Demon, Die!

"What's going on? Brother Qingyun seems like he's about to lose control?"

"He's gone mad with killing. This Blood Qi already affects a person's mind. No matter who came to carry out a slaughter like this, they'd probably fall into Demonic Transformation."

"The mask, and that mask too!"

"What's wrong with that mask?"

"I don't know where that mask came from either. It's said that a Hunter outside the city got it while out hunting. Every time he put it on, he became like a rakshasa, as if possessed by an asura. Not only did his strength increase, he also became more bloodthirsty and agile. With that mask's support, he never returned empty-handed when he went hunting. Later, I saw that the mask was exquisite, and also had some protective effects and the ability to strengthen Soul Power, so I bought it back to auction."

"Looking at it now, that mask has most likely absorbed dense Blood Qi and is already affecting Little Brother Qingyun's mind! He's about to fall into Demonic Transformation!"

If an immortal emperor fell into the Demon Abyss, from then on, the Three Realms would know no peace! "Brother Qingyun..."

"No, Brother Qingyun can't fall into Demonic Transformation!"

Xun'er's figure cut through the Blood Sky. Stepping across eaves and roof ridges, her graceful silhouette landed behind Su Qingyun.

Demonic Transformation was a state in which one lost one's mind and was filled with slaughter, blood, and madness. Once someone fell into Demonic Transformation, not only would they sink into killing and a crazed demonic state, it would also corrode the cultivator's soul, and even damage the foundation of the cultivator's Dou Meridians.

She absolutely did not want to see Brother Qingyun fall into Demonic Transformation.

So she hurried closer, reached out, and tried to remove the Rakshasa Ghost Mask from Su Qingyun's face:

"Brother Qingyun, they're dead. Almost all the people who deserved to die are dead. We can kill the rest slowly, they won't pose much of a threat. Brother Qingyun, let's go home."

"Home? I stopped having a home long ago!"

A fierce light bloomed in Su Qingyun's eyes, and he actually shoved Xun'er away.

Seeing Xun'er's eyes brimming with tears, her face full of pitiful grievance, the last trace of reason left in Su Qingyun made his heart soften again. He could not help apologizing, "I'm sorry, Xun'er, I... I seem to be losing control of myself."

"It's... it's okay, Brother Qingyun. I believe in Brother Qingyun. Come... I'll help Brother Qingyun take off the mask~"

Xun'er said gently. Though the Blood Light around Su Qingyun was frightening at this moment, she still mustered her courage and approached.

Xiao Zhan, the Great Elder, Master Gu Ni, Ya Fei, Xiao Yu, and the others also rushed over at this time, watching this scene with extreme tension.

Only, in the next moment, the fierce light in Su Qingyun's eyes flared. Smelling the thick Smell of Blood in the air, Su Qingyun only felt a stabbing pain in his head. He had killed over a hundred people, all while fighting above his level, and both his Dou Qi and Soul Power had been heavily consumed.

At this moment, his body's instincts told him that he needed to vent, that he needed to keep killing! Buzz—

The little reason that remained told Su Qingyun that he could not stay in Wu Tan City and slaughter innocents indiscriminately.

Stepping on Bloodstains, his Carefree Steps were swift and ethereal. In a daze, Su Qingyun's figure had already charged out through the East City Gate! Xun'er's heart leapt into her throat, and she hurriedly chased after him.

Xiao Zhan, the Xiao Clan's Great Elder, Xiao Yan, and Ya Fei also climbed onto the city wall, but unfortunately, those Shadow Chains had sealed off the entire city.

Originally, they had been meant to prevent anyone from the Jialie Family or Aoba Family from leaving the city, but now they had also blocked the Xiao Clan and the Mite'er Family's people.

They saw only Xun'er rushing out after him alone, but her movement speed could not match Su Qingyun's at this moment. After a while, Su Qingyun shook her off.

She could only return to Wu Tan City in a fury. No longer caring whether her identity would be exposed, she shouted into the void, "Ling Ying, are you still not coming out? If anything happens to Brother Qingyun, don't think you'll get off easy! What are you still hiding for!"

