Seven third-rank demonic cultivators simultaneously turned their attention toward Li Qi.
Li Qi had withered the Desire Realm and taken the Death Demon Dao Charm. After doing all that, not a single demonic cultivator had cared.
Yet simply because he had given someone a name, seven third-rank demonic cultivators had come.
Were they free of charge? Third-rank demonic cultivators were limited in number too, weren't they? In the current situation, shouldn't they all be busy?
Seeing the demonic cultivators' gazes fall upon him at once, Li Qi smiled. "What? Are you surprised that I didn't name him 'Wukong'?"
"Do you think I would misjudge? Because of all the hints Mara gave me? Or do you think I would kill 'Anxin'?"
Li Qi questioned them.
The third-rank demonic cultivators did not answer.
Chains had already spread over Li Qi's body, dragging him into the seal.
So Li Qi continued, "Kill the Heart Monkey, slay the Will Horse, until they resemble withered trees, rotten stumps, and stubborn stones—was that what the demonic path wanted me to do?"
Kill the Heart Monkey, slay the Will Horse, until they resembled withered trees, rotten stumps, and stubborn stones.
Yes, killing the Demon Monkey before him meant killing the demonic thought of some great being.
In that way, that great being would become "ashes in the heart," and his thoughts would become as deathly still as "withered trees, rotten stumps, and stubborn stones."
Demonic thoughts were the cause of certain extreme acts, but they were also the source of "vitality" within the mind.
Demonic thoughts could be hatred, greed, obsessive delusion, and resentment. They could also be inspiration, resolve, even love and hope.
For example, in a world destined for destruction and filled with endless despair, a warrior who guarded the only flame day after day