Chen Ling used some energy from the physical pain to think, and his identity was indeed strange.
After all, people with a weak yin character and a lot of yin energy will usually show up in childhood. It won't be like this for him. Eighteen years old should be the time when yang energy is at its peak, but he goes against the trend and encounters ghosts frequently.
He had thought about this question a long time ago and had asked his master in person.
Zhao Xunchang's original words were: "It's fate."
Man cannot defy fate, so Chen Ling could only accept defeat.
Now I know that there is another hidden secret, and this secret was planted twenty years ago, when he was just born.
"I don't understand what you are saying." Chen Ling's voice was weak and double images appeared in front of his eyes.
He saw Li Daoxuan suddenly put his face in front of him and sniffed the smell on his body hard. The air from his nose sprayed on his skin, which was disgusting.
Chen Ling tried to turn his head away, but was pulled forward by his clothes. "Where do you think you can hide in this state?"
As he spoke, as if bewitched, he went out and sniffed other parts of Chen Ling's body.
Then he showed a disgusting and greedy expression: "The smell on you is too tempting, it's the breath of fresh life."
Chen Ling took advantage of his unpreparedness, mobilized the last bit of strength in his body, and kicked him.
The force did not hurt Li Daoxuan, but the resistance and rejection made him irritable. The black veins on his body became clearer and swollen, and covered the uneven skin.
Without saying a word, he mobilized the Qinggui in his hand to spread out more Yin energy.
Thick black smoke enveloped Chen Ling, invading his body little by little through his pores, gnawing at his internal organs.
He felt as if his body was floating up, but was grabbed by a huge force and dragged back, causing him to feel pain all over.
Li Daoxuan stared fiercely at the young man lying on the ground, curled up in agony: "It's not the right time yet. When the time is right, I will give you a quick death."
Chen Ling's eyes could only be opened a crack, but the look that showed through was stubborn and resolute. He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die yet!
He couldn't bear to leave Jiang Yu, his master, Wu Weiwei, and Yu Heshan's group of well-behaved and obedient spiritual creatures.
He almost gritted his teeth as he quickly recited the Black Killing Curse silently.
The Black Killing Curse invokes the divine power of General Black Evil.
General Heisha, also known as General Heisha, is the Great Marshal Heisha of the Northern Pole. He controls the Three Caves and Five Thunders, the Eight Heavens and Nine Earths, and is invincible. No evil can stop him, and no ghost dares to stop him. He can destroy demons and shake the world.
Chen Ling tried hard to calm himself down and rubbed his fingers hard on the uneven ground, causing the skin on his fingertips to be worn out.
But this little bit of blood was not enough, so he stopped only after all ten of his fingers were worn out. He then drew a black killing symbol on the covered area of his back with the blood from his fingers.
After he made the last stroke, he recited the last spell in a weak voice: "… Anyone who hears my spell will have their heads smashed and shattered into dust. Hurry up and obey the command."
Then he rolled over vigorously, revealing the talisman drawn with his fingertips' blood.
There was a loud bang outside, followed by a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, striking right outside the reception hall of the cemetery. The shock was so terrifying that the two families who were burying their relatives screamed in fear. They did not dare to stay any longer and quickly put down the urns, lowered the tomb cover, and left quickly.
The lightning brought down by the Black Killing Curse was even more powerful than that brought down by the Five Thunder Talisman. It was so powerful that the stairs that were hit were instantly shattered into pieces.
Because of the huge vibration, a crack appeared in the house.
Immediately afterwards, the second bolt of lightning struck.
The purple electric light, carrying a murderous aura, penetrated the roof and struck directly at Li Daoxuan's feet.
"I underestimated you!" As soon as Li Daoxuan moved, the third lightning struck down without warning. The huge evil spirit pierced through his head like a sharp sword.
Li Daoxuan fell to his knees on the ground, his tendons and veins were broken, and his bones were shattered into pieces as if they had been hit with a hammer.
This body is no longer wanted.
Li Daoxuan ordered the fat boss who was hiding nearby: "Send us to the basement!"
