Chapter 4174

The Sacred Spirits' corpses fell from the sky, and no one knew where they would end up.

Perhaps they would end up in a small world, or perhaps they would end up in the Myriad Spirit Realm.

This was an opportunity, and a great one at that. Even the Sacred Spirits would covet it. Unfortunately, no one cared about it.

Qing Yi tried a few times, but she couldn't catch the middle-aged man, let alone kill him.

She was somewhat anxious.

After killing all the Sacred Spirits, Zi Chen sat down cross-legged, no longer resisting the demonic Qi.

"Oh, you're not struggling anymore?"

A faint smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. "Then you'll die even faster."

Zi Chen didn't respond. He closed his eyes, allowing the demonic Qi to come from all directions.

The sound of chanting continued, affecting Zi Chen's consciousness.

The middle-aged man watched for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?

Why aren't you struggling and giving up? "

Suddenly, his expression changed and he said in shock, "You're not refining it, are you?"

"You're refining the demonic Qi?"

"You're actually refining the demonic Qi!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh. "I admit that the demonic Qi is a good thing, and it's an extremely pure power. Unfortunately, it's not suitable for you. If you resist it with all your might, you can slow down the rate at which the demonic Qi enters your body. To put it simply, you can live a little longer.

But you're actually refining the demonic Qi. This is no less than opening the door to your body and letting the demonic Qi in.

It seems that you want the Demon Race to come to the Saint Spirit Realm even more than I do. "

The demonic Qi descending from the sky had completely enveloped Zi Chen. At this moment, only a large amount of demonic Qi could be seen, and Zi Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Perhaps you're too happy too early. Others can't refine the demonic Qi, but that doesn't mean Zi Chen can't!"

At this moment, Qing Yi, who was no longer trying to kill anyone, spoke up.

Every time she approached, the middle-aged man would take the initiative to leave and never fight her.

Hearing Qing Yi's words, he smiled disdainfully. "Beauty, are you trying to make me happy?"

Qing Yi said coldly, "Teasing you? Do you think you're worthy?

Don't forget who the person inside is. He's Zi Chen, an existence who has created countless miracles. The demonic energy might be able to stump others, but it definitely won't be able to stump Zi Chen. "

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. "Oh, there's such a thing?"

Qing Yi said, "Looks like you don't understand your opponent at all. But then again, you sent so few people to kill Zi Chen. Of course you don't know how strong he is."

The middle-aged man humbly asked, "Then what kind of power would be required to kill Zi Chen?"

Qing Yi proudly said, "Of course I want the power of the Saint!"

The middle-aged man nodded seriously. "Oh, is there anything else?"

"Isn't that enough?" Qing Yi asked.

"Heavenly Sovereigns are invincible. In the Saint Spirit World, every Heavenly Sovereign is invincible.

This kind of invincibility is truly invincible. If a Heavenly Sovereign really came, killing Zi Chen would be no problem at all.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment.

Qing Yi's eyes flashed with anxiety. "Then what are you waiting for?

You know you can't kill Zi Chen, so why don't you hurry up and see if he's refined the demonic energy?

If he's really grown, won't you be in a worse situation? "

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and asked, "Aren't you with Zi Chen?

Why are you thinking for me now? "

"I'm not familiar with him," said Qing Yi. "I'm not thinking for you right now. I'm helping the weak."

The middle-aged man looked Qing Yi up and down. "Woman, you're beautiful. Every time you get close to me, you give me a sense of danger. You're obviously very strong, but how come you don't have any brains?"

Qing Yi was furious. "Who are you calling brainless?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"If I let Zi Chen go right now, the first thing he'll do is kill me. As for refining the demonic energy, do you really think that's possible?"

The middle-aged man's face was full of ridicule.

"Why wouldn't it be possible?" said Qing Yi. "He's Zi Chen. Didn't you say he was very strong?"

"Looks like you're really naive. I was just messing with you. Can't you see?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Time is long, and the only ones who can talk here are you and me. Wouldn't it be nice to chat with a silly girl like you while watching Zi Chen, the Great Invincible, die?"

