Two Polar Whirlwinds Shield the Spirit Skiff, Mystic Talismans Clear the Heart and Suppress the Heavenly Demon

Fu Heyi had fallen unconscious, and instead escaped the control of the Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl.

Only after Heng Hua cast his spell did he slowly awaken.

The moment he saw Heng Hua, Fu Heyi suddenly remembered the final scene before he lost consciousness.

"You brat!"

He grabbed a formation flag and swung it at him.

"You actually dared lay a hand on me?"

Heng Hua nimbly dodged, his face full of bewilderment. "Nineteenth Uncle, what are you doing? Haven't you broken free of the illusion yet?"

He seized Fu Heyi's hands, swiftly tossed aside the flag, and said anxiously, "You were ensnared by the Heavenly Demon Illusory Realm and have only just awakened."

As he spoke, Heng Hua pointed outside.

"Look. The water demons have answered the demonic qi's summons and already surrounded us."

Fish demons packed the area around the spirit skiff. If not for the skiff's own defensive formation, it would likely have been breached already.

"An illusion?"

Fu Heyi recalled it again, then snorted coldly. "Don't try to fool me. What illusion? You clearly brought people to knock me unconscious. Wait, we've already left Coiling Dragon Island? Where is my Huang Qiong?"

"Nineteenth Uncle, have you really forgotten? Yesterday, you left the island with us. Grandfather even told you to look after me. Huang Qiong went with Fu Liuhui and will meet up with us tomorrow."

Left the island yesterday? Uncle told me to look after you?

Fu Heyi was utterly at a loss. Why was there no such memory in his mind?

Fu Xuanxing stood at the doorway, staring stupidly at Fu Heyi inside the room.

There were other Fu Family members aboard? Why had they never shown themselves? And he had fallen under an illusion? Hadn't he just been woken up by you?

Because he did not understand, Fu Xuanxing honestly remained standing at the door.

Heng Hua frowned and circled Fu Heyi, examining him. "Could this be an effect of the Heavenly Demon Illusory Realm?" He put on a show of taking Fu Heyi's pulse.

"No, I can't tell for now. Nineteenth Uncle, let's not discuss this first. Saving people is urgent—Third Brother is still inside the illusion."

Heng Hua kept calling it an illusion, and Fu Heyi began to mutter to himself.

Could it truly be as he said? Had he lost his memories because of the illusion and mistaken this brat beating him in the "illusory realm" for reality?

Fu Heyi used the Spirit-Calming Incantation and the Delusion-Breaking Method.

After repeating them several times, he finally determined that this was the real world. But his memories were not wrong. This brat had set him up and knocked him unconscious...

Forget it. He would go take a look with him first.

The instant Fu Heyi stepped out of the room, the surging demonic qi outside frightened him stiff.

The demonic qi spawned black vines that had tightly wrapped around the ship's interior. Dark-red flowers bloomed upon the vines, their cloying fragrance drifting through the air.

Layer upon layer of illusions appeared before his eyes. Fu Heyi hastily retreated into the room and desperately cast spells on himself.

"What is going on? Why is the demonic qi so overpowering?"

"Today, we rescued two Mysterious Subtle Sect cultivators. The demonic qi came from an out-of-control demonic treasure they carried."

Heng Hua briefly explained the current situation.

"Wait. Why haven't the two of you fallen into the illusion?"

Heng Hua said, "I reacted quickly and ran out." Then he looked at Fu Xuanxing.

That was right. How had this brat escaped?

Fu Xuanxing wore a dazed expression. "I noticed the demonic qi erupt and hurriedly ran away. An illusion? I didn't feel anything."

Even now, Heng Hua held a fan to protect himself, while Fu Heyi took out three formation flags for defense, resisting the summons of the "Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Realm." Yet Fu Xuanxing still showed no reaction, standing there empty-handed.

Seeing how easily he endured it, Heng Hua secretly pondered: After the Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl was activated, the Six Desires Demon Realm it created enveloped the spirit skiff. Every living creature within the demon realm would automatically stir up the seven emotions and six desires within their hearts. If they could not guard their true selves, they would become puppets of the Demon Pearl. I escaped first by relying on my connection with the Demon Pearl. Fu Xuanxing remained aboard and was not dragged in. Even now, he is not afraid of the Heavenly Demon Pearl? This brat has some tricks.

"Never mind that for now. Work with me to set up a formation." Fu Heyi understood what mattered and stopped tangling with Fu Henghua over the "truth."

He took a white banner from his Qiankun Ring and handed it to Heng Hua.

"The Positive-Negative Wind Armor Formation?"

"This formation is easier to arrange."

Heng Hua said no more and leaped to the bow, activating the formation flag.