The fat boss didn't dare to resist. He knew that to the inner demon, the body was just a shell that allowed him to walk on the ground. He crawled around to avoid the ruins, carried Chen Ling who had exhausted his spiritual energy to draw talismans, and helped Li Daoxuan to the basement.
The basement was empty.
Li Daoxuan pushed away the fat boss's arm and almost crawled to the corner of the wall.
He fumbled around on the wall for a few times and touched a loose brick. He took it out and reached inside to press and push. The floor in the middle of the basement sank and then slid to the left, revealing the soil underneath.
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes wide in ecstasy and crawled over, putting his hands in the soil. Just as he was about to take out the things underneath, the whole house shook violently, dust on the ceiling fell down, and the simple electric light swung greatly from side to side.
He had no intention of dodging, and risking being hit by the fifth lightning bolt, he swung his arm down with force, and his fingertips quickly touched the cold jade object and took it out.
Just as he was about to get up, lightning struck the ceiling of the basement, and his skinless body turned black when touched by the lightning.
Chen Ling only heard a shrill scream, and thick smoke filled the entire space.
When the smoke cleared, he saw that the fat boss was pulled over and used as a shield. Just like the spell, he shattered into dust, leaving only a pile of powder in the shape of a human figure.
Li Daoxuan held a piece of red jade in his hand together with the other three pieces. As the jade pieces collided with each other, making crisp sounds, negative energy, ghost energy and bad luck enveloped him.
His originally broken body had been repaired to some extent. His eyes were as red as blood. When he looked at Chen Ling, the corners of his mouth were grinning, revealing his white teeth.
"Don't worry, just wait a little longer, it will be quick."
Chen Ling bit his cheek, feeling that the person in front of him was becoming more and more abnormal.
If the previous Li Daoxuan still showed some distinct emotions that a living person should have, then the current Li Daoxuan is full of evil spirit. His every move and every word are enough to make people's scalp tingle.
He thought that his ancestors were right.
Only when the four ritual objects are mixed together can Li Daoxuan's soul and inner demons be completely integrated.
And based on his current condition, perhaps only after the fusion is complete, Li Daoxuan will kill him and seize his body.
At this moment, there was movement on the ground again. Chen Ling looked up and saw Jiang Yu in a black robe embroidered with gold appeared above him. His eyes suddenly lit up, but then he thought that Bai Hu was still on the ancestor.
"Don't let him get the white amber!"
Li Daoxuan moved his joints a few times and suddenly rushed forward. With the blessing of the third ritual vessel, his ability was greater than before. It might be easy to deal with ordinary warlocks, but it was hard to say when facing the furious Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu quickly glanced at the young man who was sitting weakly on the ground. The torn clothes and skin hurt his eyes deeply.
A bloody mist spread from his body, and the smell of blood became stronger. He swung his embroidered black robe and a sword appeared in his hand.
The sword is dark black all over, but it glows with a dark red light. This is the sword that Emperor Dongyue used personally to kill thousands of evil spirits after the underworld was in turmoil thousands of years ago and the Ten Kings of Hell were helpless.
Originally it was just an ordinary cast iron sword, but after being stained with countless evil spirits and ghost blood, it became a rare weapon for slaying demons and eliminating evil in the world.
Li Daoxuan also drew out his Seven Star Sword. The sword was wrapped in thick yin energy and was tightly held in his hand. He rushed forward with great anger.
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When the two swords collided, invisible ripples shook the air, and the lush flowers, plants and trees around them disappeared in an instant.
Jiang Yu's goal was to save people, so he did not hesitate to fight. While the opponent was being pushed back by Yu Bo, he supported himself on the ground and jumped into the cellar, then picked up Chen Ling with one hand.
Chen Ling quickly put his fingers behind his back, took a breath, and felt a sharp pain in his lungs.
He even smiled at the man pretending to be relaxed: "I'm fine, I just feel light-headed."
Jiang Yu could tell at a glance that his soul was unstable, and he raised his hand to absorb the Yin Qi in his body. He was very sensitive, and he turned his tense face slightly to the side, let go of the young man, turned around and blocked Li Daoxuan's attack with a sword.
The sound of swords colliding continued. Even though Chen Ling was hiding in a secret corner, he could still feel the powerful aftermath.
