Chapter 194 Black Moon

In the quiet restaurant, everyone was still immersed in a weak state of panic. The sudden appearance of the white-haired youth startled them before they realized who he was.

Was this the Chunyang Sect Leader?

"The Chunyang Sect Leader has appeared. We're done for, we're all going to die." Liu Zhiyi scrambled behind the others, not even having the strength to stand.

The others were also ashen-faced. Although they weren't Star Lords or Night Watchers, Yuan Shishi Tianzun and Liu Zhiyi had previously said that the Chunyang Sect Leader was brutal and insane, and not bound by morality or reputation.

He would never let them go.

Yin Ji and Ling Jun's expressions changed drastically. The former staggered forward, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety, as if to help Yuan Shishi Tianzun.

The latter was crawling on the ground, Hua Gongzi's face pale, his expression somewhat twisted, as if he foresaw Yuan Shishi Tianzun's fate.

"Damn it, if you dare to seize his body, I will definitely destroy you, even if it means searching the ends of the earth..." Ling Jun roared, like an enraged lion.

But he was too weak, having just been resurrected and also poisoned by the witch's Weakness Potion. He didn't even have the strength to stand.

Miao Teng'er held her cousin in fear, not letting him go to his death.

The Chunyang Sect Leader ignored Ling Jun's threat, his eyes filled with madness as he looked at the staggering Yin Ji, grinning and whispering in a voice only Night Watchers could hear:

"Don't worry, once I devour this kid, it will naturally be your turn."

This girl's Taiyin power and star power were much stronger than Yuan Shishi Tianzun's. Because of this, she was also much more powerful. Devouring her directly could very likely lead to failure.

Now that victory was in his grasp, he had to proceed cautiously, first eating Yuan Shishi Tianzun, then the little girl. This way, he couldn't fail.

With a wave of his sleeves, he raised his hand and drew a complex and mysterious talisman in the air, instantly forming it.

With a flick of his finger, the spiritual talisman flew out, hitting the black-skirted beauty who was staggering forward.

Yin Ji made a soft "umph" sound and fell weakly, her pupils dilating, losing consciousness.

Her spiritual body and Taiyin power were sealed. Her already weak body was now even worse.

The Chunyang Sect Leader didn't look at her again, turning his attention back to Yuan Shishi Tianzun, his smile maniacal:

"Never thought of it, did you? I was hiding in the dog's dream. You thought I possessed someone here? No, from the beginning, I used the Dream Orb to enter the dog's dream. You're all too stupid, hahaha..."

Zhang Yuanqing, sitting cross-legged on the ground, sighed, "I guessed it, but it's too late. I remember that dreaming is a power only Saints possess, and you're definitely not at that level."

But after seeing the orb containing countless dream images, he understood everything.

Among the illusionists hunted by the Chunyang Sect Leader, there must have been someone of high status, possibly the descendant of a powerful figure from the Nihility Sect, or a top student being cultivated.

Otherwise, he couldn't possess a tool with Saint-level characteristics.

"So you could disappear silently from Yan'er's body, not because your primordial spirit escaped, but because of dream jumping?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"That's right!" The Chunyang Sect Leader stood with his hands behind his back, his expression wickedly arrogant, yet extremely dignified.

"Looks like I'm going to die, but before I die, I have a few questions to ask, so I can die knowing why. Did you pick up this tool?" Zhang Yuanqing tried to stall for time.

"Indeed." He nodded slightly, then excitedly said, "This is what they call divine assistance for the virtuous."

That idiot President almost killed me. Zhang Yuanqing asked, "You're not a Lingjing Xingzhe, so how did you keep this tool? You probably don't know, there's a Ren Xian (Earth Immortal) looking for it."

He looked very tired. He had to gasp for breath after every sentence.

"You Lingjing Xingzhe don't understand what a magic artifact is. A magic artifact only leaks spiritual power when it's being used. When it's not being used, a simple spell can conceal its aura."

The Chunyang Sect Leader was full of arrogance when he said this.

