Chapter Seventy-One: Prison

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  "What? You ate it all?" Upon hearing Zhang Chong's words, Feng Xiaolou had already leapt forward, rushing to Zhang Chong's front, which startled him and made him think...

  "Listening to the wind, it seems that as a sect leader, he wouldn't think that he's not worthy of eating this treasure, but rather wants him to spit it out. But since he's already eaten it, how can he spit it out? Moreover, he doesn't feel entirely comfortable either; in his lower abdomen, it feels like a layer of ice and snow is covering the area, causing his entire body to be filled with a cool sensation."

  He nodded slightly towards Tingfeng and said

  "It's indeed an emergency."

  "Is there any unusual place on your body?" After Listening to the Wind said this, he had already placed his right hand on Zhang Chong's wrist. Before Zhang Chong could respond, the spiritual energy in his body was driven by the demonic power that surged in from his wrist, and he involuntarily rushed forward.

  Under the collision of two forces, he was caught off guard and let out a low hum, his face also revealing an unbelievable expression.

  "What's going on?" Qing Shan asked him, having noticed the unusual place where Ting Feng had fallen.

  "It's nothing." Although Feng Xiaoluo tried his best to cover it up, he couldn't escape Qing Shan's sharp eyes. He also slowly walked over.

  Zhang Chong didn't know that although this Lingzhi was a treasure, for spiritual plants, it wasn't the case that the higher the quality, the better it was for the body. If the body's strength couldn't withstand its powerful medicinal properties, it would instead suffer harm, and there was even a possibility of death.

  This is what Qing Shan Dao and Ting Feng Luo are really concerned about.

  But Windfall Love's heart was anxious, and as he rushed over, he first activated his magic to help Zhang Chong counteract the powerful medicinal properties. However, he did not expect that within Zhang Chong's body, there was a strong spiritual power that dissipated all of his magic.

  Qing Shan hesitated for a moment before deciding not to speak out when he was asked to go. However, the situation at this time was also beyond his control.

  Qingshan walked backwards to Zhang Chong's front, also with his hand on Zhang Chong's body. Suddenly, a surge of power much greater than the Windfall poured into Zhang Chong's body.

  Zhang Chong only felt that within his body, it was like a stormy sea, with two forces using his body as a battlefield, fighting each other. The spiritual power within his body, when encountering strength, would become even stronger, and had actually unleashed the greatest power that Zhang Chong could feel.

  However, this power is still defeatable for Qing Shan Dao.

  "Primordial infant-level spiritual power, you actually have primordial infant-level spiritual power on your body." Qing Shan let out a cold snort, and the strength in his hand increased once again.

  Zhang Chong's face turned pale, and the wrist held by Qing Shan was already bright red. The blood vessels in that area had burst under the impact of the two powerful forces.

  The wind fell beside him and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately knelt down and said.

  "Be merciful, this heavy blow is very likely to be from someone with a Mystic Earth Body."

  "Hmph, the Xuan Di Demon Body appears only once in ten thousand years. How can it be so easily possessed? The demonic cultivation is difficult to complete, and it may even be a forbidden technique for cultivators, who knows. " Qing Shan said coldly, his hand's power not diminishing in the slightest, continuing to press down on Zhang Chong's internal spiritual energy.

  At this stage, the Demon Clan had just obtained the Yang Realm, and everything was in a state of flux. The blood-red sky that appeared today made Qing Shan feel a sense of worry. And the mysterious spiritual power within Zhang Chong's body only added to his worries, making them even more intense.

  "In a chaotic world, use heavy punishment." This was the principle that Qing Shan followed. He believed in killing one thousand by mistake rather than letting one person off, and after initially pacifying the Yang realm, he would not allow anything to happen that could change this outcome.

  At this moment, it can be said that Zhang Chong was wrongly killed, and he would not regret his decision. Moreover, Zhang Chong still had a major suspicion at this time.

  Zhang Chong didn't know Qing Shan's thoughts, he was only gritting his teeth and persisting at this moment, so as not to faint. And in his body, the spiritual power infused by Mo He Chang Lao, under Qing Shan's turbulent and surging magic, had become as gentle as a harmless little snake, shrinking into his heart.

  The green mountain still did not show any mercy, and the magic power surged forward with all its might. At this time, a strange thing happened. On Zhang Chong's heart, the silver-white light flashed again, although it was not big, but it was like a dazzling jade stone, emitting a peaceful atmosphere, gently blocking the surging magic power.

  Qing Shan collapsed at this time, and also let out a light "hmm~~" sound. He then urged his magic several times, but all were announced to be in vain. Finally, he slowly withdrew his own magic.

  However, the silver-white light flickered lightly, causing the spiritual power that had previously been like a rope to tightly wrap around the demonic energy, making Qing Shan unable to withdraw.

  Qing Shan's face had already turned red with anger at this time, but he was completely helpless against the enormous suction power and fell into a dilemma of being unable to advance or retreat.

  In the end, he still chose to cut off his arm and leave a portion of his magic in Zhang Chong's body. At this time, looking at Zhang Chong again, he had already fainted.

  Looking at Zhang Chong lying on the ground, Liu Sheng and Lin Ye immediately wanted to rush forward to support him, but unexpectedly, they were stopped by a glance from Ting Feng.

  "Bring him in and throw him into prison first. We'll interrogate him when he wakes up." Feng Xia's voice fell, his words cold and detached.

  The cell was cold and damp, and after a long time, Zhang Chong slowly woke up. A chill ran through his lower abdomen, where a cold air mass was constantly wriggling, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

  However, within his body, there are two forces constantly fighting each other on the battlefield of his flesh. They do not realize that if Zhang Chong were to die, they would have no place to rely on, and yet they continue to fight tirelessly without rest or sleep. This is currently Zhang Chong's greatest source of suffering.

  It wasn't long after Zhang Chong woke up that he fell into a daze again under the pain. He closed his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was that familiar small black house, with four golden big characters floating gently in front of him:

  "Refine equipment, deploy formation~~~"

  Zhang Chong was still in a daze, but he could feel the pain inside his body. However, at this moment, he suddenly had an idea and thought of the faint heavenly power that had been stored in his body during his cultivation of controlling fire.

  Thinking of this, he immediately sat down cross-legged, using the controlling fire technique to slowly guide the faint heavenly power within his body.

  This power of heaven and earth, compared to those two powers, is almost invisible in its weakness. However, this is the one power that Zhang Chong can control best. It's strange to say, but when it encounters those two powers, he surprisingly discovers that his spiritual energy and magical abilities have reached an astonishing balance in their struggle, with neither side able to gain the upper hand. Just like two adults fighting with equal strength, already battered and bruised, at this point even a small child could defeat them.

  Zhang Chong's power of heaven and earth was like that of this child, completely subduing the two forces, so they no longer rampaged wildly within his body.

  After subduing the two forces, Zhang Chong's body no longer felt as painful as before. He slowly opened his eyes and confirmed it again. The spiritual energy and demonic powers within him were like two ropes tied together, now quiet and motionless.

  At this time, Zhang Chong had another idea.

  Now that these three forces have reached a subtle balance, does it mean that he can use this spiritual power and magic as freely as the power of heaven and earth?

  He was overjoyed and began to experiment at once.

  It's indeed a good wound that has forgotten its pain. Zhang Chong thought of this and stretched out his Heart Piercing Stick, using the method of operating the power of heaven and earth to transmit his spiritual energy and magical powers onto the stick.

  Under his focused operation of the formula, the two forces of yin and yang indeed stirred slightly.