Chapter 330: The Eight Extremes Array Before Wuji Hall

A sudden torrential rain washed over Jiuque Mountain, dyeing the entire mountain range a shade of green.

Immersed in this downpour, Long Qi felt incomparably refreshed, as if all his exhaustion had been washed away, yet he still felt unable to exert any strength, as if his body were bound by some invisible force.

What on earth was wrong with him?

He had been perfectly fine yesterday, so how had he become like this today?

Just as Long Qi was utterly bewildered, a black shadow descended from the sky; as the hem of his robes fluttered, an aura of dominance was wantonly displayed.

It was the Demon Lord!

His black robes with gold threads moved without wind, and though a wooden mask covered his face, it could not hide the sharpness in his eyes; that air of looking down upon the world was as if the world were nothing but a plaything.

Even with the rain pouring down, the Demon Lord's clothes remained clean, unaffected in the slightest, as he walked step by step toward Wuji Hall.

Facing the chilling Demon Lord, Lingxiang could not help but feel a bit of dread, but she still stood before the Demon Lord without hesitation, pinching her fingers in a hand seal, ready to strike at any moment.

However, when the Demon Lord reached Lingxiang, he only smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to gently pat her head, and then flashed behind her, stepping onto the stone stairs of his own accord.

Lingxiang turned around, just about to open her mouth to shout a command to stop, when at that very moment, the doors and windows of Wuji Hall suddenly swung wide open, and several figures flew out, scattering in all directions to surround the Demon Lord.

It was Shangqing Zhenren and a group of Elders!

Shangqing turned his head to glance at Zhaoming Zhenren lying on the ground, closed his eyes in extreme grief, and then looked at the Demon Lord once more. At this moment, although Shangqing Zhenren's face was as calm as water, he could not hide the anger in his eyes.

"Demon Lord Boyan, you have come after all."

So the Demon Lord's name was Boyan; it was the first time Lingxiang had heard it, but judging by Shangqing Zhenren's words, it seemed as if he had known this day would come.

That was it, that was it; Lingxiang finally understood why the Yuanqing Sect had a Mountain Guarding Array, and why this array was aimed solely at the Demon Race.

It was said that when the Yuanqing Sect was first founded, there was no such thing as a Mountain Guarding Array; Jiuque Mountain was full of spirits and monsters, yet they had always lived in peace and harmony, until the Demon Race invaded over a decade ago, which was when the Mountain Guarding Array came to be.

It was likely that even back then, Senior Brother Shangqing had anticipated that the Demon Lord would invade Yuanqing again, but where exactly did this basis come from?

Could it be that even back then...

Lingxiang's thoughts shifted to the items she had placed in Xianyun Abode; besides those, she truly could not think of any other reason.

Fine, just fine, that old man Shangqing, he had actually kept it from her for so long; if not for that remark about the Eternal Firmament last time, she would still be in the dark about his name!

Forget it, forget it; this was not the time to dwell on such things.

The Demon Lord did not respond, just standing still as if waiting for something. Sure enough, they heard Qianyuan Zhenren shout: "Set the array!" The several Elders immediately began forming hand seals.

In an instant, the Demon Lord was trapped within a golden Dharma Array, yet he showed no signs of panic, standing motionless in the array as if he did not care at all.

Seeing the Elders pinching their fingers and forming seals, Lingxiang felt it was so familiar; upon closer thought, it was a secret technique from the Hidden Scroll Room beneath Wuji Hall—the Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array.

The Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array was based on the eight directions of the Eight Trigrams, with each direction applying different demon-sealing techniques according to the corresponding Five Elements to seal the person in the array within a sealing vessel, but...

Since it was the Eight Extremes, it required eight people to perform the technique, yet only the Elders were performing the witchcraft now, and the Sect Leader Qianyuan had not moved; this was strange.

"The Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array; what a pity, you cannot gather eight people," the Demon Lord said coldly.

Hearing this, Lingxiang's eyes dimmed.

Yes, her Fifth Senior Brother had already...

Just at this moment, Shangqing Zhenren took a piece of Yellow Paper from his robes, made a cut on his finger, drew a Talisman on the Talisman Paper, and then threw it out.

