Please Slay The Demon! Young Master!

“Chu Liang didn ’t say much, he directly released a surge of energy, which was obviously much stronger than before.

”You ’re already in the middle stage of the Divine Will Realm? ” Lin Bei was surprised.

When he first met Chu Liang, Chu Liang had just broken through the Divine Will Realm not long ago, and his cultivation was even stronger than Chu Liang ’s by a hair.

How come after only a few days, Chu Liang had already broken through to the middle stage of the Divine Will Realm?

If Chu Liang had been cultivating in seclusion, it would be fine, but these days he had been doing tasks together with Lin Bei, eating at the same time, sleeping at the same time, and going to school at the same time…

Where did he find the time to cultivate?

Of course, Chu Liang couldn ’t tell him that he had a big-headed doll doing hard labor, working for several days in one day, and only broke through the small realm last night.

So he had to ask seriously, ”Have you ever seen Yanjiao City at midnight? ”

”Huh? ”

”Enough talk, let ’s hurry up and leave. ” Chu Liang waved his hand to urge him.

…

In a dark grass hut outside Yanjiao City.

Song Qingyi stood in the corner of the room, her beautiful eyes full of fear and despair, but she couldn ’t make a sound.

The black-robed man was in the middle of the room, using ink mixed with blood to draw something, then lighting up black candles one after another, the dim candlelight eerie and terrifying.

And not far from the door, there were several freshly killed chickens.

”Hehe, don ’t be in a hurry… ”

The black-robed man laughed strangely while drawing.

”It ’s rare to encounter a soul in the Divine Will Realm.
If I can capture you into the underworld book, I can definitely make up for the loss of my skinning ghost…
no, I should say I ’ll make a fortune. ”

”If I use such a brutal method, killing you first, then extracting your life soul, I can only preserve eighty percent of your divine soul power at most. ”

”But if you just wait patiently for me to prepare the Yin-Yang Soul-Capturing Formation and capture you into the underworld book, you can preserve one hundred percent of your complete divine soul. ”

Song Qingyi ’s breathing almost stopped.

She knew that the underworld book was the most vicious tool of the underworld sect, specifically designed to plunder life souls to increase their own cultivation.
Every time a life soul was captured, the underworld book would add a page, and the holder ’s cultivation would also be improved.

But those captured life souls could not enter the cycle of reincarnation and could only be trapped in the underworld book, suffering endlessly.

”And you ’re also a Confucian cultivator, I ’ve never encountered one before… ”

”It ’s said that the divine soul of a Confucian cultivator is the most clear and transparent, and even a ghost can travel during the day. ”

”You ’re so beautiful, I can refine you into a charming Rakshasa…
no, with your scholarly appearance, it ’s better to make you into a ghost in the painting, unpredictable and difficult to guard against, or… ”

”No…
don ’t… ” Song Qingyi struggled to say a few words, trying to break free.

But she was pierced by the soul-stabbing nail, and even if she tried her best, she could only move her fingers slightly, how could she escape from the devil ’s grasp?

She looked outside in despair.
Her last struggle was to use half a page of the golden book to send a message.
But she wasn ’t sure if the two Shu Mountain disciples could guess her intentions or if they had any means to save her.

But now, the terrifying shadow had already enveloped her.

”Fleshly shackles, eternal life in the underworld… ”

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The black-robed man raised his hand, his fingers gently flicked, and the last black candle was lit.

The formation was complete, and he slowly raised a black jade book. ”My treasure, come and welcome your rebirth. ” His eyes flickered with a faint light, cold and rampant, and he chuckled continuously, ”Kekekekekekeke… ”