Chapter 0924 Trial

The last time Mu Xingqiu performed the teleportation technique in front of Kun Dun, he felt a heavy obstruction in front of him, as if even time had stopped. Now the same feeling occurred again. He activated three inner pills and stimulated all his strength, trying to break through the shackles again, but this time he changed from escaping to attacking.

It was like walking in a muddy swamp. Every step was extremely difficult, but Mu Xingqiu was familiar with the situation and knew that he only needed to take the most critical steps to step on solid land.

He succeeded. His figure disappeared above the city wall. There was no obstacle in front of him. His thoughts were all focused on the Taoist Tower. In the next moment, he would appear in the tower, only one door away from Kun Dun.

But his adventure failed. He had performed the teleportation technique many times in critical situations, and finally fulfilled the Taoist warning: Don't teleport easily when the magic environment is too complicated. You never know what you will run into next.

Mu Xingqiu bumped into a giant hand. Like most of Kun Dun's spells, this hand was invisible and colorless. It stretched out in the air about ten feet away from the Daotong Tower and grabbed the attacker.

After performing teleportation, one must adjust his breath several times. The time is very short. For a normal person to breathe once, Mu Xingqiu's magic power can circulate in the meridians for at least ten cycles. However, this pause is fatal to the battle. The demon seed vine in his hand has no time to react. The opportunity is fleeting. Even if the demon seed is divided into 100,000, it cannot dismantle Kun Dun's giant hand.

The spells blooming in the sky above the Imperial Capital withered one by one, like an absurd dream: the colors are so gorgeous and the sounds are so harsh, but once the dreamer wakes up, he cannot remember any details.

There is only one benefit. The panic in the dream has also subsided. Nearly one million humans in and outside the Imperial Capital have come out of their simple hiding places again. Looking up, the practitioners who were forced to fall to the ground quickly rose into the sky, redefining the difference between the strong and the weak.

"The incense is finished."

This was the first thing that everyone noticed. The last wisp of smoke and ashes were disappearing quickly in the sky, which meant that the fight was over. Compared with the previous illusion fight that lasted for three days and three nights, today's fight was as fast as a blink of an eye.

But that dreamlike fight scene has been deeply engraved in everyone's mind. No one can remember the details, but everyone has countless wonderful sentences in their hearts to describe their feelings and the whole fight process. They are ready to discuss it.

There is only one thing missing. People need to know the result of the fight. Only this thing is not controversial or refutable. It must be clear and unambiguous. Losing is losing, winning is winning.

No one can see the giant magic hand sent by Kun Dun. They can only see Mu Xingqiu who stopped ten feet away from the Daotong Tower. He floated there, holding a rattan stick in his hand, and his body was motionless, as if he had suddenly lost the interest in fighting.

The imperial capital was quiet. People looked at the Daotong Tower and Mu Xingqiu from all angles, making all kinds of judgments in their hearts.

With a loud bang, a strange old man in purple appeared in the air, a hundred steps away from the Daotong Tower and Mu Xingqiu. No one is more suitable than Yi Shijun to announce the result of the battle.

"Mu Xingqiu, you lost, and you lost miserably. Even with the help of the demon species, you are not the opponent of the ancestor." Yi Shijun, who had just declared war on Kun Dun a few days ago, now showed a bit of flattery, because he was too close to the Daotong Tower, so close that his heart trembled, "Give me back the magic soul bead, it is I lent it to you, remember? We agreed..."

Cheers suddenly sounded from all directions at the same time like a storm. The battle was over and the ancestor won. Although this was expected by everyone, it meant the end of a crisis after all. The glory of magic will be restored in the imperial capital, mortals can live in the ubiquitous joy again, and practitioners can concentrate on practicing.

This is a cheer for the end of the nightmare.

Mu Xingqiu wanted to tell Yi Shijun that the Demon Soul Orb was still with Mu Dong'er, and he also wanted to tell all humans that beautiful dreams do not last long. Kun Dun generously shared his magic with humans in order to find the whereabouts of the Demon Soul. At most twelve years, or even earlier, when Kun Dun completely eliminated the Demon Soul and the Demon Seed, he would reveal his true face.

But he no longer had the ability to speak. Everything about him, from his body to his memories, was tightly held in Kun Dun's hands. Yi Shijun was right. Mu Xingqiu was defeated and even more miserable than Zuo Liuying.

And these words did not make much sense. Yi Shijun would find Mu Dong'er sooner or later. As for Kun Dun's true face, Mu Xingqiu could not produce any evidence worth mentioning.

A Taoist priest flew out directly from the seventh floor of the tower. Yi Shijun turned around and wanted to run, but stopped after flying a few dozen steps. He knew very well that if Kun Dun really took action, it would be useless even if he teleported hundreds of miles away.

"Star Mountain Grandmaster Zhao Chuye." A casual cultivator recognized this Taoist priest.

"Master Zhao is also the chief law enforcer of the Discipline Department. Mu Xingqiu will be sent to the Demon Cave!"

The audience was a little excited. The Demon Cave is where the Taoist sect imprisoned Taoist priests with serious crimes. This punishment is rarely carried out in front of outsiders.

Zhao Chuye has a long and square face, with a beard hanging down to his chest. His expression is stern. The word "discipline" seems to be printed on his face.

