Chapter 810: Great Defeat (II)
Li Xuanfeng watched closely as Murong En seemed to suddenly hear something. He tilted his head as if listening intently. A red-gray glow flared behind his head.
The demon had taken on human form. His thick brows rose, his eyes widened, lips pressed tight, and he scrambled forward, tripping and crawling in his panic.
The three Daoist Masters watched in silence. Murong En solemnly lifted his robe and performed a deep ceremonial bow. Forming his hand into a blade, he drew twice across his chest, then reached into his chest. He fumbled briefly before yanking out a dark, blackened heart.
"In obedience to the immortal command of the honored Daoist Master!"
The heart still billowed with demonic qi. Murong En clutched it tightly, as though it weren’t his own, then quickly drew a blade from his waist. One hand held the heart aloft, the other forcefully plunged a knife into it.
Squelch...
A gray wind swept through the sky, rustling with eerie whispers. Li Xuanfeng’s heart skipped a beat as he saw the wind blow in from the east. The few remaining plants at his feet bowed low, it was a sign of someone's fall.
Murong En nonchalantly took his own life as if it were only natural. Even after tearing out his heart, some awareness remained in his mind. Murong En hastily reached into his body with two fingers, retrieved a pearl-sized azure orb, and wiped the demonic aura off of it. He then knelt respectfully and offered it up with both hands.
Zipei gently beckoned with her hand, and Qi Wang's Profound Heaven Hearing flew into her palm. She lifted it for a close look. Beside her, Murong En’s demonic body began to collapse, yet he maintained his respectful posture. Black mist, thick as a waterfall, poured from his body and spilled into the air.