With a shake of the white banner, a white immortal gate three zhang tall emerged behind him.

Fu Heyi stood at the stern and used a black flag to summon a black gate three zhang high.

Black and white faced one another, embodying the principle of yin and yang, positive and negative.

"Rise!"

The two gates resonated together, and gusts of pure wind echoed between them. They happened to take the shape of a small boat, wrapping around the entire spirit skiff.

Bang—

A flying fish slammed into the spirit skiff and was sent flying by the spirit wind barrier.

Immediately afterward, more fish demons leaped from the water.

Fu Heyi controlled the wind wall and methodically blocked the fish demons one by one.

"Is there a Foundation Establishment monster controlling them from behind?" Fu Heyi swept his gaze over the water and spotted the Carp King in the distance.

The carp demon was a full zhang long, blue-black all over. A Golden Dragon scale rested on its forehead. It was clearly a dragonfish walking the path of transformation into a dragon.

Troublesome. All my cultivation lies in formations, and Heng Hua is no expert in spell battles either. We still need to wake Fu Xiangfeng.

Fu Heyi took out a stack of Clearheart Talismans and gave them to Heng Hua and Fu Xuanxing.

"You two go save the others. I'll preside over the formation."

Heng Hua took thirty and stuffed all the remaining Clearheart Talismans into Fu Xuanxing's hands. "Go to the prison chamber and plaster talismans all around it."

Fu Xuanxing looked at the demonic qi rolling through the spirit skiff.

Vines crisscrossed one another, wrapping the ship's cabins in layer upon layer.

"What about you? Are you going to find Brother Fu and the others?"

"No need."

Using his feather fan, Heng Hua wrote a Clearheart Talisman spell in the air.

When he finished the final stroke of the talisman.

"Rise."

The thirty Clearheart Talismans in his hand flew into the air one after another and attached themselves to that massive Clearheart Talisman.

"Fuse!"

The power of all thirty Clearheart Talismans activated at once, multiplying the might of this enormous Clearheart Talisman.

"The Talisman Fusion Technique."

Heng Hua held his fan in one hand and manipulated the talismans with the other, carefully lowering the giant Clearheart Talisman from the air.

Clear, radiant azure light gradually dissolved the demonic qi.

Vines, tentacles, and smoke dragons all shrank inward.

"Fu Xuanxing, now!"

Fu Xuanxing swung his wooden sword, cleaving apart the vines where flaws had appeared, and rushed straight toward the prison chamber.

He swiftly attached the Clearheart Talismans in his hands.

White mist drifted hazily as Fu Xiangfeng looked upon the Panlong Hall before him.

Within the hall, he saw his younger self.

His grandfather was earnestly instructing him before sending him off the island.

"This is the scene from when I first left Coiling Dragon Island."

Then the scene shifted, showing Deng Lan specially delivering a wooden casket when Fu Henghua left the island.

"Is this trying to stir up my inner demon? True, because of what happened today, I felt a trace of jealousy toward Little Six. But we are family. How could I be angry over something like this?"

The Coiled Dragon Token—Fu Xiangfeng had been away from home for years, yet his grandfather had never given him even one. Yet inside Fu Henghua's Presentation Casket, there were certainly more than just one Coiled Dragon Token.

But Fu Xiangfeng understood perfectly well.

"Little Six is different from me. Besides, his parents are both dead. He truly needs more care from others."

At that faint formless power stirring his inner demon, Fu Xiangfeng answered with a slash of his sword.

Opening his eyes and seeing the demonic qi rolling through the room, Fu Xiangfeng drew a deep breath.

"What heavy demonic qi!"

Fortunately, waves of azure light emerged outside, letting Fu Xiangfeng seize the chance to leap out.

Seeing Fu Xiangfeng emerge, Heng Hua once again asked for Clearheart Talismans.

When Fu Xiangfeng saw Fu Heyi and the formation shrouding the spirit skiff, he froze for a moment before handing over the talismans. "You didn't bring these yourself?"

"I fled in too much of a hurry. They're in my room."

He once more used Clearheart Talismans to perform the Talisman Fusion Technique.

Another enormous Clearheart Talisman pressed downward, and the demonic qi scattered again.

Fu Xiangfeng drew the Spirit Song Sword.

"Snow Blowing."

The scattered demonic qi was swept up by a whirlwind and forcibly drawn out through every passage, then shot toward the sky under the guidance of Sword Qi.

Then he rose on his sword and charged directly into the school of fish, severely wounding the carp demon controlling the fish demons.

"Xuanxing, come help."

"Coming!"

After finishing the talismans in the prison chamber, Fu Xuanxing also drew his wooden sword and charged into the demon horde.