In his eyes, hastily trained Lingjing Xingzhe were not worthy of being compared to himself, who had cultivated diligently for decades. "I see!" Zhang Yuanqing suddenly understood.

As he spoke, his brain was working at high speed, searching for a way to survive.

The most important thing now was to survive the Weakness state and enter the next round of safe time, then he could counter-kill the Chunyang Sect Leader.

The Yin Yang Dharma Robe definitely couldn't be used. This tool was a divine artifact against enemies with physical attacks, but against illusionists and Night Watchers, it was simply courting death.

Because the Water-Fire clones would divide his spiritual body, weakening its power.

The Military Soul Face could resist a little, and was currently his only reliance.

"Since there are no more questions, then go to hell."

The Chunyang Sect Leader's robe suddenly billowed, and boundless Taiyin power surged like a tide, ready to crush him. "Wait, I have something else to say," Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said.

The Chunyang Sect Leader sneered:

"Still trying to stall for time? The reason I wasted time talking to you was to wait for you to summon the Demon Subduing Pestle, but it seems you've already lost that tool. I guess my good disciple took it back.

"After I devour your spiritual power and eat your little girl, I'll settle the score with her sooner or later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed toward Zhang Yuanqing with tsunami-like Taiyin power.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly rolled backward, while grabbing a pair of logo-less running shoes and putting them on. While rolling, he barely managed to squat down and slide toward the Chunyang Sect Leader.

The two passed each other.

The Chunyang Sect Leader turned around lightly, the Taiyin power floating behind him. He stared in astonishment at Yuan Shishi Tianzun, then at his running shoes, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you have a lot of magic artifacts. The more magic artifacts you have, the happier I am. They'll all be mine."

The Chunyang Sect Leader suddenly lunged forward, crashing into Zhang Yuanqing once again with vast Yin energy.

Zhang Yuanqing braced his tired body and slid out a soft, powerless slide.

The two brushed past each other again.

Chunyang Sect Leader: "..."

His expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he roared uncontrollably, launching a third charge.

Zhang Yuanqing once again avoided him with a slide.

After repeating this five times, Zhang Yuanqing sighed and reluctantly took off his slide shoes, putting them into his inventory.

Even if he died, he wouldn't leave the tools for the Chunyang Sect Leader.

Seeing this, the Chunyang Sect Leader laughed wildly: "Looks like these shoes can only be used five times. Do you have any other tricks?"

With that, he once again drove the Taiyin power and crashed into Yuan Shishi Tianzun. This time, he wasn't hindered in any way, and successfully invaded the young genius's body.

Zhang Yuanqing's sea of consciousness "boomed," his brain throbbing as if steel nails were piercing his skull.

In an instant, he felt a force of extreme Yin and evil, mixed with a huge amount of distracting thoughts, rushing into his sea of consciousness.

This force of mental energy domineeringly occupied the sea of consciousness, devouring his weak spiritual body. The star power and Taiyin power in his body instantly poured out like a dam bursting, flowing away without end.

What a strong power. His skill in soul devouring far surpasses mine. Zhang Yuanqing felt an explosive sense of crisis and resisted with his Soul Devouring skill while using the Golden Face's mental attack.

Without hesitation, he bombarded the Chunyang Sect Leader's primordial spirit with three continuous mental strikes.

"Ah~"

A heart-rending scream exploded in his mind. The mental energy that had almost occupied his sea of consciousness seemed to have suffered a terrible blow and retreated like a tide.

Did I get him? He's so weak? Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. His sea of consciousness, which had been squeezed into a "corner," regained its territory, and his consciousness quickly returned.

The scene inside the restaurant reappeared before his eyes. Behind him was Ling Jun's anxious call, and in front of him was the Chunyang Sect Leader, floating in the air with a sneer on his face.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze. "You really do have a trump card. This mask is not bad. It seems to be bound to the spiritual body? After I devour you, it will belong to me," the Chunyang Sect Leader said arrogantly.

