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Chapter 525: Torturous Despair
Chapter 525: Torturous Despair
The Yin Demon Elder's Nascent Soul escaped death by not entering the teleportation array immediately.
"So this is the power of an ancient demonic artifact!"
His Nascent Soul muttered, its eyes flashing with a complex light.
As a demon cultivator, witnessing the might of such an artifact had turned his understanding of power on its head.
However, his face soon turned ashen, and his eyes dimmed.
Even with the combined might of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the Black-robed Demon Lord, and the ancient treasure, the Yin-Yang Sickle, they couldn't withstand a single strike from the Demon Shadow Spear.
His fate was sealed.
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and the Nascent Soul flew towards Cen Zijin.
The power surging from it seemed ready to explode at any moment.
Cen Zijin raised her sword, prepared to strike it down.
But a green flame appeared first, enveloping the Nascent Soul.
Chu Ning had acted, using the Mystical Yin Green Flame.
Sealed within the flame, the Nascent Soul was frozen, unable to move or self-detonate.
However, he could still hear the outside world.
"Zijin, it would be too merciful to just kill this evil old demon."
Hearing this, the sealed Nascent Soul felt a chill, as if it had fallen into an ice cave.
But the next moment, it laughed loudly, "Hahaha! I may perish, but can you escape? The ancient teleportation array is destroyed. You're destined to be trapped and die of old age in this space! Hahaha!! With a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator as my companion, I can take you both to your graves. A fair trade for me! Hahaha!!!"
The Yin Demon Elder's laughter echoed within the flame.
What he didn't see was the playful smile on Chu Ning's face.
"Let's make this old demon taste some torturous despair before he dies."
Chu Ning smiled at Cen Zijin.
He cast a series of hand seals, manipulating the Mystical Yin Green Flame.
The icy power of the flame continued to erode the Nascent Soul's power, but it didn't shatter like the others.
This torture caused the Yin Demon Elder even more pain.
He could only watch as his Nascent Soul weakened and the cold intensified.
Miserable screams escaped from the flame.
"Cen Zijin, if you have the guts, kill me!"
"Are you too scared to take my life because you know that if you do, your Yaochi Palace will cease to exist? Even your last descendant will be buried here with me! Hahaha...Ah!"
After a full incense stick of time, the miserable screams weakened.
The constant drain of power and the pressure from the icy flame left the Nascent Soul unable to speak.
Chu Ning waited for the right moment, then approached the sealed Nascent Soul and gestured.
The flame dispersed, revealing the Yin Demon Elder's Nascent Soul, now deathly pale and weak, bearing no resemblance to its previous state.
Before it could react, Chu Ning sealed it once more.
The Yin Demon Elder could only glare venomously, unable to move a muscle, much less escape or self-detonate.
Chu Ning then took out a black bottle, captured the Nascent Soul, and sealed it inside.
This bottle, obtained from a cultivator of the Demon Path Alliance, was perfect for such a purpose.
Chu Ning smiled at Cen Zijin and Bai Ling, "Let's clean up. It's time to give that old demon some more 'stimulation'."
Cen Zijin took the initiative to store the Yin Demon Elder's corpse in a bag.
"I want to bring this old demon's corpse and Nascent Soul back to Little Yao Mountain. We'll cremate them to comfort the spirits of our fallen sect members."
"Alright!" Chu Ning nodded.
"We'll use the Soul-Searching Technique on this old demon again later and see if the other three sects near Wangshan City participated in the Yinmo Sect's attack on Yaochi Palace in the past."
As Chu Ning spoke, he began collecting various treasures that were scattered everywhere.
The Chaos Fire Lotus and the Shadow Magic Spear had just destroyed the Black-robed Demon Lord with their immense power, but some treasures remained intact.
Among them was the Scythe of Yin and Yang, an ancient treasure of considerable value.
There were also items that had fallen out of storage bags and survived unscathed, undoubtedly valuable as well.
Most of the items on the Yinmo Old Demon's side were also preserved, thanks to Cen Zijin's decision to refrain from using extremely destructive attacks.
Among them, the Yinmo Banner particularly piqued Chu Ning's interest.
