Inner Demons

Kun Wuzi glanced at him: "You are, after all, cultivating the Demon Path, advancing to the True Realm with Vow Power. It's not uncommon to encounter a demon cultivating an unorthodox path before your realm is consolidated."

As he spoke, he took the Yin Soul from Li Shan's hand: "Keep it for now. I'm still refining a furnace of Yellow Bud Elixir on Cloud Mountain. Using this to open the elixir furnace would be good."

"Old fellow, do you understand now?" Kun Wuzi smiled at Old Daoist Liu: "Don't underestimate my resolve to kill."

Old Daoist Liu's rage seemed about to overflow. He looked at Kun Wuzi and suddenly closed his eyes: "Then kill me too! Brother Xin will make your deaths a hundred times more miserable!"

Kun Wuzi sneered: "Fine. I'll grant your wish."

As he spoke, he swung his hand fiercely—with a whooshing sound, Spiritual Power shot out like a sword Qi and struck with a thwack near Old Daoist Liu's ear.

But it didn't pierce his skull; it only grazed his ear and drew blood.

He was still alive. Yet Old Daoist Liu didn't open his eyes, nor did he show any sense of relief from escaping death. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said: "What, you don't dare to kill after all?"

Kun Wuzi ignored him. He exchanged glances with Li Shan and finally let out a long breath—