Chapter Sixteen: The Destruction of the Devil's Wisdom (Part Two)

  Hailong didn't say another word, and walked directly to the fire pit. He handed the already cooked fish to "Baiyan", and then picked up another one to focus on roasting. After a while, the aroma of roasted fish began to spread in the air. Hailong took out the well-cooked fish, blew off the hot air on its surface, and carefully started eating it. He ate very seriously, almost not leaving any tender meat on the fish. In this way, he roasted eight fish in total, half of which were given to "Baiyan", and the other half went into his own stomach. Patting his own belly, Hailong smiled slightly, saying: "Thank you, senior. I'm full now. Being a glutton is much better than being starved to death. You can do it, I won't resist." As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

  Baiyan had been somewhat impatient for a while, but fortunately the four fish had satisfied his appetite, so he endured it and looked at Hailong's calm appearance. He stood up, "Kid, after you go to hell, remember who killed you, my name is Mo Kui." With a casual slap, he slapped Hailong on the head. In his heart, Hailong was just a weak and small cultivator in the early stages of Fow Tiger, killing him was no different from pinching an ant to death. The large hand flashing with dark green light gently pressed down.

  Hailong closed his eyes, and he clearly felt death approaching him. Suddenly, a light flashed before his eyes, and although his eyes were still shut, he saw the trajectory of "Baiyan"'s palm falling down. His entire body was already completely shrouded in the evil energy released by "Baiyan", and he couldn't even move a single finger. However, Hailong's heart no longer had any fear, feeling the pressure from above growing greater and greater, "watching" the trajectory of that massive palm swinging down, he softly said: "Qianjun."

  The mutation rose suddenly, and the Sea Dragon's body became light, the pressure disappeared. Tens of millions of golden lights burst out from his arms, an unstoppable massive energy erupted, at this moment, "Baiyan"'s large hand was only three inches away from the Sea Dragon's head.

  "Boom——" The sudden change left "Baiyan" no chance to resist, and with a loud crash, his massive body was blown away like trash. After all, he was the Demon Lord of the Demon Sect, and in the moment when the golden light enveloped him, he barely managed to activate the defensive artifact he carried with him. But could that golden light, transformed from a small iron rod, really be so easily dealt with? "Baiyan" was not Tian Shi Dao Zun. His cultivation was far inferior to Tian Shi Dao Zun's, and he had been ambushed without any warning, without the powerful treasure to defend himself like Tian Shi did. The outcome was predictable.

  Hai Long clearly felt a massive amount of heat being released from his body as he whispered the words "Qian Jun". However, it wasn't his own magical power, but rather an unknown force. Countless golden lights burst out from the small iron rod in his chest, its power even greater than before. Unbeknownst to Hai Long, the reason why the small iron rod was able to unleash such immense power was because he had absorbed a large amount of Buddha energy while at the Fan Xin Sect.

  Blood rain poured down from the sky, falling to the ground with a sound like gentle rain seeping into the earth. All pressure had vanished. The dragon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stood up. The small iron club still transmitted waves of heat, making him feel exceptionally comfortable. Earlier, he had asked to eat fish mainly in order to calm his mind, focusing all his attention on roasting the fish and eating it, so that his mind would not reveal any flaws. He succeeded, succeeding through his own cleverness.

  Hai Long didn't run, he knew that if "Bai Yan" still had the strength to fight again, even if he ran, he couldn't escape his pursuit. On the other hand, if he had already lost his attacking ability, even if he didn't run, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him. With caution, he stepped towards "Bai Yan", who was lying thirty meters away. When he saw "Bai Yan"'s figure, he couldn't help but take a deep breath in surprise.

  This was no longer Baiyan, but a true demon. A single strike from the iron rod had completely shattered his disguise. Before Hailong stood an old man with green, curly long hair that looked extremely eerie. Although his face was covered in wrinkles, it was filled with a fierce and sinister expression. His chest was sunken, and the collar of his shirt was torn and tattered like a sieve, stuck to his body with thick, congealed blood. Unstable black-purple light flickered continuously over his body.

