An Exquisite Technique!
The Sage Scholar issued a message of interrogation; those whose five senses were blocked could not possibly know anything about the Evil God.
"I remember when we passed through, not everyone needed to pray to the Evil God, right? I need you all to pray for me now!"
He Huli and the White-haired Old Man froze.
"Qi Chun, Elder Bai and I have reached our limit. What we just said already betrays the Evil God. If we pray to Him again, we're afraid we'll be immediately consumed by evil thoughts!"
"Oh? Are you afraid of the Evil God's revenge? How laughable. Do you think you can get rid of him by not praying to Evil God?" The Sage Scholar sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"The seeds of evil thoughts within you have already taken root and sprouted. Even if you stop praying, the Evil God can still sense your existence through these evil thoughts, and you will be devoured by them sooner or later!"
"So, the only thing you can do now is cooperate with me and help me fulfill my prayer. That might give us a glimmer of hope." The Sage Scholar's tone carried a hint of threat, which sent a chill down He Huli's and the White-haired Old Man's spine.
"After all, you've seen it yourself; my paintings and abilities can help you shield yourself from Evil God!"
He Huli and the White-haired Old Man exchanged a glance, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes. They knew the Sage Scholar was telling the truth, but they also knew that praying to the Evil God again would only hasten their own demise.
"Qi Chun, we..." He Huli was about to say something when he was interrupted by the Sage Scholar.
"Don't even think about bargaining. I don't have time to waste with you. You only have two choices: either pray for me, or I'll send you on your way right now." The Sage Scholar's tone was unquestionable, full of dominance and threat.
He Huli and the White-haired Old Man looked at each other, their hearts filled with helplessness and despair.
They knew they had no other choice.
Finally, He Huli took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, we'll pray for you. But you must promise to spare our lives after it's done."
"Don't worry, who am I, the Sage Scholar? I read the classics and I value promises above all else!" Qi Chun smiled slightly.
He Huli still had some trust in this man who had been wanted for years; after all, he was a good person!
"Alright, how are you feeling now? We need to go out!" Qi Chun looked at He Huli.
"The Evil Qi in my body has stabilized, so there should be no problem!" He Huli nodded!
"Alright!"
Qi Chun nodded, and a mysterious light appeared on his hand. The surrounding mountains and rivers, which were originally lifelike, began to become illusory, and finally turned into strokes of ink and brush.
"Sage Scholar, what a wondrous technique!" the White-haired Old Man exclaimed in amazement.
Everyone's path to sanctification is different.
Some achieve sainthood through strength, others through the simple act of cultivating plants; as long as one comprehends the Dao within their heart, they can all become saints!
However, the specific forms of the moves after becoming a saint are also vastly different!
"Do you need to tell me!"
Qi Chun actually had no intention of communicating with the two guys!
If I weren't about to leave this world, these two would be fertilizer for the plants in this painting right now!
The White-haired Old Man and He Huli were both stunned. This...
The three stepped out of the painting. At the same time, Qi Chun made a hand Hand Seals and sent out a message!
Inside the northern part of the city.
Ye Jing was anxiously awaiting news from the Sage Scholar.
"Call out!"
Suddenly, a string of text appeared before his eyes, containing only two characters:
"Act now, to the city lord's study!"
The writing quickly faded, and Ye Jing's figure also disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was followed by a large group of people.
They were all selected by the Sage Scholar; they had all been severely persecuted by the Heavenly Court, and their presence in the Profound Yellow Great World serves as compelling evidence!
Ye Jing didn't waste any time. He shielded himself from the auras of these people and flew towards the City Lord's Mansion with them.
He believed that since the Sage Scholar had given him the information, he must have already taken care of the relevant matters!
No one stopped them, and Ye Jing and the others quickly arrived at the study.
When Ye Jing saw the three people, the hairs on his body stood on end. Looking at the man in official robes and the White-haired Old Man, he felt a very familiar aura about them!
Evil God!
He thought of Black Infant; the aura emanating from the two of them was very similar to that of Black Infant!
Ye Jing's expression turned serious. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his shock.
Why do these two people exude the aura of Evil God?
Something's not right!
"Ye Jing, you've arrived. You acted quickly..."
The Sage Scholar was delighted to see Ye Jing's speed, but before he could finish speaking...
Sudden!
Two extremely terrifying auras descended from the sky.
Colorless and formless!
But everyone could sense that it was extreme malice!
He Huli and the White-haired Old Man froze instantly, black energy emanating from their bodies!
The two auras slammed into the two of them.
"Ah!"
He Huli and the White-haired Old Man simultaneously let out a shrill scream. The black aura around them grew thicker and thicker, as if countless evil thoughts were corroding their souls. Their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with fear and despair.
"This is... the power of Evil God!" Ye Jing's expression changed drastically. He sensed the evil and terror contained within this power, a powerful existence he had never encountered before.
"Sage Scholar, what's going on?" Ye Jing turned to look at Qi Chun, his eyes filled with confusion and anger.
Qi Chun's expression was also solemn; he hadn't expected the power of the Evil God to descend at this moment.
Didn't those two guys say they were alright?
"These two guys made some kind of deal with the Evil God. I can't explain the details to you right now. Let's save them first!" Qi Chun's scroll reappeared in his hand, trying to pull the two back into the scroll.
This is to isolate the aura of the Evil God!
Ye Jing was utterly shocked; he hadn't expected these two guys to do something like this.
That's Evil God!
Even a tiny bit of it is something you can't get rid of!
At this moment, He Huli and the White-haired Old Man's bodies were completely enveloped by black energy, and their bodies began to twist and deform, as if they had turned into another kind of creature.
"No... I don't want to die..." He Huli suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the muscles in his body were changing strangely and inexplicably, as if there were creatures wriggling inside!
The same situation applies to the White-haired Old Man; their already emaciated bodies appear even more frightening.
This scene sent chills down everyone's spine.
Qi Chun's painting also lost its effect, unable to pull the two people into the painting!
Above the sky, two terrifying auras, like invisible giant hands, tightly gripped the lives of He Huli and the White-haired Old Man. The black aura around their bodies grew increasingly dense, like an abyss, devouring their last breaths.
"Ah--!"
He Huli let out another shrill scream, his voice filled with endless despair and regret. The black energy within his body surged wildly, as if something was trying to break free of its restraints and burst out.