Chapter 471: Chapter 458: Desolate Domain Demon Ape
Shen Lang stood before Zhuge Xian’Er, a rare look of tenderness in his eyes as he crouched down.
In truth, it wasn’t just her demonic intelligence that had stirred the softness in his heart and made him gladly accept her proposal.
This pitifully lovely woman should have been showered with affection, cherished in the palm of one’s hand.
But despite her breathtaking talent, she had not received any of what she deserved. Instead, she had suffered far, far too much...
She had founded the Night Soul organization three hundred years ago, a formidable feat. Yet, the poison in her legs had been there for over four hundred years, and she had endured inhuman agony for four hundred long years!
Others might not see it, but how could Shen Lang not know?
The poison in her legs was one of the Ten Extremes Poisons, the Black Crow Witchcraft—a Voodoo that struck fear into the hearts of even Emperor Martial Realm experts!
It was a Voodoo that could corrode the soul, was nearly impossible to eradicate, and subjected its victim to excruciating, unending torment...
In other words, for hundreds of years, this woman before him had been enduring the inhuman agony of this potent poison day and night!
Shen Lang wasn’t an overly compassionate person, but the moment he first saw Zhuge Xian’Er and confirmed the poison in her legs was the Black Crow Witchcraft—something even Emperor Martial Realm experts were helpless against—his heart had ached fiercely.
’To think a person could endure such pain for centuries...’
’And still calmly analyze every detail while matching wits and strength with me...’
’And even smile at me...’
This was a woman who inspired both compassion and solemn respect.
"Does it hurt?"
Shen Lang reached out to touch Zhuge Xian’Er’s knee.
"Brother Shen, don’t touch it!" Zhuge Xian’Er exclaimed in alarm. A gentle force immediately erupted from her, pushing Shen Lang’s hand away.
This poison was so bizarre that even the two Elder Ancestors of Blood Evil Island could only wring their hands in frustration, not daring to make contact.
Shen Lang’s Cultivation hadn’t even reached the King Martial Realm. If he were to be infected by this Voodoo, it would all be over...
"Don’t worry. The Black Crow Witchcraft can’t do anything to me," Shen Lang said, shaking his head.
His voice softened as he asked, "Has it been... over four hundred years?"
Seeing Shen Lang not only name the Black Crow Witchcraft but also pinpoint the duration of the poisoning, Zhuge Xian’Er’s eyes widened. She was momentarily stunned.
So much so that she didn’t immediately respond.
A short distance away, the figure within the dark cloud shuddered, then knelt on one knee before Shen Lang. In a soft female voice, she said, "Our lady is indeed afflicted with the Black Crow Witchcraft, one of the Ten Extremes Poisons. I beg you, milord, to help our lady neutralize this toxin. I, Leng Yue, will go through fire and water and never back down!"
As her voice fell, the dark cloud dissipated, and the woman who called herself Leng Yue fully revealed her form.
She had a delicate face like the bright moon, appeared to be in her late twenties, and stood about 1.75 meters tall. Her figure was enchanting and graceful, with a slender waist and exquisite curves. The jet-black Soft Armor she wore clung to her shapely body, revealing a soul-stirring silhouette, like a mythical Demon Fox from the wild mountains.
Before Shen Lang could react, a tearful scream came from within the Grand Array. "Shen Lang! If you can help Xian’Er get rid of this Black Crow Witchcraft, I, Shui Tianji, am willing to be your slave for all eternity! Please, you must cure Xian’Er... This is the most painful, most regrettable thing in my life! I’m begging you!"
Her heart-wrenching, hoarse scream moved everyone present.
Tears also welled up in Zhuge Xian’Er’s eyes.
Shen Lang made a gesture, releasing Zhu Feng and Tang Hao from the array.
A wisp of smoke flew through the air, and Shui Tianji’s phantom-like image impatiently appeared, her eyes filled with surprise and shock.
The one-armed Tang Hao and the tattered-clothed Zhu Feng followed close behind in a sorry state.
Even the ever-composed Zhuge Xian’Er felt a moment of emotional turmoil. Her chest heaved as she stared blankly at Shen Lang, speechless.
