After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 150

“End Everything?”

Wuwang Immortal Venerable sneered, “You led her here. Are you trying to get her to kill you to end everything? Do you think this Venerable will believe that? In this Venerable’s view, you are merely trying to find a more suitable vessel to prolong your filthy vermin’s pathetic existence!”

Qin Qingyi stood behind Wuwang Immortal Venerable, her doubts not entirely dispelled by the Venerable’s arrival. Instead, they became more complex.

The Demon God’s words just now, the scenes shown, and that drop of Demon God’s blood that stirred her heart… all intertwined, making it impossible for her to completely dismiss everything like the Immortal Venerable.

The ball of flesh let out a long, heavy sigh, the weariness in the sound almost overflowing: “If all I said were lies, why would the Immortal Venerable be so eager to destroy that drop of blood and prevent her from knowing the truth?”

At these words, Qin Qingyi keenly noticed that the senior’s arm shielding her seemed to stiffen for a moment.

“Nonsense!”

Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s voice grew colder, laced with the anger of being offended, “If I didn’t stop it, should this Venerable watch you, a fiend, confuse a junior of my race?”

“Senior.” Qin Qingyi’s voice was very soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

“Please wait. I want to… hear it out.”

Wuwang Immortal Venerable abruptly turned to look at her, her eyes full of disbelief: “Qingyi! Did you believe this fiend’s ghostly lies?!”

“I don’t fully believe it.” Qin Qingyi met her gaze, shaking her head, her eyes clear.

“But I need to know… the reason why my sister apprentice and I were chosen.”

The ball of flesh slowly began to move again, seemingly expanding, spreading towards the surroundings.

Qin Qingyi retreated two steps, maintaining a safe distance, and finally saw clearly.

What lay before her was not a ball of flesh, but clearly a flesh lotus flower!

The petals of the lotus slowly unfolded, revealing everything within.

Inside, was a torso with no head or limbs!

Ugly and weak, it lay motionless within the flesh lotus. If not for the faint rise and fall of its chest, Qin Qingyi would have thought it was just a broken corpse.

Qin Qingyi’s pupils contracted.

“Not quite what you imagined?” The Demon God was reading Qin Qingyi’s thoughts again.

She frowned in displeasure, but still listened to the other party continue.

“I apologize for scaring you. This is my true form, the body of the Demon God.”

“If you wish, you can end me at any time.”

Qin Qingyi paused, looking at the fragile Demon God remnant, and raised her voice: “You said I can end everything. How do I end it? What exactly do you want to tell us? That drop of blood, what else will it bring besides the truth?”

The ball of flesh was silent for a moment, seemingly weighing its options, or perhaps gathering strength. The surrounding blood pool gurgled, and the five tentacles slowly pulsed.

Finally, the Demon God’s voice sounded again. This time, it resonated directly in Qin Qingyi’s mind, carrying a sense of desperate resolve:

“That drop of blood holds half of my origin power. Touching it, you will see all the buried past, feel the pain and struggle of me and my race, and simultaneously… you will gain my power.”

“I cannot leave this place. If you wish to stop my sister, you will need my power.”

“What is the price?” Qin Qingyi asked calmly.

“There is no price.”

Qin Qingyi remained unmoved: “How can I believe you.”

The Demon God’s remnant sighed, “By the fact that you do not wish for the tragedy of a thousand years ago to repeat itself.”

Qin Qingyi’s gaze fell upon the blood bead that was slowly seeping out and hovering in the air from the center of the torso within the flesh lotus.

It was more crimson than before, yet the golden light within grew brighter, as if containing endless energy.

The Demon God’s origin was actually golden blood.

She recalled the blood pool beneath Black Water Cliff, the younglings that vanished in the Demon race’s conspiracy, the hundred years of winter in the Profound Heaven Realm, and her sister apprentice… as well as the ethereal “Heavenly Dao” that had dragged her and her sister apprentice into endless disputes.

Acceptance might lead to an abyss, but rejection… did she have the luxury to reject it?

Seeing her about to step forward, Wuwang Immortal Venerable quickly intervened: “Qingyi! Beware of deception!?”

But she was no longer listening to these warnings.

Under the horrified gaze of Wuwang Immortal Venerable, Qin Qingyi suddenly stretched out her finger and reached for that hovering—

Drop of Demon God’s Origin Blood.

The moment her fingertip touched the drop of origin demon blood, Qin Qingyi did not feel the expected impact or pain.