  Ma Gui was injured during his battle with Hai Long, despite using his escape technique to flee. He had not expected Hai Long's attack to be so powerful, and the golden light it emitted filled him with a terrifying aura that clashed with the demonic energy within him. The mixed energy wreaked havoc on his body, causing his demonic energy to dissipate rapidly. If he were one realm lower, he would have been destroyed by Hai Long's previous attack. Although he managed to preserve his life with a mouthful of yuanqi, his chest bone was shattered into dust, and his internal organs suffered severe damage. At this point, Ma Gui was unable to move, just like when he first saw Hai Long. He could only desperately stimulate the demonic energy within him to counter the invading mixed energy.

  Hai Long cautiously stood three meters away from Mo Qi, watching the fresh blood seeping out of his mouth, and gradually gained confidence. He sneered and said: "Old man, aren't you very capable? But in the end, you're still under my control. Luckily I'm vigilant, otherwise, today would have really ended up with me dying at your hands, you old turtle."

  Mo Kui glared at Haidong, his voice hoarse: "You... cough... you're really... despicable. A dignified and upright Taoist priest like you would actually have a disciple like him. He's actually... deceiving the tiger by pretending to be a pig... and duping me! I never thought that after all these years of fighting against Yan, I'd end up being deceived by Yan!"

  Hai Long let out a cold snort. Ever since he started cultivating, his heart had been under pressure. The feeling that any ordinary cultivator was stronger than him made him extremely uncomfortable. Now, with the help of various opportunities, an enemy who was much stronger than himself lay defeated before him, and the sense of relief in his heart couldn't be described in words.

  As he approached Mo Gui, he said, "What's right or wrong? What's moral or not? I don't care about any of that. As long as it allows me to make my enemies surrender at my feet, that's all that matters. I may be despicable, but if I wasn't, I would have died at your hands a long time ago, you old turtle.

  You said something earlier, didn't you? You wanted to cut off my limbs? Ha! As a disciple of the Righteous Path, I would never do such a thing." With a burst of strength, he kicked Mo Gui's leg, causing him to let out a pained cry. The uncontrolled energy within his body surged even more violently, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

  "Little, little... son, let's make a deal... how about it? Today, you spare my life and I will never pursue your actions today. As the majestic Demon Lord, I always keep my word." He saw that the Sea Dragon's words had softened, and suddenly a glimmer of hope for survival rose in his heart.

  "Let you off? Do you think that's realistic? The fairy sister once said, to eradicate evil, I must be thorough. Why should I let you off? Alright, I did say I wouldn't cripple your five limbs, but I only need to cripple one limb. You old glass, go die!" As he spoke, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked it towards Mo Gui's groin with great force.

  "Ah——" Maguire's seven orifices simultaneously spewed out fresh blood in the midst of intense pain. Although Hailong's cultivation was not high, this one kick that was full of force had also crushed his root of life, which had harmed countless women. He could no longer afford to block the flow of energy within his body, and Maguire's entire body began to convulse violently in agony.

  Hailong, after all, was facing an enemy for the first time. Looking at Moqi's gruesome appearance with seven orifices bleeding, he slightly furrowed his brow, and his heart rate suddenly accelerated a lot. "Damn it, you old devil, go die." In order not to see Moqi again, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and channeled all his magic power into his hand. The red blood Bagua instantly radiated a brilliant light, and a spiral-shaped red light beam with a diameter of nearly one foot suddenly shot towards Moqi's chest, which had no defensive power left.

  A blood light burst forth, and a huge blood hole was blasted out of Mo Qi's chest. His body was shaken out for at least ten meters.

  The sea dragon opened its eyes and looked at Mo Qi, only to see that his pair of fierce and flashing eyes had lost their luster, turning into a dull grayish-white color. Fresh blood stained the yellow earth on the ground, and internal organs were constantly flowing out from the terrifying large hole in his chest. His lips kept trembling, and his lifeless eyes were filled with resentment.

