Drizzling, Li Qingshan gazed at the swamp that was even larger than Moon Court lake in the distance. The water reflected the dark clouds in the sky.
Although it was a little shallower overall, it was vast. If he could refine it, he would probably benefit even more than the water of the Clear river. Perhaps he would be able to accumulate enough power to suppress the ox demon.
"This swamp is your territory?"
Li Qingshan looked away and looked at the burly Daemon General. He refused to believe that there was a Daemon Commander bold enough to move about on the surface under the Treaty of Kings. The Ruyi commandery was adjacent to the Dragon province, a central region under the rule of the Great Xia empire. It was not some remote place like the Mist province.
"Piss off!"
The burly Daemon Commander bellowed out. He did not explain at all. A mere Daemon General was actually questioning him!
At the same time, he opened his mouth to an unbelievable degree and spat out a half-transparent bubble. As he flew through the air, it elongated into an oval shape and flew towards Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan raised his hand and spread his fingers, grabbing the bubble. He felt a tremendous force from his palm, which actually ached slightly. "You really are a Daemon Commander after all. You're quite something."
"That's impossible!" The Daemon Commander's eyes immediately bulged out. The bubble was one of his innate abilities. It was extremely powerful, such that even Daemon Commanders would not dare to take it head-on, yet the North Moon had blocked it with a single hand.
It surprised Li Qingshan instead. "Don't make it as exaggerated as a character from a cartoon!"
The Daemon Commander had no idea what he was talking about. The bubble whistled, but it was unable to advance any further. He suddenly smiled viciously, and the bubble twisted violently.
Li Qingshan sensed an explosive energy within it. Right when it was about to erupt, Li Qingshan suppressed it with the spirit turtle before tossing it behind him casually.
Boom!
With a great rumble, a huge pit appeared in the swamp. The fierce wind surged like a typhoon, and the mud was thrown into the air like bullets.
A large tree was riddled with holes before being uprooted by the fierce wind, flying into the sky and brushing past Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan clapped his hands and continued the topic Just Now. "Since this territory isn't yours, it's mine now. Please scram!"
"I've changed my mind. You stay here and let Lorci give you a piece of territory as ransom!"
The Daemon Commander was immediately enraged. He kicked off the ground and charged towards Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan remained as ordinary as ever. He raised a hand.
The Demon Commander opened his mouth wide and spat out several bubbles. However, they followed different trajectories as they flew randomly in the air.
Li Qingshan was surrounded by these bubbles all around him. He was surrounded.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The bubbles exploded at the same time, and the Demon Commander charged into the center of the explosion with a sinister smile. However, the figure still maintained his original posture, his arm forward, his scarlet hair flying in the wind, although there were some wounds on his body. However, that was nothing to a monster with a strong physique.
After breaking through to the fifth layer of the ox demon, his ox hide was indeed much tougher than before apart from his innate abilities. For the first time, it surpassed the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell and became his strongest defence.
The Daemon Commander's eyes suddenly bulged out. He felt like the battle was extremely bad. He wanted to stop, but the scarlet figure arrived before him with a flash, only inches away. A hand pressed down on his large, bald head, and a terrifying, irresistible force appeared on his head.
"I told you not to act like you're in a cartoon! What if you make me laugh during the battle and ruin the atmosphere!? "
Li Qingshan roared. He grabbed the Daemon Commander's large, bald head and spun him around in the air three times before swinging him towards the ground.
With a boom, the Daemon Commander sank deep into the swamp.
The swamp suddenly bulged. Something seemed to constantly expand beneath the swamp, reaching the size of a hill.
A pair of eyes the size of ponds bulged out, pushing through the mud. It opened its huge, fissure-like mouth and produced a thunderous rumble.
Croak!
Li Qingshan exhaled. "So I've misunderstood you."
… …
Amidst the scattered drizzle, a small village lay quietly in the valley. The chaotic sound of horse hooves broke the silence. A group of bandits came to the valley. Only the one-eyed rider pulled out his sword and pointed it at the village.
"Brothers, do you want to do this?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! "the bandits called out together.
"Steal money, steal food, steal women! We'll kill anyone who gets in our way! "the bandit leader called out as his horse raised its hooves high into the air.
"Kill them all! Kill them all! "
At this moment, there was a rustling in the bushes. The bandit leader's ears twitched, and he called out, "Who's there?!" With a wave of his hand, a metal caltrop flew out. He was also a master of the jianghu.
Clang! The caltrop seemed to strike something, flying back. The bandits swarmed over and swung their blades wildly. The bushes collapsed, but there was no one there.
"Hmm? What's this? It seems to be a letter! "
A short bandit lay on the ground. He blinked his eyes and saw a letter lying on the grass. He didn't know what kind of paper it was made of, but it didn't get wet despite being wet. On it were the words "For Qingshan". He reached out his hand to pick it up. The letter moved very quickly.
Just Now, the bandits saw that there was something under the letter.
A skeleton the size of an index finger carried the letter. It looked rather ferocious, but it was so small that it didn't look scary.
"What is this strange thing!?" The bandits cried out.