Four hundred years. Four hundred years of torment, of sighs from countless experts, had made her believe this Black Crow Witchcraft would accompany her for the rest of her life.
She never expected a turning point to appear here...
Shen Lang glanced at them and nodded slightly. "Don’t worry, I have a way to help Xian’Er remove the Black Crow Witchcraft. However, a few ingredients for the antidote might not be easy to find in a short time... When we get back, I’ll first prepare some medicine for Xian’Er to temporarily suppress the Black Crow Witchcraft and alleviate the pain. Then, we can put in the effort to find the remaining ingredients for the antidote."
"Then... I’ll have to trouble Brother Shen," Zhuge Xian’Er said gratefully, a healthy flush returning to her cheeks.
"Xian’Er!" Shui Tianji could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
Zhu Feng stood by her side, constantly comforting her.
Only someone like Zhu Feng, who knew Zhuge Xian’Er well, knew what trials Shui Tianji had faced over the years.
For hundreds of years, the Black Crow Witchcraft had relentlessly tormented Zhuge Xian’Er, forcing her to taste inhuman suffering.
Even the Emperor Martial Realm Elder Ancestors of Blood Evil Island were helpless against it.
And for all these years, it was precisely because she carried this terrifying affliction that everyone treated her like a monster. No one dared to get close to her.
Besides Tang Hao and Zhu Feng, who were relatively close to her, she had no friends and no other relatives.
She could only sit alone at the edge of a cliff, letting the wind blow...
Just then, the Grand Array below suddenly began to shake violently!
"What’s happening?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
He Zongdao and the others had already been killed by Shen Lang using the Grand Array, and Tang Hao and Zhu Feng were already out. Why would such a powerful Energy fluctuation appear now?
At that moment, Gong Lanyan stepped out of the Grand Array and said, "Xiaolang, the Demon Ape’s body seems to be undergoing a strange transformation. Its Energy is surging uncontrollably. I’m afraid it will collapse at any moment!"
"When that happens, the Grand Array will probably become unstable from the impact of the exploding Energy. Should we leave immediately?"
The Demon Ape she mentioned was the Heaven-Reaching Giant Ape that Old Monster Han from the Beast Emperor Palace had released when they opened the inner Grand Array.
Shen Lang’s expression remained unchanged. With a light wave of his hand, the Grand Array’s light barrier became fully visible.
Like a glass dome, the figures of the Elder Ancestors inside, along with everything else within, were revealed to everyone outside.
"Holy shit, so many old monsters..." Qian Luo yelped.
Standing beside him, Gong Lanyan raised an eyebrow. With a light wave of her elegant hand, she slapped the bastard into the ground. He didn’t manage to climb out for a good while.
Women, no matter the era, are always very sensitive about the word "old."
Daring to call them old monsters in front of her was like the God of Longevity hanging himself—he must have thought he had lived too long!
At this moment, everyone could see the collapsed Heaven-Reaching Giant Ape inside the Grand Array. Its body was trembling nonstop, with ripples of Energy flowing out from it in waves. A fierce wind swept through, kicking up dust and stones—the scene was utterly terrifying.
Zhuge Xian’Er frowned slightly and said, "The Beast Emperor Palace has gone astray. They merge Demon Beasts with their own bodies, seeking power through such means. They end up neither human nor demon."
"This Desolate Domain Demon Ape was mentally linked with Old Monster Han, and even their physical bodies were intricately connected. Now that Old Monster Han is dead, I’m afraid its only fate is to have both its body and soul annihilated..."
Zhuge Xian’Er’s expression was full of sorrow as she spoke.
She was part of the Demon Race herself. Seeing a fellow Demon Race member, the Desolate Domain Demon Ape, suffer such a fate and about to vanish into thin air, she felt an irrepressible sadness.
At a signal from Shen Lang, the Grand Array was withdrawn, revealing the devastated landscape of the Dark Moon Abyss to everyone.
The Demon Ape’s body on the ground began to flicker in size, constantly changing.
