In a short period of time, all the weak demon souls were emptied, and only a few big demons were left in the demon raising pool.
Cui Xinbi became worried: "Can Senior Brother Leng survive?"
Unfortunately, Bai Mengjin couldn't comfort her, so he could only tell her to watch patiently.
What followed was a more brutal fight than before. The other few strong demon souls were originally victors, but after so many fights and devouring, their natures became even more ferocious.
I don’t know if they thought Leng Qiufeng was more threatening, or if his demon soul was the most fragrant and delicious, so they all attacked him.
As a result, Leng Qiufeng was quickly torn to pieces by them, with wounds everywhere.
"Fairy Bai, can't you help Senior Brother Leng?" Cui Xinbi was anxious.
Bai Mengjin said coldly: "If he can't get through this on his own, he won't be able to overcome the inner demon tribulation. Even if he survives, he will still be a cold and inhuman monster. Do you want him to be like that?"
Cui Xinbi's lips trembled and she finally endured it.
If Leng Qiufeng becomes like that, it would be better to die.
"If he survives the inner demon tribulation, will he be like you?" Ling Bufei asked.
Bai Mengjin glanced over: "Where are you referring to?"
"That is, you are no longer controlled by demonic nature. Apart from practicing demonic skills, you are no different from normal people."
Bai Mengjin asked, "Do you think those faceless people are normal people?"
This question stopped Ling Bufei.
Yang Xiangtian thought for a moment and said, "Forget it? They can calmly think about the pros and cons, and they can also play tricks. They don't have the madness of monsters at all."
Bai Mengjin nodded: "Uncle Yang is right. In fact, demon cultivators who have survived the inner demon tribulation are no different from normal people, but..."
"I don't think it counts." Yuan Songqiao interjected, "If the Faceless Men were normal people, they wouldn't have committed so many murders. Their cultivation methods are different from ordinary people, and killing is common. If cruelty is the norm, then It’s an evil spirit.”
"Will Leng Qiufeng become like this in the future?" Ling Bufei looked over.
Master Wu Nian, Mrs. Zhong and Cui Xinbi all mentioned their hearts. From their standpoint, they certainly hope to save Leng Qiufeng, so that Xuanyan Sect can save a seed.
"People who have been corroded by demonic energy for many years will gradually become extreme and cruel, such as Senior Lu and Master Cui. But everyone has different personalities and situations. Senior Lu has changed the most, and he can almost be said to be on the verge of madness. Master Cui’s influence is very small. It’s his nature to use his disciples to fill up the sacrifice array.”
Bai Mengjin shook his head: "I don't know what kind of cold autumn wind it is."
Everyone understood, and to put it bluntly, they were still betting to see if Leng Qiufeng had this fate.
"Ah——" Above the demon-raising pool, Leng Qiufeng let out a suppressed cry. His body was covered with wounds, and all the demon souls were tearing at him, trying to devour him.
Cui Xinbi couldn't bear to watch anymore: "Senior Brother Leng..."
Master Wu Nian also shook his head: "How could he block so many people by himself? Alas..."
Yang Xiangtian took out the devil-killing bag and was already preparing it.
At this time, an unknown wind blew through the cave, making people feel hairy all over.
Ye Mei suddenly said: "There is something."
Everyone looked over attentively and saw a vague vortex forming in the cave, stirring up the demonic energy and rolling continuously.
Bai Mengjin noticed it and had a strange look on his face: "This is..."
"What?" Others looked over in confusion. They are not demon cultivators, so they can't tell.
"Huh--" This wind blew up the cold autumn wind, causing him to wake up suddenly. The will to survive revived him and he fought back against a demonic soul that was biting him.
"Ah!" He screamed in pain, bursting out with powerful energy, tearing the demon soul apart in one go.
"Look!" Cui Xinbi shouted, "His chest..."
In Leng Qiufeng's demon soul, there was a faint light on his chest. There was thick and deep demonic energy all around, either dirty blood color or heavy black color. However, that light is white, pure and flawless, without any pollution
, out of place in such a place.
Even Bai Mengjin was puzzled: "After staying in the Demon Cultivation Pond for so long, how could there still be..."
"It's a primordial spirit." Yuan Songqiao identified it. "You see, this primordial spirit is wrapped in his demon soul and has not been exposed to the demonic energy outside."
"I know! Senior Sister Lu!" Cui Xinbi said excitedly with a trembling voice, "Senior Brother Leng rescued Senior Sister Lu's soul and kept it well hidden!"
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it. Looking closely, he saw other demon souls grabbing at the white light. Leng Qiufeng tore them back ferociously until he devoured the demon soul, then wrapped the soul back up again and protected it well.
Cui Xinbi had tears in her eyes: "I feel it, it's Senior Sister Lu's soul. Senior Brother Leng, you have to work hard! Whether Senior Sister Lu can be resurrected depends on you..."
Perhaps Leng Qiufeng heard her words, and with a fierce tear, all the demon souls around him were repulsed.
Probably knowing that they could not win, the demon souls retreated together, showing resentful expressions, and the blood in the demon-raising pool rolled more and more violently.
"What is this for?" Ling Bufei had a bad feeling.
He soon knew it, and saw that all the demon souls turned into blood mist, making a sharp scream and wrapping up the cold autumn wind.
"They are demonizing." Bai Mengjin said softly, "They want to completely demonize Leng Qiufeng."
If Leng Qiufeng couldn't stand it, he would become a monster without humanity.
"Ah——" The painful screams became louder and louder, and the cold autumn wind was completely covered by the blood mist. His hands and feet were gradually becoming blurred as they were constantly being eroded.
"Ahhhh..."
Another gust of wind rose from the ground and circled towards him.
In this wind, Leng Qiufeng suddenly grasped his palm and exploded with powerful force, defeating the blood mist.
His hands were exposed first. His soul was originally broken, but now it was being repaired quickly, then his feet, then his body and head...
When his whole body was exposed, his eyes suddenly opened, and all the blood in the demon-raising pool rushed to him with a strong suction force, and the stumps tried to make a home on his body.
"Not good!" Yang Xiangtian's expression changed, and he began to knead the skills. "He is reshaping his body. If he is possessed by these things, he will become a complete monster!"
Bai Mengjin took action first. She raised her hand and waved, and the gray mist arrived in the blink of an eye. Pieces of jade surrounded Leng Qiufeng, and they were quickly attached to the stump of the body.
So, the jade pieces fell on Leng Qiufeng and turned into bones, limbs, and skin...
The bloody stumps came into contact with his new skin and couldn't stick to it at all, so they fell back into the pool.
"Plop! Plop!" The Demon-nurturing Pond turned into a pool of blood again, and gradually stabilized until there were no waves in the pool.
Leng Qiufeng's figure slowly materialized and he opened his eyes.