A feeling of extreme, ice-cold tranquility enveloped her.

There was no painful wailing, no desire for destruction. What flooded into her sea of consciousness was a torrent of memories vast as the starry sea—

She saw the beautiful demon land named Moxysoco, which she had only briefly glimpsed in the blood pool, and the birth and frolicking of the Demon God—when they were just the most ordinary demon children on Moxysoco.

She experienced, with empathy, the great sorrow of their homeland being torn apart when the meteor descended, the helplessness of drifting through the chaos of space, and the searing pain of the spirit energy’s rejection upon first arriving in the Profound Heaven Realm.

She saw more clearly how the Demon race gradually twisted in pain and pollution, how their desire to rebuild their home became an obsession to destroy all realms.

Everything.

Qin Qingyi abruptly opened her eyes.

Her right eye was still clear as before, but her left eye had transformed into a deep, vertical pupil flowing with dark golden demon patterns!

Vast power surged within her body. It was neither pure spiritual energy nor filthy demonic energy, but a more ancient, more fundamental power, close to the origin of the world.

The Leaving Blank Sword hummed in her hand. On the sword’s body, the clear sword light and the dark red demon patterns intertwined and coiled, both bizarre and harmonious.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable looked at her with complex feelings, knowing she had made her choice.

Just then—

“Rumble!!!”

The entire underground space violently shook, as if some colossal entity was forcefully tearing the secret realm’s spatial barrier.

Qin Qingyi looked up, only to see rocks showering down from the ceiling, the surroundings swaying, and the blood pool churning.

A demonic energy far more sinister, tyrannical, and filled with endless malice than this place, rushed in like a substantive black tide from the passage they had used to enter!

Wherever the demonic energy passed, the long-burning lamps on the walls instantly extinguished, and the surroundings were eroded into darkness.

The overwhelming, utterly pure evil demonic energy surged into the central altar like a tsunami. Amidst the shattered rocks and dust, the thick, inky demonic energy converged, solidifying into a giant, twisted phantom head—

It was precisely the Demon God’s head that Qin Qingyi had seen in the Black Water Cliff blood pool!

At this moment, the pair of cruel, icy demon eyes on the head were fixed on Qin Qingyi.

The next instant, a piercing scream erupted.

“Sister—!!!”

The Demon God’s head let out an earth-shattering roar, filled with the fury of betrayal.

“You actually! You actually gave away your origin power! You betrayed our homeland! Betrayed our dead clansmen!”

The flesh lotus on the altar trembled violently, and a voice struggled to emerge, filled with pain and pleading: “Sister… stop it… destruction won’t bring back Moxysoco… our tragedy shouldn’t be repeated here…”

“Shut up!” The phantom head screamed sharply, “Moxysoco is gone! It’s because we were too weak back then! Only absolute power, destroying everything, cleansing all, can establish a new order belonging to our Demon race on the ruins! A brand new, stronger Moxysoco! These ant cultivators, their flesh, blood, and souls, will be the best foundation for our new home!”

“You’re insane! That’s not rebuilding a home at all, that’s outright slaughter and plunder!” The elder sister argued desperately.

“So what?!” The younger sister’s voice was filled with fanaticism and obsession, “Survival of the fittest, it’s the law of nature! Sister, you are always so weak! If you hadn’t been indecisive back then, why would we have ended up drifting here?!”

“Only killing! Kill everything! Reconstruct our land with their blood and souls! You are weak! You are foolish! Then let me destroy your rotten benevolence along with you!”

Before the words finished, the phantom head violently opened its mouth, and a beam of pitch-black light, purely composed of malice and the will to destroy, tore through space and blasted directly at the ball of flesh on the altar!

Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s face drastically changed. She was about to rush forward to block the attack regardless of the consequences.

But she saw Qin Qingyi move.

She did not raise her sword, but raised her left hand. In front of her fair palm, an incredibly complex dark gold demon pattern array appeared.

“Boom—!”

The beam of light fiercely struck the array!

There was no explosion, no impact. That terrifying energy, enough to destroy mountains, was rapidly absorbed and dissolved by the demon pattern array, as if a clay ox had plunged into the sea!

Qin Qingyi’s figure swayed slightly. The demon pupil in her left eye glowed intensely, while a clear sword intent flashed in her right eye.

She successfully blocked this attack, using the understanding and control authority over the essence of the Demon race’s power, granted to her by the elder sister’s divine consciousness within the Demon God remnant!