Hengshou stared at Coiling Dragon Island, now scorched earth.

He silently walked forward. Corpses lay toppled across both sides, all familiar faces. Some were even direct descendants of the Fu Family.

At last, amid the broken walls and crumbling ruins, he saw the only person still standing.

"Young Master..."

He was unlike the Fu Henghua in Hengshou's memories.

That man wore a blood-red robe, Heavenly Demon aura winding around his body. In his hand, he held an utterly vile demonic artifact refined through forbidden evil arts.

He stood atop the ruins of Panlong Hall, looking down upon all living things.

This was Hengshou's deepest fear.

Fu Henghua had fallen to demonic corruption.

Suddenly, a pure wind echoed.

"Why aren't you awake yet!"

Hengshou's mind shook, and he immediately broke free from the illusion.

Xiaoyu was also inside an illusion.

Before her lay a scene from thirty years ago.

Dense clouds covered the sky, and furious waves rose to the heavens. Three Flood Dragon Kings led countless water demons in besieging Coiling Dragon Island.

She held the unconscious Fu Henghua in her arms, anxiously looking into the distance.

That couple burned their magical power and faced the Seven-Headed Demon Serpent spewing black flames, sacrificing their lives.

"No—"

The girl let out a shrill cry.

Sword light, fierce winds, and flames collided, ultimately perishing together.

Then the scene changed. Xiaoyu saw Fu Henghua battling Li Nanxing, while a corpse drifted nearby.

Hengshou!

Pain stabbed through Xiaoyu's heart, and just as she was about to go over—

Origin Copper Qi came crashing down like a sky-covering curtain, killing Fu Henghua on the spot.

Since her birth, Xiaoyu had grown up in the Fu Family. Though she was merely a maid, she regarded Fu Henghua's family of three and Hengshou as indispensable people in her life.

Watching the four of them die, her emotions were gradually stirred by the demonic qi.

"Why aren't you awake yet!"

Azure talisman light rose, and the illusion shattered.

Inside the prison chamber, the cultivators were tied together back to back. Their faces twisted fiercely, their eyes crimson as they let out howl after howl and struggled madly.

Xu Wenyu sat to one side. Because of the Ruyi Golden Hoop, he did not need to be tied up. He merely could not leave the prison chamber.

As the demonic qi erupted inside the prison chamber, Xu Wenyu was also dragged into an illusion.

Within the illusion, he saw himself remove the Ruyi Golden Hoop and place it on Fu Henghua's head. He chanted the incantation over and over, watching the youth roll around on the ground.

Only when the pure wind carried Heng Hua's voice did a crack appear in the illusion.

Xu Wenyu suddenly became confused.

"How did I remove the Ruyi Golden Hoop? And how did I put it on this brat?"

Suddenly, the youth rolling on the ground sprang up. "Bold of you! Take my Tightening Hoop Curse!"

Xu Wenyu shuddered and instantly woke up.

He hurriedly climbed out through the window.

After coming out, he saw that Hengshou and Xiaoyu had escaped as well. But neither paid him any attention, rushing straight toward Heng Hua's room.

Seeing Heng Hua beckoning from the air, Xu Wenyu silently flew over.

"You're not bad. You actually managed to break free from the illusion."

Xu Wenyu touched the Golden Hoop atop his head.

This thing had cast too great a shadow over him.

Even within an illusion, he did not think he could deal with the person before him.

"Young Master."

Hengshou and Xiaoyu came over. One handed him the Clearheart Talisman from the room, while the other gave him a jade flute.

He once again employed the Talisman Fusion Technique. A third gigantic Clearheart Talisman pressed down, confining the demonic aura to Zhou Xiao's room.

"Xu Wenyu, go help out on the water and relieve Fu Xuanxing. Have him go find Senior Zhou."

With that, he slowly raised the jade flute to his lips.

The soft, pleasant flute melody drifted on the gentle breeze.

Not only Zhou Xiao—even the fish demons on the water gradually calmed after hearing the flute, breaking free of the demonic aura's control.

"Spirit-Calming Demon-Subduing Melody?"

Zhou Xiao slowly opened his eyes and gazed out the window, letting out a long sigh.

He remembered that when he was young, his master had once taught him hand in hand.

And now...

Recalling that scene within the illusory realm, the old man's expression darkened.

"Martial Uncle."

Fu Xuanxing kicked the door open.

Seeing the small brass furnace on the table, he hurriedly formed a hand seal and sealed it.

Before long, wisps of firelight emerged from Zhou Xiao's room, and the demonic aura permeating the spirit barge finally vanished.

Heng Hua stared at the shattered door and coldly said to Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, write it down. We'll make him pay the repair costs later."

"Yes."