"How is my illusion? This is the real illusion. You Lingjing Xingzhe only have spiritual power but no skill. How laughable, how laughable."

He didn't invade Yuan Shishi Tianzun's sea of consciousness. Everything just now was just an illusion, to create a situation where all hope was lost and force Yuan Shishi Tianzun to use his last trump card.

There are no more trump cards. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

The slide shoes and the military soul mask were his last two trump cards. At this moment, the witch's potion of weakness hadn't disappeared. Instead, the toxicity was getting worse, making him dizzy.

The plan to stall for time had also failed. There's no way out.

In despair, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly thought of the black crescent moon in his character card. It was an item left by the Demon Lord, and based on its performance in the Slaughter dungeon, it clearly had its own consciousness and wasn't just a treasure. A bold idea rose in his heart.

Haven't I always wanted to figure out if there are hidden dangers in the character card? Haven't I always been afraid that the Demon Lord isn't dead?

I can't figure it out myself, so can I use the Chunyang Sect Leader to test it?

If I die, the character card will return to the Lingjing, or be obtained by a powerful ancient cultivator.

If the character card that Bing Ge gave me doesn't have any hidden dangers, then so be it. It's fate. Anyway, I'm already at the end of the road; but if it's really like I think it is, the character card has "hidden dangers," then will "it" just watch itself be obtained by the Chunyang Sect Leader? Anyway, I'm at the end of the road, so I'll use the Blue Face's endurance boost to resist. If I can't resist it, then I'll resign myself to fate. Zhang Yuanqing had this pessimistic thought, and then he saw the Chunyang Sect Leader rushing over with a manic and excited expression.

He didn't resist, and silently activated the Blue Face.

His tired eyes lit up, and his spirit lifted.

But this strength that erupted in a desperate situation was like a final burst of light, which was dispersed by the mental energy filled with a huge amount of negative emotions as soon as it surged up.

Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed, and he lost consciousness on the spot. He had never been exposed to a spiritual body with such strong negative energy. Evil, madness, chaos... It was as if all the negative emotions in the world were concentrated in this mental energy.

Compared to the Chunyang Sect Leader, the negative energy of the evil profession was simply a small matter.

After briefly losing consciousness, Zhang Yuanqing was awakened by "pain." His soul uncontrollably screamed and cried.

He was being seized, and his spiritual body was being devoured bit by bit.

This pain of soul tearing was far greater than any physical pain.

Inside the sea of consciousness, two mental forces were fighting desperately. The mental force exuding black smoke was tightly biting a clear and weak spiritual body, devouring it bit by bit. "Huh, you're actually a Dispersed Soul. Your soul has long been torn apart. You should have died long ago. Who stitched your soul back together?"

The Chunyang Sect Leader, chewing on the spiritual body, tasted the abnormality of this delicacy. "No, there's something wrong with your soul. You're..."

Suddenly, high in the sea of consciousness, a round black moon rose again, interrupting the Chunyang Sect Leader's whisper.

The soft and bright moonlight condensed into a beam, enveloping Yuan Shishi Tianzun's spiritual body.

In an instant, a vast Taiyin force, with an unstoppable power, rushed into the spiritual body.

The weak spiritual body suddenly swelled, suppressing the spiritual body that exuded black mist and concentrated negative emotions. The swelling continued, and the clear and dazzling light mass began to devour in the opposite direction.

In an instant, it swallowed a third of the Chunyang Sect Leader's spiritual body. "Ah~"

This scream was genuine. The Chunyang Sect Leader was caught off guard and experienced the pain of his soul being torn apart. "This power, impossible, how can you have the power of a Ren Xian (Earth Immortal)..."

Inside the sea of consciousness, the spiritual body exuding black mist was being devoured bit by bit, and the situation was reversed. But at this moment, it suddenly broke off, voluntarily abandoning a portion of its primordial spirit.

Then, it quickly withdrew from the sea of consciousness, as panicked as a stray dog.

