Chapter 76: "Demonization" Complete Form

  "You think a few strands of rotten red thread can bind me?" Zhang Kuang said, the muscles on his charred black arms suddenly convulsing wildly. In an instant, the burns he had suffered from charging into the blazing thread array had completely recovered. He clasped his hands together, placing his left hand on the back of his right hand, with his palm facing the red threads in front of him: "Let me try out your few strands of rotten thread, can they withstand a single blow from me?"

  Zhang Feng's palm suddenly darkened, and a black light spot appeared in it, then rapidly expanding.

  A moment later, a pitch-black light shot out, and the air where the black light passed through showed a slight distortion, emitting a soft "whooshing" sound.

  Hei Guang's red line web gently collided with the six elders, without producing any shock or sound, as if his crazy attack was hitting the air. However, the six elders' faces changed, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood, but still no one moved their feet.

  "Good, you have spirit!" Zhang Yan praised, his hands intersecting again. "Then come at me with another strike and try."

  Six elders, however, were in a difficult situation. They weren't holding on just to save face, but the Flame Line Formation was constructed with them as its core, and if any one of them took even half a step back, the entire formation would immediately collapse. The raging power of the Flame Line Formation would then incinerate all six of them in an instant. Therefore, for the sake of their lives, they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

  Fortunately, there was another Dongfang Bát Tiān beside him. Just as Zhang Kuáng was about to strike again, Dongfang Bát Tiān suddenly launched the Tiāndì Qiánkūn Jiǔyáng Formation outside the circle. As soon as the Tiāndì Qiánkūn Jiǔyáng Formation was activated, the sky suddenly darkened, and within a radius of hundreds of meters, it was like nightfall. However, hundreds of meters away, the sun shone brightly, illuminating everything in its radiance.

  Seeing this strange phenomenon, Zhang Feng was also shocked and involuntarily stopped his attack on the six elders. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dongfang Bao Tian flipped his hands over, making a series of dazzling hand seals in front of his chest, forming one after another, while the darkness that shrouded the sky grew even thicker.

  The phoenix on the shoulder of Dongfang Bátian suddenly let out a clear whistle, flapping its wings and soaring into the sky. The movements of Dongfang Bátian's hands also became more intense as the phoenix rose higher. Gradually, one by one, light spots appeared in the darkness, those light spots were from the bright world outside the darkness, and they looked particularly dazzling in this dimness.

  The phoenix-like creature let out a delighted cry, as if it had spotted a delicious feast, and charged towards the incoming light dots. As soon as they made contact, the light dots vanished instantly, as if swallowed by the young phoenix. The bright crimson glow surrounding its body also underwent a transformation, changing from crimson to scarlet, then to green, and finally to a dazzling white.

  At this time, the phoenix was no longer a small bird the size of a fist perched on the shoulder of the Eastern Tyrant, although its body was still that big, but because it was shrouded in a white light group, from afar, it looked like a small sun shining brightly.

  The Eastern Overlord's face was solemn, his hands flipped over and slowly pressed down. The phoenix in the air let out a clear cry and suddenly dived down, looking at where it landed, it was Zhang Wuji who was surrounded by six elders in the middle.

  The phoenix was getting closer and closer to the ground, and it wasn't until then that people realized it wasn't a light ball at all, but a white flame ball. The tongues of fire that kept spitting out during the descent rubbed against the air, making a loud rumbling sound. Although the fireball was still some distance from the ground, the heat wave that came rushing towards them almost made people suffocate, and its high temperature could be seen at a glance.

  Zhang's face changed greatly, his hands clasped together, and he faced the Phoenix that was diving straight down from above. The palm of his hand suddenly darkened, and a black light beam that was several times thicker than before shot out immediately, directly meeting the falling Phoenix.

  A faint humming noise came from the air, and Zhang Feng's black light beam collided with the white flame ball wrapped around Phoenix, but it only made the falling momentum pause for a moment, and on the surface, it didn't seem to have caused any harm.

  Zhang went crazy and drank loudly, his hair stood up completely, black air swirled between his arms, a black light beam as thick as a person's waist shot out again, finally blocking the Phoenix's falling momentum.

  At this time, the ball of flame wrapped around the phoenix was less than five meters away from his head, and the scorching air spread everywhere. Zhang Feng's eyebrows were instantly scorched yellow, and beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead, it was unclear whether it was because he was too exhausted to withstand the phoenix's descent or because of the heat.

  The momentum of the phoenix's descent was finally blocked, and the black light beam shot out by Zhang clashed with it in mid-air. For a moment, the light beam was suppressed slightly, but then it rebounded back up several times, and for a while, neither could gain the upper hand over the other.

