“Qing Ling, do you remember Qing Ling? Qing Ling is Shishi in this life.” Lou Ming was not very sure if Feng Luo still remembered Qing Ling. It was because more than thousands of years ago, to ensure that Feng Lou could completely absorb Qing Ling’s evil qi, only a tiny part of his soul power left the mark, and this mark only kept a clear note on the technique in separating his evil qi.
“Qing Ling?” Feng Luo asked twice in confusion. The name was vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t remember anything.
“Hurry up and stop!” Lou Ming knew in his heart that it was impossible for the six spiritual artifacts to contain the evil qi of both him and the drought demon.
“It’s impossible to stop it. The seal spell has already formed and cannot be interrupted unless a spiritual artifact shatters.” Feng Luo shook his head.
“What?” Can’t be interrupted? Is Shishi really going to die under my own hands?
Perhaps Lou Ming’s despair was too profound, so profound that his soul trembled. Feng Luo searched for the location of the spiritual artifacts and found the most special existence among the six spiritual artifacts, a girl who was somewhat familiar.
This inexplicable familiarity ignited Feng Luo’s desire to protect. His brow wrinkled, and his gaze fell on the drought demon in front of Lou Ming.
At this time, the evil qi around Qingmang Mountain became much thinner because the spiritual artifacts absorbed most of it. Elder Wu condensed the spiritual power in him and walked towards Lou Ming in anger.
“I can transfer the evil qi from that girl to the drought demon,” Feng Luo suddenly spoke, “But then, the drought demon will become even stronger than before.”
Lou Ming originally thought he was about to kill Chen Yu with his own hands, but now when he suddenly heard that Feng Luo could transfer the evil qi from Chen Yu to the drought demon, he immediately responded without hesitation, “Transfer it.”
“What about the drought demon?” Almost out of the instinct of a Celestial Master, Feng Luo asked out loud.
“Transfer all of my remaining evil qi to the drought demon. As long as there’s no more evil qi in me, I can use the Profound Fiend Purification and Destruction Technique,” Lou Ming had long thought about it.
As long as he no longer had evil qi, this light of merit and virtue within his soul could just be used to activate the Profound Fiend Purification and Destruction Technique.
Feng Luo swept a glance at Elder Wu, who had already come close, then moved his gaze away. His white robe sleeve stroked the evil qi that was flowing towards Chen Yu, and it instantly changed direction, pouring into the drought demon’s body in turn.
Chen Yu, who had already entered a semi-consciousness, suddenly felt a relief all over her. She gradually woke up as the evil qi in her slowly receded.
“Why does the evil qi seem to be getting stronger again?” The bigwigs who were paying close attention to the movements of the drought demon immediately realized that something was wrong.
“Roar!” The drought demon, who had regained his strength, roared and broke free from Lou Ming’s grip. Feeling the constant influx of power in his body, he laughed rampantly. “What a mighty power! Hahaha…”
Lou Ming did not go after the drought demon. He stood in place, waiting for Feng Luo to separate the last remaining bit of evil qi in his body.
10% left, 5%, 3%, 1%, 0!
Lou Ming threw away the Bronze Sword, took a look at the drought demon whose aura was much stronger than before, raised his hands, and quickly formed the pattern of a magic seal between the flowing spiritual power.
The Profound Fiend Purification and Destruction Technique!
Elder Wu couldn’t be mistaken. He even took it out last night and practiced it again.
As Lou Ming’s magic seal was formed, Feng Luo’s figure gradually became illusory. The golden light around Lou Ming shone, and the light of merit and virtue overflowed from within his soul.
“Ring-ding-ding…”
With the crisp ringing of a bell, a huge golden bell made of spiritual qi suddenly fell from the sky and illuminated the drought demon inside. This sudden change made Lou Ming stunned for a moment: Soul Summoning Bell?
Whoosh!
