Despite the criticism, the performance still had to continue.
It just takes a little more time.
The Heaven and Earth Chessboard was shrouded in gray mist, and apart from the tiger demon on the opposite side, there were no other living creatures to be found. Since they were just idling around, they had nothing else to do.
Furthermore, since the other side is also throwing the game, it makes his act even more convincing, making it harder for Yin Jing to detect anything amiss.
This aligns better with my plan.
Now that you mention it, the other party is quite a demon!
However, Second Master Yin was unaware that Lu Guan had labeled him a "good demon."
As time went on, it became increasingly alarmed.
The person in front of me was like an unkillable cockroach, constantly jumping around.
He seemed about to die at any moment, but when you turned around, he stood up shakily again.
One more punch, and he should be dead this time, right?
Hey, he's gotten up again.
He vomited blood like it was free, spraying it all over the ground, but he just wouldn't die.
Second Master Yin even suspected that the other party might have a blood well hidden inside his body, an inexhaustible source of blood.
That's absolutely outrageous.
"Don't come any closer!"
By this point, even the slow-witted Second Master Yin realized that something was wrong.
This is clearly an old man teasing a child.
You punched and kicked for ages, and the other person looked even worse off than you, yet they just wouldn't fall down. This was hardly a death throes.
"You're faking it! You're definitely faking it!"
Lu Guan's face turned deathly pale, and he tilted his head innocently. "What on earth are you talking about, you demon?"
"I'm already at my limit, kill me if you want, what's the point of pretending or not?"
The more Lu Guan this way, the more convinced Second Master Yin became of his judgment.
After all, he had seen this half-dead state more than ten times in that short period of time.
Whenever it thinks it's just a little short, reality always teaches it to be a tiger.
This time, it won't fall for it no matter what!
After all, it wasn't sure if the other party was about to die, but it was certain that it was about to run out of energy.
If I let them punch me again, I'd really die!
run!
Just as Second Master Yin was about to turn around, his body suddenly stiffened.
It wanted to leave, but someone didn't want it to.
At this moment, Yin Jing, who was observing the battle with his Divine Thought, finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"You idiot, so cowardly and afraid of death, how dare you play me!?"
After all, the gray mist within the Heaven and Earth Chessboard could obscure Divine Thought, and even Yin Jing was no exception.
The reason it was able to possess the body with Divine Thought was because it utilized the Mystery of the [ Earth Board ], allowing it to perform micro-management as a semi-master of the Spirit Treasure.
Even so, the function of Divine Thought is greatly weakened, leaving only the most basic uses for observation and communication.
So, through the gray fog, it couldn't clearly see the extent of Second Master Yin was just being passive and lazy in his work.
A mountain lord at the Inner Landscape Seventh Heaven, fighting for half a day without defeating a human cultivator at the fourth level—what else could it be but a performance?
Now, he used his authority to forcibly take over Second Master Yin's demonic body with his Divine Thought.
"I want to see just how tenacious this person's vitality really is."
Yin Jing sneered and forcibly moved in.
It felt like squeezing into an ill-fitting garment, making you feel awkward all over.
But it didn't care about any of that; it was determined to personally crush this indestructible brat into mincemeat.
The next second--
"Alas! How could my son be so badly injured!"
As soon as Yin Jing took over, he sensed something was wrong.
The demon's body had severed meridians, displaced internal organs, and depleted Demon Power; not a single part of its body was intact.
It had previously assumed that Second Master Yin was being cunning and deceitful, but now that it had personally moved in, it realized that everything this rebellious son had said was true.
This isn't just shirking responsibility; this is clearly about to be beaten to death!
Just then, Lu Guan was charging forward with a ferocious grin on his face, arrived right in front of them.
In an instant, Yin Jing made the same decision as Second Master Yin.
run!
At this moment, Second Master Yin's consciousness said aggrievedly in his mind:
"Father, now you should believe me, right?"
"Shut up!"
Yin Jing was too busy escaping to bother arguing with Second Master Yin.
It steered its riddled tiger body into a frenzied run, its four claws swinging like wheels of fire, while gray mist rushed past it.
Since achieving the Divine Treasury Realm, it has not experienced the taste of escape for thousands of years.
Unexpectedly, today it has brought back memories of the past, of being hunted down and treated like a servant.
At that time, because of its snow-white fur, it was regarded as a treasure by the damned cultivators of the Great Chu, who were determined to skin it and make clothes from its skin.
Fortunately, it was highly skilled, hiding and escaping, narrowly escaping death, and ultimately survived.
As for the Great Chu dynasty, it has long since vanished into the annals of history, replaced by the present-day Great Li.
Yet it still survives in the world, and even became a powerful demon king who dominated the land.
"Father, now is not the time for you to reminisce about the glorious past. That little thief has already caught up!"
Second Master Yin was extremely anxious.
After all, this demonic body belonged to it; if it died, it would truly be dead. Yin Jing, on the other hand, would at most lose a wisp of Divine Thought and have his clothes slightly dirty.
"Shut up, you unfilial son! Watch what I do!"
In fact, Yin Jing wasn't entirely running away just now; he was silently reciting Mnemonic and casting a secret technique—
[ Blood Burning ]
By burning their Essence Blood, they forcibly gained temporary combat power.
This method has major drawbacks: the casting animation is too long, the Blood Burning is too fast, and it is easy to die from exhaustion of Essence Blood before killing the opponent.
"But who am I? Dealing with a cultivator at the Inner Landscape Fourth Heaven is a piece of cake."
After all, if it weren't for the fact that Second Master Yin's demonic body was in such poor condition, he would have killed the other party long ago with the Inner Landscape Realm Law Technique he had mastered.
There was no need for such a sorry state.
"Prepare to die!"
Yin Jing manipulated the tiger's body to change direction, effortlessly unleashing various Law Technique that instantly landed on Lu Guan.
'Wait a minute! It feels like a completely different demon!?'
Looking at the overwhelming Law Technique that stirred up the energy of heaven and earth, Lu Guan felt a chill run down his spine.
'Damn it, a substitute player!'
'It was that tiger demon at the Divine Treasury Realm who possessed him and fought for him!'
He cursed the demons for being so cowardly, Lu Guan immediately went to sleep.
Seeing this, Yin Jing nodded in satisfaction.
"You unfilial son, do you see this? This is the difference between you and your father."
Just as Yin Jing thought Lu Guan was completely dead and was about to undo the [ Blood Burning ] secret technique, Lu Guan stood up straight again.
He said weakly, "Demons... I will never submit to you!"
The two demons were dumbfounded. "???"
Yin Jing frowned. "Again! I'm going to kill him!"
After several more rounds of fierce fighting, the tiger's Essence Blood was finally exhausted.
Yin Jing's face was extremely grim.
The demon's body had completely shrunk, the tiger skin hanging loosely on its skeleton, and its aura was like a candle flame in the rain.
"No!!!"
At the same time, Second Master Yin's consciousness let out a roar, filled with resentment and fear, but it was unable to stop itself from dissipating.
"Damn it, how come this guy is still alive?"
Yin Jing's Divine Thought then turned to the dying figure on the ground, and he roared unwillingly:
"Just a hair's breadth away from him dying!"