lcionline Chapter 228: Possession (2 in 1, over 4 words)
Chapter 228: Possession (2 in 1, over 4 words)
"How dare you!" All the cultivators present were furious. Gu Jinzhi immediately sent a message to contact other people and asked the disciples of the Xianzong to draw their swords as well.
The demon cultivators attacked without saying a word. For a moment, flames flew everywhere, and the roar of spells colliding and weapons clashing broke the silence around them, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Come with me."
A voice entered Jiang Jinfeng's sea of consciousness. His eyes flickered slightly and his gaze was fixed on the man in black who was standing at the back among the demon cultivators and was covered tightly with masks.
"Catch the leader first. Let's get rid of the leader first!"
With a thought in mind, Jiang Jinfeng shouted loudly and called on several disciples to join him in besieging the other party. The remaining demon cultivators restrained the other cultivators, intentionally or unintentionally leaving opportunities for them to pass through. The man in black also turned around and ran away.
So, Jiang Jinfeng took those disciples and successfully tracked down the other party.
The disciples from other sects arrived at a fast speed. Ye Yingzhou, who was closer, arrived the fastest. He even saw Jiang Jinfeng and the others chasing after them.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang! Don't chase! Beware of an ambush!"
He used his spiritual power and shouted, but watched as Jiang Jinfeng and the others disappeared into the dense forest. He didn't know whether the other party heard him or not.
After the demonic cultivators here were dealt with, everyone dispersed and went in to look for them. The leading disciple took the opportunity to pass the news to his own sect.
Here, Jiang Jinfeng led people to "hunt down" the man in black. They ran all the way to the deep and dense forest. The figure of the man in black disappeared in an instant like a ghost.
Several disciples who followed him looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.
"Brother Jiang, the person is missing. How about we go back?"
"Yeah, it's dangerous for us to be separated from the team. If there is a trap, we won't be able to escape."
Faced with his fellow disciples who tried to dissuade him, Jiang Jinfeng said nothing and just looked around.
The surrounding trees are tall and dense, with intertwined branches and leaves, blocking out the sun and casting eerie shadows.
Several people looked around vigilantly, secretly on guard. However, at this moment, a strong wave of demonic energy suddenly erupted around them.
Many demon cultivators surged out from the darkness like a tide, forming a tight encirclement, with ferocious murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
"Brother Jiang! There's an ambush!"
The disciples cried out in surprise, but before they could react, the demon cultivators launched a fierce attack. The difference in numbers was obvious, and several disciples were engulfed in an instant. Screams rang out one after another, and blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red.
When the last disciple breathed his last breath unwillingly, Jiang Jinfeng, who had been fighting to death, with a vigilant look on his face, retracted his sword, and his originally frowning expression became calm.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really born to be an evil cultivator. You dragged your fellow disciples into this?"
The black-clad man who was being chased earlier slowly walked out from behind and took off his hood. There was a long scar on his right eye that slid across half of his face, and his right arm was empty - it was Zhou Yuan.
Seeing the other party's face full of joking, Jiang Jinfeng frowned impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, Shi Yubai said that he had something for me to do and asked you to come to me, what is it?"
Zhou Yuan's eyes were filled with sarcasm - even the demon cultivators did not dare to fully trust such a person who could betray them without mercy, and they did not think they would give them any important tasks.
This kid spoke in such an aggressive tone right from the start, and he didn't even know the identity of the demon. What a fool! He wasted his Golden Core cultivation. No wonder he was chosen to be sealed.
Good talent, high status, no brains, easy to cajole, wow, a chosen vessel - Zhou Yuan glanced at Jiang Jinfeng inconspicuously and sympathized with him for a second.
"There is something for you to do, and you are the most suitable one - come with me."
Zhou Yuan dismissed several other demon cultivators and took Jiang Jinfeng with him alone to lower his vigilance.
"If you are so reckless and confront them head-on, the sect will probably send down the elders, and you will basically be unable to escape."
He still has the leisure to care about them, but he doesn't even realize that his own troubles have come to an end - Zhou Yuan hid the disdain in his eyes.
"Don't worry about these. Since we dare to do this, we naturally have arrangements here...Does Brother Jiang know something about the seal?
There are three seals in total. One is in the mortal world, where the lower-level demon beasts and demon soldiers of the demon race gather. One is in the demon world, which is the key for the demon race to communicate and infiltrate the outside world. The last one is in the cultivation world, where some demon lords of the demon race are sleeping. "
"Now the seal of the demon world has been broken."
"Yes, but the saying in the cultivation world that the demons will emerge once the three seals are broken is not entirely true. In fact, as long as the seals of the cultivation world and the demon world are broken, the demons will be able to come out.
The seal of the mortal world is not very important. The difference is that when the seal of the mortal world is there, the demon lord cannot show his true body, but as long as they can find a container, there will be no problem. "
The seal was at the bottom of the cliff next to him. The demonic energy was so condensed that it was visible to the naked eye. Zhou Yuan's words echoed in his ears. Jiang Jinfeng felt his hair stand on end and his heart beat violently in his chest. He felt that Zhou Yuan seemed to be hinting at something.
Seeing that Jiang Jinfeng's expression was not right, Zhou Yuan laughed out loud with a calm face.
"Hahahaha, Demon Lord, Demon Lord, naturally the bodies of demon cultivators are more suitable as their vessels. It would be more troublesome for them to specifically pick on immortal cultivators like you who cultivate spiritual energy. When it comes to taking over bodies, the weaker the target, the safer it is."
Jiang Jinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt uncomfortable here, so he suggested leaving.
