Ling Yungao quickly returned to the palace and waved away the guards.
He was already seriously injured, and he had just received that sneak attack again, so he had to check the injury quickly.
"You are too careless." The devil said dissatisfied, "I have already warned you, but you are still being plotted."
"Shut up!" Ling Yungao was in a bad mood and didn't want to listen to it's lecture at all. "You are really powerful, why don't you take action?"
"..." The devil's tone softened, "Aren't I caring about you? The situation was not very good to begin with, and now an enemy of unknown origin appears inexplicably."
After hearing this, Ling Yungao felt even worse.
It was really raining all night because of the leak in the house. He was having a fight with Ling Bufei when suddenly another girl from the demon world appeared.
"Speaking of which, aren't you the ancestor of the demon world? Why didn't you come forward to subdue the other party just now?"
The devil sighed: "There is no respect for the old and love for the young in our devil world. Now that I am in trouble, I only have this wisp of devil soul left. It would be strange if the other party finds out and doesn't eat me. After all, an ancient devil like me, for They’re here to make up for it!”
It thought ruefully that if it hadn't only had this wisp of demon soul, it wouldn't even be able to seize his body, and it would have taken his body as its own.
Ling Yungao actually knew this truth. He just wasn't happy with the devil's pointing, so he stabbed it, then shut up and adjusted his breath.
The magic power moves slowly, flowing through the meridians, causing waves of pain.
Ling Yungao endured it, and as long as his Dantian was almost repaired, he would seal up all the magic power. He still has a use for this body, he can't just transform it into a demonic body. But not today. His injury is too serious and he needs magic power to repair it. At least his strength will be restored to 70 to 80%.
With this thought in mind, he took another magic pill.
After taking the magic pill, he couldn't help but think of Xing Zhi. Although Qiu Yi Nong is dead, she still has her uses. It is a pity that Xing Zhi was wasted.
But there is no way, who told him to discover his secret. He refined these magic elixirs in a concealed manner, and the various materials were hidden in the offerings of various families. Xing Zhi was clever and discovered the clue.
If he successfully transformed into a demon cultivator that night, he might be able to save his life, and he could continue to use him with confidence. such a pity……
He was thinking casually when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his Dantian. The needle that had been inserted earlier suddenly turned into a powerful lethal force and stabbed into his limbs and bones.
"Ah!" Ling Yungao let out a cry of pain and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The needle turned into a long and thin thread, spreading endlessly, turning upside down in his Dantian, and then extended out from the meridians...
"Crack!" Something cracked.
"Your Dantian!" the demon exclaimed.
Ling Yungao discovered that there was a crack in his Dantian. Soon, the demonic energy sealed up by him spread throughout his body.
These demonic energies swirled through his meridians, invading his bones, blood, and limbs, and spread rapidly.
"Ah!" Ling Yungao screamed again, his eyes quickly turned red, and his whole body was saturated with demonic energy.
"No, if you can't control it anymore, your body will turn into a demon!" the devil shouted.
Of course Ling Yungao knew, but he just couldn't control it... Over the years, he had taken a lot of magic pills in order to quickly improve his cultivation. Normally, he forcibly suppresses the magic power deep in his Dantian to maintain the normal state of his physical body - he is the leader of the Wuji Sect. This identity is both safe and dangerous. He must not let the magic energy leak out, otherwise there are so many gods in the sect. Elder, once discovered, he will die without a burial place.
The demonic energy had been suppressed for a long time and became more violent. Now that it suddenly had a chance to break through, it wreaked havoc in his body.
Under the severe pain, the hesitant voice of the guard disciple came from outside Zixiao Hall: "Sect Master, what's wrong with you?"
Don't let anyone discover it!
Ling Yungao suppressed it tightly and pretended to be calm: "It's okay. I'm healing my wounds. I'll be fine in a while. Just be on your own."
The guarding disciple was obviously relieved and replied: "Yes."
In a short period of time, the demonic energy around Ling Yungao completely turned into demonic liquid, completely covering his body.
wrap.
"It won't work anymore." The devil said sadly, "You can't hold it back anymore."
No, he must hold it down! He cannot give up his identity as the leader of Wuji Sect! He has worked hard for hundreds of years just for this identity. Should he give up like this and escape from the Wuji Sect?
Ling Yungao endured the severe pain, took out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
He had already taken the magic pill just now. Two pills with completely different properties exploded in his body, and pain spread throughout his body. Finally, he groaned and passed out.
It may have been a long time, or it may have been only a moment, before Ling Yungao woke up.
The devil's regretful voice sounded: "Your body has become demonized."
Ling Yungao lowered his head and saw layers of demonic energy escaping from his body. He struggled to stand up and saw his blood-stained pupils in the mirror.
Really demonized.
He couldn't accept it for a moment and fell to the ground.
The Zixiao Palace was full of flying demon liquid. If he hadn't prepared a magic circle in advance to seal it, the demonic energy would have surged into the sky, attracting the mountain guarding formation to attack.
"It's over." Ling Yungao had this thought in his mind.
With his body transformed into a demon, he could no longer hide his identity as a demon cultivator and could no longer be the leader of the Wuji Sect.
For hundreds of years, what he pursued became empty overnight.
What should we do now? As long as he leaves the Zixiao Palace, he will become the enemy of the entire Wuji Sect!
"How about you go!" said the demon soul, "go to Minghe, hide in the Yin Mountains and practice for a hundred and eighty years. Once the demonic energy is stabilized, you can find a way to go to the demonic world."
Go to the devil world? He was not tempted to fall into the devil's realm just to be a bereaved dog!
No, there must be a way...
Ling Yungao thought quickly, and finally had an idea.
"Who said I have to leave? I will not give up the position of leader of the Wuji Sect."
The devil looked at him in surprise as he slowly sat up from the ground: "Do you have a solution?"
"That's the method you thought of." Ling Yungao said, "Get the demon sword, turn it into a demon body, and store the demon energy."
The devil hesitated: "But your body is already..."
"What's this?" Ling Yungao said in an understatement, "I was injured by a magic sword before, and I was attacked by a sneak attack, so the magic energy exploded, causing my body to be infected by the magic energy, causing abnormalities - is this easy to understand, right?"
"this……"
"The most important thing now is to get the magic sword, absorb the excess magic energy from my body, and maintain the appearance. No matter what, I can't look like a demon."
The devil was silent. Although this method is reluctant, it is indeed feasible. As long as Ling Yungao's appearance can be maintained, the Wuji Sect will not do anything to its sect leader casually. After all, the reason for his injury was clearly laid out.
Ling Yungao looked at the sky outside and thought in his mind: "The magic sword..."
