Soul Seizing Devil Art

From the elder's cold words, everyone could hear his anger. The remaining members of the Fang family began to fall into utter despair! They thought they had this in the bag, to replace the Mo Family, but it turned out to be all for naught!

Not only did they encounter a powerful Xiantian Mansion devotee like Ye Wen, but the Mo Family actually had an Old Ancestor still alive in this world. Now that was true foundation.

This was a Xiantian Sixth Rank. A Xiantian Sixth Rank Martial Artist could live up to 500 years. Once one stepped into the Seventh Rank, they would enter the realm of immortals, something mortals were not worthy of knowing.

The Fang Family Head looked at his son, Fang Cheng, and the few remaining experts by his side. He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's over, it's all over. If only our experts hadn't attacked Devil God Ye when he went berserk. All our Third Rank experts were killed by Devil God Ye. Our family's plans of decades, decades! To replace the Mo Family and become the City Lord of Demon Suppressing City, all destroyed because of Devil God Ye's appearance! Now we can't even escape the City Lord's Mansion!"

As expected, after the elder's parting words were heard, the remaining people attacked them again!

The Fang Family Head laughed heartily before his death.

"Die then, we were just one step ahead of you! Hahaha, Devil God Ye who appeared in Demon Suppressing City today, he will kill you all sooner or later. Hahaha, today we jointly created a devil god, I have no regrets in dying!"

After speaking, the Fang Family Head died under a flurry of blades. The people from the three families immediately took their men back to their respective families and began to carve up the Fang Family's assets in Demon Suppressing City.

Only then was Old Man Zhang Yuan Chao finally released. Looking at his usual friends, he felt disheartened. Although they had held him back for his own good, he hadn't been by his granddaughter's side in her final moments.

Ten years ago, Zhang Yuan Chao had witnessed the tragic deaths of his son and daughter-in-law before his eyes. Ten years later, he witnessed his granddaughter's death before his eyes again. He was too grief-stricken to speak!

He went to his granddaughter's side and looked at Dongfang Yu, who had died before her. He kicked Dongfang Yu's head. Old Man Zhang gritted out a sentence through his teeth.

"Well killed, well killed! Kid, Jingyi didn't misjudge you!"

At this moment, he couldn't bring himself to hate Ye Wen at all. Ye Wen bore no responsibility for his granddaughter's death. Moreover, he saw that this kid had been stimulated by his granddaughter's death and had fallen into devilry.

"Heh, Devilish Dao! Devilish Dao! From now on, I will not cultivate the Dao of Literature, I will willingly enter the Devil Path!"

Old Man Zhang roared hysterically!

"Devil God Ye, well done, Devil God Ye! I acknowledge you as my grandson-in-law!"

Looking at his granddaughter in her grand red phoenix robe, she was so beautiful and charming today, endlessly alluring! But now she lay still on the ground. Old Man Zhang whispered softly.

"Don't be afraid, granddaughter Jingyi, Grandpa will take you home. Grandpa will take you back to our old home!"

And so, an old man in his eighties, carrying his dead granddaughter, staggered out of the City Lord's Mansion and walked towards the city gates...

After Ye Wen was brought to the Mo Family Old Ancestor's secluded cultivation place by the Mo Family Old Ancestor. Ye Wen was unceremoniously thrown onto the ground. The Mo Old Ancestor also began to meditate and regulate his breathing; it seemed his emergence from seclusion was truly out of desperation.

That girl, Mo Ruxue, had already knocked on his door days ago to wake the Mo Old Ancestor. She had told him about the current situation, that they were facing extinction, and she had no choice but to request the Mo Old Ancestor to emerge and fight.

"Why is it that none of my descendants, Mo Chengkong's, have amounted to anything? To this day, I, who am about to enter the grave, still have to prop up the Mo Family. Sigh..."

The Mo Old Ancestor chuckled helplessly.

"My decades of bitter cultivation have been in vain, my cultivation has not grown at all. Do I still have a chance to enter that legendary realm? Time waits for no one, time waits for no one!"

Mo Chengkong couldn't help but sigh.

"My cultivation has been stuck at Xiantian Sixth Rank for hundreds of years. Seeing my lifespan approaching its end, heaven has sent this kid to my side. Could this be fate?"

This kid fell into devilry today, should I also choose the same path as him? Mo Chengkong retrieved a very ancient book from the old bookshelf – the Soul Seizing Devil Art!

This was a great demonic art. After reaching the peak of the Sixth Rank, cultivating the Soul Seizing Devil Art would allow one to convert to the Devil Path. One could refine their consciousness and memories, forming a spiritual entity in the shape of a small person. Then, by finding a young body, the spiritual entity would invade the other's consciousness. After completely devouring the other's consciousness and memories, one could then occupy their young physical body and live another life!

"But after this, will I still be me? Is the consciousness and memory entity refined by the devil art truly myself?"

Mo Chengkong hesitated. Since obtaining this devil art, he had not dared to look at it again after the first time he read it, because devil arts all possessed an ability to lead people to madness!

This was the second time he had read it today, and it actually made him want to cultivate it immediately, to possess the body of the youth on the ground.