After two days of recovery, Bai Ling’s power had returned to its peak. Hearing Tang Muxi’s anxious request, she sighed inwardly and then activated her spell.
Tang Muxi didn’t kill those two demons. Since they had narrowly escaped from Red Demon, it wasn’t their time to die. However, she took all their magical treasures and assets, as they might encounter the Red Demon later and would need something to protect themselves.
She was quite lucky, obtaining a set of high-grade Xuan-level robes and three high-grade Xuan-level Thunder Talismans. Although her storage ring contained other miscellaneous materials and spiritual plants, their grades were all below high-grade Xuan-level, which were practically useless against Chigui.
But the situation was urgent, and even if it meant risking her life, she had to go.
Bai Ling’s spatial transfer was truly effective; with just a moment’s activation, they arrived near the Demon Suppression Tower.
This was a desolate oasis in the center of the desert. The lake was as vast as the sea, but unfortunately, the water source had almost dried up, leaving only a thin layer of mud and sand at the bottom. The drought and heat had long withered the surrounding vegetation, with only a few poplar trees standing resiliently, their dry yellow branches and leaves stretching out stubbornly amidst the swirling sand.
The Demon Suppression Tower was at the bottom of the dried-up lake, its height just level with the surrounding edges. If there were water in the lake, the surface would just cover the tower’s top.
Billowing demonic energy continuously seeped down from the tower’s top, injecting into the deep, cracked mud and sand.
Five sets of formations surrounded the tower, with extreme cold forces constantly assaulting the tower, attempting to break all the seals on it. In fact, the formations had already succeeded; the sealing power at the top had long dissipated, with only the seals at the bottom and inside the tower still holding on.
Tang Muxi arrived just in time. From a distance, she saw a figure standing in front of the Demon Suppression Tower, seemingly contemplating how to enter.
That person was none other than her missing senior sister—Jiang Yin.
Seeing her safe and sound, Tang Muxi’s heart, which had been hanging high, suddenly relaxed. Without thinking, she hurriedly ran over. When she finally stood beside her, she bent over, panting, “Senior Sister…” but received no response.
Tang Muxi’s nose tingled, and she stepped forward to grab her hand, pleading, “Senior Sister, we need to leave quickly, or it will be too late…” Jiang Yin pursed her lips, not answering, and simply pulled her hand away, tearing off a Swift Talisman. She leaped left and right, using the tower’s eaves as footholds, and in a few jumps, reached the top of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Seeing that Jiang Yin was still going in, Tang Muxi hurried to follow. She wasn’t as fast as Jiang Yin and only reached her side after a moment. As soon as she landed, she quickly grabbed Jiang Yin’s hand, “Senior Sister! It’s very dangerous here; we must leave immediately.”
This time, Jiang Yin finally reacted, coldly saying, “After all this trouble to get here, you want me to leave empty-handed?” She glanced at Tang Muxi expressionlessly and pulled her hand away again, “If you want to leave, go alone.”
She could feel a powerful force inside, murderous intent surging like a blood-soaked wild ghost, exuding a fierce aura. This feeling directly struck her heart, continuously emanating like a call, easily stirring her emotions.
Jiang Yin was deeply moved; this feeling was unprecedented, and she would regret it for life if she gave up. There must be a treasure inside the tower! Tang Muxi, seeing Jiang Yin unmoved, felt even more anxious, as if some danger was rapidly approaching.
“Senior Sister, Jiang Yin! Let’s go! He’s coming!” But it was too late. Before she could decisively have Bai Ling teleport them away, a chilling presence appeared behind them without warning.
“Oh? Are you looking for me?” Tang Muxi held her breath in an instant, terror and fear flooding her body, but her mind was unprecedentedly clear. She saw Bai Ling staring at her intently, and their eyes met. She immediately understood its meaning, nodded almost imperceptibly, and then grabbed Jiang Yin.
This time, perhaps sensing the ill intent of the newcomer, Jiang Yin did not resist but merely lowered her face.
She didn’t notice the fluctuations of the person speaking, as if she were a still, undisturbed pool of water, making it impossible for anyone to detect anything.
Since her rebirth, this feeling had only appeared with one person—the Sect Master of Tianji Sect, Chen Qing.
It seemed this person was on par with Chen Qing in terms of cultivation.
Tang Muxi took a deep breath and suddenly sprang into action. She crushed a jade talisman, releasing the sword energy of a Golden Core, while simultaneously throwing out a high-grade Heaven Thunder Talisman. In an instant, the fierce sword energy and the surging power of thunder struck towards Gan Sha. Seizing this moment, Tang Muxi urgently said to Bai Ling, “Go!”
Bai Ling, fully aware of the threat posed by Gan Sha, didn’t dare to delay and teleported at her fastest speed.
However, to their surprise, when they reappeared, they were still on the Demon Suppression Tower.
Gan Sha frowned slightly. Without even lifting a hand, his protective aura blocked the lightning and sword energy, not even a corner of his robe was touched.
He stood there, calm and composed, with his hands behind his back, exuding the elegance of a refined gentleman, though his expression was somewhat displeased. “Why bother, young lady? Since you’ve seen their memories, you should know you’re no match for me. Why seek unnecessary suffering?”
He raised his hand, and a four-sided cage appeared around them. Unbeknownst to them, the entire Demon Suppression Tower had fallen under his control.
“This cage actually seals off space…” Bai Ling was incredulous.
Tang Muxi felt an unprecedented despair, her voice trembling, “How… how did you know I saw their memories?”
Gan Sha chuckled, a hint of mockery in his tone, “Did you think I would let them go?”
