Yunmeng Immortal Clan

Zhou Yuling and Song Daoxuan, who were also present, witnessed this scene, and two words quickly came to mind:

"Possession!"

"Their senior brother, Ling Feng, has been possessed. This so-called Blood Fiend Stone Marrow Crystal is a trap. The person who possessed their senior brother's soul is setting a trap for them, calling himself the Lustful Old Demon!"

Zhou Yuling was dizzy and on the verge of tears. She knew that her senior brother, Ling Feng, had designs on her beauty.

But since they were from the same school, seeing him possessed by a demon still brought a touch of sadness to her heart.

However, Senior Sister Xu Yue always treated her like a younger sister in the sect. Whenever she was wronged in the sect, Xu Yue always stood up for her.

They ate and lived together on weekdays, and were very close to each other.

With her senior sister dead, Zhou Yuling could no longer bear it.

"Senior Sister!!!" Zhou Yuling cried out, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't let hatred cloud your judgment. This demon's cultivation aura has actually reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment. No, it's just his spiritual power. His cultivation level is still the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, but his aura has reached its peak. He's probably only one step away from the late stage of Foundation Establishment..." Song Daoxuan wrapped his arms around Zhou Yuling's slender waist and said with a furrowed brow.

Upon hearing Song Daoxuan's words, Zhou Yuling's expression calmed down somewhat.

She was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and if she wanted to survive, she had no choice but to unconditionally trust Song Daoxuan in front of her.

She fixed her gaze on the demon before her and sensed the immense power of its aura.

This demon posed an extraordinary threat to Song Daoxuan, although Song Daoxuan estimated that he was relying on...

He immediately prepared to escape with Zhou Yuling from this place. With a flash of spiritual light, he was about to use his escape technique.

Soon, a voice reached Song Daoxuan's ears: "I, the old demon of lust, have now seized a new body. Female cultivator, you will cultivate with me. Little girl, if you are willing, I will grant you a great opportunity afterward!"

Ignoring the old demon's slightly weathered accent, Song Daoxuan was currently carrying Zhou Yuling as they fled to the entrance of the Jade Palace.

However, at that moment, "Ling Feng" laughed in an extremely sinister way.

"Trying to leave? Too late. This place was set up by me, the Old Demon of Indulgence, before my death. I must have left some tricks up my sleeve!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone door, which had been wide open, closed instantly.

As soon as the stone door closed, the ancient magical restrictions on it began to operate once more.

Under the manipulation of the lustful old demon, the ancient restrictions on the stone gate were three times stronger than those when they first entered the place.

"Senior, I have unintentionally disturbed this place. Why must you press me so hard?" Song Daoxuan said helplessly.

"I am a demonic cultivator, and a notorious one at that, hundreds of years ago. I was known as the Old Demon of Indulging in Desire. Back then, every female cultivator in the various states trembled at the mere mention of my name. I acted on impulse, and I have no reason to explain my actions to a righteous cultivator like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Feng stretched out a large hand, and spiritual energy rapidly gathered.

In the dim light, Song Daoxuan seemed to hear countless wronged souls, weeping and lamenting.

"Netherworld Ghost Hand, this is a deadly move I've spent years developing. Give it a try!"

Song Daoxuan instinctively pushed Zhou Yuling away.

In the blink of an eye, he summoned two Ink Bamboo Flying Swords. The two Ink Bamboo Flying Swords were extremely fast, turning into two sword lights that crashed into the ghost hand.

In an instant, after the power of the two flying swords and the ghost hand reached a balance point, both sides were shaken by the residual force and retreated by more than ten feet.

After the two ink bamboo flying swords were shaken away, they circled for a while and then returned to Song Daoxuan's side, spinning around.

At the edge of the sword, white lightning threads crackled and popped.

Lingfeng stared coldly at the two ink bamboo flying swords in Song Daoxuan's hand.

He clearly saw the extraordinary nature of these two flying swords.

"Ink Spirit Bamboo, it's actually the legendary Ink Spirit Bamboo that can generate ink lightning and has a great restraining effect on evil spirits in the world. And it's a hundred years old. It's not simple!" The lustful old demon who possessed Ling Feng sneered.

Although they were evenly matched just now, his palm was still affected by the white lightning generated by the strange Ink Bamboo Flying Sword, and he felt a tingling sensation.

The Ink Spirit Bamboo Flying Sword was actually one of Song Daoxuan's trump cards; he didn't intend to use it from the start.

However, the palm strike, which resembled a weeping cry, was so powerful that Song Daoxuan didn't think twice and instinctively used his two flying swords to defend against it.

As Song Daoxuan had predicted, if it weren't for these two flying swords used to defend, but instead for low-grade spiritual artifacts...

He realized that he would be injured in an instant, and he understood the ingenuity of the Netherworld Ghost Hand.

This killing move created by the old demon of indulgence can actually ignore the defenses of a cultivator's magic weapons and spiritual artifacts, and directly attack the cultivator himself.

The Debauched Old Demon's talent can be described as astonishing.

Although the Netherworld Ghost Hand was powerful, it was unfortunately defeated by the lightning within the Ink Spirit Bamboo Flying Sword.

"I did not expect you to possess two such large Ink Spirit Bamboo Flying Swords. However, it is a pity that they are only a hundred-year-old Ink Spirit Bamboo Flying Sword. If they were a thousand-year-old Ink Spirit Bamboo Flying Sword, even a trace of lightning would be enough to completely obliterate someone like me!"

Upon hearing this, Song Daoxuan, who was in the distance, did not show any fear on his face. Instead, he saw the slightest flaw in this demon.

"This demon is wary of the Ink Bamboo Flying Sword in my hand. However, seeing its weakened state, it seems that although this fiend has successfully possessed Ling Feng's body, its soul has not fully adapted to this body. Now, taking advantage of the demon's weakness, is the perfect opportunity for me to subdue it!"

"Furthermore, this demon has already reached the peak of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage before it has fully adapted to my body. Once it is fully integrated, it will surely reach the late-Foundation Establishment stage. In that case, I will have completely lost the opportunity to kill this demon."

Song Daoxuan quickly thought of using the black bell, a magical artifact of his primordial spirit, to subdue this person.

With a thought, Song Daoxuan sent a small black bell flying out of his storage bag.

However, this time, when Song Daoxuan activated the bell's divine sense to attack the demon.

The demon remained unmoved despite the attack of divine sense.

"Heh, you actually possess such a rare item as a primordial spirit artifact. However, at my peak, my cultivation reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. I don't know why your divine sense, as a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, is stronger than that of most late-Foundation Establishment cultivators. But if you think you can use this to deal with me, you're still a bit lacking..."

The demon instantly stood up, his figure flashing like a ghost as he lunged at Song Daoxuan.