Stellar Transformation-Chapter 198: Episode 10: Rage Against the Heavens, - 4: Qin Yu’s Descent into Demonhood
"Little Xue, Red Bird, Big Brother is temporarily powerless to kill Huo Can and Huo Lan for revenge on your behalf, but you believe, there will eventually come a day when Big Brother will avenge you. As for now... Big Brother will first collect some interest for you."
Yan Mo’s eyes brimmed with killing intent, the cold light in them fiercely fixed on the frenzied Jiao Jiu ahead.
Although Yan Mo wasn’t ensnared by the melody of the Illusionary Demon Realm, he was still influenced by the flute’s sound, revealing a complete murderous intent that pushed him to a near-mad state.
"Kill, kill, die, die."
Jiao Jiu roared furiously, attacking relentlessly as though facing a deep-seated enemy in front of him, his eyes blood-red with insanity.
"Puchi."
Yan Mo’s right arm was fully wrapped in Dragon Scales, and his hand had transformed into the Black Dragon’s claw, which now easily pierced through Jiao Jiu’s Dantian like penetrating tofu and directly grasped Jiao Jiu’s Nascent Soul.
At the same time, Jiao Jiu’s soul was also shredded to pieces.
"Little Xue, Red Bird."
Yan Mo spoke slowly in a low voice, also gasping rapidly as if bellows were at work. Sweat seeped out from Yan Mo’s forehead as well.
This flute’s sound was no ordinary melody, even Independent Immortals and Independent Demons had to focus entirely to resist its influence. Although Yan Mo’s spirit was extremely steadfast, he dared to be distracted, resisting the flute’s sound on one hand while daring to kill Jiao Jiu on the other.
As he remained distracted for a period of time, the flute’s sound’s influence on Yan Mo grew even stronger.
In a daze...
Yan Mo seemed to recall a scene back with the Dragon Clan.
That bloodstained, dark club shadow...
That stubborn, unyielding gaze...
That decision to not heed the dictates of his clan, instead defecting from the Dragon Clan to enter the Primordial Wilderness—a place even the Dragon Clan was warned not to penetrate. In the wilderness, that little Black Dragon, not yet strong in his abilities, struggled between life and death.
Life and death?
After numerous brushes with mortality, Yan Mo had become capable of maintaining clarity amidst life-and-death situations. This was the reason Yan Mo dared to be distracted under the flute’s influence to go after Jiao Jiu.
This was also why Li’er said Yan Mo’s determination was not much different from that of Independent Immortals and Independent Demons.
In the Primordial Wilderness, Demon Beasts fought each other to the death for status.
Under Yan Mo’s command were Little Xue, Red Bird, and Long Yan, the Three Divine Beasts who became Yan Mo’s strongest generals. Yan Mo was exceptionally kind to the Three Divine Beasts under his command, treating them like younger siblings, yet... Yan Mo didn’t feel much of a sense of belonging with the Dragon Clan.
"Huff huff~~~" He breathed heavily.
Yan Mo’s uncontrollable murderous intent spread wildly, his eyes reddened, and following the memories from moments ago, he walked towards the place where he was originally.
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The flute’s seductive power grew stronger, making it increasingly difficult for those standing still to resist its sound.
Present were Qin Yu, Li’er, the Azure Dragon, and three men in yellow clothes, Situ Xue, and the black-haired elder, True Master Yan Xu, and the three brothers Elder Qian Xu and his disciples, True Master Yue Yan, True Master Shui Rou, as well as Huo Can and Huo Lan.
On the surface, Qin Yu, the Azure Dragon, and Situ Xue all had sweat on their foreheads, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Clearly, Qin Yu, the Azure Dragon, and Situ Xue had weaker resistance among the group.
"Big Brother Qin Yu’s cultivation time is too short. Although his spirit is strong enough, most have cultivated for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. To achieve such a state is already quite rare," Li’er uttered to himself with a sigh.
Li’er then glanced at Situ Xue.
"This Situ Xue seems... unable to bear it," Li’er said as he finished speaking.
With a piercing scream of agony, Situ Xue completely lost his sanity at that moment, his body’s energy surging uncontrollably as his silver short hair instantly grew longer, each strand wafting like arrows let loose.
His purple lips turned black.
He had succumbed to demonic possession.
The black-haired elder who had been resisting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them, a frown crossing his brow as he saw Situ Xue’s condition. He reached out and slapped Situ Xue’s shoulder fiercely, exclaiming in a low shout, "Ah Xue, wake up!"
Instead, Situ Xue whirled around, his silver hair turning into arrows stabbing toward the black-haired elder, the blood-red eyes indicating that he had completely succumbed to the demon.
