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Hezi stood expressionless on the cloud, seemingly confident and completely dismissive of the tricks employed by the All-Knowing One.
However, the black mist emitted by the All-Knowing One gradually surrounded Hezi, until Hezi's figure was completely obscured. Within the black mist, thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, as if it intended to tear everything apart.
There were no signs of resistance from within the black mist; it seemed that Hezi had been shredded before he even had a chance to react. The All-Knowing One looked at everyone with pride, as if he had received the audience's approval for a grotesque performance, unable to contain his delight.
Yet Lingfeng noticed that Qing Sect Leader's expression was grave, fixated on the black mist, suggesting that the situation was not developing as smoothly as anticipated.
Although there was still a significant gap in cultivation between Qing and the All-Knowing One, Lingfeng believed that compared to calmness and composure, Qing would have the upper hand. Qing's expression alone indicated that the All-Knowing One's spell had not dealt with Hezi as expected.
Just as Lingfeng thought this, when the black mist was about to dissipate, a tremendous thunder erupted from within it, resembling a descent of a thunder god. Following that, a slender bolt of lightning shot out from the black mist; although it was not as thick as ordinary lightning, its brilliance was dazzling, its momentum fierce, and its speed astonishing.
Fortunately, Qing had already prepared for this. Upon seeing the lightning shoot out, he shouted urgently, "Not good!" He then flew sideways to push the All-Knowing One away, but the lightning grazed the All-Knowing One's clothing and pierced through Qing's shoulder.
A surge of blood gushed from Qing's arm, and burnt flesh emitted black smoke.
"Master!" Everyone gasped in shock and looked up into the air.
The All-Knowing One seemed still unaware of what had happened, staring in confusion at Qing's shoulder.
Then another loud explosion sounded as another bolt of lightning flew out from the black mist towards Qing and the All-Knowing One.
"Dodge!" Qing concentrated all his strength and struck towards the All-Knowing One's chest, sending him flying in response.
However, Qing’s situation was far worse; that slender bolt of lightning again shot towards him and pierced through his arm.
Lingfeng couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. The two bolts of lightning just now were not only powerful but also incredibly fast. If cultivators or Demon Cultivators encountered such lightning during their Transcend Tribulation phase, nine out of ten would struggle to succeed.
Having been hit twice by lightning, although Qing was not injured in vital areas, pain coursed through his entire body. The lightning had directly penetrated his arm; at this moment, his right arm had completely lost sensation, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Gold Wheel quickly flew up to the clouds to carry Qing down safely to the ground.
Lingfeng took out a Mystic Liao Golden Pill and approached Qing. Upon seeing Qing's right arm, he felt a jolt of shock; Qing's right arm was completely charred, with flesh missing. There were two small holes at his shoulder and arm where the two bolts of lightning had struck.
"Senior Brother Zhangmen, quickly take this Mystic Liao Golden Pill!" Lingfeng lowered his voice and placed the pill near Qing's mouth.
Qing was sweating profusely, yet still smiled at everyone. Afterward, he consumed the elixir without saying a word.
"Take the Sect Leader back to the main hall and bring out the best elixirs for him to consume!" Gold Wheel instructed solemnly to the disciples beside him.
The disciples did not dare to hesitate; they responded and carefully lifted Qing, heading towards the main hall.
At this moment, Wanshitong had regained his composure and saw Qing's condition, which made him furious. The once easygoing look in his eyes suddenly sparked with anger as he glared at Hezi, who had already stepped out of the black mist.
Hezi shook his head helplessly and disdainfully remarked, "I didn't expect that the Sect Leader of the Demon Suppression Sect would be so weak that even I couldn't be defeated." He glanced at Wanshitong and added, "I thought Wanshitong's noisy reputation would mean something, but it turns out to be nothing special!"
Wanshitong was already feeling frustrated, and upon hearing Hezi's boastful words, he became even angrier. With a flick of his wrist, a black whip with a curved end appeared in his hand.
"Hezi, don't get too cocky. I intended to spare your life, but since you are so rude, take this whip first!" As soon as he finished speaking, Wanshitong raised the whip high with his right hand and casually flicked it. The black whip instantly transformed into a black dragon, roaring as it flew toward Hezi.
Lingfeng initially thought this black dragon was Wanshitong's spirit beast, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was actually formed from the whip itself. Wanshitong held onto the tail of the black dragon, controlling its direction.
Hezi remained unfazed, completely disregarding Wanshitong's attack. He did not dodge but simply raised his long sword and silently recited an incantation. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. The flashing bolts of lightning were thin and elongated like before.
Everyone gasped in shock; just two bolts of lightning had already defeated a master like Qing. With so many more now, they believed Wanshitong would undoubtedly lose.
Lingfeng's heart raced as he held his breath, nervously watching the sky.
