After a series of battles, Li Qingshan finally gained the upper hand. He was tempted to laugh aloud. In the painting, although Mo Yu had the upper hand in the beginning, his daemon Qi was not limitless. He had used many abilities at full strength and was heavily injured by Li Qingshan a few times, so it had actually taken a lot out of him.
On the other hand, Li Qingshan displayed astonishing endurance. As time went by, Mo Yu gradually ran out of stamina. He was struck three times by Li Qingshan and lost. It would not be easy for him to break free now.
Li Qingshan gripped the painting firmly. Even if the Dragon King Of The Sea took action, he would not be able to take it away completely. The painting did possess wondrous effects, but in terms of toughness, it was not as tough as some arcane artifacts forged from metal. It definitely could not withstand the full strength of two Daemon Commanders.
"You … North Moon … what do you want?"
At that moment, fury flooded Mo Yu's face, but he immediately recovered his expressionless, dead face. Now that the North Moon had the upper hand, he did not strike immediately. He clearly had other plans.
"Why don't you let go first and we can talk about it slowly?"
Li Qingshan had already noticed that the painting was extremely important to Mo Yu. Otherwise, it would take him some effort to escape after he broke free from the painting. By then, Mo Yu would have fled far away long ago, making it difficult for him to catch up. However, Li Qingshan did not mind letting him go just to take the painting with him.
The reason why he was in no hurry to strike was obviously to maximize his benefits and minimize conflict. If Mo Yu really did originate from the painting, then it was very likely that he would be able to control him as long as he refined the painting. With a hostage like that, even the Dragon King Of The Sea would have to hold back.
Judging from Mo Yu's reaction, Li Qingshan was even more certain of his reasoning.
"Feel free to state your conditions, but don't even think about getting this painting!"
Mo Yu's words were resolute and decisive. This painting was where his roots lay, even though it had its own will. Although he had become a daemon that could cultivate, he was still unable to break free from this connection. From a certain perspective, he was the so-called artifact spirit. If the North Moon refined him, he would only end up as a servant.
"You don't seem to understand who's in charge now."
Li Qingshan suddenly pulled back. The scroll was stretched taut. Although there was still a smile on his face, a cold light flashed in his scarlet eyes. He glanced at Mo Yu's hand, which was holding onto the scroll. The originally pale hand had now turned jet-black, almost fusing with the scroll. Otherwise, he would have to consider launching a surprise attack.
"If you dare to destroy this painting, you will become an irreconcilable enemy of Mo Hai. From this Azure Province, no, no. There is no place for you in Nine Regions anymore! "
"Could it be that if I let you go today, we can still turn from enemies into friends and become a pair of good friends?"
Li Qingshan sneered. This kind of threat made it seem like Mo Yu was only putting up a strong front. Could it be that he would have to wait until he had overcome the third Heavenly Tribulation and become a Demon King before seeking revenge?
Mo Yu looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh. "Forget it!"
Li Qingshan smiled. You've finally given in! However, Mo Yu's expression sharpened. He pulled hard, and with a rip, the scroll was snapped in half. Mo Yu would actually rather destroy it than hand it over to Li Qingshan.
Light surged out from where the scroll was snapped, forming a ball of white liquid. It changed shape and enveloped Li Qingshan. This was the strange world that existed in the scroll. Before it completely dispersed, Mo Yu had used it as a final counterattack. Once he was enveloped by it, even Li Qingshan would be heavily injured.
However, Li Qingshan was always on guard, so how could he fall for it? He immediately pulled back and retreated. The white liquid dispersed very quickly, merging with the space there. When he looked again, Mo Yu had already vanished into the black vortex with the remaining half of the painting, completely cutting off any possibility of Li Qingshan repairing the painting.
"You sure are decisive, but you've already come this far. Do you still want to leave?"
Li Qingshan praised. His expression sharpened, and he flapped his wings and rushed into the air. As the world spun around him, pieces of the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell flew out.
Li Qingshan closed his eyes before opening them again. "The southwest! Profound Light Illuminates All! "
With a wave of his hand, all the pieces of the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell stacked on top of each other, illuminating the southwest. Sure enough, he discovered Mo Yu several hundred kilometers away. He never thought he would not flee in the direction of the Ink sea, instead going in the opposite direction. At least he did not lose his bearings.
Li Qingshan turned into a scarlet streak of light, whistling off in the southwest like a comet.
As soon as Mo Yu shifted successfully, a mouthful of black blood sprayed from his mouth violently. Ripping the scroll apart had already inflicted irreparable damage on him. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, a few hundred miles away, there seemed to be a scarlet eye staring at him. He suppressed his injuries and immediately teleported a second time, changing directions once more.
"He's going north again? Profound Light Illuminates All! "
Mo Yu shifted three times in a row, constantly changing directions. The feeling of being watched followed him like a shadow, like a sharp sword hanging over his head, ready to fall down at any time.
And, he shifted closer and closer each time. He barely managed to shift a final time, but he only shifted a few dozen kilometers away. He still did not escape from the surveillance. He knew this was just the matter of a sprint to North Moon.
Mo Yu was already exhausted. His wounds erupted violently. The wounds left behind by the Three Absolutes Calligraphy had only healed after much difficulty, but they all split open now, oozing with black blood.
In just a while, a scarlet streak of light leapt out of the horizon and flew over. Mo Yu knew there was no hope of escaping, so he just stood in the air and watched the scarlet light approach him calmly. "North Moon, you've gone too far!"
