Grasping the Evil-Chapter 879: Bewitching Technique Unused for Years
After speaking, the midget man steadied himself, stood with his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and displayed an air of condescension as he waited for Ning Fan to make his move.
At that moment, everyone’s gaze on the painting boat fell on Ning Fan and the midget man.
The brow of Sparrow God Kidd furrowed slightly. He knew the midget man was formidable, particularly adept with a divine skill in earth defense known as the ’Piercing Mountain Scales.’ To him, the challenge was hardly surmountable for Ning Fan, and he considered it mostly just a test meant to make things difficult.
The woman in blue shook her head slightly, similarly doubting Ning Fan’s ability to push back the midget man.
The four-eyed man closed his eyes, choosing to ignore it, believing firmly that Ning Fan would not pass the upcoming trial.
The headscarf-wearing great han also shook his head frequently. Of the True Immortal Realm’s three realms, the Crossing Truth Realm was merely the threshold to true immortality, while the Shedding Void Stage represented the real power of True Immortals. He couldn’t believe that Ning Fan, at the Mid Stage of Crossing Truth, could push back the midget man at the Initiate Realm of Shedding Void.
"Old Monster Tu’s Piercing Mountain Scales Armor has already been cultivated to the seventh layer. This trial is completely predictable! This child cannot pass the test!" declared the headscarf great han with a shake of his head.
"Uncle..." Zhao Die’er’s beautiful eyes showed a trace of worry, even she could vaguely see that the midget man was bullying the weak.
"Junior, make your move! Give it everything you’ve got; let me see if you have what it takes to walk alongside us!"
The midget man’s gaze fell on Ning Fan, without the slightest ripple of emotion, as he used only thirty percent of his Mana to protect himself, in anticipation of Ning Fan’s imminent strike.
His expression was calm and unhurried, and his presence, though stable and restrained, gave Ning Fan the impression of being as immovable as a mountain.
"The path he cultivates is that of the mountain. Because the mountain does not move, it is what it is; to make this person take even a step will not be as easy as imagined."
"These people like Sparrow God Kidd are all seasoned elders, each with their pride. Without sufficient strength, I cannot earn their respect... In the cultivation world, it ultimately comes down to one’s strength."
Ning Fan coldly eyed the midget man, unsealing the War Yin and Yang, and a heavy sense of oppression began to rise around him, his head of black hair fluttered without wind.
The oppressive force caused the midget man to feel a heaviness in his chest, and for a moment, his spirit sense wavered.
At this moment, Ning Fan merely unsealed the War Yin and Yang, yet the momentum of his presence had already reached nearly the peak limit of Crossing Truth!
Without unnecessary words, Ning Fan directly stepped forward, raised his right hand, and pressed his five fingers forward.
With that press, the entire world seemed to freeze. A strand of battle intent was extracted from the earth’s veins of the mountains and rivers and the bodies of the flying birds and beasts, forming a phantom hand seal engulfed in flames of war, slamming mercilessly towards the midget man.
In the moment that hand seal was unleashed, the midget man’s eyeballs nearly fell to the ground, and there was not a trace of composure left on his face.
In that hand seal existed a will, coming from and transcending the world—a frenzied resolve that would break through whatever stood in front of it, even the entire heavens!
The midget man believed he had an illusion—that what attacked him wasn’t Ning Fan, but the wills of all the living beings within the world! It was as if the battle intent of the entire world had merged into Ning Fan’s palm!
If stricken by that resolve, his spirit sense would immediately fracture into countless cracks, consumed by the flames of the collective battle!
"This boy simply threw a casual palm; how could it possess such terrifying power!"
The midget man’s face twisted dramatically, no longer daring to meet that palm with only thirty percent of his Mana. He immediately utilized his full power, pounding his chest with a loud thud and spitting out a blast of foul yellow gas.
Once the yellow gas formed, it instantly transformed into a giant stone hand, reaching to catch the hand seal, but was shattered into countless fragments on impact!
Almost simultaneously, as the hand seal burst through the stone defenses, it swiftly arrived to land upon the midget man’s chest, imprinting forcefully.
A horrifying sense of danger swept through the midget man’s entire body, turning his face pale. Without any hesitation, he immediately activated his strongest defensive divine skill.