Qing Yi quickly stepped forward. She was furious. She had been talking seriously with the middle-aged man, but he was just messing with her.

The middle-aged man began to back away, keeping his distance from Qing Yi. "Miss, don't be angry. Even if I were an idiot like you and listened to you, I still wouldn't be able to release Zi Chen."

He pointed to the sky. "Do you think I have the ability to do something like that?

I'm just a spectator at best, a witness to history. I'm going to witness Zi Chen's death and the arrival of the demonic race! "

"Zi Chen won't die," said Qing Yi loudly. "Unless a Holy Sage comes!"

The middle-aged man laughed again. "What, you're angry?

Actually, there's one more thing I haven't told you. The demonic energy in the formation above us is terrifying. How terrifying is it?

Yes, it's like a Holy Sage has come in person! "

"Really, I'm not lying to you.

If a Holy Sage isn't comparable to a Holy Sage, do you think Zi Chen won't die? "

As soon as he said this, it was as if Qing Yi had announced Zi Chen's death sentence. She instantly lost the will to chase after him.

She turned around and rushed toward the array.

But as soon as she got close, she was sent flying by a powerful force.

Qing Yi didn't care. She continued to charge forward, shouting, "Zi Chen, resist! Resist!"

*****

*****

Just as the middle-aged man expected, Zi Chen, no longer resisting, began to devour the demonic energy.

This was the only way he could escape.

As for the demonic energy, it wasn't that he hadn't devoured it before. The Devouring Demon Leech was an example.

But compared to this demonic energy, the Devouring Demon Leech's power was like an ant trying to shake a tree. The two couldn't be compared.

As Zi Chen absorbed the demonic energy, he gradually lost consciousness.

In his ears, the sound of Buddhist chanting continuously rang out. His consciousness gradually blurred.

But the devouring didn't weaken. It was as if this was his instinct.

The demonic energy entered Zi Chen's sea of consciousness and was devoured by the Soul-Devouring Demon Leech, refined, and turned into his own power.

But as the hypnotic chanting continued, Zi Chen's consciousness finally went blank. Without the control of his instincts, the devouring speed of the Soul-Devouring Demon Leech gradually decreased.

More demonic energy entered Zi Chen's body. His body gradually began to demonize.

His blood and bones were also filled with demonic energy.

Some demonic energy also entered Zi Chen's Abdomen through his meridians and began to invade the Ancient Thunderflame Power.

Even without Zi Chen's special control, the Ancient Thunderflame Power was extremely terrifying. The first wave of demonic energy that approached was destroyed.

In Zi Chen's sea of consciousness, the golden soul was also surrounded.

It was like a pack of wolves surrounding a sleeping pride of lions. Only one or two lions were awake and fighting with the pack of wolves. The other lions were in a deep sleep and couldn't wake up.

The awakened lions were naturally the Soul-Devouring Demon Leech that was circulating slower and slower. If this continued, it would eventually stop circulating.

At that time, Zi Chen's soul would be assimilated.

The Ancient Thunderflame Power was a powerful force, but it also needed to be properly guided. As more demonic energy was injected, in an unconscious state, it would eventually lose to the endless demonic energy.

At that time, Zi Chen would be a demon.

And the middle-aged man would really become a witness to the invasion of the demons.

At this moment, a voice came from the outside, penetrating the heavy demonic energy and entering Zi Chen's sea of consciousness.

"Zi Chen, resist!"

"Zi Chen, resist!"

This voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear, as if it was ringing in the heart lake. Even the chanting couldn't suppress it.

An extremely small fluctuation appeared in Zi Chen's golden soul power. As more voices were transmitted, this fluctuation became more and more intense.

Until the golden soul power completely boiled and became active.

Consciousness.

Zi Chen opened his eyes.

His gaze penetrated the boundless demonic energy and saw outside the array. He saw Qingyi, who was constantly crashing into the array and was badly mutilated, but still trying to rush in.