As the Yellow Talisman landed in the Kan position, a phantom image immediately emerged, instantly transforming into the likeness of Shangqing Zhenren.

It was a Blood Talisman Clone!

As Shangqing Zhenren's clone stood firm, he and the original Shangqing began forming hand seals, and with this, the Eight Extremes Array was complete.

Demon Lord Boyan's expression changed; he seemed not to have expected Shangqing to use a Blood Talisman.

Although Shangqing Zhenren's cultivation was profound, generally speaking, the more such a person was, the less likely they would be to damage their own cultivation, as it was extremely difficult to achieve after many years of practice.

The chanting from the eight directions continued, and the Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array was nearly complete; the Demon Lord seemed to feel the pressure, as he strained his head upward, the veins on his neck standing out clearly.

Qianyuan Zhenren threw out a dark-colored wooden box, upon which were layers of red Talismans.

Yet at this very moment, the Demon Lord turned, and a ray of Spirit Power shot out from his fingertips, instantly piercing through the chest of Shangqing Zhenren's clone.

It was the Qinghui Finger! What was going on?

Lingxiang was greatly astonished; as a Demon Lord of the Demon Race, how could he know the witchcraft of the human race? But that was clearly the Spirit Power that only humans possessed!

Just as Lingxiang was surprised, Shangqing Zhenren spat out a mouthful of blood, and the clone in the Kan position, pierced by the Qinghui Finger, transformed into a burning Yellow Talisman, dissipating into the rain with the wind.

"Senior Brother!"

The several Elders were shocked, but Shangqing Zhenren shouted loudly: "Hold your positions in the array, do not move!"

With the Kan position broken, the pressure on Demon Lord Boyan seemed to have lessened significantly; he looked around at the Elders in their various positions and laughed quite arrogantly.

Now that Shangqing was severely injured, the power of the array was already halved, and with one of the eight directions missing, it could do nothing to him.

However, the Demon Lord was happy too soon.

Just at this moment, the torrential rain suddenly stopped, without warning, without transition, as if someone in the sky had suddenly opened a large umbrella.

It was Lingxiang.

The Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array was a Primordial Eight Trigrams array; the Kan position governed the North and the Water of Ren and Gui, so if it was the water position...

Lingxiang was skilled in the art of the Five Elements, especially the Water Art; she had previously seen the Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array in the Hidden Scroll Room, and although her cultivation was low, she had now taken a Pill, so she thought it would be enough to fill the void in the Eight Extremes Array.

The Demon Lord had also never expected that Lingxiang would be able to perform the Eight Extremes Demon Subduing Array; with Lingxiang's cultivation, she should not have been able to set foot in the Hidden Scroll Room yet.

With Lingxiang's replenishment, the golden light of the Eight Extremes Array surged again; although it was not as powerful as before, it had at least filled all the positions of the array.

The Demon Lord was unable to move for a time, and with the chanting of the incantations, the Talisman Array on the dark wooden box also began to glow with Spirit Power.

Yet even though the Demon Lord was in such a predicament, the ghost-masked man on the side had no intention of intervening, merely watching everything from the sidelines, as if everything happening now had nothing to do with him.

Just at this moment, the golden light of the Eight Extremes Array suddenly weakened.

A series of sharp pains came from Lingxiang's abdomen; she felt the Spirit Power in her body constantly draining away.

It was the backlash of the Pill!

As the pain intensified, Lingxiang spat out a mouthful of blood, but she still held her position in the array, chanting the Dharma Technique intermittently, but before long, she finally collapsed to the ground, unable to sustain the effort.

"Lingxiang! Lingxiang!"

Seeing Lingxiang vomit blood, Long Qi hurriedly moved to support her, yet a gust of fierce wind struck, instantly sweeping him aside.

It was at this moment that a burst of Spirit Qi suddenly erupted from the Demon Lord's entire body, instantly knocking back the Elders at each formation eye, and it was also at this moment that the mask on his face fell off.

Lingxiang gazed at the Demon Lord's face before her, and the blur in her memory instantly became clear.

"You... who exactly are you..."