"Piercing Mountain Scales, appear!"
Only to see the midget man’s eyes round with strain, veins on his forehead bulging, he clapped his hands together, and seven layers of deep yellow scales appeared on his body surface, overlaid outside his clothing, making him appear far off as if he had transformed into a pangolin.
The instant the hand seal crashed onto the seven layers of scales, it immediately formed a deep concave, and in just an instant, it shattered the first layer. The powerful force knocked the midget man back three steps before he could slightly regain his footing!
Half a breath later, the second layer of Piercing Mountain Scales was also shattered by the palm force, and the midget man was forced back five more steps!
Again, half a breath later, the residual power of the hand seal exhausted itself but not before blasting through the third layer of Piercing Mountain Scales, forcing the midget man back another seven steps!
Altogether, the midget man had retreated fifteen steps, already backing to the boat’s edge, one more step, and he would have inevitably fallen into the river!
Gazing at the deeply concaved imprint on his chest’s seven-layered scales, the midget man swallowed hard. If he had not summoned the Piercing Mountain Scales at the last moment, he would have surely been grievously injured by that hand seal...
That was truly a close call...
"Seniors, what do you think? With the strength of this junior, do I qualify to join your team?" Ning Fan calmly re-sealed the War Yin and Yang before asking.
The midget man was not his mortal foe, so he did not employ full strength; otherwise, the midget man’s fate would not be limited to three broken layers of Piercing Mountain Scales and fifteen steps back; he could have been pierced through all seven layers and left either dead or gravely injured.
Even though Ning Fan held back his strength with that palm, it was sufficient to leave everyone present astounded.
Ning Fan’s gaze swept lightly across the room; everyone except Sparrow God Kidd and Zhao Die’er felt the pressure as heavy as a mountain.
Sparrow God Kidd could ignore Ning Fan’s overwhelming aura only due to his cultivation in the Peak of Shekong. As for Zhao Die’er, of course Ning Fan wouldn’t pressure her.
"Ahem... my eyesight was lacking; I couldn’t see that Daoist friend was hiding such depths. With such strength, Daoist is naturally qualified to join this floral expedition; I have no objections," the midget man said reluctantly, with a twitch of his mouth.
"Hehe, this young friend truly doesn’t reveal their true colors easily, drawing upon the world’s battle intent like this... such an enigmatic Divine Skill, even I find it quite tricky... I have no objections to the young friend joining the team,"
Previously, the arrogant demeanor of the lady in blue had now transformed into a gentle smile, with eyes full of flirtatious warmth, entirely different from before. Whether this newfound warmth and enthusiasm was genuine, however, was anyone’s guess.
"This Lord agrees with Daoist Ning joining the team," came the hoarse voice of the four-eyed man, marked heavily with trepidation.
Testing his own heart, the four-eyed man knew that with his means, he would not be able to counter Ning Fan’s palm under any circumstances, unless he were to open the forbidden coffin...
"Haha, of course, I have no objections," said the Headscarf Great Han with a hearty laugh. When he looked at Ning Fan now, his gaze was as if he was looking at a fellow Master.
All four of the Eternal Old Freaks had no objections, so Ning Fan was successfully able to join the group on this floral quest.
Sparrow God Kidd began introducing the four Eternal Old Freaks to Ning Fan. In turn, the four started exchanging pleasantries with him. Even the midget, who was almost injured by Ning Fan’s palm, wore a friendly expression, showing no trace of anger or resentment.
To cultivate to the Shedding Void stage or approach it, none of these Old Freaks were not of shrewd minds or profound depth. Their facades were naturally impeccable.
With the introductions from Sparrow God Kidd, Ning Fan had a preliminary understanding of these four Eternal Old Freaks.
These four Old Freaks, like Sparrow God Kidd, were Beitian Cultivators.
The beautiful woman in blue was an elder of the Northern Heaven Grand Cold Palace, known as ’Fairy Hanwux’. She had a cold demeanor and rarely smiled or spoke—at least, towards the younger generation. Facing peers or seniors, she naturally wouldn’t speak coldly.
She had broken through the Mid Stage of Shekong for nearly a million years, hence, her strength was considered quite formidable in the Mid Stage of Shekong.
