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Chapter 176: Chapter 174: I'm Not Willing to Accept This

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The following day.

Refining Chamber.

Zhou Yi executed the Fire Control Technique, currently in the process of refining a flying sword magic artifact.

Although the Earth Fire Palace in the Eastern Sea is famous for its Earth Origin Shield, it also possesses other magic artifact scrolls, one of which is the Pure Yang Sword.

Once this sword is refined, its power is quite ordinary, and it lacks any extraordinary divine abilities, however, combined with the Pure Yang Scripture, it is extremely effective against evil and heretical enemies.

Suddenly.

The Xuanwu Divine Armor activated on its own, shielding against wisps of strange black qi.

Zhou Yi contemplated for a moment, lightly touched with his finger, and after some lifespan was consumed, the black qi dissipated on its own.

"I just don't know if the cost of casting the spell is too great!"

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Three days later.

At dusk.

Zhou Yi was meditating on the Lightning Method, feeling an affinity that indicated he was not far from the realm of Divine Skills.

"Elder Brother Jiang achieved divine skills in ten years; it took me a whole five to six hundred years. Why is the gap between people so large?"

At the same time, the curse-induced black qi appeared out of nowhere, shaving off ten years of his lifespan.

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Half a month later.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Zhou Yi took out a jar of Spiritual Wine, aged for five hundred years, and sat on the palace roof to drink alone under the moon, going through memories of eight hundred years.

"Loneliness, desolation!"

The curse-induced black qi arrived just in time to interrupt Zhou Yi's lamentations.

"Again!"

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Fire Bamboo Forest.

As the number of spell sacrifices increased, the ghostly qi almost solidified into shape.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch reinforced the formation and prohibition again, just enough to prevent exposure, and watched in raging fury as the demonic god jeered after devouring his lifespan.

"Thirty days, a full thirty days!"

"Each successful spell casting strips away thirty years of my lifespan; why hasn't that Tang Xuan died yet?"

Huo Yan, suppressed by the immense demonic might, couldn't lift himself off the ground. Seeing the imminent outbreak of the Blood Moon Demon Monarch's rage, he feared he would be the first to be killed and frantically searched for a way to survive.

"Senior, it's certain that Tang Xuan is a True Monarch, and he has formed his Golden Core not long ago. Perhaps, he has not yet reached the age of a hundred years?"

"Not yet a hundred years old!"

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch's pupils constricted, and he exclaimed in shock, "This scoundrel has formed a Golden Core before the age of a hundred, and is a peerless cultivation genius of the past few thousand years. His practice is certainly the orthodox Cultivation Technique and he must not be spared!"

Huo Yan nodded repeatedly, "Once he grows up, he will surely become a major thorn in the side of the Demon Dao."

"Such a genius must be killed!"

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch formed a Dharma Seal with his hands, drawing out strands of life force from within as he sacrificially offered them to the demonic god to cast the curse.

Huo Yan breathed a sigh of relief as the cold murderous intention faded, knowing he had dodged a deadly calamity.

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Ten days later.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch caressed his long hair, which had gone from black to speckled with white in just over a month.

He was over three hundred years old when he came to the Eastern Sea, expended over thirty years to curse Feng Yang to death, and now he had consumed another four hundred years.

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"How has Tang Xuan not died yet?"

"My lord Demon Monarch, you are unaware of something."

Huo Yan had already thought of an excuse, "That Tang Xuan is proficient in the four arts of cultivation, especially in the Alchemy Dao, he must have refined and consumed Life-Extending Elixirs."

"Skilled in alchemy, could he be a disciple of the Alchemy Cauldron?"

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The Blood Moon Demon Monarch hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Danding Sect already has Xuan Xiao, they absolutely cannot produce another Tang Xuan. Even if I exhaust my lifespan and my cultivation dissipates, dragging a generation's prodigy to death with me won't be in vain!"

"What a broad and unyielding spirit the Demon Monarch has!"

Huo Yan clapped continuously, but his gaze was filled with pity and mockery.

As a bystander, it was clear: at this moment, the Blood Moon Demon Monarch was like a gambler who had lost his reason to rage.

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A few more days passed.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch's breath was weak, his ghostly body had turned semi-transparent, and his phantom-like white hair floated with the wind.

He had consumed a great amount of medicinal pills to consolidate his ghostly form and used the Profound Yin Treasure Bead to anchor his soul, then waved his hand to put away the Demonic God Altar.