  Hai Long felt a surge in his stomach and could no longer hold back, suddenly vomiting violently.

  Although the Sea Dragon's Blood Eight Trigrams had thoroughly extinguished Maguire's hope, the large hole in his chest became an outlet for Xiao Tie to input mixed energy into his body. Before he died, Maguire finally regained a bit of mobility. Almost without hesitation, he suddenly bit off his own tongue. A large purple-black light suddenly burst forth.

  Hailong had just swallowed the fish meat in his stomach when he discovered Moqi's transformation. Looking at that ghostly appearance, he immediately retreated backwards. Moqi's body floated upright, with an extremely resentful voice seeming to come from the horizon, "You little brat, wait for me, after I resurrect through borrowing a corpse, I will definitely make you taste the greatest suffering in the world. Tianmo dissolution, explode——"

  "Boom——" The body floating in mid-air suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood, countless blood drops rushing towards the Sea Dragon's shield. Unfortunately, Mo Qi had no magic power left at this time, and the surging blood was blocked by the blue light emitted from the Star Blue Armor. A black-purple sphere flew up quickly surrounded by several strange objects, flying away to the distance. The effect of Tianmo's dissolution and Zhengdao's Bingjie was almost the same. In a desperate situation, in order to prevent being beaten into shapelessness by the Sea Dragon, Mo Qi chose this method resolutely. His cultivation was indeed powerful, even in such a situation, he could still use his Yuanshen to absorb several of his most powerful magical artifacts around his body.

  Hai Long's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the scene where Piaoyue Dao Zun destroyed the three-eyed demon. He hurriedly waved his hand and used the Blood Eight Trigrams to emit a red glow that struck Ma Kui's primordial spirit. The power of the Blood Eight Trigrams was limited after all, and although it accurately hit the primordial spirit, it only shattered an unprotected magic instrument. Ma Kui's primordial spirit successfully retreated far away. By Hai Long's ear, the voice full of resentment from before Ma Kui self-destructed kept echoing.

  "What a big mistake, letting that old turtle escape. Damn it, killing people is not fun at all, it's simply disgusting. Just kill and be done with it, after all, Shi Water said that eliminating evil is doing good, I haven't done anything wrong. No way, I have to hurry up and run, otherwise Mo Gui will find a companion and come over, I don't have my small iron stick to protect myself." Thinking of this, Hai Long looked around, identified the direction, and flew off towards the north.

  "Huh." The figure flashed and the sea dragon returned, landing where Maki had fallen earlier. He had been drawn back by something on the ground that looked like a mirror. Crouching down, he found it was something similar to the protective mirror on armor. The silver surface rippled with light, giving off a feeling of full-body comfort.

  Hailong carefully pulled out a small iron rod from his bosom and tentatively touched the mirror. When the iron rod entered the range of the silver light, it made a "ding" sound, and the silver protective mirror actually stuck to it. A warm energy flowed into Hailong's body through the iron rod, and his rapid heartbeat due to killing suddenly calmed down, with a warmth flowing between his chest and abdomen.

  "What is this thing that fell from Mo Qi's body? Could it be a demonic artifact? No, no, if it were a demonic artifact, how could it have such comfortable energy, and Xiao Tie Gun should also reject it. Oh, right, Zhi Shui and Xian Nü sister once said that there was an orthodox artifact on Mo Qi's body, and it should be a good one too. Could this be it? My luck is really too good. Never mind, I'll take it first and ask Guan Qian Shuai later when I return to Lian Yun Sect." With that thought, he grabbed the Hu Xin Jing and stuffed it into his own bosom.

  As soon as the Heart Mirror entered his embrace, Hailong suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. It had actually attached itself to his heart, and a larger, softer energy than before flowed through his meridians towards his entire body. A thread of enlightenment appeared in his mind, and Hailong subconsciously sat down on the ground, his intention driving his spiritual power to move with the energy transmitted from the Heart Mirror, slowly circulating around his meridians.