Between her brows, she concealed a moonlight mark, seemingly a survival Divine Skill. That moonlight gave Ning Fan a certain sense of crisis.
"In ancient times, the Guanghan Palace once gave birth to Immortal Emperor-level Powerhouses and had close ties with the ancient Heavenly Court. However, since the fall of the ancient Heavenly Court, the Immortal Emperor-level Powerhouses of Guanghan Palace also disappeared, rumored to have perished within the ancient Heavenly Court. No Immortal Emperor has been born since, but each generation has had an Eternal Old Freak overseeing it, making it one of the peak forces in the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm...this woman becoming a Guanghan Palace elder is no small feat," Ning Fan thought to himself.
The Headscarf Great Han was one of the ancestors of the Guan family in Northern Heaven, named Guan Tieyun, known as Elder Iron Cloud. He was a Pseudo-Ancient Demon Body Cultivator with cultivation at the Initiate Realm of Shekong.
The Guan family wasn’t a significant force in Northern Heaven. There wasn’t anything remarkable about this person that caught Ning Fan’s attention.
The four-eyed man was a Master from the Corpse Demon Ancient Domain in Northern Heaven, known as the ’Four-eyed Demon Monarch’. It was said he had already touched the bottleneck of Shedding Void and had high hopes of entering the Shedding Void stage within tens of thousands of years.
This person harbored several dozen eerie corpse Qis, somewhat resembling the aura of a Corpse Demon, yet not quite...only Ning Fan, who himself was a Corpse, could sense those corpse Qis.
"Compared to Elder Iron Cloud, this person may perhaps be more deeply hidden..." Ning Fan pondered.
The midget was just a Loose Cultivator, referred to as ’Old Monster Tu’ in Northern Heaven. His Piercing Mountain Scales were exceptionally formidable among those of the same level, but to Ning Fan, they were nothing to worry about.
Sparrow God Kidd took out five Map Jade Slips, handing one to each person, including Ning Fan, and said,
"There’s about half a year until the Dust Tree blooms. After half a year, when the Barbaric Moon is full, we’ll meet here and head to Yellow River Snow Valley together. Before then, I hope everyone will make ample preparations for this trip, as we will be infiltrating the belly of the demon race, and the dangers won’t be few..."
The map was the latest map of the Barbaric Wilderness. In the Nineteenth Zone, a black dot was marked, indicating the meeting place six months later.
After wrapping up the details, everyone discussed the floral quest further, finalized some specifics, and then went their separate ways.
On the pleasure boat, only Ning Fan and Zhao Die’er remained as the waning night faded, dawn approached, and the snow fell even harder.
"Uncle, are those people the same as you, different race cultivators?" Zhao Die’er asked faintly.
"Hmm."
"Are you planning to do something dangerous? Can’t you not go...Die’er is concerned about Uncle."
"Don’t worry, Uncle is more formidable than you imagine. This trip won’t be too dangerous, and even if there is danger, Uncle can retreat safely. Uncle is quite interested in the Dust Flowers that help open the Second Gate of Tianren. According to the intel from Senior Sparrow God Kidd, even ordinary people who consume the Dust Flower can enhance their perception slightly...hmm, if the mission goes smoothly, I’ll pick some Dust Flowers for Die’er too," Ning Fan said with a smile, his gaze gradually becoming distant.
In another half year, he would need to go with Sparrow God Kidd and others into the heart of the demon race to steal the Dust Flowers. It was time to make some preparations...
After dawn, Ning Fan left Bian Liang with Zhao Die’er, returning to Tianman City to begin a half-year retreat.
In these six months, Ning Fan focused solely on adapting to the burden of the Fragmented Thought Puppet, continually training himself, practicing controlling the Fragmented Thought Puppet day by day.
With Ning Fan’s current strength, only by going all out could he barely control the Fragmented Thought Puppet.
As Ning Fan’s cultivation advanced, the time for unleashing the Rain Yin Yang and the War Yin and Yang extended from the time of one incense stick to two hours.
After half a year of intense cultivation, Ning Fan could finally make the Fragmented Thought Puppet launch simple attacks. Although they were merely simple attacks, they were, after all, Fragmented Thought strikes; there weren’t many in the Shedding Void who could withstand them. This undoubtedly gave Ning Fan extra self-protection for the floral quest.