"Alas, the seal is filled with demonic energy. It is normal for you immortals to feel uncomfortable. The mission assigned to you is here, and you cannot leave."
Zhou Yuan was smiling and standing shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Jinfeng without him noticing.
"Your mission is related to the following."
Jiang Jinfeng looked in the direction Zhou Yuan pointed. There was only dark demonic energy surging below and he could not see anything clearly. He frowned and was about to say something when, at that moment, he was caught off guard, a huge force attacked him from behind. He felt a push from his waist and his body instantly lost balance. Fear and astonishment instantly occupied his eyes.
Zhou Yuan was also a golden elixir, but his cultivation was higher than Jiang Jinfeng's, and he was also more stable, so he naturally could not dodge this attack.
Jiang Jinfeng felt that the space around him seemed to be stagnant, and even the tiny sounds disappeared. The only thing that entered his ears was the last sentence uttered by the other party.
“I said before that the most suitable vessel for the Demon Lord is a demon cultivator, which is correct. But - we are looking for an immortal cultivator.” Zhou Yuan said, revealing a wicked smile before Jiang Jinfeng fell towards him.
Zhou Yuan's attack did not have the force to kill him, so it did not trigger the passive state of Bai Wenche's consciousness on Jiang Jinfeng's body. Jiang Jinfeng was caught off guard and did not crush his consciousness, so he was pushed down.
The seal is surrounded by dense demonic energy, even mixed with evil spirits. Some demon cultivators who enter can easily be affected and lose consciousness, not to mention immortal cultivators.
The numerous demonic energies suppressed the spiritual energy so much that even flying with a sword was impossible in the surrounding area. Instead, one would be easily sucked into the seal. There were already demon lords waiting there, waiting for an opportunity - Jiang Jinfeng would definitely die on this trip.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you still want to see something from my face, haven't you heard the saying that old ginger is witty, you have been well protected in the sect, you look stupid, how can you compare to me who has been through so much?"
Zhou Yuan snorted and waited for a while before finding a way to go down and check to make sure everything was OK.
The wind whistled in his ears, and Jiang Jinfeng's heart beat violently, as if it was about to burst through his chest. Fear was like a pair of cold hands, tightly strangling his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He felt like a fallen leaf, powerless in the wind, and every second of falling seemed like a long torture.
The cliff was very steep, with protruding rocks all over. My body hit the protruding rocks heavily, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout my body. I felt like my stomach was about to be thrown out, and my internal organs seemed to have shifted. My vision also became blurred.
But this collision also slowed down his falling speed slightly. Jiang Jinfeng took the opportunity to reach out and try to grab something, but his fingers scratched the cliff wall. The sharp stone cut his palm and blood gushed out. It was too late.
Fortunately, the distance from the top to the bottom of the cliff was not very high, so there was no problem for the monk's physique. Jiang Jinfeng rolled down from above, his clothes were torn by sharp stones, and blood gushed out from the wound.
The severe pain almost made him faint, but it kept him conscious for the last moment.
After finally stopping, his body lay on the ground like a puddle of mud. He was gasping for breath, and every breath was accompanied by the taste of blood in his mouth and piercing pain in his abdomen. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and although his eyes were full of dark demonic energy, he was somewhat glad that he was still alive.
But at this moment, he was like a ray of light shining through the darkness, or like a weak lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves. Suddenly, a noisy and harsh sound rang in his ears, as if many people were whispering.
Jiang Jinfeng couldn't hear clearly, but he could vaguely feel the malice and madness in the complicated tone.
"Hehehe, this body belongs to me!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came through, carrying with it the excitement of seeing the light of day again.
In an instant, the demonic energy in the seal surged out, like countless cold tentacles, madly drilling into Jiang Jinfeng's body, corroding every inch of his meridians and soul. Jiang Jinfeng screamed in pain, his body shaking violently, as if being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
The suppressed sound of pain echoed in the dead silent space, but no one could hear it. The force was like millions of poisonous insects gnawing at his meridians wantonly, and every inch of his skin and cells seemed to be torn and burned.
He could clearly feel his consciousness, as if it was being tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands and being peeled off inch by inch. The pain was like his soul being torn apart alive, and endless darkness gradually devoured his sanity.
"Boy, you can't escape. Your body will belong to me from now on~"
Even though the Demon Lord's consciousness was greatly weakened by the seal, it gradually gained the upper hand. Jiang Jinfeng's eyes gradually became empty and indifferent, and his body seemed to no longer be under his control.
Gradually, Jiang Jinfeng's body began to twist, his bones made creepy creaking sounds, inky lines appeared on his skin, blood vessels bulged as if bugs were crawling under his skin, and a pair of red horns grew uncontrollably on the tip of his forehead. Only when the last bit of unwillingness in his eyes turned into silence did the strange phenomena on his body gradually fade away and return to its original appearance.
In the Wenxian Sect, in the hall where the disciples' life tablets were kept, several elders looked at the completely broken life tablets with solemn expressions - they were the life tablets of the disciples who had gone to inspect the seal.
Suddenly, the life plate of the disciple on it made a crisp shattering sound. Bai Wenche raised his eyes and was stunned.
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"Has anyone seen Jiang Jinfeng?"
"It seems he is not there."
The people here have already discovered the broken bodies of the disciples of the Wenxian Sect. The methods used by the evil cultivators were cruel. It took them a long time to identify the identities of these disciples one by one. Looking at the bloody ground, everyone has a solemn expression and feels the atmosphere.
"Why can't I see him..."
Several leading disciples looked embarrassed - they were all direct disciples, and if they asked about the problems with the Immortal Sect, they would inevitably be questioned, and it would be considered that they had made a mistake during their inspection.