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Lili's ghost lingered in the Demon Suppression Sect, but she no longer had a true physical form. She could feel neither pain nor warmth.
"Is it because of the advance into the Cultivation Realm again?" Lili gently leaned against Monkey Head's chest and asked softly.
Monkey Head instinctively reached to embrace Lili's shoulders, but could only touch a formless mist. After a pause, he slowly replied, "This time it's because of Lingfeng."
"Lingfeng?" Lili looked at Monkey Head anxiously, confused. "There hasn't been any news of Lingfeng for ten years. Why would he suddenly appear?"
Monkey Head sighed in distress; he didn't know how to face Lingfeng either, but still patiently explained, "He has been cultivating in the demon realm for ten years, and his cultivation level is now above mine."
Lili didn't seem very surprised and smiled as she said, "You two have always been good friends. If you can bring up the past, what can't be resolved?"
"Things are far from as simple as you think. What we will face in the future is a fierce battle."
Throughout the Cultivation Realm, Lingfeng and Monkey Head were probably among the top cultivators. If the two of them waged war, what else could it be called but a fierce battle?
Lili could see Monkey Head's nervous expression. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Can't you give up on the plan to advance into the Cultivation Realm? Why can't you coexist peacefully with the other eight states?"
"Of course not!" Monkey Head suddenly became agitated. Just thinking about being deceived in the Demon Suppression Sect made his emotions rise and fall uncontrollably. The once amiable sect leader and that beautiful yet temperamental master had become repugnant in Monkey Head's eyes.
In Lingfeng's view, they were merely wearing a mask of hypocrisy; their so-called justice was nothing more than burying talent.
However, if they did not bury Monkey Head and told him the truth, what would the outcome be? Perhaps only by turning back time and allowing Monkey Head to choose again would he know what such an outcome would entail.
Lili seemed to have grown weary and exhausted. With a soft sigh, she lightly floated into the air before entering her body again.
Monkey Head stood there in a daze for a long time before shaking his head and walking heavily toward the door.
Time passed like a fleeting horse; day rose and fell. Often, the things one least wanted would come swiftly.
Lingfeng had been recuperating at the Demon Suppression Sect for three days, consuming the Ginseng Tendril from Earth Escape. However, it only allowed the wounds to heal, while most of the Demonic Nature could not return to his body.
On the morning of the third day, Lingfeng stood by the cliff of the Demon Suppression Sect, quietly gazing down at the Enchanted Continent.
At that moment, the sun had just risen, casting a fiery red hue across the land. The cultivation realm, which usually experienced all four seasons, now seemed to carry a hint of autumn.
Lingfeng breathed in the morning air calmly, dismissing all distracting thoughts. What else could he do but let go of distractions? What was meant to come would eventually arrive.
A pair of delicate hands gently wrapped around Lingfeng from behind, with a pointed chin resting lightly on his back. The warm breath made Lingfeng feel a tickling sensation.
"Do we really have to duel? Is there no other way to resolve this?" After a moment of intimacy, Enchanting whispered softly.
Lingfeng gently held Enchanting's hands and sighed lightly, as if he had suddenly grown much older. Looking at the sun that had just emerged from below the horizon, Lingfeng squinted and said, "I wish I could avoid this war, but it's not up to me."
Thinking about Lingfeng's current situation made Enchanting's nose tingle with emotion. However, to reassure Lingfeng, she held back her tears and said somewhat threateningly, "If you dare get hurt and leave me alone in this world, then as punishment for you, I will follow you!"
Lingfeng was taken aback and silently lowered his head, gripping Enchanting's hands tightly. He smiled and said, "No matter what happens, you must live well for my sake!"
"How ridiculous!" Enchanting suddenly broke free from Lingfeng's grasp and took two steps back in despair. With a dazed expression, she said, "If it weren't for you, I would have already sought you out in the underworld over these past ten years. If it weren't for you, how could I have survived until now? Yet now that we've just met again, we are to be torn apart by this so-called peace among the three realms?"
As she spoke, Enchanting felt an overwhelming sadness in her heart. Tears finally burst forth like birds released from their cages, cascading down uncontrollably.
Lingfeng was stunned and instinctively reached out to embrace Enchanting. However, she swiftly moved to the edge of the cliff and shook her head. "Don't come any closer. I'll wait for you here; I'll wait for your news."
Even if Enchanting did not say it outright, Lingfeng knew what was about to happen.
Helplessly, Lingfeng exhaled deeply and nodded silently.
As a strong beam of sunlight flashed across Lingfeng's eyes, a purple shadow descended. He could see clearly that the purple shadow landed on a training ground a hundred miles away—the same place where Azure Vine and Man Qing had their duel last time.
"I will come back to see you!" Lingfeng said, looking at Enchanting with a determined expression. Then, he transformed into a blend of white and purple light, instantly disappearing from the spot.
Monkey Head stood in the center of the training ground with his hands behind his back.
Lingfeng gently landed on the ground, looking at Monkey Head's back, and smiled, "You’re here!"
