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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
"It has been so long; they must have already been reincarnated. Does that person really have the ability to find them? Do you truly want to believe in this evil person who has harmed our loved ones?"
"I..."
"Although I have seen little, I know that since there is reincarnation, there must be a next life. If the fate of this life has come to an end, isn't it better to cultivate for the next life? Do you know why I want to learn Daoist Arts? It's not just for revenge; I want to find my parents' reincarnation. They sacrificed everything for me in the past. Now, it is my turn to repay them."
...
Old Ma and Joan exchanged glances in the great hall.
"Then tell me your choice," Chen Huaisheng said with a smile.
"I am grateful that you have made me aware of what I did not know. However, I still will not bow down to anyone," Ye Mingshang replied calmly.
"Amitabha, the Poor Monk's heart has never changed," Dunkong said with his hands together.
"It seems you are unwilling to follow me," Chen Huaisheng's smile turned cold.
"Not only that, but I also want you to release those Wandering Souls and restore the villagers' vitality. If you comply, I will spare your life," Ye Mingshang said in a flat tone, as if discussing something trivial.
"Good! Very good! How dare you defy me! It seems today I cannot let you go!" Chen Huaisheng glared furiously.
"Do you have that ability now? The reality within falsehood, the highest realm of Illusion," Ye Mingshang said quietly while looking at Chen Huaisheng. "I must admire you for being able to manifest Illusion to such an extent. If you had acted earlier and killed us, we might have truly met our end. Unfortunately, you missed that opportunity."
"You are no longer a concern," Ye Mingshang said as he suddenly appeared close to Chen Huaisheng. Nie Jin attempted to attack but was sent flying by Ye Mingshang's Dao Fa technique.
"Now, tell me your choice," Ye Mingshang spoke calmly. Chen Huaisheng was about to explode with anger; he had just questioned them from a position of power, and now he found himself completely reversed. Although his mastery of Illusion was extremely high, he realized that his Illusion had no effect on them. It seemed they had become immune.
On the other side, although Nie Jin was sent flying, he was unharmed and intended to charge again. However, he was stopped by Dunkong. After gaining insight, his goals became clearer and his resolve stronger. With the elevation of his spirit, even his understanding of Buddhist teachings deepened.
In his rage and surprise, Chen Huaisheng discovered that Ye Mingshang was immune to his Illusion but did not give up. He still possessed the highest realm of Illusion!
"Truth Within Falsehood."
Chen Huaisheng's figure became blurry and slowly disappeared, as if he had never existed.
Ye Mingshang did not try to stop him, allowing the other party to perform. Suddenly, a point of Cold Radiance flashed, and a sharp arrow flew from his side, but he managed to dodge it. However, was it really that simple? One by one, arrows seemed to appear out of thin air, shooting in from all directions, surrounding every blind spot.
With nowhere to escape, Ye Mingshang threw out several copper coins. "This land is the most spiritual of the gods; it rises to the earth and enters the underworld; for my command, do not linger; on the day of merit, inscribe my name in Shangqing!" A golden protective shield appeared to block the arrows' attack. However, it quickly shattered and did not block all the attacks.
As some arrows broke through, there were gaps in the assault. When the protective barrier shattered, Ye Mingshang rolled away to evade the onslaught.
"Roar!" The battle was not over; with a beastly roar, a robust Saber-toothed Tiger emerged from the void.
"You can even summon this; what kind of emperor do you think you are? You could definitely make a fortune running a zoo!" Ye Mingshang quipped.
"Roar!!!" As if responding to him, the Saber-toothed Tiger let out a roar and charged at him swiftly.
Ye Mingshang dodged the Saber-toothed Tiger's attack with a quick sidestep. "By the way, you can use Illusion; you could easily create a fantasy park where everything looks real." He pressed down on the Saber-toothed Tiger's head and jumped high over it, landing behind it.
"For those ordinary people, you only need a little bit of magic to make money effortlessly. Your fame will spread, and more and more people will come; even television stations will come to interview you."
"Roar!" Avoiding another attack from the Saber-toothed Tiger, he leaped high and landed heavily on its back, breaking its spine.
Having dealt with the Saber-toothed Tiger, Ye Mingshang continued talking. "At that time, you'll have both fame and fortune; how wonderful it would be to travel around the world. Enjoying food and fun—why bother being an emperor? It's so exhausting."
"The sparrow knows not the ambition of the swan; how can you commoners understand my lofty aspirations!" Chen Huaisheng's voice echoed around them like a distant transmission in a movie.
"Alright then, do whatever you want. Just let those villagers and Wandering Souls go." Ye Mingshang extended his right hand, and ripples spread through the air as if he had dipped his fingers into water. Just like that, in an incredible manner, Ye Mingshang's arm vanished as if performing magic.