During these six months, in the Barbarian Wilderness Ancient Domain, sixty percent of the residual formations were destroyed by Human Clan Immortal Honorifics, while forty percent were successfully unsealed by the demon race.
The unsealed residual formations fully integrated with the Barbaric Wilderness and could no longer be destroyed. However, due to the destruction of so many residual formations, the Demon Race’s schemes were indefinitely postponed once again.
The snow fell lighter and lighter, and the snow disaster that troubled countless barbarians was gradually passing...
Ancestor Dulong felt immense fury, first with the destruction of the Reverse Infant and then the residual formations; the Demon Race’s plot became difficult to realize in a short time.
In a fit of rage, Ancestor Dulong initiated a retaliation plan, rallying the demon race army and assembling them in the Fourth Zone, with Ancestor Dulong himself stationed at the front line, launching harassing invasions at the Five Domains of the Human Clan’s border.
In response, two Human Clan Immortal Honorifics also led strong experts to guard the border. Small-scale conflicts frequently erupted at the Five Domains border, though they did not escalate into full-fledged wars or realm wars.
"With so many residual formations destroyed, one wonders if the Demon Race’s scheme has been foiled..."
Every few days, Ning Fan would use the Ice Rain Technique to spy on the Barbaric Wilderness, keeping an eye on the situation there.
With the time to pick the flowers approaching, Ning Fan finally decided to leave Liu Yan and Xian Luoli in Tianman City and go alone to the Nineteenth Zone to meet with Sparrow God Kidd and others.
It was, after all, a venture deep into the demon race’s belly, fraught with peril, and Ning Fan taking the risk alone was enough; he couldn’t bring Xian Luoli along for the risk.
Because of Thunder Body Evolution, Xian Luoli could not be stored in the Yin Yang Locket; Zhao Die’er, due to being a barbarian, could not enter the Yin Yang Locket either, as entering would certainly result in their destruction by the interface’s Dao laws...
If not for that, Ning Fan would have been more than willing to keep Xian Luoli and Zhao Die’er by his side for peace of mind.
"Peace of mind...can it truly bring peace of mind... One day, I will leave the barbaric wilderness, while Die’er, due to being a barbarian, will be rejected by the Four Heavens Dao laws and cannot leave this wilderness...
"The Barbaric Wilderness is rife with conflicts and often sees Barbarian Beasts attacking cities. If I’m not around, can Die’er truly remain safe here?"
"Even if Die’er remains safe, her lifespan will only be a few hundred years... The Stone Warriors cannot achieve immortality..."
Ning Fan refined all the shattered thunder into Thunder Pills, entrusted them to Xian Luoli, gave a few words of advice to Liu Yan and Zhao Die’er, bestowed some life-preserving items, sighed, and flew away from Tianman City, heading towards the Nineteenth Zone.
The rendezvous point was a Man Shan in the northern part of the Nineteenth Zone. This mountain borders the Demon Race Seven Domains and is not far from Yellow River Snow Valley. When Ning Fan arrived, three people were already at the mountain’s peak.
Ning Fan was the fourth to arrive; the Four-eyed Demon Monarch and Old Monster Tu had yet to come.
Old Monster Tu was the fifth to arrive, his Earth Escape Skill was exquisite, as he traversed the ten thousand miles of Man Shan, Ning Fan only perceived Old Monster Tu’s presence.
The Four-eyed Demon Monarch was the last to arrive, his delay due to his ritual refinement of the Forbidden Corpse.
"Haha, everyone is finally here. Now, let me explain the specific plan for entering the Snow Valley this time,"
Sparrow God Kidd took out a beast-skin scroll, unfolded it to reveal the precise map of Yellow River Snow Valley.
In ancient times, Yellow River Snow Valley was located at the source of the Yellow River, but due to drastic changes in the Barbaric Wilderness terrain, the Yellow River has long dried up, and Yellow River Snow Valley has been sealed within a secret barrier at the border of the Seven Domains by a mighty force from the demon race.
The Dust Flower can enhance a cultivator’s comprehension, and if lucky, it can help a cultivator open the gate to Tianren. With such divine effects, the Dust Flower naturally garnered attention from the demon race.
