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At that moment, Tiger Brother suddenly leaped forward, positioning himself behind Chen Moxuan. This startled him, prompting him to follow Tiger Brother's wary gaze.
A figure slowly emerged a few meters behind them. To his astonishment, the person's steps were light, each footfall seemingly treading on air as if walking on solid ground. Their appearance was ethereal and ever-changing, sometimes resembling the heads of chickens or dogs, and at other times transforming into a pregnant monk or nun. The rapidity of these changes was dizzying, yet the figure never paused for even a moment.
Chen Moxuan felt a stirring in his heart; this familiar sensation reminded him of an ancient legend. Is this Bian Mo Jun? His brows knitted tightly as he spoke in a low voice, "I didn't expect him to be the Human Demon. But why does he seem so familiar?"
Tiger Brother let out a low growl, clearly recognizing the identity of the newcomer. His eyes were filled with vigilance and hostility. Bian Mo Jun was a notorious figure known for his unpredictable abilities and ruthless methods of killing. He had been active for a time before vanishing without a trace, making it difficult even for Master Shao Lanyin to locate him.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to show up too," Chen Moxuan sneered.
Bian Mo Jun did not immediately launch an attack; instead, he stood still, his ever-changing eyes scrutinizing Chen Moxuan and Tiger Brother as if assessing their strength—or perhaps communicating with some unseen presence.
Seeing Chen Moxuan's grave expression, Tiger Brother quietly asked, "Chen Xiaozi, do you recognize this Human Demon?"
Chen Moxuan observed the figure for a moment longer before realization dawned on him. "I remember who he is; I have indeed seen him before."
In ancient times, during the turmoil of the earth and continuous warfare, I often descended the mountain to aid innocent people. Once, I encountered a wandering cultivator whose movements were elusive and whose speech was quite peculiar. The spells he wielded bore a striking resemblance to those of this Human Demon.
His gaze sharpened as he looked at Bian Mo Jun and coldly remarked, "If I recall correctly, it should be this guy."
This person practiced a technique called Duan Yuan Li Hun Jue, aimed at severing ties with the mundane world to achieve a state of transcendent detachment. However, judging by his current appearance, it was evident that he had not truly accomplished this goal; instead, he had been possessed by the Human Demon and had given rise to Xin Mo—he had fallen into darkness!
"Do you remember when I gave you the Tranquil Heart Pill and told you to come find me if anything happened? Why didn’t you seek me out?" Chen Moxuan asked loudly, looking at Bian Mo Jun.
Bian Mo Jun's expression suddenly changed, revealing a fierce and menacing look on his face. Just as Tiger Brother tensed up, ready to pounce, Bian Mo Jun's demeanor shifted again. When he spoke, his voice carried an inexplicable weariness.
"I am no longer the Bian Mo Jun of that time. Now, I am known as Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren."
Upon hearing this, Chen Moxuan narrowed his eyes, staring at the figure of Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren, who had suddenly transformed back into a dog-like visage. A cold smile crept onto his lips. "Oh? So now you truly have forgotten your emotions and your path?"
At these words, Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's body trembled violently. The changes in his eyes intensified, as if some deep-seated emotion within him had been abruptly stirred. He let out a roar filled with anger and resentment.
"Forget? How could I forget! Especially after being possessed by this Mo Soul! Every day and every night, those past memories cling to me like shadows, etched into my very being!"
His roar reverberated through the air, shaking the surroundings as if the very atmosphere quivered in response. Although Chen Moxuan and Tiger Brother were not weak, they felt their minds disturbed by the intensity of his outburst. Behind them, Dao Qian Zhen Ren and Tian Qiong Zi—two deeply skilled cultivators—were even more affected by the cry. They felt a sense of unease wash over them, as if their very essence had been damaged, leaving an indescribable pain coursing through their bodies.
"Hmph, forget my emotions and my path? If it weren't for this Mo Soul clinging to me, perhaps I could still seek some form of relief. Now, I am both detached from everything and trapped in this unshakeable Mo Ying!"
Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's voice was laced with endless bitterness and struggle. His form shifted again, each transformation revealing his inner turmoil and fury.
Chen Moxuan understood that Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren was actually battling with his own Xin Mo for control of his body. However, seeing that Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren could still engage in conversation sparked a thought in him. He asked solemnly, "What brings you here this time? Is it merely to fight me?"
Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's gaze was complex and ever-changing as he stared at Chen Moxuan. His voice carried an unmistakable hint of longing and pain.
"No, I am here for that thing within you. I can sense its presence; it resonates with the power of my own Xin Mo."
"Are you talking about Yan Bing?" Chen Moxuan furrowed his brow. Indeed, he had a great demon sealed within him, and he had never thought this would connect him to the figure before him, Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren.
"That's right." Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's voice was low and resolute. "I want to consume the demon within you! Or perhaps, let it help me escape this endless sea of suffering. Only then can I reclaim my true self and break free from the shackles of Mo Soul."
At that moment, Tiger Brother suddenly laughed, a glint of cunning and confidence in his smile. "Since you want to escape the sea of suffering, I can help you."
Before he finished speaking, Tiger Brother transformed into a bolt of lightning and lunged directly at Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren. Clearly, Tiger Brother intended to resolve this with brute force!
Seeing this, Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's eyes flashed with surprise, which was quickly replaced by indifference. He snorted coldly, his figure swaying as he effortlessly dodged Tiger Brother's fierce charge, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void.
"Hmph, a mere beast thinks it can help me escape my suffering? How ridiculous!" Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren mocked.
At the same time, he waved his sleeve and unleashed the Separation Hand. An invisible wave instantly enveloped Tiger Brother, seemingly aimed at striking his head.
However, contrary to Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren's expectations, Tiger Brother did not lose himself as anticipated. A hint of mockery flickered in its eyes as its body suddenly trembled, shattering the invisible wave into fragments.
As a Qiongqi, Tiger Brother possessed extraordinary resilience and resistance; how could it be easily disturbed?
"Your methods are useless against me!" Tiger Brother sneered and lunged at Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren once more.
This time, it opened its massive jaws and let out a deafening roar. Upon hearing this, Jue Chen Wang Dao Ren felt his mind sway violently, nearly losing control under the chaotic sound waves.
He was inwardly alarmed; he hadn't expected this beast to possess such power. He quickly cast the Separation Chant in an attempt to counterattack with sound waves.
In an instant, two waves of sound clashed in the air, producing a series of thunderous booms.
Chen Moxuan and those behind him—Dao Qian Zhen Ren and Tian Qiong Zi—changed color upon witnessing this spectacle. They wanted to dodge but found it too late. Their faces flushed crimson as they nearly spat out blood.
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