Even Xun'er, who had always been pure and noble like a green lotus, lost her composure when she saw Su Qingyun vanish, and could no longer care about her bearing.

Ling Ying was still sitting cross-legged in the center of Wu Tan City at this time. Streams of pitch-black Dou Qi coiled toward him from Eight Directions. Stationed here, he still wore a smile on his face as he sighed:

"Comfortable~ I've waited for this day for ten years as well. For someone like Young Master, once he takes this step, what will greet him will surely be a vast world. The entire Dou Qi Continent will be reborn because of him."

"However, the Killing Intent on Young Master this time is completely different from his original Otherworldly Immortal temperament. I hope Young Master can restrain himself. Kill a bit slower, don't kill too hastily. But with Young Master's Soul Power, he shouldn't be controlled by Blood Fiend Qi, right? It's just that mask of Young Master's. It always feels like it has some of that strange aura from those fellows in the Hall of Souls..."

Just as Ling Ying was sighing, he vaguely heard Xun'er's voice. His whole body immediately trembled:

"Yo... Young Miss's voice? Is that Young Miss's voice? Not good, something happened!!!"

In the next moment, Ling Ying's expression changed. He instantly withdrew the chains that had sealed off the entire city, and only then did he break free and land beside Xun'er:

"You... Young Miss!"

"Hurry and search!!!"

Xun'er was so anxious that her eyes had turned red, and she stamped her feet where she stood.

In the Magical Beast Mountain Range, amid towering mountains and ridges shrouded in clouds and mist.

A full-figured woman dressed in a plain skirt hovered in midair.

On the woman's back was a pair of cyan wings. The wings were somewhat illusory, clearly Dou Qi Wings, the mark of a powerhouse above Dou Wang.

Her black hair had been coiled into a noble phoenix hairstyle that drifted in the wind. Her eyes pierced through the forest and landed on the faintly visible city in the distance as she murmured, "Is that Wu Tan City?"

"After Yanran returned from Wu Tan City, she began training like mad."

"This trip to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to search for Amethyst Source is useful to me, and it can also help Yanran find an opportunity to break through."

"However..."

A curious look appeared on the graceful and noble woman's face:

"That girl can't hide anything in her heart. Once she was guided into speaking, it turned out that when she went to the Xiao Clan to annul the engagement, she actually fell in love at first sight with a handsome, extraordinary young man near Wu Tan City, and even set a Three-Year Agreement to exchange for the marriage contract. Truly nonsense."

"After I find the Amethyst Source, I would like to go to Wu Tan City and meet this young man. To think he could make the proud Yanran so infatuated with him, yet she won't even tell me his name. I truly don't believe there is someone in this world who can make people admire him and find it hard to let go with mere looks alone, giggle~"

The woman smiled faintly and was just about to fly deeper into the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Unexpectedly, her brows tightened as she smelled a wave of Blood Fiend Qi.

This Blood Fiend Qi was extremely dense. Anyone who had come into contact with it knew that one could not produce such Killing Intent without killing a hundred people or so.

Yun Yun followed the Blood Qi and flew over, only to see a young man dressed in Red Robe, covered in blood, and wearing a Rakshasa Ghost Mask, having killed more than ten First-tier and Second-tier Magical Beasts.

And they had been tortured to death!

Many fatal wounds had appeared on those Magical Beasts' bodies, with bones and internal organs exposed.

Yun Yun watched with her heart pounding in fear, and could not help thinking, This youth's figure looks quite young. He should be about the same age as Yanran, yet he can already kill Second-tier Magical Beasts so easily. Unbelievable.

On the Dou Qi Continent, Magical Beasts were also divided into nine tiers. The strength of a First-tier Magical Beast was roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary Dou Zhe, while Second-tier corresponded to Dou Shi, and so on, each corresponding to a cultivator's realm.

"He must have cultivated some Demonic Cultivation Technique, killing people to refine blood and absorb fiendish qi. Hmph! His luck is bad too, to be met by me. I'll enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

Thinking this, Yun Yun let out a cold snort. Her figure became like an arrow leaving the bowstring as she charged toward that blood-fiendish youth:

"Demon, die!"