Tang Muxi’s face turned pale, “You killed them?”
This time, Gan Sha didn’t answer, which was as good as an admission.
On the other side, Jiang Yin’s face was stern, his gaze fixed on the runes flowing on the surface of the Demon Suppression Tower. He quietly gathered his strength. Seizing the opportunity during their conversation, he suddenly shattered the runes and pulled Tang Muxi and Bai Ling towards the tower.
Naturally, Gan Sha wouldn’t let them enter. He lightly moved his hand to crush their bodies, but before he could grab them, a beam of spell light rapidly descended from the sky, aiming at his vital point.
Gan Sha’s face darkened. He quickly withdrew his hand and countered with a sinister ghostly aura, striking the spell light precisely. The clash of the two powerful spells, one dark and one bright, caused a massive explosion. In the gloomy sky, a thunderbolt struck, shaking the heavens and the earth.
“Chen Qing…” The ease on Gan Sha’s face vanished, and he finally became serious, his voice gloomy.
“Red Demon, what a surprise. Instead of staying in the Ghost Domain, you’ve come to my little secret realm. Are you here to rest in the Demon Suppression Tower?” Chen Qing stared directly at Gan Sha, slowly drawing a long sword. The pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator instantly filled the air, killing intent rampant.
“No need to rest. I just need to borrow the blade inside the tower.” Gan Sha’s body began to swell, soon revealing his true form—a ferocious, blood-red ghost. His eyes gleamed with ghostly light, commanding respect.
The two faced each other, understanding from each other’s eyes that this wouldn’t end easily. Without further words, the battle was about to begin.
Tang Muxi and Jiang Yin were fortunate. The seal on the top of the tower had already dissipated under the impact of the formation, and the surface was now covered by a weak water-repelling shield, easily breakable.
They rushed through the side doors, broke through the wooden door, and rolled into the Demon Suppression Tower.
Jiang Yin, still wary, protected Tang Muxi as they entered, ensuring she wasn’t hurt. Once inside, she quickly withdrew her hand as if it had been shocked. Standing in the middle of the top floor, she carefully observed the surroundings.
This is the Demon Suppression Tower. Unlike Buddhist temples and pagodas that are engraved with Buddha statues and scriptures, it only has layers of demon-suppressing formations, constantly subduing the demons imprisoned here.
There are four divine beast statues around, each guarding a direction. However, due to the interference of demonic and ghostly energy, the power of the divine beasts has become almost imperceptible. In the center of the formation is a blood pool, filled with demonic energy and murderous intent. In the middle stands a square stele engraved with demonic runes, and above it, a dry bone serves as a deterrent.
This place should be where the demon is sealed.
Jiang Yin frowned. After entering the tower, the aura that had been connecting with her mind suddenly disappeared, replaced by the precarious seal within the tower.
This is bad.
She could feel the overwhelming power, far beyond what they could resist.
Tang Muxi sensed a highly threatening power from the blood pool and, recalling memories of the demon race, asked in a trembling voice, “Is this the seal of the Demon Emperor’s son?”
Jiang Yin’s gaze fell on the blood pool. Suddenly realizing something, her eyes widened, and she urgently shouted, “Snow Fox! Quickly, freeze the blood pool!”
Bai Ling, always on alert, immediately activated its power, freezing the entire blood pool in an instant. Its power was domineering, and as the thin blood froze, a whole foot of profound ice covered it, sealing everything without a trace of blood energy leaking out.
However, it was ultimately futile. The frozen blood began to melt within moments, rolling and bubbling like pervasive demonic energy, slowly seeping through the hard ice, and gradually forming a humanoid shape.
At the same time, the demonic energy around the Demon Suppression Tower surged violently, converging into a terrifying vortex, channeling power into the top layer of the tower. The dense demonic energy enveloped the tower like a giant, menacing serpent, swallowing it whole.
A fierce wind blew, dark clouds overlapped, and even the strong sunlight was blocked out. The dark sky, filled with demonic energy, was struck by a thunderous lightning bolt! Faintly, the sounds of ghostly wails and wolf howls pierced through the layers of seals, echoing across the heavens and earth.
Chen Qing’s face changed dramatically. “Did you unseal it?”
Even if both the inner and outer seals of the Demon Suppression Tower were broken, the Demon Imprisoning Blade would still be there to deter everyone. As long as the blade remained, the Demon Emperor’s son, Yin Li, could not break free and awaken.
When he arrived, he clearly saw that Gan Sha had not yet entered, so the Demon Imprisoning Blade should still be suppressing Yin Li.
There shouldn’t be any turmoil unless…
The artifact has chosen its master!
This is bad!
A trace of terror flashed in the eyes of both Chen Qing and Gan Sha. Their attacks became even more fierce and ruthless, each trying to rush into the tower. However, neither wanted to fall behind, and they fought with all their might, unable to determine a winner.
There were a total of nine divine artifacts in the world. Although each can be used to exert great power, none have ever chosen a master. The artifacts were proud, willing to be used by the strong but never submitting! They were not personal treasures but crucial tools for the entire race and various realms to resist external threats!
Falling into the hands of a certain faction is only temporary; their true ownership belongs to an entire realm.
But once an artifact chooses a master, it is almost impossible to reclaim it!
Panic and fear gripped Chen Qing. With a fierce glare, his eyes almost popping out, he shouted in a low, furious voice, “Gan Sha! Don’t be ungrateful! If the artifact has issues, your Ghost Domain will be held accountable!”
Gan Sha sneered coldly, not backing down an inch. “Enough with the nonsense!”
