The Soul Devouring Demon excelled at manipulating hearts.
Just a simple "Heh heh heh, guess what?" a mere five words, nearly sent Lang Qihong into a complete breakdown.
The suspicion of whether it was true or not made his mind a mess, his thoughts chaotic, and he felt as if he would shatter on the spot.
Lang Qihong's face flushed red, his eyes bulging with an uncontrollable rage, the veins on his temples throbbing.
"It's fine, as long as you aren't embarrassed, the embarrassment falls on others. If this matter gets out, you can just tell everyone that you toyed with the Soul Devouring Demon. Perhaps someone might even give you a thumbs-up and call you a brave man."
Ji Mo looked on with sympathy, offering well-intentioned advice to Lang Qihong.
However, these words of comfort were utterly useless; they had the opposite effect.
Lang Qihong suddenly realized, "This matter absolutely cannot be leaked. Otherwise, how could I ever show my face again? Silence them, I must silence everyone."
The Soul Devouring Demon's gaze fell upon Ji Mo, a hint of interest appearing. It felt that when it came to messing with people's minds, this kid wasn't bad either.
"Kid, you're quite good. If you're willing to submit to me, I shall bestow upon you supreme glory."
The Soul Devouring Demon extended an invitation, very much wanting to possess Ji Mo.
Ji Mo pouted, "Saying things like that, you look like your old flame is jealous and your face is all red. Why don't you hurry up and coax her?"
Bai Jingjing and the other two stared with wide eyes, full of admiration.
To dare to tease and mock the Soul Devouring Demon to its face, there was no one else like this.
The Soul Devouring Demon was instantly enraged, its face turning green. It had always been the one to mess with others' minds, never expecting to be on the receiving end.
Did this kid have a death wish?
Its killing intent flared, and it was about to strike Ji Mo, but someone else made a move first.
To cover up the truth, Lang Qihong was determined to silence all witnesses.
He threw caution to the wind and decisively launched an attack on the Soul Devouring Demon.
At this juncture, Lang Qihong no longer held back, unleashing his true strength.
Lang Qihong's physical body began to glow, his bones cracking like popping beans, his entire aura ascending.
Outsiders had always thought he was merely at the middle stage of the Emperor Immortal realm, but he had been hiding his true cultivation all along, deliberately concealing his actual power.
In the blink of an eye.
Lang Qihong seemed to transform into a different person. His greying temples turned black, his body straightened, and he was filled with a potent life force, appearing much younger.
"Late Emperor Immortal realm! I didn't expect you to have been holding back. You used to always say your back was bad, but now your qi and blood seem quite vigorous."
The Soul Devouring Demon's gaze returned to Lang Qihong, showing a bit of surprise.
It wasn't due to the strength Lang Qihong displayed, but rather curiosity about how Lang Qihong had replenished his kidneys, and how he hadn't been completely drained by Zhen Zhen over the years.
"Back is bad."
These three words deeply struck a nerve with Lang Qihong.
"Kill..."
Lang Qihong roared.
His long hair danced, runes flickered on his forehead, and the blade in his hand erupted with a hundred-zhang radiance, like a heavenly saber, cleaving downwards.
The saber energy slashed across, easily shattering the void, possessing boundless power.
The Soul Devouring Demon sneered, its lips curling slightly. Gray mist billowed around its body, and it threw a radiant punch without evading.
*Dong!*
A terrifying collision sound erupted, like thousands of thunderclaps, causing the void to collapse, a horrifying spectacle.
If not for the surrounding murals emitting a faint glow, which annihilated the power that surged outwards, the ground would have likely cracked and mountains would have crumbled.
Lang Qihong spat out blood, his body involuntarily retreating, leaving deep footprints on the hard stone floor.
He was, after all, a formidable figure with strong fighting spirit. After halting his momentum, he let out a roar, burning his own vital blood, unleashing even greater power with all his might.