Monkey Head did not respond, merely tilting his head slightly upward, as if gazing into the sky or answering Lingfeng's words.
"I know that it doesn't matter what I say; I don't want to say much either. But I hope you understand that the Three Realms have been unified, and the Demon Realm has also returned to peace. The demon gods do not wish for war. Everything you do is in vain; you have been deceived."
"I fight for myself. I want the sect leaders to know that without their help, I can still cultivate to become a top-tier Spell user and dominate the Cultivation Realm!" Monkey Head raised his hands, proudly turning his back to Lingfeng.
Lingfeng knew that even if Monkey Head realized he had been deceived, he would never show anger or change his mind. Perhaps after returning to Spirit Sect, he would uncover the truth and deal with those responsible.
"Lingfeng, today's battle will end with either your death or mine. If you have any last wishes, speak them quickly!" Monkey Head declared.
Lingfeng sighed, quietly watching Monkey Head's back before glancing at the cliff of Demon Suppression Mountain. He pleaded, "If I die, please take care of Enchanting."
Monkey Head nodded slightly, exhaling heavily before saying, "I envy you; you still have someone to care about."
Suddenly, Monkey Head seemed to be filled with rage as a strong Demonic Energy began to emanate from him. Then, two massive purple wings appeared behind him, accentuating his towering figure.
Lingfeng squinted his eyes and reached out into the air. With a flash of firelight, a gigantic Firebird screeched into existence above him.
At this moment, the Fire Phoenix resembled an ancient beast, radiating waves of heat that caused the surrounding vegetation to wither instantly.
Lingfeng looked up at the Fire Phoenix and then glanced at Monkey Head before softly saying, "Make your move!"
As soon as Lingfeng finished speaking, a bolt of purple lightning descended from above, striking down towards Lingfeng's head.
Lingfeng remained still, calmly watching Monkey Head. Suddenly, Fire Phoenix flapped its wings, its massive figure flickering as it soared into the sky.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion echoed, flames scattering everywhere. The previously calm ground was instantly engulfed in fire, as if the flames had descended from the heavens.
In the blink of an eye, Monkey Head had vanished from its original spot.
Through Adapt to the Qi Field, Lingfeng could clearly sense that Monkey Head was directly above him. Indeed, when Lingfeng looked up, he saw that Fire Phoenix had been split in two, transforming into two balls of flame.
Although Fire Phoenix was powerful, it ultimately could not match Monkey Head's cultivation level.
Lingfeng casually drew out the Connecting Rod, exerting a slight force with his legs as he shot upwards towards Monkey Head.
Monkey Head looked down at Lingfeng, now holding a long sword in his hand, resembling a fallen Fallen Western Envoy.
"Ha!"
With an upward thrust, the Connecting Rod in Lingfeng's hand shone brightly. As he swung it lightly, a massive beam of light shot forth from the Connecting Rod, moving at a speed akin to that of light. Before Monkey Head could react, it struck him and continued soaring into the sky.
Though this move was not particularly fierce and primarily relied on the blunt force of the weapon, its attack power increased with speed.
After a moment of calm, the purple beam gradually shortened. However, to Lingfeng's surprise, there was no sign of Monkey Head at the beam's tip.
Just as Lingfeng found this strange, a Purple Longsword suddenly appeared at the top of the Connecting Rod.
Lingfeng leaped aside and took the opportunity to disperse all of the Purple Light Beams, only to find that Monkey Head was hiding within the purple glow emitted by the Connecting Rod.
Although Monkey Head had been struck by the Purple Light Beam, he used his cultivation to break through its resilience and concealed himself within the purple circle.
Lingfeng managed to evade the attack from Monkey Head, but he had completely fallen into a passive state.
Monkey Head swung his purple wings, holding a long sword, resembling a majestic eagle as he relentlessly pursued Lingfeng from behind.
As Lingfeng dodged and counterattacked, the two engaged in a fierce battle, with magical light flashing everywhere, leaving the surrounding area in chaos for thousands of miles.
Fortunately, the Demon Suppression Sect had powerful experts like Qing guarding them, which prevented the danger of annihilation.
Monkey Head grew more and more courageous in battle; seeing Lingfeng continuously evade his attacks only fueled his anger.
Meanwhile, Lingfeng, witnessing the suffering of the people, had no mind for fighting and could only keep fleeing while trying to deflect Monkey Head's assaults.
However, Lingfeng's Demonic Nature had already dissipated, and his cultivation was far from what it used to be. After prolonged flight and the use of Spell, he had exhausted a significant amount of his internal Demonic Nature.
After flying for a while, Lingfeng suddenly sensed that things had calmed down behind him.
Curiously glancing back, he saw Monkey Head grinning wickedly, with his long sword gathering a massive amount of Demonic Energy, seemingly preparing to launch an attack.
Confused, Lingfeng looked at Monkey Head, thinking that such an attack would not harm him given his evasion speed and would only deplete Monkey Head's own Spiritual Energy. What exactly was he planning?
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