"Disciple, this way... come here." A soft call came.
Chen Ling was stunned and looked back into the distance. Zhao Xunchang appeared alone behind a broken wall.
He opened his eyes wide in surprise; he never expected to see his master here.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Zhao Xunchang thought for a moment, then walked over to the wall with his old back bent, grabbed his young apprentice's arm and wanted to take him away.
Chen Ling asked, "Master, why are you here?"
"It's such a big commotion that everyone in the magic world knows about it!" Zhao Xunchang said, "Many people are rushing over here."
Chen Ling would not leave, he wanted to stay, and he always felt that he would be useful if he stayed.
But the prerequisite for this to be useful is that he has to know why Li Daoxuan wanted to take over his body and what this has to do with what happened twenty years ago.
"Master, you are hiding something from me."
"No, no!" Zhao Xunchang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wishing he could escape with his little apprentice on the spot.
Chen Ling didn't move.
Zhao Xunchang stared at him for a long time. After a while, he gave in and compromised: "When you were born, you were a stillborn baby..."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise not far away.
Li Daoxuan was pinned to the ground by Jiang Yu, and his powerful aura smashed a large concave hole into the hard concrete floor.
His eyes were cold, his eye sockets were red because of his emotions, and there was a faint red light under his slender neck that was not completely covered by his robes. The runes on his body were getting hot, and the bloody smell emanating from him was even stronger.
As his eyes changed, Jiang Yu made a ruthless move and moved closer in an instant. The sword tip, which looked rough but was actually capable of killing with just one touch, was hanging on Li Daoxuan's neck.
Li Daoxuan gritted his teeth and held on. The flesh on his arms burst due to the excessive strength, revealing the tangled blood vessels.
He felt no pain at all and tried to repeat the same trick.
But just when Li Daoxuan wanted to suddenly withdraw the soft sword, use his physical body to resist the attack and then take the opportunity to take the white amber from Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu actually gave up the attack and grabbed his arm.
The evil spirit cut through his flesh and severed his hand.
Li Daoxuan covered his severed hand in pain and rolled on the ground, avoiding the oncoming sword, then turned over and jumped up.
He gave up his plan to obtain the white amber, raised his hand and threw it to the ground. The three ritual objects hit the ground at the same time and surprisingly broke in the middle.
Three streams of black mist, like twisting snakes, penetrated into his body.
Jiang Yu did not give him a chance to buffer, he raised his sword and slashed at him, and Li Daoxuan immediately opened his eyes and dodged in embarrassment.
Jiang Yu spread out his five fingers, and the three black mists that were originally trying hard to drill into Li Daoxuan's body instantly changed direction and all drilled into Jiang Yu's body.
"No, no!" Li Daoxuan shouted in fear like a poor man who had lost his life-saving straw.
He rushed forward with sword in hand, but the moment he got close, he was shaken away by the evil spirit from Jiang Yu and fell with a bloody head.
The constant inhalation of black mist made Jiang Yu's murderous aura unprecedentedly powerful. His face was pale, and dark veins rose and fell under his skin, as if he was struggling.
Thunderclouds quickly gathered in the sky and hung right above Jiang Yu’s head!
No one nearby has used the Five Thunder Talisman, and no one has used the Black Killing Curse, so the thunderclouds must have been gathered by God himself!
He broke free from Zhao Xunchang's hand and ran towards Jiang Yu, hugging the man's body, "Stop, stop now!"
Jiang Yu's eyes had turned completely dark red, and the spells on his back that suppressed his evil spirit emitted a hot temperature, which Chen Ling could feel even through his black robe.
Seeing that the man was unaware of anything, Chen Ling made up his mind, grabbed the back of his hand and bit it hard.
With a loud bang, a bright white light flashed in the dark clouds in the sky.
Chen Ling became more and more impatient. Just as he was about to raise his head to bite another place, he suddenly heard Zhao Xunchang's eyes wide open and said, "Be careful!"
Before he could turn around, a strong arm grabbed his back and Li Daoxuan's body was kicked out in an instant. He lay on the ground like a puddle of mud and couldn't get up.
He took a few deep breaths, his heart filled with turmoil.
