Let Him Do As He Pleases

Ning Ye was not the least bit surprised by Fuyazi's choice.

A demon was a demon. No matter how tragic its past or helpless its present circumstances, once one entered the demonic path, one was no longer a good person.

Turning on one's own at a critical moment was nothing unusual.

It was just that Fuyazi was only at the Nirvana Realm. Killing him would not be so easy.

Ning Ye could not be bothered to waste words with him. He effortlessly neutralized the attack, his figure splitting into a thousand phantoms in an instant as he laughed loudly. "I forgot to tell you something. I cultivate the Dao of Light. Aside from being skilled at escape techniques, I am also proficient in a special secret art. I can use light as a seed and plant it within another's body. Ordinarily, I rarely use this method on others, but when I do, its results are rather good—especially against those whose cultivation exceeds my own."

What?

Fuyazi was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly examined himself, yet found nothing amiss, and angrily said, "You dare use empty words to intimidate me..."

Before he could finish, a blaze of white light surged from within him. His entire body seemed to contain a tiny sun, wildly releasing light and heat.

Compared to the past, Ning Ye's methods had grown far more refined. And Fuyazi was a demonic cultivator, making this art his absolute nemesis. Fuyazi cried out in horror, "If I die, no one will be able to help you escape!"

"No need for your concern." Ning Ye smiled. "The heavenly Dao's killing formation leaves no demon alive. Since you are demonic and I am righteous, I shall borrow your strength for a while!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed at Fuyazi. Fuyazi's