Chapter 365: Where is the Old Demon Youquan? Get the Hell Out Here for This Venerable One!

Witnessing the scene before their eyes, the surrounding cultivators could not help but manifest expressions of sheer astonishment.

"To think that the once-celebrated Nanhua Heavenly Maiden would willfully fall into such degradation, degenerating into this state that is neither human nor ghost," a few cultivators murmured in hushed, low tones.

A complex mix of emotions flickered across Liu Ningyun's face as she cried out loudly, "Martial Aunt, turn back!"

"Turn back?" Within those blood-red, vertical slits of eyes, a glimmer of cold, dismissive contempt emerged. "With the likes of you? You dare deem yourselves worthy of calling me back?"

She stared deeply and intently at Daoist Master Xichi. "I did not expect that you, little girl, would have grown to such heights today. You are indeed qualified to witness my most powerful divine ability!"

The demonic energy enveloping her person erupted violently, condensing in the sky above into a massive, hideous demonic visage. This colossal head was seventy percent identical to Shui Xianyun's current appearance, its surface covered in scales, intensely eerie, and carrying a faint trace of the true demonic form.

That utterly malevolent face, even with a mere glance, would strike endless dread into the hearts of any observer.

Daoist Master Xichi's countenance grew exceptionally grave at this moment. Her hands began to trace ethereal patterns in the air, carving out one profound, mysterious arc after another, spiritual light flickering and leaping from her fingertips as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged around her.

Above her head, clouds billowed and churned, resembling the dark, somber expanse of a tempestuous sea, relentlessly rolling with raging waves and furious crests.

Immediately following this, something terrifying within the epicenter of the roiling clouds, having brewed for a long duration, seemed poised to surge forth violently.

"Nanhua Heavenly Light?!" Shui Xianyun's voice was shrill and chillingly cold. "Now that I have comprehended a shred of the true intent of the demon, once the True Demon emerges, all laws shall submit! You actually dare to use the Nanhua Heavenly Light to block it?!"

The gargantuan demonic face opened its massive maw, emitting a formless sound that resembled soul-snatching frequencies, causing everyone nearby to feel a sudden wave of dizziness, as though their souls were about to depart their bodies on the spot.

Even Daoist Master Xichi turned deathly pale at this instant, swaying unsteadily in mid-air.

The demonic sound invaded her mind, and in a flash, Daoist Master Xichi felt the world spinning violently around her, her spiritual techniques nearly breaking from her grasp.

"Not good!"

"If this continues, Daoist Master Xichi will likely lose!"

The corners of Shui Xianyun's mouth curled into an eerie, demonic arc. "Unable to endure even this? I haven't even exerted my true strength yet!"

The moment her words fell, the colossal demonic face opened its mouth wide once more, unleashing an earth-shattering, terrifying roar!

Everyone present manifested expressions of horror. Daoist Master Xichi had already found it difficult to resist previously; now that the power had doubled, how could she possibly withstand it?!

Yet, at that exact juncture, Daoist Master Xichi formed a hand seal with a single hand, and the spell that had been on the verge of interruption was, contrary to all expectations, steadily and completely executed!

A faint golden spiritual rune traced past her fingertip.

"Nanhua Heavenly Light, Open the Gates of Heaven!"

She let out a sharp cry, and the rolling dark clouds in the sky were suddenly ripped asunder!

Accompanying this rupture was a brilliant, dazzling display of golden light!

Daoist Master Xichi abruptly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, while simultaneously, Shui Xianyun, bathed in that golden illumination, began to emit a thick, dense plume of black smoke from her entire body.

Those thick, metallic-lustered black scales seemed incapable of resisting the light even slightly; as if encountering their ultimate nemesis, the demonic face she had summoned also melted away at a visible rate, like ice and snow under the blazing sun!

Within the golden light, a shrill, agonizing wail echoed out. Midst the cries of torment, the eerie and enchanting woman shed her armor of scales, gradually reverting back into a human form.

A look of intense struggle seemed to manifest upon Shui Xianyun's face; under the illumination of the golden light, she appeared holily immortal one moment, and demonically ghostly the next.