To preserve his reputation in his later years, he was fighting desperately.
The immortal radiance around Lang Qihong became even more brilliant, as he employed his strongest offensive techniques, attacking ferociously.
His figure was like lightning, and the blade in his hand struck out repeatedly, all of them deadly moves.
The sky collapsed, energy howled, forming terrifying tides that tore everything apart.
"When I used to tell you to hurry, you were as slow as a snail. Now you're quite fast."
The Soul Devouring Demon, while defending, didn't forget to taunt Lang Qihong.
This tactic of killing with a thousand cuts was its specialty.
Lang Qihong was so enraged he spat blood, his attacks becoming even more frenzied, with a clear intent to perish together.
He was so infuriated that even if he died, he wanted to drag the Soul Devouring Demon down with him.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly ignorant. In the past, I could have easily crushed hundreds and thousands of you with a single finger. Although my strength is greatly diminished now, it won't take much effort to deal with you."
The Soul Devouring Demon seemed to have had its fill of playing and retaliated forcefully.
Its eyes glowed dimly, emitting dark rays, and a massive claw instantly took shape, accompanied by the roar of wind and thunder, striking Lang Qihong in an instant.
*Boom.*
The first strike made Lang Qihong cough up large amounts of blood.
The second strike directly shattered the immortal artifact in Lang Qihong's hand into pieces.
As the third strike landed, Lang Qihong let out a scream, his body covered in cracks, an unknown number of bones within him broken, and he was sent flying.
A late-stage Emperor Immortal, a mighty Emperor, could barely withstand a few exchanges against the Soul Devouring Demon before being nearly killed.
Perhaps out of consideration for their past intimacy, or perhaps intending to completely drain Lang Qihong, the Soul Devouring Demon did not deliver the killing blow.
Lang Qihong lay on the ground, continuously coughing blood, his face filled with despair.
The Soul Devouring Demon not killing him was certainly not out of benevolence; it must have had ulterior motives. Who knew what its purpose was?
Could it be keeping him as a plaything, to torment him endlessly?
The more he thought about it, the more horrified Lang Qihong became. He instinctively clutched his posterior, his legs trembling.
"Kid, it's your turn. Will you submit or not?"
The Soul Devouring Demon's sinister gaze fell upon Ji Mo, giving him one last chance, this foolish Ji.
It believed that after witnessing its power, the other party would likely be terrified and change their attitude to yield.
"That's a question I should be asking you. Submit to me, and I'll spare your life, otherwise, I'll beat you until you can't tell the difference between a male and female."
Ji Mo met the Soul Devouring Demon's gaze without backing down.
If it weren't for wanting to extract some information from it, he wouldn't have wasted words and would have simply killed this damned creature.
"Are you threatening me?"
The Soul Devouring Demon was taken aback, thinking it had misheard.
A human actually dared to threaten it, had he lost his mind?
Even Lang Qihong thought Ji Mo was acting deranged. Hadn't he seen how I was utterly defeated just now?
Let alone the fact that your cultivation was sealed by Zhen Zhen beforehand, even if it wasn't, could you be a match for the Soul Devouring Demon?
Even Lang Qihong hadn't been able to gauge the depth of this Soul Devouring Demon.
He even suspected that it might have once been a divine-level creature. Although it was much weaker now, it was by no means something Ji Mo could handle.
"Yes, I advise you to be sensible."
Ji Mo nodded.
It was best if he didn't have to fight. If the other party truly didn't know any better, then he would deal with it.
"Hahaha, ignorant ant, do you know what kind of existence I am? There has only ever been one person in my life who dared to threaten me. However, that arrogant fellow has likely long since turned to dust."
The Soul Devouring Demon let out a burst of wild laughter.
However, when mentioning that arrogant fellow, its expression was slightly odd, clearly recalling a certain terrifying memory.
Ji Mo flexed his wrists and beckoned to the Soul Devouring Demon with a finger, "Then, I shall be the second."