Unfortunately, since gaining the Dust Tree, countless powerful beings from the demon race attempted to pluck the Dust Flower from the tree, and not one succeeded without exception.
Gradually, the demon race no longer valued the Dust Flower as initially, and whenever the Dust Flower bloomed, they would only symbolically send some demon cultivators to attempt to pluck it. Naturally, each attempt ended in failure.
"The Dust Tree blooms once every five million years, and the flower wilts three moments after blooming... Therefore, our timing for attacking the Snow Valley must not be too late, lest the flower withers. It must also not be too early, lest we face an unnecessarily long wait for the flower to bloom, which could draw a myriad of demon cultivators to attack."
"I once acquired an ancient book in a secret location of the Barbaric Wilderness, which recorded that plucking the Dust Flower requires a special hand seal, otherwise one cannot touch the Dust Flower. After nearly a million years of research, I finally comprehended a set of incomplete hand seals from that ancient book- I’m unsure if this hand seal can successfully pluck the Dust Flower... This is the jade scroll of the hand seal I comprehended, please take a look."
"I cannot assure that you will definitely pluck the Dust Flower, but it is worth a try!"
Upon saying this, Sparrow God Kidd took out a jade scroll with hand seals, handing it over for everyone’s review.
Ning Fan glanced at the jade scroll, his gaze shifting slightly, as the hand seals recorded within were remarkably similar to the ones the Red Yaksha displayed in the First Illusion of Enlightenment, yet they also held numerous errors.
Attempting to pluck the Dust Flower with hand seals containing errors—whether success will follow, no one knows...
The other four were already aware of the low probability of success in plucking the Dust Flower but were indifferent, having mentally prepared for failure.
To Sparrow God Kidd and the others, this venture to pluck the flower might be just a trial. They were unaware that Ning Fan knew the true hand seals for plucking the Dust Flower, but he temporarily planned not to share them with everyone.
Because immediately after, Sparrow God Kidd did something that made Ning Fan secretly wary.
Sparrow God Kidd successively took out five dark red pills, distributing them to Ning Fan and the others, one for each.
"This pill is called Barbarian Blood Pill, concocted from the refined blood of countless barbarian beasts by me. Though it is merely an Eighth Revolution pill, it is crucial for our Dust Flower plundering endeavor."
"As far as I know, within the barrier sealing Yellow River Snow Valley lies a blood river formed by piles of barbarian beast corpse blood. The blood river does not allow even a goose feather to float, possessing forbidden force, preventing flight. Unless one is an eternal old freak, no one can fly over the blood river, only swim across."
"The blood river has divine skills that can corrode one’s will; even if your divine skills are strong, a moment of carelessness could lead to direct perishing within the blood river. If you consume this pill, you can resist the forbidden force of the blood river for a short time and fly straight across."
The other four carefully checked the pills, finding no abnormalities, they then put away the pills and thanked Sparrow God Kidd for his kindness.
Ning Fan’s expression did not change as he accepted the pill and thanked Sparrow God Kidd, though suspicion had already arisen in his heart.
Ning Fan did not detect any evident issue with this pill, yet upon holding the pill, his body’s Blood Lightning reacted as if sensing poison, being highly repulsive of it.
"Is this Barbarian Blood Pill harmful to me... is it because I possess Blood Lightning that it is harmful... or does it say that this pill is harmful to everyone, and it has nothing to do with the Blood Lightning..."
"If it’s only harmful to me alone, that’s fine, since Sparrow God Kidd doesn’t know I possess Blood Lightning, he may not be harboring malintent. But if it does harm to everyone, Sparrow God Kidd’s gifting of the pills becomes suspect."
"There is also the possibility that even Sparrow God Kidd himself was unaware that the pill could be harmful... Am I just overthinking..."
Sparrow God Kidd is the old ancestor who founded Sinister Sparrow Sect, the Comprehension of Rain left in the Dark Sparrow’s Grave brought Ning Fan great assistance.
Towards Sparrow God Kidd, Ning Fan always held a trace of gratitude and preserved some level of trust. Otherwise, with Ning Fan’s character, he would definitely not prefer to team up with others. After receiving the Dust Flower news, he would most likely choose to steal the Dust Flower alone, not giving a single flower petal to others.