Taking advantage of Lou Ming’s stupefaction, Elder Wu quickly charged within the range of the bell. His hands quickly formed seals, and the Profound Fiend Purification and Destruction Technique was completed in an instant.
Elder Wu’s off-white sweater was shrouded with a layer of golden light of merit. Although this light of merit was a little worse than the golden light around Lou Ming, it was also extremely dazzling.
“Elder Wu?” The sudden turn of events in front of Lou Ming obviously stunned him. Then, his expression drastically changed. He exclaimed, “Elder Wu, quickly stop.”
“Hmph, do you think you’re the only one who mastered this kind of high level spell?” Elder Wu said disdainfully without stopping the movements of his hands. The light of merit around him transformed into a sharp sword and flew toward the drought demon.
“Roar!” The drought demon roared in pain. He felt the pain that he had never experienced in such a long time. “Impossible. What else in the world can hurt me?”
“Elder Wu, please stop. You can’t kill him.” In addition to his own evil qi, the drought demon also absorbed Lou Ming’s. Elder Wu’s merits could not hold him down at all.
“I know I don’t have enough merit and virtue. If you don’t want me to sacrifice for nothing then lend me yours,” Elder Wu replied between gritted teeth, while struggling to sustain the spell.
ou Ming froze, and for a moment did not know what to do. He did not want anything to happen to Elder Wu, but he had no way to help.
“He’s right!” Just when Lou Ming was hesitating, Feng Luo, who was floating aside, suddenly spoke up. As Feng Luo’s voice fell, the light of merit and virtue on Lou Ming began to drift towards Elder Wu uncontrollably.
With Feng Lou’s help, the sharp sword made from the light of merit immediately became powerful, and a puff of black smoke gushed out from the drought demon’s chest.
“Grandpa, grandpa!” Chen Yu also recovered her senses at this time and found the stalemate between Elder Wu and the drought demon. When she saw Elder Wu sustaining a magic spell, her face that had just recovered some blood turned pale in a blink.
“Old Man, what are you doing?!!!” Chen Yu rushed like mad toward Elder Wu, wanting to separate him and the drought. Seeing this, Lou Ming rushed forward and dragged her back.
“Let go of me. Third Brother, the Old Man is killing himself. He’s committing suicide!” Chen Yu struggled to stop Elder Wu.
“I know, but… it’s too late.” Lou Ming wrapped his arms tightly around Chen Yu.
“Impossible. That won’t happen. The Old Man cherishes his life the most. He won’t do such a thing,” Chen Yu cried out.
“Roar!” Sensing her fear, the drought demon roared, and absorbed all the evil qi still floating around Qingmang Mountain back again in a frenzy and fought against the light of merit.
“Oh no, there’s not enough merit!” Feng Luo cried out in alarm.
The second Feng Lou cried out in alarm, a streak of light flashed out of Chen Yu’s body, and a long-haired woman in ancient costume floated out of her.
“Qing Ling?” Lou Ming’s eyes widened.
Qing Ling smiled at Lou Ming, then turned her head at Feng Luo again. This glance spanned a thousand years. Qing Ling’s eyes glittered, and the corners of her mouth curled up as she eventually turned into a wisp of breeze and flew toward the drought demon.
She has survived to this day on Chen Yu’s merits, and now that Feng Luo’s evil qi has been eliminated, there was no need for her to exist anymore.
“Qing Ling?” Almost instinctively, Feng Luo turned around and chased after her.
A green and a white figure simultaneously merged into the Sword of Merit. The sword suddenly radiated a dazzling golden light, accompanied by the drought demon’s mournful screams. Soon, thick black smoke started to dissipate between heaven and earth.
“Jing-ding-ding…” Without the spiritual power supporting it, the Soul Summoning Bell fell to the ground.
Elder Wu’s slender frame also fell with it.
“Old Man!” Chen Yu broke away from Lou Ming and pounced toward him like crazy.
“Elder Wu!”
“Wu Li!”
“Perfected Lou He!”
The bigwigs also rushed toward him.