If he had known he would encounter this, even if he died again, he wouldn't dare to target Tian Ning!
He was wrong!
Even if he fought Yu Yuan, a life-or-death battle would be better than suffering here!
While the Sword Spirits were excitedly discussing, Jianjian hurried out from the inner room: "I sensed demonic qi invading! Who is so bold as to dare to harm Ningning!"
His rainbow-colored hair emitted a dazzling light, almost blinding Zhong Fu's eyes. And for some reason, as the Sword Spirit merely stood there, Zhong Fu felt a burning pain in his soul. The instinctive fear of a Demonic Cultivator made him realize that the Sword Spirit before him was a terrifying existence he couldn't afford to offend!
If time could turn back, Zhong Fu wished he could leave immediately.
A group of Sword Spirits was one thing, but now another powerful weapon had appeared. Could he really leave This Place safely today?
Zhong Fu hugged his large soul, shivering...
So scary, he wanted to go home.
But Jianjian didn't care about his feelings.
A Sword Spirit spoke: "Sword Leader, he suddenly appeared just now. We thought he was Ningning's newly contracted Sword Person, which is why he was able to come in."
"You were all deceived!"
Jianjian saw Zhong Fu's strangeness at a glance: "He is a Demonic Cultivator Soul; the demonic qi on him is the same demonic qi that tried to attack Ningning just now!"
"What! He dared to harm Ningning!"
The Sword Spirits glared fiercely at Zhong Fu. They had thought this Old Man wasn't a good person, but they hadn't expected him to be so vicious!
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
Zhong Fu was terrified. How could he deal with so many Sword Spirits alone?
Zhong Fu's soul cautiously drifted towards the Demon Sword. These Sword Spirits were not easy to deal with; he could only seek help from the Demon Sword. Regardless, he had once been a General under the Demon Venerable; the Demon Sword should at least protect him out of respect for the Demon Venerable...
"I merely saw that Young Friend Tian Ning has exceptional talent in the Pill Dao, extremely talented, and wanted to pass on my life's work to Young Friend... didn't I accidentally take a wrong turn? I'll leave immediately!"
"Stop!" The Demon Sword seemed to have figured something out. The man's eyes were sinister, his handsome face gloomy, covered with a terrifying frost: "I remember you. You're not a Pill Cultivator; you're a Sword Cultivator General under him... Why deceive us, saying you're a Pill Cultivator?"
"Besides, what can a Demonic Cultivator Soul teach Ningning?"
"Your presence here is probably... for the purpose of possessing Ningning!"
Before falling into the Myriad Swords Sect Sword Tomb, the Demon Sword had been by the Demon Venerable's side for many years and understood the intentions of these Demonic Cultivators all too well.
Offering unsolicited kindness, teaching things that could have been done outside, yet Zhong Fu deliberately entered Tian Ning's Spiritual Space, likely intending to perform a Possession!
Hearing the words 'Possession', Jianjian and the other Sword Spirits instantly burned with anger. This Old Man really dared to think!
"Demon Sword, you..." Zhong Fu gritted his teeth, never expecting the Demon Sword to betray him. Desperate, he shouted, trying to get the Demon Sword on his side: "Have you forgotten how glorious it was when the Former Demon Venerable led you to attack the Righteous Path a thousand years ago?"
"This Dead Girl is just a Righteous Path Cultivator who hasn't been possessed by a demon. You are so noble; she is not worthy of you!"
"Heh—" The response was a merciless blow from the Demon Sword.
"This One's Ningning is not for you to meddle with!"
His cold, deep black eyes now concealed killing intent. "Daring to attack This One's beloved Ningning, you deserve to die!"
The Demon Sword had just finished speaking when Jianjian charged forward and beat Zhong Fu up. The other Sword Spirits followed behind, occasionally adding a few kicks to vent their anger!
Demon Sword: "..."
"Sigh... Don't beat him to death, leave me a couple of kicks!"
Zhong Fu: "..."
As expected of the Demon Venerable's Demon Sword, so ruthless...
This time, Zhong Fu's soul was truly beaten until it was incredibly transparent, about to dissipate. Just when he thought he was doomed, the young woman's clear voice came.
"Stop."
The Sword Spirits' attacks stopped.
Zhong Fu looked up at the appearing young woman in pink clothes. To her left was Jianjian with their rainbow-colored flowing hair, and to her right was the Demon Sword, who had just pushed aside the Flying Snow Sword for attention.
Tian Ning said calmly: "Will you confess, or shall I send you on your way, to dissipate?"
Seeing her unsurprised expression, Zhong Fu realized: "You knew I was a Demonic Cultivator all along!"
Tian Ning didn't deny it: "I know you're eager to possess me, but don't look at me like I'm a complete fool!"
Zhong Fu: "..."
Was he that obvious?
"I can confess! As long as you spare me, I'm willing to tell you everything I know." At this time, Zhong Fu still stubbornly bargained. He didn't want to dissipate and disappear completely.
Jianjian snorted coldly, the rainbow-colored light on their head even more dazzling, shining on Zhong Fu's soul, immediately causing a miserable scream: "Aaah——I'll say, I'll say!"
The Demon Sword frowned, feeling uncomfortable, and took out a piece of Black Cloth to cover himself. Their demonic qi was extremely strong, so they weren't injured by Jianjian, but they strongly disliked that rainbow-colored hair.
And Jianjian, that Bitch, every time he tried to tempt Tian Ning into becoming possessed by a demon, this guy always came to interfere!
Now Zhong Fu dared not bargain anymore. That unbearable feeling was even more terrifying than the Formation suppressing them. Weakly, he said: "This old man is actually one of the Former Demon Venerable's Generals, the Netherworld King Yama—Zhong Fu!"
"A thousand years ago, the Demon Venerable led an army to attack the Cultivation World. The initial battlefield was on this Central Continent. Preparations were made outside, to seize this territory in one fell swoop. But those Righteous Path villains were insidious and cunning, having set traps in advance, luring us into a trap..."
Speaking of that battle, Zhong Fu's tone was full of vicissitudes: "Countless Demonic Cultivators perished in This Place. Even we, as Generals under the Demon Venerable, with our strong power, didn't survive... However, however, we also took those Righteous Path villains with us! Hahaha—They all deserved it! They definitely didn't lose fewer people on the Righteous Path than we did!"
"Those Righteous Path villains weren't satisfied with killing us, they even set up a Formation to trap us here, suffering endless torment!"
"Only by possessing the physical bodies of cultivators who mistakenly enter here can our souls get a temporary respite. Ultimately, what did we do wrong? We just wanted to suffer less pain!"
Recalling the past, Zhong Fu looked somewhat frenzied. A thousand years ago, he was so glorious, but now he had fallen to this state.
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