HBWnovel Chapter 841 The Demon Rising (8)
Chapter 841 The Demon Rising (8)
Chapter 841 The Rise of the Demon (Part 8)
Han Yi finished speaking.
The bleak soul of the Night Wanderer instantly swelled and expanded, its surface becoming faintly transparent and ethereal in an instant, with a large amount of magic crystals surging out from within.
All the magic crystals were crystal clear, densely packed together like diamonds, gleaming with a translucent white light, like a volcano about to erupt and burst open, making people's hearts tremble with fear.
Its momentum soars, like bamboo growing, breaking through limits layer by layer, like the endless Tianshan Mountains, the powerful sense of oppression makes it hard to breathe.
Then…...
That was the end of it.
The magic crystals returned along their original paths, disappearing into the body, and the soul also slowly shrank back after a short while. "Come here?" Han Yi tentatively beckoned.
as predicted.
"...?!"
Night Wanderer unconsciously floated up and flew towards Han Yi's palm.
His heart was filled with utter terror and coldness; he had completely lost control of his body…
this…...
"It worked!" Han Yi smiled. "It seems... it's done!"
The power of the bloodline spirit seed to erode the mind was not fully effective on Ye You.
It wasn't completely effective, but it wasn't entirely useless either.
He could sense that the bloodline seed he had left inside Ye You's body had already begun to integrate with the magic crystal core within him. This allowed him to forcibly control Ye You's body.
"Still want to self-destruct?" Han Yi looked at Ye You, who had landed on his palm, and smiled. "Considering that you helped me complete the experiment, I might as well spare your life."
"You...I..." Ye You cried out in anguish, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to speak due to bitterness, his heart filled with sorrow and lamentation.
If you can't even control your own life and death, what's the difference between living like this and continuing to be sealed away?
Even worse.
After all, while they were sealed away, they still had some hope for the future.
So much time has passed.
Originally, Ye You planned to return to his tribe and lead them out of their predicament... but now...
All hope... has vanished... The Demon King represents not only himself, but also the race behind him.
For small tribes, like the Night Tribe to which Night Wanderer belongs, this is a different story.
A demon king represents the limit of a race, and also its hope.
Night Wanderer, the King of the Night Clan, has been away from the Demon Realm for so long; if he cannot return soon…
A race that has lost the Demon King's suppression...
The entire Night Clan may very well have been devoured by other demons, leaving not a trace.
Thinking of this, Ye You could no longer hold back, his eyes rolled back, and he fell down.
"Is this... fainting?"
Han Yi's expression was strange as he picked up the Night Wanderer's Soul from the cauldron and examined it closely. "Even a Demon King... can be overcome with anger? Can even faint?"
He shook his head, finding it somewhat amusing, and continued his research.
There are still many aspects of the experiment that are not yet clear and are not yet perfect; they need to be checked carefully again.
Since the other party's life and death are now in his hands, there's no need for any extreme actions.
"The spirit seed within the Demon King's body... doesn't seem to be permanently effective..." Han Yi put down Night Wanderer and frowned.
The bloodline spirit seed does indeed take root in the core of the soul and merge with it, forcibly controlling its actions.
However, the demonic energy within the Demon King's body is always at a higher level than that of the spirit seed.
It won't be apparent in the short term.
Prolonged scouring will definitely devour and assimilate the spirit seed.
However, Han Yi did not have a permanent solution to this drawback.
This is a difference in the level of power, a qualitative difference.
"The best course of action now... is either to quickly elevate my bloodline level, making my spirit seed comparable to the Demon King's demonic essence... or..."
Han Yi decided to temporarily adopt the second method.
He placed his palm on the soul body, and a large amount of bloodline spirit seeds surged out.
This quantity is roughly equivalent to half the number of spirit seeds within him.
The number has increased.
Han Yi could clearly sense that the speed at which the demonic essence assimilated the spiritual seed had become extremely slow, and it might not be completely absorbed even after tens or hundreds of years.
Moreover, with the influx of more bloodline spirit seeds, every inch of the soul body was covered by dense tentacles, leaving no stone unturned. "Either... replenish a sufficient number of spirit seeds... overwhelm quality with quantity... win by sheer volume..."
Han Yi slowly exhaled, his face slightly pale.
The bloodline spirit seed that enters Yeyou's body is equivalent to being depleted from the outside world.
Even he felt weak after losing half of his bloodline power in such a short time.
"Okay, wake up."
With a thought, Han Yi initiated the Night Tour.
Bang bang bang! ! !
Several consecutive impacts with the cauldron jolted him awake.