  Zhang's face turned iron-green, and he had lost the ease and comfort of the beginning. His feet were deeply buried in the mud, and it was clear that Feng Huang had put tremendous pressure on him.

  But compared to his wretched state, Dongfang Batian and the six elders were not much better off either.

  The full force of Zhang Feng's power was spreading rapidly, repeatedly impacting the intense flame line array laid down by the six elders as a focal point. Unfortunately, they couldn't move and could only grit their teeth to hold on, their internal strength compared to Zhang Feng was not deep to begin with, and it was quickly draining in the confrontation, probably won't be able to hold on for much longer.

  Although Dongfang Bát Tiān was outside the formation of Liè Yán's line array, his current feeling wasn't much better.

  That phoenix was accidentally discovered by his ancestors, and later through the family's secret method, it made this divine beast temporarily merge with humans and be controlled by them. From then on, it became a treasure that only the head of the Murong family could use; otherwise, with his current abilities trying to control this ancient divine beast would be no different from a fool's dream.

  It just so happened that the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Jiuyang Formation, which was borrowed from the Phoenix's power, also frantically absorbed his true yuan at the same time. If he could quickly resolve Zhang Yue, it wouldn't be a big deal, but if they continued to stalemate like this, he might be the first to collapse instead.

  Dongfang Batian's heart was in a state of turmoil, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. As he watched the phoenix in the sky being pushed upwards by Zhang Kuang, he gritted his teeth and rapidly changed various mysterious hand gestures with both hands in front of his chest.

  The face of the Eastern Overlord suddenly turned from green to red, then from red to green, and then back to red again, repeating this process three times. After that, the white flame sphere surrounding the Phoenix in mid-air suddenly surged, expanding by a full circle, and instantly suppressed Zhang Jue's black light once more, with hints of gaining the upper hand.

  But Dongfang Batian was not doing well, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, instantly dyeing the back of an elder in front of him into a crimson red.

  Just now he made a desperate move, using the family's secret method to stimulate his potential and finally increased his power several times, but at the cost of severely injuring his body, and when he returned, he would have to rest for at least a few months.

  Zhang's forehead bulged with blue veins, and the potential unleashed by Dongfang Bati's self-mutilation instantly turned his hard-won advantage into nothing. Now he only felt that the power coming from the fireball on his head was abnormally strong, and if he was hit by that force, even if his ability to move freely was stronger, he would still be reduced to ashes in an instant.

  Zhang went crazy, a green vein suddenly bulged on his forehead, and his interlocking hands pushed upwards. A faint hum immediately came from the air, and an invisible fierce wind spread out in all directions. The grass within tens of meters was instantly withered and turned into flying ash scattered by the wild wind. Looking at the phoenix again, it was also pushed up several meters by his sudden brute force.

  The Eastern Overlord's face changed, and he gritted his teeth, forcing himself to release more of his hidden potential. After spitting out two more mouthfuls of blood, the flame orb in the sky grew even stronger, pressing down once again.

  This time Zhang Yue finally couldn't bear it anymore, his feet which were already deep in the mud gradually sank down, and before he knew it, everything below his waist had been pressed into the ground by an enormous force from the sky.

  Seeing himself gaining the upper hand, a hint of joy flashed across Dongfang Bati's iron-green face. He gritted his teeth and once again activated his hidden potential, planning to take advantage of the situation to launch a final attack and defeat Zhang Kuang.

  The Eastern Overlord's two mouths spewed out blood once again, and the situation changed dramatically. The flame ball in the air expanded by a full fold, while Zhang Feng's face changed drastically. The black light used to resist the Phoenix's descent could no longer hold on, and under the pressure of the flame ball, it collapsed. The flame ball, emitting an astonishing amount of heat, finally plunged down at an extremely alarming speed, with its landing point being exactly where half of Zhang Feng's body was buried in the ground.

  A deafening roar, as if a small nuclear bomb had exploded, shook the earth violently. With the fireball's landing point as its center, the ground rippled outwards in all directions, like throwing a stone into still water, creating a circular wave of earth that spread outwards, emitting a thunderous rumble along the way, burying everything that stood in their path under mud and debris.

  The six elders who had been standing still could no longer hold on, the Flame Line Formation they formed was incredibly powerful, but in the face of the shocking impact force generated by the explosion, it was still unable to withstand a single blow. The six people simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood and were knocked into the sky by the impact force, and the Flame Line Formation also announced its collapse.

  But also thanks to their flight being so high, they were not buried by the scattered earth walls, and the chaotic heat that was scattered when the fierce flame line array collapsed did not burn them into ashes.