“What?!” The Demon God’s head was shocked, followed by an even more frenzied rage, “Despicable thief! Return my sister’s power!”

More tentacles burst forth from behind the head, surging towards Qin Qingyi in an overwhelming manner.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable also joined the battle. Though she was unwilling to protect the Demon God remnant behind her, at this moment, the Demon God’s head in front of them was clearly a greater threat.

But even so, their defense was extremely strained. The surrounding tentacles seemed endless, not to mention the attacks occasionally interspersed by the Demon God’s head.

Before long, Qin Qingyi was wounded, and Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s figure became increasingly faint.

“How much longer can you hold out?”

The Demon God’s head’s voice was full of mockery, “You can block me, but can you block the countless demonic seeds I’ve scattered throughout this secret realm?”

As she spoke, a bizarre mental wave spread from the phantom head, instantly covering the entire secret realm!

…

In other areas of the secret realm.

Disciples from the major sects were fighting against suddenly appearing demonized entities. A disciple had just finished off a demonized entity when her body suddenly stiffened. A trace of black energy flashed in her eyes, and then she abruptly turned her sword and viciously plunged it into the back of her fellow disciple beside her!

“Junior Sister Li! What are you doing?!”

“Kill! Kill them! For the Demon God!” The disciple possessed by the demonic seed was frenzied, attacking all living beings around her.

Similar scenes unfolded continuously throughout the secret realm. The cultivators who were originally fighting the demons together instantly fell into internal chaos. Suspicion and fear spread, and many people were ambushed and killed by their suddenly crazed companions before they could even react.

Fear spread rapidly like a plague.

…

In the Moon Lake Underground Palace, although Qin Qingyi and Wuwang Immortal Venerable were not directly affected by the demonic seeds, they perceived the dramatic changes happening outside, and their faces instantly became incredibly grim.

“Do you see, Sister!” The Demon God’s head roared with laughter, “This is power! This is dominance! Your purification is futile!”

As early as the first attack began, the flesh lotus had closed up and reverted to the ball of flesh. However, it was wriggling more violently now. It was desperately resisting and trying to purify the malicious intent being transmitted, but this clearly made its already overburdened state even worse.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s eyes were cold. She knew the situation absolutely could not be allowed to continue this way. She yelled at Qin Qingyi, “Qingyi, hold your mind steady! This demon’s true body is not here, it is only a projection of consciousness and partial power. We can still fight! You and I, join forces, and first destroy this phantom!”

Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s eyes were resolute. Although her figure, having undergone the previous fierce battle, had faded to only a last sliver of existence, she still did not retreat.

She was prepared to fight the Demon God to the death!

Even if the price was her immediate dissipation, she absolutely, absolutely could not allow this Demon God to return to the Profound Heaven Realm!

Qin Qingyi nodded firmly.

Just as Wuwang Immortal Venerable was condensing her sword momentum and Qin Qingyi was tightly gripping Leaving Blank, preparing for a desperate fight—

“Senior Sister!”

A clear, cold summons, accompanied by a pure, utterly frigid azure sword light, descended from the heavens!

Where the sword light passed, the dense, malicious demonic energy instantly retreated as if encountering a natural enemy.

“Emotionless Dao?! Wugou (No Fault)?!!”

The Demon God’s head was surprised and uncertain, tentatively touching the sword intent, but then quickly withdrew its tentacles as if scalded.

Zhou Zhixue, in snow-white robes, stood gracefully beside Qin Qingyi. Her aura was harmonious and restrained. Her former coldness had transformed into absolute indifference. Her eyes seemed to reflect the myriad of human dust, yet regarded it as nothing. There was no trace of her past emotions in the depths of her eyes.

“Sister Apprentice!”

Qin Qingyi was overjoyed to see that Zhou Zhixue was unharmed, but the icy Dao charm emanating from her, which pushed people away, quickly subsided the joy, turning it into an indescribable bitterness.

Her sister apprentice had broken through the countless illusions of the mortal world, pierced through the falsehood, and seen the true self.

At this moment—

Supreme Obliviousness Dao, Ninth Level!

Zhou Zhixue slightly nodded to Qin Qingyi. Her gaze swept over Wuwang Immortal Venerable, and finally landed on the Demon God’s phantom head, her voice calm and devoid of emotion:

“Demon God’s malice, wreaking havoc on the world, deserves execution.”

Without extra words, the Supreme Obliviousness Sword Intent, attached to the Chang Le Sword, had already locked onto the Demon God’s phantom head.

The situation instantly shifted to three against one.