Take Your Soul

Whether it's a demonic spirit or not is irrelevant; the main issue is that this monk dared to openly doubt Zhou Ning.

If it weren't for his and Zhuoran's outstanding abilities, things would have turned out very badly. He wouldn't be satisfied until he avenged this grudge!

"Fairy, you must lead me to him!"

Zhou Ning gripped his monk's staff, his tone angry.

Shi Shuiyue had already noticed the strangeness of the Buddhist disciple, but with the fortuitous opportunity presented, she didn't expose it and instead kept it to herself.

To solidify their alliance, she protested, "That scoundrel Boming has a violent temper and even wanted me to be his concubine! He's utterly despicable!"

The two alluring women on Boming's shoulders were Mingfei, who had clearly undergone some kind of ritual.

Such an insult to a disciple of the Grand Master.

Zhou Ning retorted, "He truly is an evil monk!"

Shi Shuiyue lightly raised her jade hand, brushing it across the blue jade sword. "I saw him enter the Demon Soul Grotto earlier, so I wanted to attack him."

"Why didn't you make a move?" Zhou Ning asked.

Shi Shuiyue remained calm and composed, saying frankly, "Because I dare not."

Zhou Ning: "?"

Despite her resentment, Shi Shuiyue understood the difference in their paths. "This monk's esoteric Buddhist Dao Path is completely different from our Qi-Gathering Dao; I can't fathom his methods."

If she hadn't encountered a compassionate Buddhist disciple who could overpower this fiend, she would never have dared to plot against the demon's soul.

She asserted, "This monk is exceptionally skilled; he's definitely a tough opponent!"

Zhou Ning, with his upright and majestic demeanor, declared, "No matter how tough you are, you can't outdo the justice of us Buddhist cultivators!"

Even He Zhuoran found it amusing.

The ruins of the place where the demon soul was suppressed within Dead Wood Ridge are not far from here.

After an incense stick has burned.

Zhou Ning broke through the hidden door half-hidden by rubble on the side wall of the Soul-Sealing Cliff, activated the [Immovable Mountain] Divine Ability, and stepped inside.

The space in front of them suddenly opened up, revealing a grand and gloomy chamber. The floor was polished and covered with crisscrossing runes, with hundreds of stone pedestals sculpted in the center.

The Boming monk Boming sat cross-legged, surrounded by black mist, and the two consorts on his left and right shoulders were completely unharmed.

A kapala bowl floats above his head, its contents churning with Blood Qi. A dozen tongues extend from it, licking at a stone seat and making a sticky, strange sound.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that several demonic souls had been pulled from the stone seat, their bodies twisted and unable to break free.

He Zhuoran's eyes widened in fury. "Brother Zhou, he actually dared to devour our demon souls!"

The evil monk devoured all the pure white demon souls—what a terrible sin!

Zhou Ning shouted, "You audacious evil monk, I can tell you're no good person at first glance!"

"Let go of that monster!"

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a circle, manipulated the Buddha's light, and sent it forward:

"Great Golden Dragon Technique, go!"

He Zhuoran immediately transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, shimmering with golden light, soaring through the clouds and rushing towards the demonic monk.

Boming was happily refining the demon soul when suddenly someone came knocking on his door.

And without saying a word, they immediately took action!

He flew into a rage. "You brat, you're courting death! You've ruined my plans!"

After saying that, he pulled out a pitch-black bottle, threw it into the air, and sprayed out a cloud of fishy, oily fumes.

"You really think I'm afraid of your Nirvana Buddha Light?"

His hands moved continuously, and out of caution, he simultaneously turned the kapala bowl, aiming it at the golden dragon of Buddha's light.

As a result, the golden dragon radiating Buddha light, upon touching the oil fumes in the bottle, seemed to have encountered its nemesis, instantly turning black and shrinking back in fright.

Boming opened his mouth wide and gave a cruel smile:

"I knew you could use Buddhist light, so I took this opportunity to refine a Corpse Saliva Bottle specifically to taint your Buddhist light!"

This is a wonderful thing made from the flesh of a young girl; it can arouse evil desires and corrupt one's Buddha-nature.

Zhou Ning was taken aback. Had his Mahayana Buddhist light been suppressed?

But then I thought, something's not right?

His Buddha-light was transformed by Brother Zhuoran, not real Buddha-light!

Boming declared, "Since we've caught up with you, today I'll extract your souls and refine them all!"

"You're so arrogant!" Zhou Ning didn't bother arguing with him, took out two talismans, and slapped them forward:

"Great Water Dragon Talisman! Great Water Dragon Talisman!"

A massive amount of water vapor gathered out of thin air, and two water dragons, each several meters long, leaped out and crashed fiercely towards Boming.

Shi Shuiyue, standing nearby, didn't bother to wonder why the Buddhist disciple possessed such abilities. With a clear shout, she drew her longsword.

Originally a cultivator of Ren Water, the surrounding water vapor was now extremely strong, and a slender and sharp water sword condensed on her sword, rushing forward along the water dragon and slashing towards Boming.

Boming pulled out a bone flute, put it to his lips, and blew it.

A shrill, ghostly wail suddenly pierced Zhou Ning's mind, filling him with terror.

"It's an attack targeting the soul?"