  The circular earth wall gradually disappeared into the distance, and the shockwave generated by the explosion also slowly dissipated. At this time, everything here had changed - where the fireball fell, a huge crater with a diameter of about 40 meters and a depth of several tens of meters appeared. Around the crater was a flat ground that had been plowed once by the shockwave, and the original lush green lawn had long since disappeared.

  In the eyes of I and Wú Chén Zǐ, on the vast grassland, a yellowish-brown circular area with a diameter of nearly one kilometer appeared, that was the range where the explosion shockwave wreaked havoc.

  The six elders fell heavily to the ground, fortunately the ground that had just been ravaged by the shockwave was quite soft, and the few of them only let out a few miserable cries, but did not fall to pieces.

  And not far from them, the Eastern Overlord also sat down weakly. It was still a bit difficult for him to control the Phoenix through his secret technique, let alone that he had used the self-mutilation method to stimulate his potential three times in a row, so his current injuries were no lighter than those of the six elders.

  "These guys, they still have some tricks up their sleeves." Yīn chù de gāo kōng zhōng, wú chén zǐ xiǎo shēng shuō dào. Xià bian de zhàn dòu zhème jī liè, kàn dé tā de shǒu yě kāi shǐ fā yǎng le, zhēn hèn bù dé chōng xià lái dà dǎ yī chǎng.

  "Hmm, this isn't anything much, but they can borrow the power of the phoenix to mobilize the heavenly and earthly yuanqi, which surprises me a bit." I said slowly.

  What is called cultivation, in fact, is just about how to enhance one's own power. However, no matter how long the cultivation time is, one's own power can hardly be compared with the vast power between heaven and earth. Therefore, some deeper cultivators cultivate how to mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth, so as to make it available for their own use.

  Of course, those who can achieve this are basically high-level cultivators who have transcended life and death. Ordinary cultivators like Dongfang Batian do not possess such power. Therefore, when I saw that their Tian Di Qian Kun Jiu Yang formation could actually mobilize a small amount of heavenly energy, I was surprised.

  "But is Zhang Yue just going to die like this?" Wú Chénzi asked worriedly, "We did promise Tingting that we would bring him back safely."

  "Don't worry, the demonized person won't die that easily. I've already sensed his power fluctuations, but he seems to have been severely injured. After all, the primordial energy of heaven and earth isn't something that can be endured so easily." Compared to Wú Chén Zǐ, I have a lot more confidence in the demonized person's cockroach-like vitality.

  It seemed to verify what I said, a pile of mud in the giant pit suddenly stirred, and a charred person slowly crawled out, who was Zhang Fren, who had narrowly escaped death.

  Zhang Feng crawled out of the deep pit, which was only a few meters deep. This task, which he could normally accomplish with ease, now seemed so difficult for him. He felt as if his entire body was about to break apart, and there was a scorching power inside him that was clashing with his own strength, leaving him feeling weak all over. Even lifting his fingers was a struggle.

  Zhang Feng finally managed to crawl out of the giant pit, and immediately lay down on the ground with no strength left. However, he caught a glimpse of Dongfang Basitian slowly getting up from the corner of his eye. "I'm done for!" He tried to get up, but unfortunately found that he couldn't even move a finger, and could only stare blankly as Dongfang Basitian approached him.

  "Haha, I have to admit, you're indeed very strong. In a one-on-one fight, I'm absolutely no match for you. You truly deserve the title of 'Entranced Person'."

  Dongfang Ba Tian walked over with difficulty, the phoenix on his shoulder also looking limp and severely injured.

  "However, in the end, it's still me who wins. With just one more gentle strike from me, I'll have avenged my son."

  "My god! It's just killing someone, what's the big deal?" Zhang Feng said nonchalantly as he lay on the ground. "Besides, your son isn't a good person either, killing him would be doing the people a favor."

  Regarding everything that has happened recently, Zhang Feng is also very confused. He only knows that since he grasped the ball of darkness according to the words of the black-clothed man, he became dizzy and felt as if he was in a dream, clearly able to see the scenery around him but unable to control his own body. It wasn't until he was struck by a white light on that abandoned construction site that he regained some control over his body.

  Of course, confusion is still confusing, but for these old men who came to find trouble in front of him, he didn't mind killing a few more.

  Zhang Feng still hasn't realized how much he has changed, possessing the power of a demon and brutality, yet maintaining human sanity. His current state is quite bizarre, and even if that black-robed person from before were to come, they might not be able to explain it.