Li Qingshan opened his mouth and exhaled. A gust of wind grew from small to large, turning into a whistling tornado that swept towards Mo Yu.
If I tear you to pieces, can you still recover?
…
In the West Mountain Storm Pavilion, Si Bao saw them disappear and was about to fly after the scarlet light of North Moon when a hand pressed down on her shoulder. Si Bao looked back and said in confusion, "Sister!"
"We should go back."
"Aren't we going to see the result?"
"Life and death have been decided!"
Gu Yanying shook her head heavily. She really hoped that Mo Yu could agree to Li Qingshan's conditions. That way, there would still be room for negotiation. They could ask the Dragon King Of The Sea to come forward, pay the price, make an agreement, and so on …
But she also understood that Mo Yu would not accept it. She could go and persuade Li Qingshan to let Mo Yu live, but he would not agree either.
She had heard many high-sounding words like "it's for your own good", but she also understood how disgusting these words were. They pretended to predict the other's future, and if they did not do as they said, they would do this and that! Even if that was the case, how many people would be willing to accept it?
She knew it was useless, but in the end, she still said it. In the end, it was still useless. There was nothing worse than watching a terrible thing happen and being unable to stop it. From now on, in this cultivation world, there would be two less acquaintances!
Mo Yu let out a shrill cry and turned into a black crow. He bypassed the wind pillar and flew towards Li Qingshan, drops of ink dripping from his body.
Facing the counterattack of absolute death, Li Qingshan also restrained his expression. He silently raised his fist and prepared to send this enemy on his last journey. Suddenly, he twisted his body and punched behind him.
The crow disappeared and turned back into Mo Yu, appearing right behind him.
Facing this fatal punch, Mo Yu opened his arms. There was no fear on his face, not even the slightest bit of shock. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and his lips opened and closed soundlessly.
You will die!
Li Qingshan's heart sank. Just as his fist touched Mo Yu's body, he turned into a mass of black ink and exploded with a loud bang.
He had blown up his daemon core and taken him down with him!
The power was ten times greater than any Golden Core cultivator blowing up their golden cores that Li Qingshan had seen in the past. The surroundings seemed to be dyed black by ink. The ball of darkness filled with the power of death swelled to the limit, and it also seemed like a black sun had appeared in the sky.
Within a range of several dozen kilometers, all vegetation withered and all humans and animals died.
Li Qingshan had been expecting this a long time ago, so he had made corresponding preparations. In the moment Mo Yu blew up his daemon core, pieces of the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell flew out, forming a stable sphere. After reaching Daemon Commander, the defences of the most basic ability of the spirit turtle, the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell, had become even more powerful.
The black sun swallowed it silently. Immediately, cracks appeared on the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell, and it tottered. It only lasted for a while before shattering loudly. The darkness swallowed Li Qingshan as well. The power of death attacked his flames of life one last time.
This was not because the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell was not powerful enough. Instead, Li Qingshan had been constantly using his innate abilities and constantly making predictions throughout the battle. Both his mind and daemon qi had been greatly depleted.
The black sun gradually shrank before vanishing in the end.
Li Qingshan gazed at the crescent moon and the sky filled with stars. He exhaled deeply and smiled. "Mo Yu, I'm still alive after all!"
The moment the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell had lasted for was crucial, blocking most of the damage. Fortunately, the power of the explosion had no guidance. It only spread out in all directions in a disorderly manner, or he really would have been in danger.
After going through so many hardships, killing Kou Chou had been a joy!
Though, it was time to run now!
… …
Thousands of kilometers away, before the life lamp had even been extinguished, a pair of dragon eyes opened again. The Ink sea began to surge.
In the Ink sea, the Dragon King roared.
In South Hub city, the lord of the Green province, Chu Lie King, set foot on the city walls and gazed into the depths of the Ink sea. His soul sense covered thousands of kilometers, and all he saw was an ink dragon rushing into the sky. It slithered through the air like a huge pillar that held up the sky, connecting the sky and the sea. The Ink sea roared madly, wanting to follow it.
"Fellow Ink Dragon, what's happened?" Chu Lie King asked loudly.
The Dragon King Of The Sea did not answer. He shot past above South Hub city, directly towards the south-west, thousands of kilometers away.
… …
All of Li Qingshan's hairs stood on end. He experienced unprecedented fear. There were clearly no enemies within his senses, but the feeling of danger was like a sword swinging towards his neck. It was only a millimeter away, and his head would roll to the ground.
He composed himself and prepared himself with the spirit turtle, just in case divination locked onto his position. In the end, he concealed his aura.
However, a problem had occurred at this step. Just Now, from the explosion, his body was drenched in ink. Upon closer inspection, the ink was not just on his skin, but also deep into his muscles and bones. Even his daemon core was covered in a layer of deathly aura.
Although it could not harm him, it could not be completely removed in a short amount of time. If he guessed correctly, the Dragon King Of The Sea and Mo Yu came from the same source. As such, the ink was as eye-catching as a bright lamp in the darkness. No matter how he concealed his aura, it was useless.
"Is this Mo Yu's final curse? Hehe, I was just joking in the past. This is what you call a fucking curse of death! I have to say, beautifully done! "
Li Qingshan praised. He flapped his wings and dove into the atmospheric winds.
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