Mou Qi left in anger.
"Lord Hermos, you?" The Sun God shouted in a bewildered manner.
Hermotian, with three heads and six arms, stood in the center of the Moon Temple with his retracted demon body.
Every one of His faces became hideous and terrifying, making people afraid to approach Him.
His breathing became heavy, demonic fire spewed out of his mouth and nose, and his condition seemed extremely unstable.
“Get out!”
Hermoshen glared at the sun god.
The sun god, realizing something was wrong, turned into a ray of sunlight and flew out of the temple as if he had been pardoned.
"He Motian, what are you doing? Is it necessary to offend Mou Qi for the sake of Han Yi?" Zi Mo was also dumbfounded and felt very puzzled.
He had known this great demon god for a long time and knew that Hermotian was not a reckless person, but Hermotian had clearly done something stupid just now.
"Zi Mo, please go out first. Let me talk to Han Yi and Ying Yue alone."
The other two faces of Hemotian closed their eyes with some difficulty.
With his last look, he pointed outside the hall and panted, "Zi Mo, help me keep an eye on Mou Qi."
"good!"
Zi Mo floated away.
He didn't know the reason, but his friendship with Hermotian was better than that with Mouqi. He believed that Hermotian would give him a reasonable explanation afterwards.
Inside the temple where the three gods left.
He Motian sat down with a bang, his six arms crossed over his chest, constantly changing and forming various complex magic hand seals.
His mighty evil thoughts and soul roamed around in other individuals in various demonic realms, mobilizing more of his power to fight against the will within his body that did not belong to him.
"Master Motian."
"Master Motian."
"Master Motian."
Each of them, in a different demonic realm, gives back the same demonic voice.
He Motian had a splitting headache, and the mark on his hand loosened.
He was forced to press his forehead and temples, holding on with difficulty.
Also in the temple, Han Yi stared blankly at Hermotian in this state, not knowing what was happening.
He had no connection with Hermosin, and he was absolutely sure of this.
But why
Why would the nominal leader of the foreign demons be so tough because he had offended Mouqi
Han Yi couldn't understand.
"Han Yi, when did you get to know Him?" Ying Yue looked at him strangely, complaining, "We are sisters, and you have kept it a secret from me! With He Motian helping you, Mou Qi's problem should have been easy to solve. Why do you keep complaining and feeling sorry for yourself every day?"
He thought that just as the sun god had been pursuing him, Hermoshen also favored Han Yi.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I have only met Him twice, and one of them was in this galaxy!" Han Yi cried out in injustice, saying, "Before today, I have never spoken to Him!"
"Then why did He help you?" Yingyue was confused.
"How should I know?"
The two goddesses were talking in the hall.
However, a soul war was erupting inside Hermotian's body, and he was being poisoned by another ideology, just like how he was eroding the believers in Purgatory with his will in the outer starry sky.
I don’t know how long this went on.
On Hermotian's three faces, six eyes suddenly opened at the same time, and countless of his demon souls in the Moon Temple were howling and roaring.
"My loyalty is to Master Motian."
"I am loyal to Lord Pang Jian!"
"Motian! Pang Jian!"
His mouth was howling, and his demonic soul was howling.
What he was thinking about in his heart was Mo Tian, but what came out of his mouth was Pang Jian.
The two names, Motian and Pang Jian, seemed to be mixed together in the end, making it difficult for him to distinguish them.
"this… "
Yingyue and Hanyi looked at each other.
No matter how hard they tried, they had no idea what strange things had happened in secret. How could the leader of the foreign demon tribe link Motian and Pang Jian together
After a while, He Motian seemed to finally wake up and said in a deep voice: "Han Yi, the Lord of Demon Heaven is in the resurrection stage, and He asked me to protect you."
Without waiting for the two women to speak, He continued, "Recently, the two of you should try not to leave here. As long as it is within my field of vision and perception, if Mu Qi dares to mess around, I can intervene at any time!"
After saying this, the great demon god whose evil soul had been infected also left the Moon Temple.
"Does he know that he just kept mentioning Pang Jian's name?" Han Yi was at a loss.
Yingyue was also confused and said, "He seems to be unable to distinguish the identities of the Lord of Demon Heaven and Pang Jian. One of Pang Jian's bodies fell in the underworld, and the other is still in purgatory. How could He link Pang Jian and Demon Heaven together?"
"I don't know." Han Yi shook his head and thought for a long time. His eyes lit up and he suddenly said, "Yingyue, do you think there is a possibility that Pang Jian is using his power to change He Motian's will and try to control He Motian?"
Yingyue opened her mouth and exclaimed: "You really dare to think so!"
"What if that's the case?" Han Yi said with anticipation, "You see, when I was most helpless, Pang Jian's name appeared again and again."
"Mou Qi, no one should dare to approach the moon now, lest a conflict breaks out with Hermotian."
"I just feel that Pang Jian is helping me secretly!"
Goddess Han Jing's face was filled with a mysterious glow.
…
The fifth realm, the nameless broken land.
Pang Jian, wrapped in the magic robe, had a dull look in his eyes and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and neck.
Through the robe on his body and with the help of the Underworld Soul Sea, he successfully implemented the distortion of Hermoshen's will.
He also left a mark deep in Hemotian's demonic soul.
The existence of this mark made Hermotan believe that the owner of the magic robe, the Lord of Demonic Heaven, had also begun to awaken and revive in Purgatory, and had left his own trace in the mark.
But even with the help of the magic clothes and the real name of Hermotian in his hand, he was almost backfired by Hermotian's will.
—If there were no underworld soul sea.
Because he maintains a connection with his soul sea, he can always keep his soul clear. No matter what evil magic Hemotian uses, his original intention will not be moved at all.
This is the key!
It was also through this secret soul battle that he realized something.
If his understanding of the secret art of the soul could reach a higher dimension, he would be able to use this magic robe and the demon's true name on it to make the demon completely obey him!
Hemotan, Fajie, Luanji, and those middle-level demon gods can all be used by him!
"Pang Jian, I have merged into another me."
In one of the twenty-six demon realms, in the world where the source demon resides, He whispered into the void, "Will you continue to help me so that I can successfully capture all the remaining few?"
In this demonic realm, the Source Demon’s handsome body casts a demonic shadow on the ground behind him.
The demon shadow gradually grew bigger and its momentum was quite alarming.
The skinny demon god, those magic lamps, and the evil souls and evil thoughts inside have been absorbed by the black gold magic sword in the hands of the source demon.
"The world is undergoing tremendous changes, and you need to speed up. I am helping you now, and I hope you can help me in the future." Pang Jian responded with a smile.
"Of course!" said Yuan Mo.
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ps: Lao Ni took his wife and children to the countryside to celebrate the New Year. The update will be unstable during the New Year, and there may be only one chapter. I hope everyone understands~
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