Within the savage-looking eyes of the Desolate Domain Demon Ape, there was an indescribable despair and sorrow.
After losing its soul link with Old Monster Han, the once muddle-headed Demon Ape had finally regained some of its senses.
But the moment it regained its senses, it discovered that its body and soul were on the verge of annihilation. The feeling... it really made it want to roar, ’To hell with it all!’
Its enormous, blood-red eyes stared at the people in the sky, revealing a sorrowful despair and an unconcealable hatred.
Although these people had never appeared in its memories.
It remembered everything from many years ago when it was captured by humans and eventually became Old Monster Han’s pet.
’No, not a pet!’
’If it were just a pet, it wouldn’t be so despairing.’
Old Monster Han controlled its Divine Soul. He would periodically draw its blood to inject into his own body, constantly use medicine for the Refinement of its flesh, and continuously brand its body with complex Curse Seals.
As time went on, its consciousness seemed to be sinking into a bottomless black hole, growing fuzzier and fuzzier.
It knew it wouldn’t be long...
Its physical body would be completely taken over by Old Monster Han.
And its Divine Soul would be completely devoured by Old Monster Han.
From then on, its consciousness would completely dissipate, and it would be reduced to one of Old Monster Han’s avatar Puppets.
Never to be reborn for all eternity...
’Now that I’ve awoken, it proves Old Monster Han is dead.’
’But my remnant Soul Thought is already unable to control this body, which is connected by flesh and blood to Old Monster Han.’
’When this body can no longer be controlled and completely disintegrates, my already incomplete Divine Soul will also dissipate into the void.’
’It’s despairing, but it’s still better than being devoured by Old Monster Han, right?’
At this moment, such a thought suddenly occurred to the Demon Ape.
Within its despairing heart, a trace of joy actually emerged.
’But...’
’Am I going to die?’
’I’m so unwilling...’
’To have lived such a stifled life and to die such a worthless death.’
’And before I die, I have to be gawked at by these detestable humans... This is outrageous!’
The surging power climbed once more. The Demon Ape could feel that it could no longer control this force.
In this final moment, when the power could no longer be controlled and recoiled, the Dark Moon Abyss would completely collapse. The cliff walls would crumble and bury it completely.
This place was to be its grave.
Suddenly, Shen Lang’s figure moved. He flew down and hovered above the Desolate Domain Demon Ape.
"Elder Ancestors, lend me your strength!"
Shen Lang shouted lightly.
The fifteen Elder Ancestors instantly formed a line behind him.
"Nine Elder Ancestors, with the Demon Ape at the center, take your positions in the eight trigrams: Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui!"
"The other six Elder Ancestors and Xian’Er, take the positions of the Seven-Star formation: Dubhe, Merak, Phecda, Megrez, Vega, Mizar, and Shaking Light!"
Figures flickered through the air. In an instant, the Elder Ancestors and Zhuge Xian’Er took their designated positions under Shen Lang’s command.
Shen Lang formed a Spell with his hands, shot out a ray of Spirit Light, and activated the Grand Array he had set up earlier once more.
"Demon Ape! You have already reached the King Martial Transformation Realm. Can you understand my words?"
The Demon Ape below stared wide-eyed, a glimmer of hope rising within them.
"I... I can understand..."
The Demon Ape’s voice was like thunder, rumbling and booming.
Shen Lang nodded slightly and said, "Many years ago, your physical body and Divine Soul were separated by a Secret Technique from the Beast Emperor Palace. Now, you are on the verge of collapse. I know that it was not easy for you to reach this stage of Cultivation and I cannot bear to see your body and soul be destroyed. However, my intervention is merely me doing my best and leaving the rest to fate."
"If you agree, open up your Divine Soul, do not resist, and follow my commands. I will help you stabilize your physical body and merge it with your Divine Soul once more."
"If we succeed, your Cultivation will be greatly damaged, and you might even drop below the King Martial Realm. If we fail, I can only preserve your Three Souls and Seven Spirits and use the Buddhist Dharma to help you enter Reincarnation and cultivate in the next life."
"Are you willing?"
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