Chapter 1289
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Chapter 1289: Inner Demon
"It’s all my fault… it’s my fault…"
Standing beside Su Yi, Feng Qier had a beautiful face as white as snow, no trace of blood, her eyes wandering, her lips tightly closed, her eyebrows furrowed, looking listless and lifeless.
Muttering to herself, Feng Qier’s vitality rose from her feet, aimlessly wandering in the dense forest. Dark energy permeated her body, and a huge black energy spread throughout the forest.
Su Yi was stunned as he watched a black bead gather once again above Feng Qier’s head, slowly stopping three feet from the Baihui acupoint. It spun gently, like the eyes of a sinister demon overlooking the ugliness of the world.
The once vibrant forest became dark, and a fierce wind blew. The Soul Cultivation Bead acted like a magnet, attracting wandering souls from all directions, while the trapped souls within the bead tried to escape like evil spirits.
At that moment, the Feng Qier Soul Cultivation Bead released a brilliant and dazzling black light. The trapped souls inside scattered, and the black mist engulfed the entire forest like an energy storm. The malicious spirits invaded the minds of those whose spiritual seas were disturbed, tearing and devouring their souls. Feng Qier’s delicate and pitiful figure seemed to become a manipulator of the world’s deadly toxins, incredibly enchanting and eerie.
"Snicker…"
"Ah!" cried and shouted sounds echoed in the dense forest.
"Roar!"
A strong wind blew, and a black mist lifted Feng Qier off the ground like a giant hand. Feng Qier closed their eyes tightly, their face pale and their eyes showing a trace of unnoticed injury.
"Why… why can’t everyone accept me? My illness has been cured, but I can never go back to Fengjia Village. Lord Xi Wuqing, Lord Su Yi, you saved me. I will repay you in this lifetime. I will work hard to train and not be a burden to you. I will practice diligently, Qier shouldn’t be a burden to you."
As Feng Qier’s sadness intensified, the remnants of their soul seemed to gain energy and rage even more violently. They wandered with a destructive aura, causing plants to wither wherever they went, and the people who had lost their minds became like walking corpses.
"Oh no, Disastrous Poison Soul! Feng Qier has also lost their consciousness!"
Su Yi felt a sudden pang in his heart, his thoughts racing, realizing that if things continued like this, everyone would perish here.
"No way out!"
With a serious look on his face, Su Yi clenched his teeth and dashed towards Feng Qier with a burst of energy. His eyes glinted with cold determination.
The lost souls surrounding Feng Qier sensed their prey and moved swiftly towards Su Yi. A black mist boiled up, filling the air with eerie cries and a chilling darkness. The once vibrant forest became hauntingly strange, making anyone who saw it crawl in fear.
Su Yi was a skilled Soul Tamer and was not afraid of being corrupted by the lost souls. He activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique to its fullest extent, and within his mind, the Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul emitted a strong purple light. In this unseen connection, Su Yi felt a mysterious ancient power resonating with the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique. Even the spiritual energy of the surrounding forest became closer. Su Yi’s chaotic mind also became clear.
Su Yi observed the chaos before him with a cold eye, and he already had the answer in his heart.
"This is definitely not a man-made Fantastic Gate Soul Realm."
The distant ancient aura resembled the Golden Dragon Secret Realm that Su Xiaoshuai had once taken him to.
"Could this be another trial dimension created by a divine secret realm?"
Within his mind, the Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul continued to rotate. As the lost souls approached Su Yi, their movements slowed down, clearly showing their fear.
"So that’s how it is!"
The corner of his mouth lifted, and it turned out that the lingering soul was afraid of his own Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul. Under the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, the ancient aura made him feel very comfortable, without producing any illusions. The lingering soul also feared himself, and Su Yi was fearless.
Su Yi immediately stopped hesitating and instantly appeared near Feng Qier. The lingering soul, like a demon, desperately rushed towards Su Yi, wanting to devour him completely.