"Come out!" After feeling around in the 'water' for a while as if grasping something, Ye Mingshang pulled back his arm. With his arm's emergence came a young man dressed in a dragon robe who looked terrified.
"You! How could you possibly possess such power! Are you a Human Immortal? No, your magic power hasn't reached that level!" Chen Huaisheng was extremely astonished; this mindset and expression were ones he had never experienced before.
"Enough with the nonsense, spit out the villagers' life force!" Ye Mingshang grabbed Chen Huaisheng's hair with his left hand and lifted him up, while his right fist struck hard against Chen's abdomen.
"Ah!" Under the powerful blow, Chen Huaisheng couldn't help but exhale a puff of white mist. The mist swirled for a moment before flying off the balcony.
"Again!" Another punch landed. This one was even stronger, twisting as it came down.
"Ah!" Although he tried to hold back, the force was too great, and an internal surge made him lose his composure.
This time, more came out—a large mass of white mist swirled for a moment before splitting into several streams that flew off in different directions.
"Damn it! Ah!" Without giving him a chance to catch his breath or speak, Ye Mingshang continued to deliver punch after punch with controlled force and speed. Soon, hundreds of puffs of mist had escaped.
"Curse it!" This time, Chen Huaisheng seized the opportunity to break free from Ye Mingshang's grip, quickly leaping back several meters. He looked at Ye Mingshang from a distance, feeling unbearable pain in his abdomen that made it hard to stand straight; he had to bend over.
"Hey~ hey~ hey~ you look like a big shrimp now~ where's the demeanor of an emperor? Tsk!" Ye Mingshang seemed to activate a mocking skill, completely changing from his usual serious demeanor to mercilessly taunting him.
"Damn it!" Chen Huaisheng gritted his teeth, hair disheveled. He had completely lost the imposing presence he had at the beginning.
"Don't look at me!" Chen Huaisheng shouted, then formed the Imperial Seal with both hands. As the sound of Dragon Roar echoed around him, strands of imperial aura surrounded him.
"Die!" Chen Huaisheng waved his hands to channel the imperial aura, then thrust them forward accompanied by a Dragon Roar as a golden Chinese Dragon roared toward Ye Mingshang, resembling the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms from the new version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
"Oh? A deposed emperor can still summon imperial aura! Is it Purple Star Destiny?" Ye Mingshang was first surprised, then sneered. "But now you're just a Demoness." He waved his right hand through the air, creating swirling mist.
"Break!" With a loud shout, Ye Mingshang shattered the golden dragon in one blow.
"What!" Chen Huaisheng was shocked. If we only considered destructive power, that golden dragon might not have been strong; however, it was imperial aura—the fortune of a nation! Being attacked by imperial aura should feel like receiving an imperial decree—unresistable. How could it be so easily destroyed? He hadn't even formed a seal!
"No need to be so shocked; it's thanks to you that I learned some interesting things." Ye Mingshang smiled mysteriously and stomped down hard, appearing in front of Chen Huaisheng like a cannonball.
"Damn it!" In desperation, Chen Huaisheng's eyes flashed as his figure became blurry and began to vanish.
"Get out here!" As he approached, although Chen Huaisheng had already lost his presence, Ye Mingshang remained calm and executed a beautiful spinning kick. In the visible ripples, Ye Mingshang's right leg vanished, and the next moment, a disheveled figure flew out from the ripples.
"Ah!!!" Chen Huaisheng screamed as he fell to the ground, sending fragments of stone flying.
"Damn it, could it be that an illusion helped him? What did he see?" Chen Huaisheng gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Hey~ hey~ hey~ stop resisting and just hand over the stuff. Is it really that enjoyable to be beaten like this?" Ye Mingshang said with disdain, hands behind his back.
"Bastard!" Chen Huaisheng cursed. At that moment, he spotted Joan and Old Ma walking in and a sinister smile crept onto his face as he charged at them. In his view, Ye Mingshang was powerful and had become unfathomable after coming out of the illusion. Dunkong was no less formidable; it would be difficult to gain any advantage against them.
However, he knew that the old man and the young one were weak. The youth had only gained his powers through divine possession, and not only could he not use them effectively, but they were also hard to maintain. He planned to break through in their direction and then use his flying advantage to shake them off and head straight for the Underworld!
The idea was good, and he was indeed clever enough to think of many things in an instant. However, reality often contradicts ideals. Seeing Chen Huaisheng rushing towards them, Joan wore a silly grin.
"This is bad!" A sense of foreboding washed over him, but there was no turning back now.
"Ah!!!" Just like that, Chen Huaisheng let out a scream as he expelled a large amount of White Mist before being sent flying.
In contrast, Joan appeared somewhat exhausted as wisps of white smoke emitted from his outstretched right hand with a sizzling sound, as if steam were evaporating from boiling water.
"Now my magical energy is depleted," Joan said while scratching the back of his head and chuckling foolishly.
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