"Mu Xingqiu, do you admit that you are possessed by a demon?" Zhao Chuye stopped more than ten steps away from Mu Xingqiu, slightly higher than him. His voice was not loud, but it was heard very far away, intending for everyone to hear it.

This is a trial facing mortals.

Mu Xingqiu can speak, but he has nothing to say, so he just shakes his head.

Lord Yishi has more than 300 souls. Whenever the main soul hesitates, certain souls will emerge to take the lead. At this moment, Lord Yishi is in such a state. He is afraid of Kun Chaos and wants to escape to One hundred thousand miles away, he was reluctant to leave because of the Demonic Soul Bead, but the soul that appeared this time was a serious guy.

"Go find Mu Dong'er." Mu Xingqiu said.

"Still there with him? No wonder you don't use it when fighting..." Mr. Yishi smiled and flew backwards, "Boss, Patriarch, I wonder if you have noticed that there is a group of strange residents in Yelin Town, Xijie Country, who just left the village a few days ago. Those who come out of the country, your thirty-three moves are ineffective against them. Not only that, these residents can also affect other people. Look, the little spell you placed in my Niwan Palace has been removed. Needless to say, you. I can also guess that this must mean something. As for what it is... Haha, you and I may have the same guess, so please give me some time and let me find out. It’s not appropriate, and it’s a bit dangerous. I was too excited before and said something outrageous, but the founder probably wouldn’t care. Oops…”

Mr. Yishi was like a top that had been whipped, tumbling and flying out. His voice came from far away, "Thank you, Patriarch, for being merciful and waiting for me to find out the truth..."

The little accident that interfered with the trial was over. Xingshan Grandmaster and Grand Law Enforcer Zhao Chuye continued: "Mu Xingqiu, is the rattan in your hand transformed by a demonic seed?"

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu said.

"If you don't admit to being possessed by a demon, are you willing to accept an examination from the Discipline Department?"

Mu Xingqiu glanced at the ground, and all he saw was curiosity, confusion and resentment. Everyone still remembered the brutality of the Battle of Wangshan and the despicable demon species that invaded many practitioners. It was impossible not to ignore the rattan and the people holding the cane. Its Mu Xingqiu is full of resentment.

There was no corresponding resentment in Mu Xingqiu's heart. These were a group of human beings who were blinded by magic and had no chance to choose. Mu Xingqiu himself had stepped from a mortal to the realm of Yue Mang. If he were not stronger, He will also become confused under the influence of spells.

This is still a battle of wits that spreads throughout the world, and Mu Xingqiu is temporarily at a disadvantage.

Only a few eyes are different.

Mu Xingqiu saw Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao, not far from him, floating in the air with a group of practitioners. Their eyes were inquiring, as if they were asking Mu Xingqiu what his next plan was. They still thought that Mu Xingqiu was Being able to survive a desperate situation and launch an unexpected counterattack at the last moment.

Mu Xingqiu really had no way out at this moment. Among the three plans he and Zuo Liuying made, the first one had the lowest chance of success. Mu Xingqiu was just unconvinced and unwilling to surrender.

Now, he is going to implement his second plan, to try to enter the Demon-Breaking Cave.

The first half of this plan will definitely succeed. As for the result after entering, it can only be said to be a slim hope.

"I only accept the inspection from the Taoist patriarch." Mu Xingqiu said.

Zhao Chuye said nothing. After a moment, he stepped aside, and a ball of light slowly flew out from the eighth floor of the Daotong Tower behind him.

The Patriarch Kun Chao came out in person. His spells were simple and silent, but he never hesitated to show off his brilliance when he appeared.

On the ground and in the air, groups of humans, regardless of strength or weakness, all lowered their heads, their hearts filled with reverence for their ancestors. Even Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao were no exception. At this moment, they could not help but stand by their ancestors. , gave up the plan to help Mu Xingqiu.

Zuo Liuying and Zeng Fu were walking halfway when they stopped and turned around, looking into the sky.

This is the only meaningless turn back in Zuo Liuying's life, because he knows what the result will be and knows that the result cannot be changed.

The Patriarch spoke, and his voice was as majestic as thunder, as solemn as a god, as warm as the spring breeze, and as magnanimous as the ocean. It didn't matter what he said. Everyone was lost in this voice and moved to tears. I vaguely feel that there is a more perfect version of myself jumping inside my body, and it will soon pop out to replace my current self.

The Taoist priests also flew out of the tower and surrounded the Patriarch in a circle. Standing among them, Zhang Xiang'er forgot about the conversation she had with Zeng Fu not long ago, and also forgot about the guardian she had been waiting for for many years.

In the entire imperial capital, only Mu Xingqiu saw a different scene - Kun Chao with an angry face, holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other - and heard a different sound.

"The demon soul has transformed part of your soul, allowing you to be the first to discover his awakening. This is your talisman. Mu Xingqiu, you will be able to enter the Demon Pulling Cave as you wish, and explore the so-called 'one-hearted purpose' and 'no intention' I look forward to another chance to fight you, but this is impossible. As a real punishment, you will undergo the most severe torture in the Demon Cave until the only useful soul is left. You want to know what I really think? Then I will tell you: all living beings are useless, they are not qualified to enter the realm of perfection with me."

The vine in Mu Xingqiu's hand disappeared, and a large amount of green light emerged from the top of his head. The Taoist priests around him took out their bronze mirrors to look at it to confirm that it was really a demon seed.

A copper gourd flew out from the ninth floor of the Daotong Tower.