Su Yi stood still as if rooted to the ground, his soul power unmoved. He stood firm against the wind and rain, with sharp eyes like lightning. His vitality surged, causing his robes to flutter. With a shake of his arm, Su Yi’s palm filled with fire elemental energy swept towards the lingering soul like a fierce storm.
"Flaming Heavenly Palm！"
Su Yi learned this palm technique from the book "Demonic Spirit Truth Interpretation." It was already unusually powerful when he first used it. Now that Su Yi has reached the ninth level of the Yuan Void Realm, its power is beyond comparison.
Countless palm shadows covered the sky, subtly containing the attributes of wind and thunder. The sound of wind and thunder was resolute as they rose with the wind, and endless palm shadows forcefully fell upon the lingering soul, enveloping it completely with a destructive force.
"Boom!"
"Break!"
In an instant, a brilliant red light shone like the sun, an overwhelming power that could destroy the heavens and the earth descended, devouring the lingering soul wrapped in the flaming eagle completely.
The remaining spirits that were about to attack Su Yi suddenly scattered and fled in fear of their lives.
"Retreat!"
Su Yi activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, a white mist and red aura swirling around him like a divine halo. He exuded a powerful pressure, resembling a young warrior god. The nearby spirits, overwhelmed by his formidable presence, vanished into thin air.
With a gleam in his eyes, Su Yi leaped forward and embraced Feng Qier in his arms. With his imposing presence, he intimidated the remaining spirits, firmly landing on the ground.
Su Yi called out softly as he activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, using part of its power to defend against the approaching spirits. Meanwhile, he slowly infused vitality from the Void God Sea into Feng Qier’s body, gradually restoring color to her pale face.
"Feng Qier, wake up! Wake up!" Su Yi whispered urgently.
"We have no choice, Feng Qier. This is your destiny."
"We have taken care of her for nineteen years! Our efforts have not been in vain!"
"Fourth Aunt! I… " Feng Qier’s mouth twitched slightly as she watched the figure gradually receding into the distance. She walked back home like a living corpse.
"Feng Qier, please, let them go, we didn’t mean to!" The voice of the elder was humble, as though it was just yesterday.
"Yes, I can trade my life for theirs." Feng Qier’s eyes were determined, without any hesitation.
"We are also fighting for our people, quickly, kill Feng Qier!"
"Why… why are you doing this?"
Feng Qier’s eyebrows furrowed, tears glistened in the corners of their eyes, clearly enduring indescribable pain in the illusion.
Su Yi saw this, realizing that Feng Qier had not experienced being betrayed and killed by their loved ones in their previous lives; it would be difficult for anyone to recover from that.
"I must help her overcome this hardship, it is her inner demon. Otherwise, she will never become the disciple of the eldest brother. This is also for the sake of the eldest brother. You owe me again, eldest brother!" Su Yi’s expression brightened, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
After a few moments, the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique slowly restored Feng Qier’s consciousness, their eyes becoming brighter. The black mist gradually disappeared, and the lingering soul was gradually absorbed into the Soul Cultivation Bead. On the other side, the people from Cangyun Temple and Nine Star Valley had already fainted, while Zong Zhun and Li Changqing from Blood Sun Sect were heavily injured and unconscious, leaving only some low-powered cultivators spinning around like walking corpses.
Feng Qier stared blankly at Su Yi in a daze, their mind empty.
Looking at the people who had fallen to the ground and the ruined scene, Feng Qier realized the consequences of her actions. Her face twisted, she clenched her teeth, and her bright eyes shimmered with tears.
"Drip…drip…"
Tears the size of beans cascaded down, Feng Qier bent her knees and buried herself in them, too afraid to look at the scene in front of her. Her fingers gripped tightly, the bones turning pale.
"Waa…waa…waa…"
"It’s all my fault! I ruined everyone!"
Feng Qier covered her face and cried, tears like glistening dewdrops fell to the ground, quickly soaking a large area.
