newbobooks Chapter 219 I didn't teach her this.
Chapter 219 I didn't teach her this.
With Ji Song's defeat, the Moonlit Sword Domain surrounding Xue Lan and the inner demon began to gradually disappear. The still surging sword energy in the air vanished like a gentle breeze, leaving only a silvery moon.
Holding the orb of light containing the Demon Core and Demon Soul of Ji Yan, Xue Tong watched as the magnificent scene that had just been before her vanished. After a hazy mist, she heard a faint sword ring.
In the hands of the inner demon, the Su Jun sword, which had just been gleaming with silver light, was rapidly coated with a layer of bluish-red rust at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The inner demon sheathed the Su Jun sword in his sleeve, and the two of them, by the light of the eerie green ghost fire before them, were able to see the scene before them clearly.
The gate that had just been transformed from Ji Yan's enormous mouth had vanished, and what came into view was a small mountain of broken bones.
Behind those shattered bones stood a towering black pillar.
It was exactly the same as the one that Xue Tong and Xue Lan had seen in the Garan Secret Realm.
The little girl's voice was full of doubt: "What exactly is this pillar for? My intuition tells me it's not a good thing."
The inner demon clapped his hands behind her: "This pillar must have been built by that demon god in the Yuanming Realm for his own resurrection."
"Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, so there must be more than just these two pillars."
The girl spread her hands at Xue Tong: "It's fortunate that Ling Yuanzi arranged for Xue Lan to run all over the lower realms for training. Otherwise, if the human race and the demon race launched a full-scale counterattack and the demon god launched a sneak attack from behind, everything would be over."
Xue Tong, still shaken, nodded to her inner demon.
"You just said that we're going to the underworld next."
"Yes, to the underworld. Hold on tight to what you're carrying." The inner demon turned and smiled slightly at Xue Tong. Xue Tong saw a wisp of dim gray smoke appear at the girl's fingertips, instantly enveloping the two of them.
Then Xue Tong felt her body become lighter, like a wisp of crushed dust, slowly drifting into the distance.
In less than a moment, the two arrived at the pitch-black underworld of Golden Valley City.
Upon landing, Xue Tong was greeted by a street teeming with malevolent spirits and vengeful ghosts, their distorted faces pressed right up to her face. Their gaping mouths contained hardly any teeth.
The little girl screamed, "Aa ...
The inner demon raised his hand and slapped the back of her head: "Shut your mouth, or the vengeful spirit will drain your yang energy."
Xue Tong was forced to shut his mouth, staring wide-eyed at the vengeful spirit just inches away, neither daring to move.
"I don't think he needs to absorb my yang energy. I'm terrified."
Hearing Xue Tong's telepathic message, the inner demon sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
"Xue Lan and the others have stirred up a den of vengeful spirits. I can now sense that there is no divine light left in this underworld."
Xue Tong's voice carried a hint of resentment as she raised the ball of light above her head, just as her inner demon had instructed: "Tell me more."
"The City God and judges in this underworld have probably long been corrupted by demonic energy and perished." The inner demon spoke slowly, seeing that Xue Tong was ready, and then raised his hand to remove the gray smoke covering the person.
In an instant, a muffled clap of thunder came from overhead.
Xue Tong's hands trembled slightly, and the little girl timidly said, "I've actually been wanting to ask you, if I'm holding this thing in my hand, will lightning strike me through?"
The inner demon glanced up at the dark sky above. The girl in red waved her sleeve, and several wisps of dark demonic energy flew in all directions of Ghost Street. They floated in mid-air, connecting with each other to form a square cage.
Inside the cage, all the vengeful spirits slowly gathered in Xue Tong's direction.
A bolt of lightning was about to strike from above, and ugly evil spirits were gathering around them.
Xue Tong's hands trembled slightly: "If not, what do you take me for?"
"A central mousetrap, you lunatic..."
Before Xue Tong could finish cursing, a bolt of purple lightning struck down from above without warning.
The lightning bolt, as thick as a baby's forearm, landed precisely on the ball of light in Xue Tong's hand.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Ji Song's shrill scream came from the ball of light in his palm. After the lightning struck the pale blue ball of light, it did not penetrate the ball and fall on Xue Tong as Xue Tong had expected. Instead, it scattered and was attracted by the demonic energy in the four corners, forming a purgatory filled with lightning.
The surrounding evil spirits also let out chilling screams. Under the tearing of lightning, they were like sheets of Xuan paper that were burned to ashes. As their bodies disappeared, the ferocious and resentful expressions on their faces gradually calmed down and became gentle and calm.
Xue Tong looked at the ghosts before her, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes held a hint of melancholy. She telepathically asked her inner demon:
Why would the demons do this?
The inner demon's expression turned somewhat unpleasant upon hearing Xue Tong's question.
The girl in red stood at the other end of Ghost Street, looking at the hellish scene before her, her voice icy cold: "Do you know who you're asking?"
Xue Tong's eyes showed even more desolation, and she looked like a small flower ravaged by a heavy rain.
The inner demon ignored her, because Xue Tong's question was a test of the humanity within him, the demon.
The inner demons will not grieve for these innocent souls turned into vengeful spirits by the demon race.
There was no way to answer Xue Tong's question.
However, every cloud has a silver lining. Xue Lan has arrived, so we can ask her this question.
Through the layers of lightning, the inner demon saw a wet figure climbing up from the bottom of the cliff at the end of the long staircase.
That was Wu Jin. He was seriously injured when he forcibly used his soul technique. After being pulled down into the Yellow Springs by Xue Lan, he was completely soaked.
The Yellow Springs water is extremely yin and cold, and ordinary spells are completely ineffective against it. He was previously being tossed around by Xue Lan like a frozen fish, but now he's being held in Xue Lan's hand like a drowned rat.
Behind the soaking wet Wu Jin, the girl loosened her grip on the young man's collar.
Xue Tong's red dress was completely dry, but the smile on her lips froze the moment she saw the scene before her.
Then the inner demon heard the girl's angry voice: "I don't remember teaching her this."
The inner demon spoke smugly, "I taught him."
As the two were talking, accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder, another bolt of purple lightning struck down from the sky. At this moment, Xue Chongyu also came up from the bottom of the cliff. The girl first glanced at Wu Jin, who was clutching his chest, and then looked at the inner demon, who was a long distance away from the three of them. Their eyes met, both of which were ice-blue.
In just a brief exchange of glances, the girl drew her sword, Ji Jing, and the sharp blade touched the slender neck of the girl beside her.
Wu Jin, who had just recovered his senses, almost choked when he saw the girl's actions.
How tolerant are the powerful beings in the upper realms of repeatedly provoking them by their enemies, especially younger ones?
After a moment of thought, Wu Jin suddenly stood up and grasped the blade of Ji Jing's sword.
The young man smiled bitterly and spoke, his voice trembling: "Miss Chongyu, let's talk this out."
Then he was knocked to the ground by Xue Chongyu's sword.