly squatted down, reaching one hand into the pool of blood, and said with a regretful expression, "Oh dear, so much pure demon blood, what a pity."

"This is a top-quality tool for drawing talismans."

These words sounded incredibly ironic to Li Jiangyuan. He was powerless to resist, and couldn't even bring himself to curse him.

The evil monk spared his life so he could eat him. The fact that the evil monk had arrived meant that Grandpa Zhang was already...

Li Jiangyuan dared not think about it. He really wanted to ask this evil monk what he had done to Grandpa Zhang, but the immense pain in his chest prevented him from opening his mouth or even moving his lips.

He could only collapse helplessly to the ground, breathing softly.

"Hehe, little brat, I've been after you from the very beginning."

This was an unexpected surprise. Pudu had only intended to teach Zhang Zhengyi a lesson, but when he approached Pingshui Temple and saw Li Jiangyuan, he realized that Li Jiangyuan's aura was that of the person with overwhelming fortune he had met a few days ago.

However, this temple was somewhat peculiar, as it could actually obscure his divination of heavenly secrets, which caused Pudu a lot of trouble when he went to find Zhang Zhengyi.

He searched almost the entire Little Chong Mountain. He suspected that the mountain god had also created a realm within a realm, but then he thought that was impossible. How much power could the mountain god have to offer? He couldn't possibly create such a stable realm within a realm.

Maintaining the operation of the realm within a realm is not something that can be achieved by mere words. It requires not only a large amount of spiritual energy for its upkeep, but most importantly, a continuous flow of willpower. Willpower is the most crucial element in creating the realm within a realm.

For example, the underworld, which Liang Jing created, required the faith of all the people in Fangyuan City, who believed that they would enter the underworld after death. Thus, with the support of a huge amount of willpower, the so-called underworld was created.

Impossible. Pudu doesn't believe that someone at the mere Dharma Aspect Realm could create a realm within a realm. A Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator doesn't have such immense magical power to support them.

Even he couldn't say he could create a world within a world; that's too difficult. Creating a stable space also requires corresponding supernatural powers. Hundred Refinement Mountain does have a group of cultivators with supernatural powers who can do this kind of work.

But he cannot save people from the mountain; the mountain spirit of the mountain god cannot easily leave this mountain.

Purdue knows this very well.

Then, based on his calculations, he deduced that this place was vague and unclear, and the secrets of heaven could not be deduced.

It wasn't until he arrived at the entrance of the temple that he realized that Ping Shui Temple was Xu Yi's territory, which explained why he couldn't predict it.

If it is him, then it makes perfect sense. A powerful cultivator with supernatural abilities, plus a powerful demon with supernatural abilities, would probably be the strongest fighting force in this Ping Shui Temple.

Ping Shui Temple was so small that he didn't even think there were any other important figures inside.

But he still knocked on the door politely, because as long as he could enter the temple, there would be no more heavenly secrets that he couldn't see.

Ping Shui Temple was built on Xiao Chong Mountain, so Xu Yi must know the mountain god. It's only natural that the mountain god would hide here.

In an instant, all the clues seemed to come together, and Pudu understood everything; everything was sorted out for him.

"But you're his disciple. Tell me, if I eat you, will your master still avenge you?"

"Hehehe, no, your master might not be my match either, little brat. Oh, I forgot, you can't speak yet."

"It was my oversight."

Pudu exclaimed in surprise, realizing that he had just given the little child a small punishment, and that the child was probably unable to move now.

He gathered a wisp of pure magic power at his fingertips and gently touched the wound on Li Jiangyuan's chest. The hole in his chest was completely healed in an instant.

As if he were completely unharmed, the pool of blood on the ground began to flow into Li Jiangyuan's body.

This is the supernatural power of Pudu: devouring.

Not only can it devour others, it can also manipulate others to devour itself. Supernatural powers always have many wonderful uses, and Pudu has developed each of his supernatural powers very well, all thanks to the ancient court of the demon race.

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