Inside the restaurant, the Chunyang Sect Leader flew out of Zhang Yuanqing's brow, rushed out more than ten meters, turned around gracefully, and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with both fear and greed. "Ren Xian-level power, Ren Xian-level power..."

His body was much dimmer, and the vast Taiyin power had also been severely diluted. His expression twisted for a while, greedily wanting to rush back into the sea of consciousness, but afraid to move forward.

If he hadn't used the Soul Division technique in time, abandoning that part of his primordial spirit, he would have already been devoured.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's expression was dazed, and he was in a state of stupor.

He was digesting and absorbing that part of the Chunyang Sect Leader's soul.

Just as the Chunyang Sect Leader hesitated, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes. One of his eyes was clear and bright, and the other was crazy and evil. Good and evil were simultaneously condensed on his face. His eyes were still empty, as if he hadn't fully regained consciousness, but his aura began to skyrocket, shaking off the weakened state and gradually returning to a Saint.

"Hateful!"

Seeing this, the Chunyang Sect Leader didn't hesitate at all, wrapped up the two magic artifacts on the floor, and quickly went through the wall.

As the disc was put away, the illusory world, dice, and information projection in the restaurant all disappeared.

The seal surrounding the restaurant disappeared.

About ten seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing regained consciousness. Without saying a word, he immediately took out the Ghost Mirror and held it. The evil thoughts, killing, and destructive desires surging in his chest were barely suppressed.

Then, a few seconds later, they surged up again.

The Chunyang Sect Leader's evil thoughts were too strong, and even the Ghost Mirror couldn't completely suppress them.

This is the Chunyang Sect Leader's spiritual body? So crazy. Zhang Yuanqing unconsciously raised the left corner of his mouth, complementing the madness and chaos in his left eye.

After devouring the Chunyang Sect Leader's spiritual body, he passively learned many spells, such as the technique of drawing talismans in the air to control Yin Ji, the illusion construction techniques, and the soul devouring techniques.

This also included some of the Star Lord's combat skills. It was equivalent to a disguised form of imparting skills.

The power of a Ren Xian, that black crescent moon is the power of a Ren Xian? Hey, this is quite a harvest.

A Dispersed Soul? I should have died long ago? Who stitched my soul back together? He muttered to himself for a few seconds, turned his head, and looked at the group of guests who were still shocked and confused, with a hint of joy in their expressions.

These people witnessed the Chunyang Sect Leader's escape. I can't hide the fact that I have secrets anymore. Should I think of an excuse to get away with it, or kill them all to silence them? Let's kill them. They're just a bunch of ants anyway.

Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts were chaotic. He raised the left corner of his mouth at the crowd, revealing a wicked and crazy smile:

"Everyone, call the Songhai branch. Do it while I can still control myself."

This mad expression made the people who were gradually recovering from their weakness and had escaped death feel a chill in their hearts.

Zhang Yuanqing then pressed his forehead in pain. Goodness and reason took the upper hand. He walked to Yin Ji's side, squatted down, and checked her. He was relieved to confirm that she was just unconscious.

His eyes fell on Yin Ji's long eyelashes, her delicate eyebrows, and her fair and tender skin. Further down was the black veil covering half of her face.

A thought that had been on his mind for a long time welled up. How beautiful is this woman that the Demon Lord is so obsessed with her?

As soon as he thought of this, evil thoughts regained the upper hand. He hooked the left corner of his mouth, grabbed Yin Ji's veil, and tore it off forcefully.

At this time, Miao Teng'er dialed Dog Elder's phone:

"Dog Elder, please come to the Hundred Flowers Club. We were attacked by the Chunyang Sect Leader. There were heavy casualties. Yuan Shishi Tianzun is fine. The Chunyang Sect Leader has been driven back by him, but, but..."

Miao Teng'er glanced at Yuan Shishi Tianzun, her voice slightly trembling: "But Yuan Shishi Tianzun's condition is not right. He seems like he could kill someone at any time. Also, he, he lifted Yin Ji's veil."