"I will report back to the sect immediately, there's an anomaly in the East Sea Earth Fire Palace, and ask the elders to take action. That mere Golden Elixir True Monarch, no matter how talented or exceptional, could easily be crushed by an elder with a simple hand gesture!"

Huo Yan expressed his concerns, "With your current state, it's difficult to conceal your aura, you might not be a match for that Tang Xuan?"

"Hehehe... My curse magic has mysteriously failed; I do not plan to hide my aura any longer. It's just the right opportunity to regain the upper hand with my escape skill!"

Gasping violently for breath, the Blood Moon Demon Monarch spat out a few mouthfuls of ghostly essence and said, "My life is intermingled with the Profound Yin Treasure Bead in ghostly cultivation. My body can attach to the magic artifact, and my escape speed is rare in the world. Even if that Tang Xuan kid notices, what can he do?"

"Demon Monarch's methods are truly unparalleled!"

Happiness showed on Huo Yan's face. Once the Blood Moon Demon Monarch drew Tang Xuan away, he would be able to leave safely.

Half an hour later.

The formation and prohibition in the bamboo forest disappeared, ghostly qi rose like wolf smoke into the sky, and a pitch-black escape light flew towards the Nine Continents.

"Tang Xuan you whelp, I will come back again!"

The escape light was incredibly fast and vanished from sight in an instant, leaving a long black streak across the heavens—clearly, it was a defiant provocation.

Before the voice had dropped.

Three-colored escape light rose from the Hall of Spiritual Fire, following the trail to give chase, moving several times faster than the Blood Moon Demon Monarch.

"Ah! How dare he still burn his lifespan?"

The complexion of the Blood Moon Demon Monarch changed drastically, regret and despair rising in his heart. If he had known this, he should have saved more of his lifespan.

In his despair, madness flashed in the eyes of the Blood Moon Demon Monarch. When the escape light behind him drew near, he turned around resolutely, ready to strike with all he had left!

Zhou Yi's escape light got increasingly closer, his Divine Sense swept over the Profound Yin Treasure Bead, noticing the Blood Moon Demon Monarch's weakening presence. He did not rush to kill but rather slowed his escape speed, leisurely following behind and using the Lightning Method to bombard from afar.

Boom boom boom...

The sound of thunder rolled continuously, and hundreds of lightning bolts wove into a net, enveloping the Profound Yin Treasure Bead within it.

"Damn it!"

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch stared at the figure miles away, knowing even if he were to sacrifice himself in an attack, the other could easily dodge with his escape speed.

"Is this ghost cultivator friend from the Ghost King Sect?"

Zhou Yi asked aloud, "Some days ago, my fellow disciple died mysteriously of exhausted lifespan; was it fellow Daoist's magic that secretly harmed him?"

"So what if it was?"

Threateningly, the Blood Moon Demon Monarch said, "I have spell imprints left by my sect. If you dare to kill me, then be ready for the ceaseless pursuit of a Nascent Soul elder!"

"Resorting to such despicable means to live implies that fellow Daoist is indeed on his last legs."

Zhou Yi continued his Lightning Method without pause, bombarding the Profound Yin Treasure Bead relentlessly, with the soul of the Blood Moon Demon Monarch inside nearing disintegration.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch exhaled his primal ghostly essence as the Profound Yin Treasure Bead shone with a netherworldly divine light, turning into a massive demon cloud spanning over ten acres, enveloping Zhou Yi.

Whoosh!

The three-colored escape light transformed, and in an instant, Zhou Yi appeared dozens of miles away, the rolling demon cloud unable to harm him in the slightest.

"I refuse to accept this!"

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch was already on the brink of death, and with the consecutive loss of his vital energy, his ghostly body collapsed on its own.

A stream of ghostly essence flew out from the Profound Yin Treasure Bead, attaching to the Xuanwu Divine Armor and transforming into a ghastly ghost face imprint.

"Worthy of being a Demon Saint Relic, it can actually block the pursuit spells of a Nascent Soul elder."

Zhou Yi washed away the ghost face imprint several times with mana, and it quickly faded, much easier to eradicate than when adhered to the body. He waved his hand to release a surge of Pure Yang Spiritual Fire, burning and refining the Profound Yin Treasure Bead for a long time until not a trace of ghostly essence remained.

Divine Sense swept over the Profound Yin Treasure Bead, finding mountains of Spirit Stones and Spiritual Objects inside, hundreds of jade slips, and various Magic Artifacts and pill bottles.

"Not all demon cultivators are bad, indeed. If a few more True Monarchs like this one could deliver themselves, perhaps I could gather enough resources to ascend to Nascent Soul. Why worry about the path not prospering?"