With so many yin souls within, feeding them to the Golden Thunder Eagle would undoubtedly enhance its cultivation significantly.
It had been many years since the two eagles advanced to level seven demonic beasts, and consuming a large number of yin souls might even propel them to level eight, achieving a human form.
Chu Ning and Cen Zijin busied themselves with collecting the treasures while Bailling went to the ruins to dismantle the array formation devices they had previously set up.
Soon, they had gathered all the items.
Chu Ning looked at the spot where the teleportation array had been, shaking his head slightly.
"It's a pity that many of the rare array materials for this ancient teleportation matrix were destroyed."
After his brief lament, Chu Ning turned to Bailling and said, "Let's go. Take me and Zijin out of here."
"Master, Sister Cen, follow me," said Bailling, taking the lead.
She walked several hundred meters to the side of the teleportation matrix and stopped at a particular spot.
"There's a dimensional node here," she explained, as a white light emanated from the top of her head, enveloping Chu Ning and Cen Zijin.
In the next moment, the white light flashed, and they had left the small world.
Ever since Bailling advanced to level eight, she had been able to bring three people in and out of various restrictions and small spatial barriers.
The Yinmo Old Demon, of course, had no idea about this ability, which explained his schadenfreude upon witnessing the destruction of the ancient teleportation matrix.
As soon as they exited the small world, Chu Ning and Cen Zijin's spiritual senses immediately locked onto some Yinmo Sect cultivators on the outskirts of Black Stone Island.
In the next instant, the two of them and their beasts flew around Black Stone Island, swiftly eliminating all the cultivators guarding the periphery.
After ensuring that there were no other cultivators nearby, Chu Ning reached into his storage bag, retrieved a black bottle, and released the Yinmo Old Demon's Nascent Soul after unsealing it.
The old demon's Nascent Soul still looked weak, and his eyes glinted with resentment as he glared at Chu Ning and Cen Zijin. He couldn't help but speak with a mix of pride and sarcasm, "So, you've released me, Old Ancestor, because you grew bored in that small space and want to torture me again?
But the real torture for you will be what's to come. So what if you're a genius? You'll still end up dying of old age here!
Hahaha!"
Just then, Chu Ning's gentle laughter reached the old demon's ears.
"Yinmo Old Demon, take a good look at where we are," Chu Ning said.
Hearing Chu Ning's words, the Yinmo Old Demon seemed to realize something was amiss. His small eyes darted around, taking in their surroundings.
The smugness and sarcasm on his originally ashen face vanished instantly, replaced by astonishment and, a moment later, confusion and anger. He roared, "Black Stone Island! You've left that small world!
How? How did you get out?
The ancient teleportation matrix? Did you repair it? No, it's impossible for you to have done that in such a short time..."
The Yinmo Old Demon continued to roar incoherently, but his voice grew softer as he sank into a state of despair.
Finally, he lifted his head, his gaze sweeping over Cen Zijin and Chu Ning before settling on the latter.
"Who are you? Which continent are you cultivators from?
How did you help Cen Zijin form her Nascent Soul in just a few years and bring her to this level of cultivation? And how did you acquire so many ancient treasures?
Could it be that you're from the Celestial Eye Continent?"
In the Yinmo Old Demon's impression, only the legendary Celestial Eye Continent could produce such geniuses and treasures.
Hearing this, Chu Ning smiled faintly once more. Suddenly, he thought of something that would make the heinous magic cultivator before him suffer even more.
"It seems you're curious about my origins," Chu Ning said. "Since you're so interested, I might as well tell you. You probably don't know this, but your Yinmo Sect actually had a chance to kill me."
Upon hearing Chu Ning's words, the Yin Demon Elder lifted his head, looking at Chu Ning with confusion evident on his face.
"I originally came from the Green Creek Sect of the Green Summer Mountain Range!"
Just this one sentence from Chu Ning was enough to make the Yin Demon Elder's eyes widen in shock.
"Back then, when you plotted to steal the Wood Spirit Seed, I was a Qi Cultivator from the Green Creek Sect who had entered the Wood Spirit Seed's spirit domain.
During the attack by your Core protectors, I nearly lost my life to a cultivator wielding a ghost banner."