At this time, enveloped by the golden light, Shui Xianyun spewed venomous curses, roaring furiously, "How is this possible?! How could you possibly break my Heavenly Evil Demonic Voice!"

"Your junior sister merely happened to witness a similar, yet far more terrifying technique a few days ago," Daoist Master Xichi replied. "I was contemplating a countermeasure back then. Though it cannot contend with the Old Demon Youquan, it is more than sufficient to handle this technique of yours, Senior Sister."

"How can this be?!" she shrieked in terrified agony. "What is this?! The Nanhua Heavenly Light could never possess such power!"

As the former Nanhua Heavenly Maiden, she naturally knew exactly how much power the Nanhua Heavenly Light held.

"It's impossible. Even if I were to execute it with my current strength, it could not possibly have such power!"

"Senior Sister..." Daoist Master Xichi spoke earnestly, "You risked your life and plotted for so long, could it be that this demon only granted you this minuscule amount of power? If that is truly the case, your junior sister can recommend a much better place for you. Turn back."

"Yes! Martial Aunt, turn back! You haven't even read the Heavenly Book, there is no way you can defeat Master!" Mo Xian and several other girls from the Nanhua Sect chimed in, shouting along.

Yue Yan also shouted loudly, "Exactly! This old demon looks like it isn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Old Demon Youquan. What future is there in defecting to it?!"

"What did you say?!"

"Puff—!" A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out violently, and Shui Xianyun promptly lost consciousness, though it remained uncertain whether it was due to her severe injuries or sheer fury.

"Jie jie jie jie..." High in the sky, a chilling, grating laughter suddenly rang out. "This deity was wondering why the strength of you humans had suddenly become so bizarre. It turns out you have also thrown your lot in with another of my kinsmen?! Where is that so-called old demon right now?!"

"What do you mean, your kinsman?" Following consecutive victories, Mo Xian's courage had grown considerably bolder. "Are you asking about the Old Demon Youquan? That one is far more powerful than you, although it cannot leave the Origin Internet Club in Half City."

"What, do you want to find trouble with him?"

"I wondered why my previous arrangements were repeatedly obstructed. To think that after a thousand years, another of my kin has actually been born into this world!" It sensed faintly for a moment. "Though chaotic and impure, it is indeed the aura of my clan."

"However... is there not even a shred of respect for a senior?! Usurping my subordinates, and yet you dare send people to flaunt your authority before me?!"

Far away in Half City, Ning Bi was currently still engaged in a match of King of Fighters against Boss Fang.

Suddenly distracted for a brief moment, she was immediately hit by another combo from Boss Fang, dying on the spot!

"How do you seem to be playing worse and worse today?" Boss Fang remarked, looking thoroughly impatient.

"It's not that..." Ning Bi said in a heavy voice. "That demon is likely coming here."

"A demon?" Boss Fang asked, puzzled. "What is it coming here for?"

"Does the Little Boss not understand the principle that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers?" Ning Bi said. "Furthermore, if it devours my power, it will become even more powerful, and by then, absolutely no one will be able to stop it. Therefore, unless it remains ignorant of my presence here, it will definitely come looking for me!"

She gave a charming laugh. "Seeing as I've been so honest, could you perhaps lend me a hand?"

"No!"

"Uh..." Ning Bi froze for a moment, then stomped her foot violently. Was there really a need to refuse so bluntly?

Just as the dense clouds in the sky above Half City grew increasingly thick, as if the entire color of the heavens had shifted.

"Good news! Extremely grand good news, hahahaha!" Duan Yue laughed wildly all along the way, holding a semi-transparent, warm jade-like circular disc in his hands as he entered the shop alongside several artifact masters.

"Hmm? Where did everyone go today?!" Looking left and right, how was it that the place was filled entirely with residents of Half City, without a single external faction present?!

Simultaneously, from within the thick, dark clouds, a massive, unparalleled demonic face suddenly thrust itself forward. With a furious roar from this demonic visage, countless buildings throughout the entirety of Half City instantly collapsed, and array restrictions crumbled one after another!

"Where is the Old Demon Youquan?! Get the hell out here before this deity immediately!"