Due to the brief interruption, the Great Water Dragon Talisman was affected, and the waves slowed down for a moment.

Shi Shuiyue, a Late Qi Refining cultivator, was utterly vulnerable; her Divine Sense sank, her delicate body trembled, and her sword strikes faltered.

Boming grinned maliciously as he put down the bone flute, grabbed Mingfei by the neck, and yanked her upwards sharply!

Pull out a pitch-black spine filled with the aura of death!

This is the Vajra Pestle, a Buddhist ritual Law Artifact he specially crafted.

Boming stomped his foot, his massive body lunging forward, and swung his pestle fiercely toward Shi Shuiyue's head.

Shi Shuiyue's face turned deathly pale. In her haste, she could only condense a thin, resilient water shield in front of her.

Seeing that the thin shield might not be able to block it, Zhou Ning quickly said, "Buddha's Light!"

As the golden light rushed towards him, Boming had no choice but to manipulate the Corpse Saliva Bottle and spray out another stream of foul odor, which startled the Buddha's light away.

Shi Shuiyue seized the opportunity and immediately raised her sword to parry.

The next moment, the vajra easily shattered the water shield and struck the sword with a clang.

She felt a tremendous force strike her, her hand throbbed with pain, and she was thrown backward.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhou Ning, standing to the side, unleashed a "Spark Talisman," sending dozens of fireballs hurtling towards them.

The black bowl blocked everything, and the tongue inside the bowl was devoured.

Shi Shuiyue fell to the ground, quickly regaining her balance. Her left cheek was bruised and purple, and her eyes were filled with lingering fear.

How could this wicked monk possess a Divine Sense Law Artifact capable of attacking the mind?

If she had known this would happen, she would have run as far away as possible!

Boming watched Zhou Ning use Fireball Technique, and he became even more arrogant. "A mere trick, some scraps of Buddhist light you picked up from who-knows-where, and you dare to pretend to be a Buddhist disciple?"

Zhou Ning remained silent. He slightly activated the [Immovable Mountain] Divine Ability, took out two more "Spark Talisman," and threw them over. Once again, countless crimson fireballs roared out.

Although Shi Shuiyue felt regret, she knew even more clearly that if she fled now, she would only die sooner.

She dared not engage in close combat, so she conjured a sharp line of water at her fingertips and aimed it at Boming.

Boming let out a low shout and stomped his foot hard. With a cracking sound, his bones snapped and his body swelled three-tenths of its size, surrounded by black wind. He was actually a body cultivator!

He charged straight at Zhou Ning without dodging or avoiding, his demon-slaying staff whistling through the air as it slammed down.

Suddenly, he Divine Sense something unusual about a fireball and immediately controlled the black bowl to block it in front of him. The tongue inside the bowl wriggled and black light swirled. Then, a loud "BOOM!" was heard.

The Fire Furuncle Fruit exploded inside the bowl, unleashing a violent burst of fire, with flames and poisonous waves raging outwards.

The strange object inside the kapala bowl was blasted into a cloud of black smoke, and the bowl's walls cracked.

Zhou Ning exclaimed, "Excellent!"

This Fire Furuncle Fruit could even kill Ni Marsh Python, let alone a broken magic Law Artifact?

This bowl was connected to Boming's Cultivation Method, and it suffered a backlash. He felt a tightness in his chest and spat out blood.

Enraged: "How dare you destroy my Law Treasure!"

He absolutely must turn this person into a dried corpse along with pigs and dogs to vent his hatred!

"Ha, still dare to be arrogant!" Zhou Ning swung his arms in a Tai Chi circle, then suddenly flicked them. "Flying Dragon in the Sky! Go!"

The golden dragon, bathed in Buddha's light, lunged forward in an instant.

Boming, with blood in his mouth, said viciously, "Mere Buddhist light..."

The Corpse Saliva Bottle was aimed at the Buddha's light, spraying out large amounts of black oil, intending to completely corrode the Buddha's light.

The golden Buddha light, after being poured upon it, completely turned into black smoke.

Boming grinned, about to burst into laughter, but the black smoke not only didn't retreat, it suddenly accelerated.

"Whoosh!"

Like a cold wind stirring, it instantly reached his face.

Upon contact, Boming, from the waist up, along with the two concubines on his shoulders, turned to dust, skin, flesh, and bone.

Zhou Ning reacted quickly, snatching the Storage Bag.

He fired another fireball, aiming for Boming's lower body.

Evil Cultivator are bizarre and must be eradicated completely!

The intense flames struggled to gnaw at the evil monk's body, but being an inanimate object, it was eventually burned away completely after a few breaths.

He Zhuoran floated in the sky, laughing loudly, "Brother Zhou, wasn't my acting good?"

If he hadn't deliberately created an opening and pretended to be afraid of the black oil, he would have been completely defended by that kapala bowl and would have had no chance of getting close!

Zhou Ning glared at him, thinking to himself, "Brother Zhuoran, you've changed."

They actually resorted to underhanded tactics.

He outwardly praised, "Good, good, good. If we join forces, killing him will be a piece of cake."

Looking at the dark, indistinct Buddha light, Shi Shuiyue felt a chill in her heart and was filled with remorse:

"What kind of Buddhist disciple are you!"