  "Bullshit! My son may be no good, but he doesn't deserve to die, let alone by your hand!" Dongfang Bátian cursed angrily, "Today I will definitely kill you to offer sacrifice to my poor child!"

  As he spoke, he raised his hands and instantly conjured a flame in the palm of his hand. With a ferocious smile, he said: "I've heard that people who have entered demonic possession have extremely strong self-destructive abilities. Let me slowly burn you to death!"

  Watching Dongfang Baitian approach step by step, Wuchengzi couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Ao Tian big brother, should we make our move now? We can't let him really kill Zhang Kuang."

  I'm also a bit puzzled, that mysterious person who followed us all the way and caught Tingting, then hid in the slanted direction of me and Wuchengzi, but didn't take any action for a long time. Could it be that he just came to watch the excitement? However, looking at him catching Tingting and not taking any action for half a day, it seems like he doesn't have malicious intentions, so I'm not in a hurry to rescue her either.

  "Let's get started." I took a deep breath and said to Wú Chén Zǐ.

  Just then, a sudden change occurred - the mysterious person hiding in our oblique square suddenly approached, came to a place not far from Dongfang Bátian, and then scattered the stealth technique on Tingting's body, and pushed her towards Dongfang Bátian.

  "Who's there?" Dongfang Bátian suddenly saw a figure rushing towards him, and instinctively turned his head to shout loudly. The flames that had just gathered in his hand also attacked the approaching figure.

  "Damn it!" I cursed under my breath, although in his eyes this attack was nothing, but Tingting, who flew towards the flames, couldn't withstand them. In a moment of urgency, I didn't care about exposing myself anymore, and with a light flick of my finger, I finally managed to cast a defensive spell on Tingting just before she collided with that ball of fire.

  A loud rumble, the flames accurately hit Tingting, a large cluster of flames suddenly burst open, and the high-temperature airflow ravaged in all directions. The faint white light shield on Tingting's body flickered a few times before finally dimming down to disappear. Without protection, Tingting let out a muffled groan and was knocked several meters away by the impact of the explosion.

  I reached out to hold back Wu Chenzi, who was about to rush forward. The true energy inside my body rapidly circulated, instantly suppressing my cultivation to the level of Dou Zhuan period. At the same time, I sent a strand of my own yuanqi into Wu Chenzi's body, disguising him in the same way. In this way, to outsiders, we now appeared as two ordinary human cultivators with only Dou Zhuan period cultivation.

  Just as they finished, a cold divine sense swept over them, apparently the mysterious person lurking on the side had discovered their presence.

  I pretended to be completely unaware that someone was spying on me, carefully gathering my divine sense and power. After a moment, the cold divine sense withdrew, and I finally let out a sigh of relief.

  I reckon Tingting's injury isn't that serious, Dongfang Batian's attack power wasn't particularly great, and besides, the defensive spell array I cast helped to block it a bit. So when I saw Tingting just turn pale, I didn't go forward, but instead was very curious about what intentions this mysterious person hiding in the corner had.

  Unlike my calmness, the injured Dongfang Baotian seemed a bit at a loss, no matter how unreasonable and protective he was, he was still the master of a decent family, unless attacked, cultivators were not allowed to attack ordinary people, this rule of the cultivation world he was still clear about.

  Seeing Tingting being accidentally injured by himself, Dongfang Batian panicked and hastily went forward to check her injury, the six elders who had just come to their senses also supported each other and rushed over, several old men surrounded Tingting in a flurry of activity.

  "Household master, this little girl just fainted and should be fine." One of the six elders spoke up after they checked her out.

  "It's all right as long as nothing serious happens, it's all right as long as nothing serious happens." Dongfang Batian said repeatedly, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

  If a cultivator attacks an ordinary person without being threatened and causes serious injury or death, although they will not be subject to any sanctions, it is a great scandal in the cultivation world.

  Dongfang Bati is the head of the Dongfang family. If such a thing happened to him, it would be the entire Dongfang family that would suffer damage to their reputation. This is something that Dongfang Bati, who has always taken it upon himself to maintain his family's dignity, cannot accept. That's why he is so tense about Tingting's injury.

  Several elders gathered around Tingting, they all practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill, so they were very familiar with the harm caused by Dongfang Bát Tiān. They immediately took out the wound medicine that they carried with them to detoxify and gave it to Tingting to take.

  The Dongfang family's treatment for burns was very effective, and after Tingting took the medicine, her complexion gradually improved.

  Seeing that she hadn't been seriously hurt, Dongfang Bátian finally let out a sigh of relief and was about to turn around to look at Zhang Kuáng when he suddenly heard an angry roar from behind him.

