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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Joan originally possessed magical power only through the Dao Seed and the embodiment of Lu Zu. It was a power that consumed energy without replenishment, effective only for a short time. Now, quite some time had passed, and he had already consumed a lot; this time, he had used it all up.
"Damn it! How could you!" Chen Huaisheng stood up, clutching his chest, looking quite disheveled.
"Haha! I really have to thank your Illusion for this; I feel like my strength has increased significantly," Joan scratched his head and grinned foolishly.
Among the previous 'Truth Within Falsehood', perhaps only Joan had spent the longest time there. Notably, even while in the Illusion, he could still sense his magical power. Perhaps this technique accelerated brain processing speed countless times. With enough time and the fact that those who destroyed the village were also within the Yin Yang Circle, observing and learning from their spells at close range was quite beneficial for him.
Although just now he merely concentrated the magical power within his body into his right hand and then unleashed it. If it weren't for Chen Huaisheng's underestimation, he might not have succeeded. Nevertheless, it was a qualitative leap for him. Now, as he continued to learn Daoist Arts, while it wouldn't be an overnight success, it would certainly bring great benefits.
Chen Huaisheng staggered a few steps before standing up, but he didn't seem well. Bending over with his hands on his knees, he gasped heavily; it was quite comical that a man who had died hundreds of years ago still needed to breathe. Perhaps he didn't need to; it was just a habit. Maybe this was a form of psychological suggestion that made him feel more comfortable.
"I'll say it again: let those people go, and I'll let you leave," Ye Mingshang said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. To Chen Huaisheng, it seemed like mockery; his narrowed eyes sparkled with derision.
'Damn! I am a prince of the dynasty; how dare you treat me like this!' Chen Huaisheng roared in his heart. He hated it; as a prince of the Ming Dynasty, if not for unforeseen circumstances, with Chongzhen's favor towards the Chen Clan, becoming the crown prince and ascending to the throne would have been almost inevitable. However, the entry of the Qing Army destroyed his future. Even after retreating with his mother, he did not lose heart; he had been well-versed in military strategy and governance since childhood. Later, he rallied many remnants of the previous dynasty and righteous heroes under the banner of restoring the Ming Dynasty.
As the only son of Zhu Youjian, he fought on the side of justice. Although the Qing government hadn't done anything excessively wrong, being Manchu naturally made them more resistant to Han Chinese. Many places displayed significant restrictions and exclusion against Han people, which led many to harbor resentment towards the Qing government.
With all this pressure having no outlet, suddenly there appeared a son of the Chongzhen Emperor, advocating for 'restoring Ming by overthrowing Qing' to revive the great Ming Dynasty. Some activists immediately flocked to him. While some were skeptical and others reluctant to take risks, a considerable number still chose to follow Chen Huaisheng for various reasons due to their dissatisfaction with Qing rule.
Later, Chen Huaisheng surged forward from Pingyuan County as a base, capturing surrounding counties such as Xiangping County, Sun's County, and Longchuan County, taking over the entire Pingnan Prefecture. He even gained support from former State Protector General Nie Jin. Although he was well-versed in military strategy since childhood, how could he compare to someone like Nie Jin, who had fought countless battles?
Under their leadership, the rebel army captured several surrounding prefectures and formed an unstoppable force. Perhaps if they continued on this path, there was indeed some possibility of success. However, at that time, their sights were not set on these places; even if they fought their whole lives to seize power and ascend to the throne, it would only be a momentary glory—people age after all. At just 0 years old, Chen Huaisheng already harbored ambitions and pursuits that many historical emperors had—immortality!
Later, believing in advice from a national master of the previous dynasty, they gradually slowed down their pace and devoted more energy to seeking immortality. But can people really achieve immortality? Of course not; aging and death are natural laws that cannot be defied. So-called immortality merely turned them into undead monsters. Yet they had no plans to give up; several years later, all three vanished together, leaving the vast Earth Society in charge of the Chen Clan.
However, contrary to their wishes, decades later their activities were discovered by the Qing government. After deploying numerous soldiers without success in extermination efforts, they brought in many experts from the Yin Yang Realm. Although several were eventually wiped out, Chen Huaisheng was nearly driven mad with fear. The national master remained loyal and sacrificed himself to keep Chen Huaisheng alive while setting up the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Formation as a foundation for reviving him.
While 700 souls and 700 life forces were not difficult to gather, what mattered most was the blood of a Flying Zombie. Only by using its blood as a catalyst could they truly revive Chen Huaisheng. However, obtaining a Flying Zombie was no easy task. Even with many enhancements, it took hundreds of years before they managed to create one from Nie Jin. Originally due for evolution long ago, he had been severely injured by that sect years prior and required many years to recover.