The inner demon had merged with Li Daoxuan's soul for the most part, and he simply couldn't take his soul out of this body! The body that had brought him convenience in the past had now become a prison that bound him!
A huge white light split the sky, and black and purple lightning fell from the sky and struck Jiang Yu.
The man who seemed to have lost consciousness immediately bent down slightly and used his wide robe to tightly protect the slightly smaller young man.
Chen Ling only felt numb all over. He looked up in panic. The second lightning was chasing him relentlessly, leaving them no chance to escape.
He felt a big hand holding down his head and stuffing his entire body into a safe space formed by a broad chest.
Thunder and lightning came one after another.
Not long after, Chen Ling smelled a burning smell. He opened his eyes and reached out to touch the man's back in panic. It was wet.
The lightning seemed to have its own temper and was getting angry. As Jiang Yu continued to absorb the evil energy released by the ritual vessel, the evil energy in his body continued to grow, and the frequency of lightning strikes became more and more frequent, and the energy released each time was greater than the last.
Chen Ling's nose was filled with the smell of man's blood.
There is a balance between heaven and earth, and Yu Yu himself is a being whose evil spirit cannot be suppressed even by the blood curse. It is not difficult to guess that at this time, God must be punishing him because he has noticed the growing evil spirit in him.
But only Chen Ling knew why Jiang Yu did this.
There are too many evil auras contained in the ritual vessels. Whether these things are inhaled into Li Daoxuan's body or spread to other places, they will be huge hidden dangers.
He couldn't understand why God treated him like this when Jiang Yu was clearly using his body as a container.
Chen Ling was both angry and distressed. He turned around with all his strength and took out the Huang Shen Yue Zhang Seal from his clothes.
With the blood that had not yet dried on his fingers, he quickly drew a lightning-proof talisman on the palm of his hand. As soon as the seal fell, he raised his hand high.
A sharp dull pain suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, spreading down along his fingers, skin, bones and blood vessels. The first pain had not yet ended when another bolt of lightning struck him, tearing the skin off his palm and the talisman he had drawn became broken and lost its effectiveness.
Jiang Yu's brows suddenly frowned, a light flashed in his blood-red eyes, and he tightened his arms, holding the young man tightly again.
Chen Ling was shaking with pain. He pinched his hand tightly and bit his lips to endure it.
"Let me go, I can protect you!" Chen Ling shouted desperately with a trembling voice.
Unfortunately it didn't work.
Jiang Yu is like a piece of wood, a rock, and the meaning of his existence seems to be to protect Chen Ling.
As more and more thunder struck, the dark clouds in the sky gradually began to dissipate, but Chen Ling's heart could no longer be bright. He grabbed the man's sleeve and said over and over again: "Let me go, let me see you, please, I beg you..."
Jiang Yu just held the person in his arms tightly until the thunderclouds completely dissipated.
The sunlight pierced through the thick dark clouds, pouring out a ray of golden light.
Jiang Yu suddenly made some other movements. He loosened his arms a little, lowered his head and looked at the young man with his bloodshot eyes, as if he didn't know him, but also as if he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to take a closer look.
Chen Ling's throat choked with sobs: "Jiang Yu, how are you? Are you in pain?"
Jiang Yu's thin lips twitched a few times, and the redness in his eyes faded a little. His mind, which was almost controlled by the evil spirit, was slowly getting better.
Chen Ling had a bad feeling in his heart. He raised his hand and touched the corner of the man's eye. "Let's go home, back to Yuhe Mountain. Master is here to take us home."
Jiang Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only bloodshot left in his eye sockets.
He nodded and placed a gentle kiss on the young man's forehead, holding his face and said, "Wait until I come back."
Chen Ling's uneasiness was magnified to the extreme. He grabbed the man's clothes tightly and shook his head desperately. He wanted to ask where he was going and when he would be back.
There were so many questions he wanted to ask but hadn't been uttered yet. Jiang Yu's figure became vague and ethereal, like wisps of smoke.
Chen Ling wanted to hold his hand, but he could only reach nothing.
—disappeared, Jiang Yu disappeared before his eyes.
All that was left was a black robe stained with blood and body temperature.