Looking at Sparrow God Kidd’s sincere smile, Ning Fan sighed inwardly.
"Let’s hope I’m overthinking..."
Ning Fan and others waited for five days atop Man Shan, pinpointed Dust Tree’s blooming time, concealed their figures, and infiltrated the Northern Territory outskirts.
The outer region remained uninhabited for a millennia; demon races seldom stationed guards here, and now with Ancestor Dulong leading away the majority of the Northern Territory’s demon army, it appeared even quieter.
The barrier sealing Yellow River Snow Valley rested upon a snow plain, haunted by cold winds, bleak and abandoned, devoid of any demon cultivators’ presence.
Upon arriving here, Ning Fan and the others cautiously unveiled themselves, split into three teams, each taking out a Compass, calculating the barrier’s position.
Once the barrier’s location was confirmed, the six acted simultaneously, tore apart the barrier, and infiltrated silently.
Within the barrier, outside Yellow River Snow Valley, lay a labyrinth.
The six, upon entering the barrier, were instantly transported into the labyrinth, dispersed individually.
"My location is at the southwestern corner of the labyrinth..." Ning Fan formed spirit sense with ten fingers, channeling the Ice Rain Technique, swiftly mapping out the labyrinth’s terrain, comprising twelve outlets.
He decided to follow the plan discussed beforehand, act independently, and after exiting the labyrinth, find a way to meet outside the labyrinth.
According to the information provided by Sparrow God Kidd, only a few Fate Immortal demon guards patrolled the labyrinth. Should encounters occur with patrol demon cultivators en route, they need to be swiftly stunned but not killed, and Mana fluctuations must be suppressed as much as possible, ensuring the demon cultivators guarding outside the labyrinth do not detect changes within the labyrinth that might raise an alarm.
Each patrolling demon cultivator has a soul plate; if a demon is killed, the plate will shatter instantly, alerting the demon guards outside the maze.
Ning Fan identified the nearest exit, concealed his aura, and began to sneak through the maze.
Every Fate Immortal-level demon cultivator encountered along the way was made unconscious by Ning Fan using Fu Li’s Illusory Art, with no one able to stop him.
But just as Ning Fan was about to reach the exit, a coquettish laugh suddenly sounded in his ear; despite the alluring laughter, it brought an icy chill to the bones.
"Who can tell this princess why, during the season when the Dust Flower nearly blooms, a human cultivator has infiltrated the Yellow River Labyrinth? Hehe, are you here to steal the Dust Flower? If so, this princess cannot allow you to proceed any further."
At the moment the voice reached Ning Fan’s ears, a blazing fire light was already rushing straight at his back.
Ning Fan’s eyes narrowed; instinctively, he shifted sideways, dodging the fire attack, while turning to swing a finger—a streak of Black Gold Sword Light slashed down behind him, the Memory Severing Dao Sword.
"Hehe, it’s actually a Dao Weapon forged with Heavenly Dao Purple Qi... interesting..."
The pursuing woman’s steps halted, deftly dodging the Memory Severing Sword’s slash, her beautiful eyes ice-cold, killing intent evident.
It was a purple-clad woman with phoenix wings, alluring in appearance, with a cultivation at the Initiate Realm of Shekong—remarkably, she was a demon cultivator of the True Phoenix Clan!
While this woman hunted Ning Fan, battles erupted in five other directions within the maze, clearly indicating that others were also tangled with demon cultivators.
Outside the maze, stationed demon guards continually sensed the duel fluctuations within and began flying toward the maze.
"What an unfortunate coincidence. This princess and six other sisters were idly frolicking in the Yellow River Labyrinth, only to encounter your human cultivator invasion. To kill you all would be quite an achievement, hehe. This princess loves to earn merits and thus cannot let you go... I shall kill you all!"
The purple-clad phoenix demon toyed with the flaming longsword Dao Weapon in her hand, smirking slightly, and with a tap of her toes, she swung the longsword once again, releasing countless purple fire lights straight at Ning Fan.
This woman hardly regarded Ning Fan, after all, the aura he exuded while wielding his divine skills was only that of the Mid Stage Enlightenment—not worth mentioning.