The black-haired elder was also barely resisting the flute’s sound; seeing Situ Xue in such a state, he no longer hesitated. He stood to the side, closed his eyes, and focused entirely on resisting the demonic flute’s call.
Situ Xue, as if driven by some influence, roared and battled fiercely as he rushed toward the south.
"To the south, everyone’s running south—could there be something peculiar in the south?" Li’er murmured softly.
Suddenly, Li’er noticed that Qin Yu’s body trembled, his eyes slowly reddening.
"Big Brother Qin Yu." Li’er reached out and tightly grasped Qin Yu’s arm. Qin Yu’s body jolted, and the red glow in his eyes seemed to weaken slightly, but as the flute’s power gradually grew, the red in Qin Yu’s eyes thickened again.
In a daze, Qin Yu saw that scene from the past.
...
"Haha–––" Wu Xing laughed wildly, attacking Qin De wantonly. However, Qin De had already been seriously injured and was continuously resisting. Yet, with every blow he took from Wu Xing, Qin De spat out blood, relentlessly so... Fresh blood kept spilling from Qin De’s mouth.
Feng Yuzi was in a panic, fiercely increasing the attack with his Flying Sword, trying to rescue Qin De. But Wood, with his profound strength, managed to keep Feng Yuzi tied down.
Qin De let out a thunderous roar as he and Wu Xing collided in a most powerful clash.
"Pu––"
Blood splattered across the sky...
Qin De fell slowly, powerlessly.
"Die!" Wood said softly.
A dark red light streaked through the sky, aiming straight for Qin De’s body.
Wood smiled, eagerly anticipating the moment Qin De would be pierced through.
"Father, no!"
"Catch!" Qin Yu screamed in his heart, pushing his speed to the limit like never before. Almost miraculously, he caught Wood’s Short Knife.
Wood was stunned.
The others watched the scene in disbelief.
"Die." Wood smiled cruelly, launching another attack, aiming to pierce both Qin Yu and Qin De’s chests. The Flying Sword penetrated Qin Yu’s chest. Wood laughed because he knew his Flying Sword had pierced Qin Yu’s heart.
Once the heart is pierced, death is certain.
"Father..." Seeing his own father, Qin Yu felt an endless strength surge within him.
"Let’s die together!"
Qin Yu roared furiously, turning his head as his hands, like deadly claws, plunged into Wood’s chest. At that moment—Wood, as if performing above his level, miraculously retreated several meters, dodging Qin Yu’s desperate attack. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"You dream of dying with me." Wood sneered. The Flying Sword had pierced Qin Yu’s heart and continued to fly towards Qin De.
"No..." Qin Yu felt an excruciating pain in his heart, and his whole being became dazed.
"Pffth!"
The flying sword pierced Qin De’s heart.
"Father!" The mask on Qin Yu’s face shattered, and he watched the scene unfold with disbelief and an inability to accept it.
Qin De, with his heart pierced, also looked at Qin Yu in disbelief, "You... Yu’er." But then Qin De’s eyes gradually dimmed.
...
"No!!!"
Qin Yu roared.
"Big Brother Qin Yu, Big Brother Qin Yu," Li’er called out while holding Qin Yu’s hand two or three times, but at this moment, Qin Yu couldn’t hear her voice. He had completely lost his mind, thrown off Li’er’s hand, and the red-eyed Qin Yu ran directly towards the south.
Before Qin Yu fell into demonic possession, another had already succumbed—the Azure Dragon.
In terms of time, it could be said the Azure Dragon had only succumbed two breaths sooner than Qin Yu.
"Big Brother Qin Yu cares too much, even entirely sinking into his deepest heart. That’s the reason for his steadfast nature but also... once his spirit had gaps due to his familial bonds, he would fall into demonic possession. Because of this, Big Brother Qin Yu would find it even harder to regain consciousness," Li’er muttered to herself softly.
Watching Qin Yu run towards the south, Li’er also followed him.
Still standing in the distance were True Master Yan Xu, Yida, three men in yellow clothes, and the black-haired elder—still those seven Independent Immortals and Independent Demons. True Master Yan Xu, Yida, and the three men in yellow clothes were all sweating profusely, under immense pressure.
However, the black-haired elder and the seven Independent Immortals and Demons seemed to be in a similar condition.
Although those with higher mental cultivation usually have extremely firm wills in such an Illusionary Demon Realm of flute sounds, it isn’t entirely absolute. Like Yan Mo, who, despite being only in the Middle Kongming stage, had an incredibly steadfast nature. It’s very likely that the black-haired elder was the same.
...
Endless clouds and mist.
Qin Yu charged straight towards the south.
"Wu Xing, die, Wu Xing, die,"
Qin Yu roared furiously, continuously attacking the Wu Xing in front of him. However, for some reason, Wu Xing always managed to retreat dozens of metres into the air, effortlessly and against all odds, every time Qin Yu was about to kill him.