"Impossible!" The Yin Demon Elder exclaimed, his eyes wide as he shook his head vigorously. "It hasn't been more than two centuries since the Wood Spirit Seed's spirit domain appeared. How could you have possibly advanced from the Qi stage to the mid-Core stage in such a short time?
And if the Green Creek Sect had a cultivator like you, how could I not know about it? And how could..."
The Yin Demon Elder paused, and Chu Ning's voice took on an even colder tone.
"...and how could we have suffered humiliation at the hands of your Yin Demon Sect?"
At this moment, Chu Ning couldn't help but recall the terrifying days when he was hunted by the cultivators of the Yin Demon Sect.
He also thought of his companions who had lost their lives, both inside and outside the spirit domain.
Zhuang Yunde, Shang Zhaoxiang... their names flashed through his mind.
A cold smile appeared on his face as he said, "You, the grand sect master, probably never expected that later, when your Core cultivators came to demand the disciples who had obtained the Spirit Rhythm Qi, I was one of them.
However, I escaped from the sect first, so I managed to keep my life."
Hearing Chu Ning's words, the corner of the Yin Demon Elder's mouth twitched involuntarily.
He was starting to believe what Chu Ning was saying. The thought that he could have crushed an ant at any moment back then, but that same ant was now capable of taking his life, made his heart sink.
And what Chu Ning said next caused the Yin Demon Elder's face to twitch even more.
"By the way, your Yin Demon Sect had another opportunity to kill me back then, at Thousand Lakes and Islands.
When your Black Fire Vulture Crow was about to advance, your sect set up the Blood Evil Demon Array to absorb the essence blood of all our Foundation Cultivators.
Fortunately, I managed to escape once again."
"So it was you!!!"
At this moment, the Yin Demon Elder seemed to finally understand Chu Ning's identity.
"It was you who severely injured the Black Fire Vulture Crow with a lightning attribute artifact.
So, you also killed Xia Kui?"
Chu Ning chuckled in response.
"You mean that skinny Core elder who used the ghost banner, right?
Maybe, but I've killed so many of your Yin Demon Sect's disciples that I can't really remember every single one.
However, I do recall that before I formed my core, I killed a bald man who had just advanced to the Core stage."
"You also killed Brother Cao!" The Yin Demon Elder's eyes blazed with fury. "No wonder that after the remnants of the Jade Lake Palace escaped, Brother Cao was also harmed. It was your doing!"
After roaring in anger, the Yin Demon Elder suddenly deflated, his shoulders slumping.
At this moment, even knowing the truth, what could he do?
His Core was already so weakened; what threat could he possibly pose?
The thought that he had so many opportunities to kill Chu Ning in the past, only to end up creating such a formidable enemy for himself, filled the Yin Demon Elder with rage and despair.
He was consumed by hatred.
In his mind, the Yin Demon Elder cursed Xia Kui, who had failed to kill Chu Ning at the Foundation stage, and the bald man with the surname Cao, who had been unable to kill Chu Ning at the Core stage.
He even cursed the Black-robed Demon Lord, who had just met his end at Chu Ning's hands.
"Useless fools! Despite their higher cultivation levels, not one of them could kill him!"
Seeing the agony, conflict, and helplessness on the face of the Yin Demon Elder's Core, both Chu Ning and Cen Zilin wore satisfied expressions.
This kind of mental torment was the true punishment for the Yin Demon Elder.
Of course, Chu Ning wasn't planning to stop there.
After letting the elder suffer for a while, Chu Ning made a series of intricate hand seals, casting several techniques onto the Yin Demon Elder's Core.
"Refine Soul!"
The Yin Demon Elder's face immediately contorted in pain, and he bitterly spat out two words.
But the next moment, his eyes took on a confused, lost look once more.
Simultaneously, Chu Ning's right hand reached out and grabbed towards the elder's head, delving into his soul.
This Refine Soul Search Soul technique inflicted too much negative emotional turmoil on cultivators, so it was more suitable for Chu Ning to perform it instead of Cen Zilin.
After the incense stick burned down, Chu Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief and ended the soul-searching technique.
But then, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "Purple Sun Spirit Flame!"
(End of Chapter)
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