Although it seemed like Chen Huaisheng was being dominated by Ye Mingshang, appearing far weaker than Nie Jin, all this occurred under circumstances where his Illusion was ineffective against Ye Mingshang. This was an anomaly—not because his Illusion was weak or because he couldn't defeat Nie Jin. It was simply that everything has its own balance; given time and relying on his Illusion, he could indeed build a massive army.
But all of this was disrupted by one person...
"Ye Mingshang!" Chen Huaisheng roared, his eyes wide as if they were copper bells, his teeth grinding together as if he were about to shatter them.
"It seems you are refusing a toast and opting for punishment instead." Ye Mingshang narrowed his eyes, and in the next moment, his body shot forward, almost instantly appearing in front of Chen Huaisheng, driving a knee into him with great force.
"Ah!" Chen Huaisheng was already heavily injured and barely standing. This knee strike nearly caused him to faint as a Demoness.
Ye Mingshang controlled the force of this blow very well; although it was powerful, it did not send Chen Huaisheng flying.
Chen Huaisheng knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, and with each retching sound, a large amount of life energy in the form of White Mist surged out from his mouth.
"Ugh!" Although it was painful, Chen Huaisheng still struggled to open his hands and pressed hard against his mouth, trying to contain the life energy. However, even so, much of the White Mist escaped through the gaps between his fingers.
"There's no need to waste your effort; just let it all out!" Ye Mingshang naturally would not miss this opportunity to beat down a drowning dog. After all, this was a genuine rescue rather than a sparring match.
He did not strike suddenly; after all, he was also hindered in movement. Slowly walking behind Chen Huaisheng, he raised his left hand in a chopping motion and lightly struck at his neck.
"Hey!" Chen Huaisheng's eyes rolled back as he nearly lost consciousness. Although he barely managed to stay awake, he could no longer stop the flow of life energy. After all, that energy had been absorbed through formations and had no time to be refined; moreover, as a Demoness, he was fundamentally incompatible with life energy.
Countless wisps of life energy mist surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam, escaping not only from his mouth but also from his nostrils and ears. The sheer volume of mist enveloped Chen Huaisheng entirely, creating several cubic meters of White Mist around him that obscured visibility significantly.
"Oh? Trying to escape?" Ye Mingshang sneered and suddenly dashed forward.
On the other side, Nie Jin and Dunkong were also engaged in an intense battle. The sounds of fists and feet colliding echoed continuously. Compared to Ye Mingshang's one-sided fight, the clash between Dunkong and Nie Jin was clearly more entertaining. Each punch landed with violence and ferocity; if it were posted online, it would likely garner more attention than Ye Mingshang's solo videos.
"Hmph! Stinky monk, don't meddle in our affairs. Instead of engaging in these pointless fights for a bunch of ants, why not join us in conquering the vastness?" Nie Jin said after dodging an attack and jumping several meters away during the brief pause.
"Amitabha! My master taught me to eliminate demons thoroughly. Poor Monk will send you a Transmutation!" Dunkong was unfazed by Nie Jin's words and threw a punch directly at him.
At that moment, space contracted and twisted. Almost instantly, Chen Huaisheng appeared behind Dunkong with a fierce glare. Half of his body leaned out as he extended his clawed right hand to sneak attack Dunkong.
"Amitabha!" With the sound of the chant ringing out, Dunkong seized Chen Huaisheng by the hair from behind and hurled him away with great force towards Nie Jin. Nie Jin reached out to block but felt an overwhelming force surge toward him. With a loud crash, both of them flew back together and smashed through the wall.
Seeing this scene, Ye Mingshang helplessly shrugged his shoulders. He had initially wanted to chase after them, but unexpectedly, Dunkong had already noticed. It seemed that the previous illusion had been quite helpful for him as well.
"Master! They ran away!" Joan suddenly shouted.
The two were startled and exchanged glances before rushing outside, only to see that the others had already flown far away. Their speed was so fast that they gradually became two black dots and disappeared at the edge.
"Ye Mingshang! We will meet again!" This was a voice that came from the void just before disappearing.
"Master... what should we do about this..."
Ye Mingshang casually patted him on the head.
"Just let it be, what else can we do?"
"Amitabha! Today we let them go, but in the future, they will surely become a disaster, and it will inevitably lead to more suffering for living beings," Dunkong said with his hands together, sighing deeply.
"We have already done our best. At least we saved the lives of that village, didn't we? Although we couldn't save those Wandering Souls, being refined is still better than drifting aimlessly. Without those Wandering Souls, many fewer people will die on that road. I can only hope that they truly went to the underworld to develop; it's full of evil spirits there. No matter how many are killed, it has nothing to do with us."
Although the outcome was not entirely satisfactory, at least the villagers survived. After all, nothing can be perfect; achieving this much was already a good conclusion.
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