  The Eastern Overlord suddenly unleashed a powerful sonic wave, catching everyone off guard. The six elders surrounding Tingting stumbled and fell to the ground, while she herself felt her blood churning and her chest tightening with nausea, causing her to dry heave uncontrollably.

  Dongfang Bátian hastily turned around, his heart filled with extreme shock. The massive roar behind him was actually able to cause harm just by its sound alone; could it be that another dangerous demon had arrived?

  Turning back, Dongfang Bátian suddenly discovered that the person who had just let out a furious roar behind him was none other than Zhang Kuang, who had been lying motionless on the ground just a moment before.

  At this moment, he held his head in both hands, with blue veins bursting on his face like small earthworms, his expression was extremely painful. Dongfang Bátian was still in astonishment when Zhang Feng let out another furious roar, causing his blood to churn again.

  In the midst of the roar, Zhang Feng's body suddenly emitted a crispy sound like stir-fried beans, and then his figure violently elongated, with his clothes bursting into shreds and falling to the ground.

  At this time, Zhang Feng's height had grown to about two meters, with earthworm-like green veins all over his bare body, twisting frantically under his skin, looking incredibly eerie.

  Dongfang Ba Tian and the six elders were stunned, unsure why he had suddenly changed like this.

  Gradually, Zhang Feng's muscles bulged slowly, and his skin color also deepened, as if he was wearing a suit of armor. Suddenly, five small flesh sacs bulged out at an extremely fast speed on the vertebrae of his back, and in Zhang Feng's painful roar, five snow-white bony spines pierced through the flesh sacs and pointed towards the sky with a slight curvature.

  The air around Zhang Feng began to flow slowly, and the flow of air gradually became more intense. After a moment, the air surrounding his body had become a high-speed whirlwind.

  Dongfang Batian and others were blown off balance, and could only retreat step by step while holding onto Tingting.

  The mud on the ground was rolled up by the whirlwind, rotating with the whirlwind, and gradually, Zhang Feng's figure was covered in the yellowish-brown whirlwind. Small clods of earth mixed with the wind, blowing against people's faces, causing a dull ache.

  Dongfang Bubai took this opportunity to treat the injuries of himself and the six elders. Although he didn't know why Zhang Wuji had changed, his relationship with him was still hostile, and as long as he wasn't dead, no matter what form he took, they wouldn't sit down and have tea together. Dongfang Bubai was quite clear about this, so he would take advantage of the present to cure as much of his injuries as possible and increase his chances of survival.

  "Brother Ao Tian, what's going on?" Wú Chén Zǐ asked with his eyes slightly closed. Due to his cultivation being suppressed by my yuanqi, he couldn't see clearly what was happening inside the whirlwind, only knowing that Zhang Kuáng's power was wildly surging upwards.

  "You're lucky." I patted his shoulder and said: "To be able to see the rare process of a possessed person evolving into a complete being."

  "Is that the complete body?" Wú Chénzi was shocked, his mouth agape. "Then what will he turn into? A monster? Or still a human form?"

  "I don't know about that," I said, "demons are born from the yin energy of heaven and earth, they don't have a fixed form. The appearance of the person possessed by them after evolving into a complete body also varies from person to person, no one can predict what he will become before he comes out." But in my heart, I was worried. Once the demon-possessed person evolves into a complete body, it means completely losing humanity, and even using the Xiangxin Mantra would be ineffective. What should Tingting do then?

  Wú chén zǐ zhèng yào shuō huà, yī gǔ qiáng dà de, chōng mǎn sǐ wáng fǔ xiǔ gǎn jué de qì xī tū rán mí màn kāi lái, zhěng gè tiān dì jiān dōu jìng le xià lái, pō huàn yí qiè shēng wù dōu zài zhè gǔ qì xī xià zhàn lì.

  Dongfang Baotian, who was in the midst of healing his injuries, and six elders were the first to be affected. Their hearts skipped a beat as they spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Not only did their injuries not improve, but they actually worsened by a few degrees.

  I, who had been suppressing my power, and Mudou also felt unwell. This breath filled with the feeling of death and decay seemed to affect people's minds, making them feel dizzy and lethargic, as if they only felt that the world was so big but devoid of interest. If it weren't for the two being resolute, who knows, maybe they would have immediately gone to find a place to end their lives.

  With a loud crash, the yellowish whirlwind suddenly exploded into powder, and the mud flying in the whirlwind whizzed towards all directions. Fortunately, everyone had cast defensive spells on themselves in time, so no one was hit by these clods of earth.

  The dust gradually dispersed, and a figure slowly emerged...