Ning Fan’s gaze deepened; within Sparrow God Kidd’s plan, there was also the scenario of being discovered upon entering the barrier.
In such a situation, he simply needed to fight his way into the Yellow River Snow Valley, reaching the location of the Dust Tree as quickly as possible—the faster the better!
In Ning Fan’s eyes, the purple-black demonic glint flashed, and a vast expanse of purple-black divine rosy light appeared behind him; without hesitation, he swept it toward the purple-clad phoenix demon.
The purple-clad phoenix demon didn’t have the time to react; once struck by the divine rosy light, her delicate body immediately became limp, powerless, and fell to the ground.
The longsword Dao Weapon clattered to the blue stone ground, shattering into specks of light, flying back into the female demon’s body.
"A... bewitching technique... such a despicable human, daring to use a bewitching technique on this princess. If my father the king knew..."
The purple-clad phoenix demon’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock and anger, shocked that Ning Fan was merely at Mid Stage Enlightenment yet could subdue her with a single blow.
Angry that her pure body had been ensnared by Ning Fan’s bewitching technique, struggling to get up, only to find herself unable to do so. Her entire cultivation was sealed by the divine rosy light, her tender body numb and soft, and a burning heat continually ignited within her chest, causing her usually calm heart to become restless and confused.
She naturally did not know, that divine rosy light was the Chaos World Purple Rosy Light cultivated by Ning Fan, comprehended from the third form of the Yin Yang Transformation, crafted to counteract female cultivators’ divine skills.
To deal with the purple-clad phoenix demon with conventional means would take considerable effort. Thus, Ning Fan used a bewitching technique to suppress her as quickly as possible.
"You wish to kill me for merit, I shall not show mercy... From today onward, you shall be my Cauldron Furnace!" Ning Fan said coldly.
"You dare! Do you know who I am? If you truly dare to treat me as a Cauldron Furnace and drain me, I guarantee you will regret it!" the inner strength of the purple-clad phoenix demon forced her to shriek coquettishly.
"Is that so..."
Ning Fan approached the purple-clad phoenix demon, activating the Yin Plucking Finger divine skill, flicking his fingers repeatedly to stun her, then restrained her with the Yin Imprisoning Rope, sealing her within the Penitence Palace of the Xuan Yin Realm.
The situation was urgent, and he had no mind to deal with her for now—capture and decide later.
Spirit sense transformed into rain, enveloping the entire maze; Ning Fan leaped, not toward the exit but rather in the opposite direction within the maze.
Others were similarly trapped by Shekong demon women; without Ning Fan’s assistance, it would be impossible to avoid the death of fellow companions within the maze.
At that moment, in the northwest corner of the maze, Old Monster Tu was being mercilessly pushed back by a blue-clad phoenix demon.
The blue-clad phoenix demon had a cultivation of Mid Stage Shekong; even though Old Monster Tu cultivated the defensive divine skill Piercing Mountain Scales, he struggled to withstand the frenzied assaults of the phoenix demon woman.
"Damn! Isn’t the Yellow River Snow Valley supposed to be guarded only by the True Dragon Clan? Why are there people from the True Phoenix Clan!"
"Sparrow Old Man’s intelligence stated the entire Snow Valley was guarded by only three Initiate Realm Shekong Dragon Demons! Why is this elderly man faced with a Mid Stage Shekong Phoenix Demon!"
"Not good, this old man is about to die!"
Just as Old Monster Tu was lost in despair, a sweep of purple-black divine rosy light surged past.
The blue-clad phoenix demon frenziedly pursuing Old Monster Tu did not notice the divine rosy light’s ambush until it was too late.
"Ah..." As soon as the divine rosy light struck, the blue-clad phoenix demon’s tender form softened to the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and anger.
"Who dares! So despicable, to use a bewitching technique on this princess!"
Her answer came from a young man in white clothes, raining down the Yin Plucking Finger rays.
The second phoenix demon Cauldron Furnace was quickly captured by Ning Fan into the Xuan Yin Realm.
The long-unused bewitching technique displayed its might today.
(Writer’s block these past few days, spent an entire day writing yet unable to produce a complete Chapter, apologies. Finally broke through today) (To be continued... If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)