"It might be a treasure. Catch it!" the bandit leader ordered.
Whoosh!
The skeleton turned into a white light and disappeared. The short bandit suddenly froze, a bloody hole appearing on his forehead. What spurted out wasn't blood or brain matter, but white flames.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh! The white light passed through the bushes, and the bandits were all stunned.
Amidst the neighing of the horses, the bandit leader pulled on the reins and retreated, waving the blade in his hand wildly. But the little skeleton stood still in front of him.
"This lowly one has offended the High Immortal. I deserve to die a thousand times. Please forgive me, High Immortal!"
The bandit leader fell off his horse and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
The skeleton swelled up, turning into a Skeleton Demon dozens of feet tall. It cackled strangely as it grabbed the bandit in its hand. It didn't use the Samādhi Flames of White Bone to refine him, but instead stuffed him into its mouth and chewed on him. Blood splattered everywhere.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" The scream alarmed the small village in the col.
Thump!
The Skeleton Demon, who was eating heartily, tilted its head and fell heavily to the ground. It was as if an invisible hand had forcefully flicked its head.
The Skeleton Demon crawled to its feet, its head spinning a few times. Its body rapidly shrank, returning to the size of an index finger. Carrying the letter, it burrowed into the bushes.
Little Ann tapped her thumb and middle finger together gently. Her hand was like a lotus flower as she sat in the main hall of the Anāsravāṇa temple, gazing up at the buddha statue and listening to the chimes of the bell quietly. One of the shiny, white prayer beads on her wrist hidden under her sleeve was missing.
Once she was too far away, it would take even more effort to control the Skull Prayer Beads. However, with the Skeleton Demon's strength, sending a letter was no problem.
After recovering her past memories, her mind had become even sharper, especially when it came to the ways of the world. She understood a lot more, but she also gained a lot of distracting thoughts and worries.
In terms of "comprehension" alone, she was not as good as the original Little Ann. Although she was muddle-headed, the purity of her thoughts surpassed her cleverness and cunning.
She wanted to purge this cleverness and cunning before the buddha, solidifying her resolve to destroy the buddha.
She did not want to be her original self anymore. She wanted to forget her past name. She only wanted to be his Little Ann.
However, the second layer of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty was still lacking something. It was difficult for her to break through. She could only comprehend the buddhist dharma that was even more profound.
Little Ann murmured to herself, "The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga."
… …
A colossal bullfrog flipped over and laid on the swamp. Its white belly faced the sky, like a lone island in the boundless swamp.
Li Qingshan laid on the lone island, basking in the sun and slowly recovering his daemon qi.
The bullfrog Daemon Commander was slightly weaker than the Spider Queen, but it possessed an innate ability that could reflect external forces. Dealing with it was quite troublesome.
The underbrush rustled, and the Skeleton Demon leapt out, flying over.
"Hmm?" Li Qingshan swept his messy, scarlet hair behind him and accepted the letter from the Skeleton Demon. He recognised it as soon as he saw the words. "Qiongzhi!"
He immediately opened it and read it carefully. His expression gradually grew heavy.
It was not a long letter, but it was written intermittently. There were traces of tears on it. He read the last sentence.
"Qingshan, I really want to see you!"
Li Qingshan was taken aback for a while. He felt rather apologetic inside. He had underestimated the status uncle Han held in Han Qiongzhi's heart.
His parents had passed away when he was young, and he had grown up alone. He had never experienced the so-called familial love from his elder brother and sister-in-law, so he had unavoidably underestimated the word.
He stood up and recalled her tearful and sorrowful face. He was tempted to see his current state immediately. All he could do was let out a long sigh. Right now, he could not even suppress his daemon qi. Thinking up to there, he suddenly made up his mind. His gaze became determined.
The Skeleton Demon circled around the colossal bullfrog. The flames in its eye sockets shone brightly. It was very interested in such a large pile of quality flesh and blood. Finally, it could not hold back anymore. It grew to several meters tall and bit down viciously.
"Croak!" The bullfrog let out a miserable shriek and leapt several dozen meters into the air, fleeing into the distance in fear.
The Skeleton Demon was about to pursue it when Li Qingshan grabbed its neck and shoved the letter into its hand.
He gazed at the horizon and said to himself, "I'll be there as soon as possible. Wait for me!"
… …
In the Umbral Yin sect, the Dark Queen took out the captured soul. She turned a deaf ear to the pleas and curses of the Marquis of Ruyi and the others. They would be able to enjoy it themselves later.
This was probably the misfortune of cultivators. If mortals died, their souls would naturally return to samsara, which instead made them almost immortal.
Cultivators seemed to have long lifespans, but unless they died of old age, once they were killed in battle, their souls would not necessarily have the opportunity to reincarnate.
The higher their cultivation was, the higher the cultivation of the cultivator who killed them. Their souls basically struggled to escape the fate of being captured and killed. That was the so-called annihilation of the soul and doom.
The Dark Queen was mildly surprised and discovered one was missing. She rubbed her forehead and remembered the final spear strike. Did you let his soul escape?
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