"Haha, Qin Yu, come on, come at me, come and kill me," Wu Xing laughed wildly.
That laughter made Qin Yu even angrier.
To avenge his father, every time Qin Yu thought of the scene where his father was stabbed through the heart and killed, he would go into a frenzy.
Suddenly—
Qin Yu’s entire body shook—he felt as if in the depths of winter he had been doused with a bucket of cold water over his head, sending a shiver through him. At this moment, the Meteor Tear on Qin Yu’s chest trembled, then a cold stream shot up into his brain.
A silvery white cold stream.
It entered Qin Yu’s brain directly, and the Soul Power didn’t dare to approach the silvery white flow. The stream infiltrated into the Soul Disk, as if the soul underwent an essential transformation.
The lightning flashing around the soul became vigorous and powerful, solidifying the spirit even more.
"What happened to me?"
Qin Yu was completely awake now.
As he looked around at the vast sea of white mist, Qin Yu quickly recalled what had just happened.
"That was close," Qin Yu sweated profusely from his back.
"The Illusionary Demon Realm actually completely tempts the spirit, my father, the king, isn’t dead at all, and the Wu Xing has long perished. Yet under its influence, I was utterly convinced of the unreal." Qin Yu was astounded in his heart.
While Qin Yu was astonished, the flute melody continued to resonated.
The flute melody started off as formless, but at this moment, it carried faint red ripples. The red ripples were so faint they were almost invisible, forming waves that stretched from the south to the north.
Qin Yu’s heart trembled once again.
Having gone through a transformation of the soul just now, Qin Yu’s resistance had strengthened. However, even with increased resistance, how could it be easy to deal with a flute sound that even the Independent Immortals and Independent Demons held in such high regard?
The last time he fell into demonic influence, it was the Meteor Tear that snapped him out of it. But now it seemed... Qin Yu might fall under its spell once more.
If he were to succumb to demonic influence again, would the Meteor Tear still work its wonders?
"Buzz~~~"
A familiar sound arose.
"It’s the sound of a zither!" A glint of joy flashed in Qin Yu’s eyes as he turned back. Just a few meters behind him, Li’er sat cross-legged on the ground, playing a guqin placed upon her knees, quietly strumming the strings.
Waves of green ripples spread out with Li’er at the center.
The red ripples of the flute melody seemed to be at odds with the green ripples, as if dissipating them.
Li’er’s prowess wasn’t strong, and the green ripples spread only to a radius of ten meters around her before being dissolved by the red ones. However, within ten meters centered on Li’er was the safest place in the entire Illusionary Demon Realm.
At this moment, Qin Yu was within this range.
"Li’er, is that you?" Qin Yu rejoiced in his heart.
As Li’er played the zither, she looked up at Qin Yu with a bright smile: "Someone was quite embarrassing just now, crying like a baby."
Qin Yu was taken aback.
It must have been during his recent fall into demonic influence, when he saw his father dying, that he shed tears.
"Big Brother Qin Yu, come with me, there’s something marvelous to the south."
Li’er stood up and lightly plucked a string of the guqin, immediately sending out a wave of green ripples in all directions, narrowing the range to five meters. Qin Yu promptly followed by Li’er’s side, and the two sped southward, unlike Situ Xue and Jiao Jiu who were controlled by the spell.
If someone were standing dozens of meters away from Li’er, they would find... they couldn’t hear her sound at all.
Only within the five-meter range could one hear the zither sound, which was indeed strange.
"Big Brother Qin Yu, look ahead," Li’er suddenly spoke.
Qin Yu looked up.
"Kill, kill, demon cultivators die." A fierce roar echoed as Yan Mo’s Dragon Claw pierced directly through Situ Xue’s dantian, then grabbed the nascent soul and crushed it violently... The explosion was so forceful it wounded Yan Mo as well, with blood seeping out.
But Yan Mo didn’t care about his injuries in the slightest.
"Kill, kill." Yan Mo’s eyes were bloodshot.
"Yan Mo, he..." Qin Yu was greatly shocked, while Li’er nodded, "As he kills, he resists; distracted to such an extent, alas... he’s nearly fully succumbed to the demonic influence."
And at that moment, the Azure Dragon ’Yan Lang’ was roaring furiously as it ran southward.
The bloodshot eyes of Yan Mo, upon seeing the Azure Dragon, screamed, "Kill, kill..." and he ran toward the Azure Dragon.
Ps: Here’s the second Chapter. There was a lot moving into the dorm, so just two Chapters for you to reluctantly enjoy today... Tomorrow, there will be an explosion of content. I, Fang Qie, will definitely give you a thrilling read tomorrow. But... make sure your monthly tickets are thrown thrillingly too, right...)
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