Upon waking, Ye You didn't hesitate and quickly rushed off into the distance.
Han Yi didn't even lift his eyelids, making no move whatsoever, just watching. Night Wanderer flew seven or eight meters, then circled around and flew back.
It wasn't that he wanted to come back, but rather that he was forced to return against his will; his body was out of his control and he was being manipulated by others.
“This is the second time,” Han Yi said calmly. “I don’t want… there to be a third time.”
Looking at the terrified Ye You in front of him, he continued to speak.
“Tell me. What you know... all the demonic energy... no, the locations where all the demons are sealed.”
“Okay… Master… Master…” Ye You sighed, resigned to his fate.
You can't refuse to accept your fate.
Having no autonomy over his actions, he had no choice but to follow Han Yi to the bitter end.
Having suppressed his own hidden thoughts, he followed closely behind Han Yi, speaking in a low voice.
……………
Wanhua Palace.
Click click click...
Before everyone's horrified eyes, the two enormous black lion sculptures collapsed with a deafening roar, as if they had been rotting away to the very core for a long time.
boom!
A powerful, invisible wave arose, bringing with it a howling wind.
Caught off guard.
The group was thrown about, scrambling to regain their balance.
Xu Feihong, who had just woken up, was suddenly blown down by the strong wind.
There was a soft thud.
The back of her head made intimate contact with the ground. If Xu Feihong hadn't been in relatively good physical condition, this blow would have almost cost her her life.
*Sizzle...*
At the site of the collapsed stone sculpture, the air rippled violently, like the surface of water.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone at Wanhua Palace.
Suddenly, a long, narrow crack appeared before my eyes.
The crack was only about the thickness of a finger, narrow and dark, and the cold, eerie aura emanating from it sent chills down one's spine.
Chi!
A shadow flashed by, followed by a hand slowly emerging from the crack.
scoff!
Another hand appeared, widening the crack slightly, and gusts of rapid air blew, stinging the skin.
Turn your palms over and bring the backs of your hands together. Grasp the two sides of the crack with your palms facing backwards.
Bang! ! !
The next moment, the crack was torn in two, like a piece of cloth.
boom!
A fierce wind howled, blowing the trees and bushes around the square to pieces. Unsecured or lightly weighed items were lifted from the ground, creating a dust storm.
The people of Wanhua Palace were swept up by the sudden gust of wind and had to cover their eyes with their hands, as the pebbles carried by the wind made it impossible for them to open their eyes.
Snapped.
A foot stepped out from the crack.
call…...
The gale blowing out of the crack trembled for a moment, then quickly subsided, the air stopped moving, and a lot of bits and pieces fell from the sky, making a clattering sound.
“Palace Master Feihong…” The crack gradually closed, and Han Yi’s figure emerged from it, smiling slightly, “It’s kind of you to wait so long and have so many people accompany you.”
He smiled and glanced around.
"Han... Sect Master Han..." Upon seeing Han Yi appear, Xu Feihong panicked and her mind went blank.
She never expected that Han Yi would be able to come out of the secret realm.
That arrangement was personally made by a master from the three main peaks of the Yuanmiao Sect, and it is said that even the most terrifying and powerful demon kings could be suppressed.
However, the opponent easily broke through the seal.
Xu Feihong forced a stiff smile: "It should...it should...as long as the sect leader is satisfied..."
She didn't know what to say, and just subconsciously uttered some polite words. "Satisfied? The Palace Master's generous gift... is naturally very satisfactory..." Han Yi immediately smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished in a flash.
"Sect Master...you...you are magnanimous...we will compensate you...we will apologize and make amends..." Among the group present, only Xu Feihong was able to barely keep up with Han Yi's speed, retreating rapidly to create distance while constantly begging for mercy.
She couldn't finish her sentence before she was unable to say anything more.
Han Yi casually grabbed Xu Feihong's fair neck and easily strangled her.
"Please... let me go..." Xu Feihong pried at Han Yi's arm with both hands, trying to break free of his restraints.
However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, so it was of no use.
"Seeing you... reminds me of someone I used to know. Back then... she was just like you, just as beautiful, just as elegant... even..." A hint of nostalgia appeared in Han Yi's eyes.
May Lo was one of the few women whose abilities he had ever acknowledged.
His intellect, his skills, and his interpersonal relationships are all impeccable.
Like Xu Feihong, they used schemes to frame others, believing they had everything under control and that everything was within their expectations, but the result was...
"Put down the Palace Master!"
Led by Zhang Baiyu, a group of elders from the Wanhua Palace mustered their courage and surrounded them.