Above the clouds, Wanshitong and Hezi shouted simultaneously. The black dragon collided with the lightning, twisting and turning in a dazzling display of light that left everyone momentarily dazzled and unable to see clearly.
After a moment, Lingfeng felt his vision gradually returning to normal. The surrounding scenery began to clear up. Without time to think further, Lingfeng looked up at the sky and found that Wanshitong and Hezi were still standing on the clouds. Both appeared pale, while the black dragon and lightning had vanished.
Wanshitong tightly gripped his whip, though it was somewhat damaged. Hezi also seemed worse for wear; his right hand holding the sword began to tremble as if he lacked strength.
"It seems I have to step in again!" Lingfeng finally made up his mind. He secretly summoned the Plum Blossom Dart into his palm and began gathering Spiritual Energy.
Just as Lingfeng was about to launch the dart, Wanshitong and Hezi transformed into two beams of spiritual light and flew toward each other.
Due to their incredible speed, they intertwined in an instant like two shapeless shadows; outsiders could not distinguish which one was Wanshitong and which one was Hezi.
Lingfeng looked at the entangled shadows, feeling anxious but unable to find an opportunity to launch the dart.
"What kind of person is Hezi? His cultivation is so profound, it's truly perplexing!" At this moment, Gold Wheel murmured again.
In the Cultivation Realm, anyone with high-level cultivation would have significant fame. Yet, Hezi could be compared to the All-Knowing One, even surpassing him, yet his name was unknown, which was quite surprising.
"To have high-level cultivation but no fame at all, could it be..." Lingfeng thought for a moment and suddenly remembered someone. A smile gradually spread across his face as he shouted into the air, "Hezi, you are Lame Li!"
Everyone turned to look at Lingfeng, puzzled as to why he suddenly mentioned Lame Li's name and what connection there was between Hezi and Lame Li.
However, one of the two spiritual lights clearly paused for a moment, its speed slowing down slightly. Although it was just a slight reduction in speed, it was a significant flaw for a master.
Taking advantage of this moment, the other spirit charged fiercely at the slowed light. The two spiritual lights collided, producing a loud explosion that shook the ground for a long time.
Subsequently, the two spiritual lights transformed into the All-Knowing One and Hezi, with the slowed one being Hezi.
Just now, Hezi's mind had been disturbed by Lingfeng, causing his speed to decrease. The All-Knowing One seized the opportunity to strike with full force, severely injuring Hezi.
Hezi wobbled in mid-air before suddenly falling down like a bird that had lost its wings.
Lingfeng was overjoyed but did not want Hezi to fall just like that. He quickly flew up and caught Hezi in his arms.
The All-Knowing One also landed shortly after, raising his already damaged whip, intending to completely eliminate Hezi.
"Big Brother, wait!" Lingfeng hurriedly shielded Hezi with his body and spoke to the All-Knowing One.
Everyone looked at Lingfeng in confusion as the All-Knowing One's whip halted in mid-air.
Hezi was covered in blood, his clothes completely torn apart, clearly injured badly.
Lingfeng quickly took out the Mystic Liao Golden Pill and placed it in Hezi's mouth, anxiously asking, "Are you Lame Li?"
Hezi slightly opened his eyes and revealed a faint smile but gently shook his head. Then he looked into the air as if he had seen scenes from another world.
"No, you can't die yet. I still have many things I don't understand!" Lingfeng disregarded his own comfort and placed his right hand's index and middle fingers on Hezi's head. A surge of purple Spiritual Energy flowed from Lingfeng's fingers into Hezi's body.
"It's useless. The magic soul within me is already damaged; I have no strength left to recover!" Hezi weakly shook his head, speaking with a breathless tone.
Once a Demon Cultivator reaches the Soul Formation Stage, another soul will emerge within them. This soul determines the progress of the Demon Cultivator's cultivation and symbolizes their identity. When Evil Thoughts merge with this soul, it forms what is known as the magic soul.
If the magic soul is destroyed, the Demon Cultivator will suffer severe injuries, and all their cultivation efforts will be in vain.
Lingfeng knew that Hezi was beyond saving, but still leaned close to Hezi's ear and softly asked, "Are you really Lame Li?"
Lingfeng had always felt grateful towards Lame Li. Regardless of the intentions behind Lame Li leaving the Falling Leaves Technique to Lingfeng, Lame Li had become Lingfeng's mentor in Demon Cultivation.
Hezi let out a hoarse laugh that sounded somewhat eerie.
"Lame Li is my master!" Hezi finally replied.
Everyone was taken aback, their desire to kill Hezi momentarily set aside as they leaned in to listen to what would come next.
Lingfeng shook his head in disbelief and hurriedly said, "No, Lame Li's cultivation level isn't as high as yours. How could he be your master?"
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