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[The Devil Master actually possesses this kind of ability?]
Shen Ji:...
"It's Yao Qi."
He lowered his voice and said.
The Devil Master not only possessed immense Devil Qi, but also Yao Qi of monstrous energy emanated from his abdomen. The Yao Qi and Devil Qi mingled together, making his aura appear very mixed.
Why does he exude Yao Qi?
"This is truly... an unexpected delight." The Devil Master stopped in his tracks. His Devil Qi had sealed off all escape routes for the two people opposite him, turning the Nether River into a battlefield. Unless he died, no one could escape from his Devil Qi blockade.
He had come to investigate after sensing unusual Spiritual Qi fluctuations near the Flowing Nether River, only to encounter two daring thieves who dared to infiltrate the Devil Realm.
"Qiaoqiao."
"Shen Ji."
He actually remembered my name and my senior brother's name; his memory is surprisingly good.
Shen Ji:...
Is this the main point?
That being said, there are indeed very few cultivators whose names the Devil Master can remember...
The Devil Master's crimson eyes stared at the two, his tone icy, hatred seeping through his teeth, "I will avenge the murder of my daughter today! You will both be buried with my beloved daughter on this bank of the Nether River!"
His daughter, Ziling, was intelligent and quick-witted, resembling him seven-tenths. She was his chosen successor, yet she died at the hands of these two young cultivators. How could he not hate her!
During his time recuperating in the Devil Realm, he was constantly tormented by hatred. He hadn't even gone to find them yet, especially since he hated Qiaoqiao to the core. The two of them actually dared to come to his door; they were practically courting death!
His skills have improved greatly recently; killing the two of them would be a piece of cake for him.
Today, we will grind them to dust!
"Qiaoqiao, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might consider sparing your body."
[Who are you trying to scare?] Qiaoqiao rolled up her sleeves.
"Junior Sister, step back." Seeing that the surroundings were sealed off by Devil Qi, Shen Ji summoned his spirit sword, his eyes hardening. "Let me fight him."
He was deceived by Ziling and almost fell into the abyss. If it weren't for his junior sister's help to wake him up, he would probably have been ruined. Because of him, Qiaoqiao incurred the enmity of the Devil Race race.
This should have been his battle.
No matter how strong the opponent is, he cannot back down.
Qiaoqiao glanced at him, seemed to understand something, and obediently retreated to the corner.
"Alright, then I'll deal with you first!"
With his cloak billowing, the Devil Master did not hesitate and unleashed a powerful palm strike!
Shen Ji swung his sword in response, unleashing his sword intent. The shimmering sword light collided with the dark Devil Qi. After the strike, the Devil Master remained unmoved, while Shen Ji staggered back several steps, his sword tip barely managing to stop his retreat, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his lips.
The impact of the immense Devil Qi injured his internal organs.
The difference in strength between the two sides was self-evident; he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, while the Devil Master's strength should be at the Mahayana or even higher. The mountain was towering and seemed to have no top at first glance.
"You actually managed to withstand one of my palm strikes." The Devil Master was surprised, but then scoffed, "So what?"
"That's enough, kid!"
The demon's power surged again, and he unleashed another merciless palm strike!
Shen Ji's expression was solemn. He knew the gap between the two sides, but he still did not want to back down. Relying on his ethereal and agile sword intent, he fought back and forth, exchanging dozens of moves.
The Devil Master was handling the situation with ease, but his expression grew increasingly grim. He only wanted to crush this petty thief as soon as possible, but the other party kept maneuvering and looking for an opportunity, like a mosquito right in front of his eyes that he couldn't swat, which was really annoying!
Shen Ji gripped his sword tightly, his face pale and his breathing uneven. Every exchange felt like walking on the edge of life and death. He was being pushed to his limit. He was trying his best to find an opening, but his opponent had no weaknesses.
If this continues, he is bound to lose.
what to do...
[Hang in there, senior brother!]
[Look at his round belly, he might give birth right away!]
Shen Ji:
Qiaoqiao encouraged him silently while observing the Devil Master, when suddenly a thought flashed through her mind—
[How can he have such a strong Yao Qi? He's the Devil Master, not a demon... Could he have swallowed Hundun and Qiongqi?]
[Ah!]
Her shout startled Shen Ji.
[So, what kind of child will he have? A jerk?]
Shen Ji:...
In that life-or-death moment, with my junior sister by my side, I couldn't feel nervous at all.
He knew that Devil Qi had a strong devouring power. The Devil Master had actually devoured two great demons? It seemed that he had not yet fully digested the Demon Power of the two great demons. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not even have a chance to deal with him.
In this way--
"Senior Brother, catch!"
Just then, Qiaoqiao suddenly threw something over.
He caught it casually; it was a round pill.
[This is Third Senior Sister's unique elixir; there's only one in the entire Cultivation World. Consuming it will instantly restore you to full health.]
[Hmph, Senior Brother is using two lives to fight one life, that's practically cheating! How are you going to win?!]
Qiaoqiao was full of confidence.
The pills her third senior sister gave her before the sect trial had been kept unused, but they finally came in handy today.
Shen Ji had a sudden thought, took the pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.
He thought he knew what to do.
"Hmph, you think you can defeat the Devil Master with a single pill? Dream on!" The Devil Master's Devil Qi surged, "Prepare to die!"
After taking the pill, Shen Ji's previously depleted Spiritual Qi was quickly replenished. The Devil Master struck with a palm, and he dodged to the side, seemingly failing to dodge in time. The palm struck his shoulder, instantly shattering his shoulder bone and severing the meridians in his left hand.
Despite the excruciating pain, his eyes were clearer than ever before.
The Devil Master sneered and was about to strike again when he saw Shen Ji abandon his sword. Despite the excruciating pain of broken bones and arms, Shen Ji placed his right hand lightly on the Demon Lord's abdomen and poured all his Spiritual Qi into it!