Chapter 467: Lingxiang Appears and Is Obstructed

To the surprise of the Rust Ghost and the Yin-Eroding Xiao, they had not expected that a mere old man and a young boy would be so difficult to deal with.

The source of the Demon Race's power comes from Nether Qi, and since Lu Ying possesses the Houtu Breath, he is naturally adept at dealing with the Yin-Eroding Xiao.

Chiyanzi's identity is inherently special, and his "King's Dread" can suppress any Demon Race members outside of the royal family; he did not deliberately hide this, so the Rust Ghost did not gain any advantage in his hands.

The two sides fought to a stalemate; amidst the firelight, their figures intertwined, and the battle was intense.

Adao has never practiced Martial Dao, so he has no means of fighting and can only stay by Xin Yi and Long Qi's side. Yet, facing their injuries, Adao is at a loss, blaming himself for being useless.

He truly hates himself for not having studied medicine and Spirit-Refining properly with his master; if his master were here now, she would certainly be able to save them both.

Adao glanced at the throne in the center of the hall and made up his mind; ignoring Xin Yi's obstruction, he rushed straight toward it.

As long as he breaks the mechanism, he can find his master, and Long Qi and Xin Yi will be saved!

But things were far from as simple as Adao had imagined.

Adao's actions were all seen by the Yin-Eroding Xiao.

After being struck by Adao's Medicine Pouch, the original physical body became extremely unwieldy, forcing the Yin-Eroding Xiao to abandon the shell he had used for so long; he had deliberately revealed a flaw to detach from it, and now, he would have to go to the trouble of finding another body.

This little monster truly deserves to die!

It was not that the Yin-Eroding Xiao absolutely required a physical body, but he simply enjoyed the sensation of flowing through bloodlines; such a wicked hobby brought him great pleasure.

For this reason, he had killed many, but he had been forced to remain trapped in the Demon Realm for these three years, leaving him no choice but to inhabit the body of another.

"Hmph! I wasn't looking for you, yet you delivered yourself to my doorstep!"

After dodging a Daoist Technique from Lu Ying, the Yin-Eroding Xiao immediately dove into the shadows.

"Adao, watch out!"

Lu Ying searched everywhere in vain, but upon hearing the sound, he looked over and saw a blood-red tentacle quietly extending from the shadow behind Adao, transforming into a sickle blade and swinging toward him.

Oh no!

Lu Ying thought to himself that it was bad and channeled his Qi into his feet, sprinting toward Adao.

However, it was all in vain; Lu Ying could not make it in time.

When Adao turned his head, the blood sickle was nearly at his face; he was so frightened that his feet slipped, and he slumped onto the throne.

Fortunately, because of this, the sickle blade merely grazed the top of Adao's head, shaving off a few strands of hair.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, and Lu Ying arrived at that moment, blocking the path in front of Adao.

Adao was so scared that his legs went weak, and he had to hold onto the armrest for a long time before he recovered.

Just as Adao was getting up, his fingertips inadvertently scraped against a spot on the armrest; unlike the smoothness of the rest of the surface, it felt somewhat jagged.

Adao looked down and saw a protrusion in an inconspicuous place under the armrest, engraved with a flower that looked very familiar.

It was a Tumi flower!

That's it! Before leaving, his master had specifically taught him to recognize flowers; he had found it strange at the time, wondering why he needed to learn these things, but it turned out his master had hinted at it to him long ago.

And wasn't "Tumi" his master's mother?

This must be where the mechanism is!

Having made up his mind, Adao pressed hard on the carving; with a "click," the heavy stone door slowly opened.

Lingxiang had initially thought it was an auditory hallucination, but she only came back to her senses when she saw the stone door open.

Long Qi's roar followed, accompanied by the sounds of clashing weapons; Lingxiang's heart tightened, and ignoring the Demon Lord behind her, she rushed out.

Yinxu Hall was filled with bright fires, making it quite clear and devoid of its usual gloom; as soon as Lingxiang stepped out, she saw Adao poking his head out, and her gaze swept over to Long Qi and Xin Yi in the corner.

"Master!"

Adao was overjoyed and jumped off the throne, intending to run toward Lingxiang; Lingxiang also ran toward them, but before she had taken two steps, her arm was grabbed.

It was the Demon Lord!

"Where are you going?" The gloomy voice sent a chill to the bone; Lingxiang turned her head and met the Demon Lord's cold, dark eyes.

"The Demon Lord isn't keeping his beloved company, yet you come to seize me; what is the meaning of this?" Lingxiang retorted.

"Your mother has not yet awakened; you cannot leave!"

The Demon Lord made a move to pull Lingxiang back, but how could she submit to his will?

Long Qi's condition was uncertain, and Xin Yi was severely injured; how could she have the leisure to accompany the Demon Lord in his delusions?

"You wanted me to perform Spirit-Refining, and I did it for you; now that the Pill has been consumed, I don't know when it will take effect, so what is the point of detaining me?"

No! She had to get to Long Qi's side quickly!

"You dare to defy your father?"

The Demon Lord's eyes revealed a ruthless intent, and he increased the force of his grip; Lingxiang felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if her bones were about to shatter.

"Ha!" Lingxiang could not break free, and with red eyes, she sneered: "What kind of relationship we have, we should both know clearly; stop putting on this act, who are you showing it to? I don't have time to play house with you!"

As she spoke, Lingxiang secretly channeled her Qi, turning her fingertips into blades, and with a move of Lotus Heart Sword Intent, she stabbed back at the Demon Lord.

!

But she was ultimately no match for the Demon Lord; the Demon Lord flipped his palm, batting away her sword-fingers, and then gripped her wrist, pinning both her hands behind her back.

"Let go of my master!"

Adao pulled out Hongwu, intending to smash it toward the Demon Lord; the Demon Lord merely gave him a look, which froze him in place, but it lasted only an instant before he rushed over, tears in his eyes.

"Adao! Stand back!" Lingxiang shouted sternly.

"But Master..." Adao was still unwilling, holding Hongwu high, but he no longer advanced.

"Have you forgotten what you promised your master?!" Lingxiang arched her brows and glared at Adao.

This was the first time Lingxiang had been angry at Adao; tears streamed down Adao's face, and he did not know if it was from grievance or regret.

"Disciple has not forgotten; disciple promised Master never to put myself in danger..."

As soon as the words were out, Adao began to sob loudly; he knew his master was like this only because of him, which was why she scolded him, but... but...

But he really wanted to save his master!

Why! Why was he so useless!

If only he had power, how good that would be!

The wailing sobs echoed throughout the entire Yinxu Hall, drowned out by the roaring flames; tears covered his face, reflecting the swirling firelight, as endless unwillingness fell.

Adao was only a child after all; seeing him like this, Lingxiang felt extreme heartache, yet no matter what, it was still better than losing him.

The Demon Lord would not feel pity for others, even if the other person was a child.

Chiyanzi and Lu Ying naturally saw Lingxiang too, but the Rust Ghost and Erosion Yin Ghoul were too troublesome; the two of them were completely unable to spare themselves, and though they wished to save her, they were powerless to do so.

The Demon Lord struck out with a palm from a distance, and the throne in Yinxu Hall instantly shattered into pieces, after which he dragged Lingxiang away, intending to return to the secret chamber.

Although Lingxiang struggled to break free, her hands were restrained, so how could she be a match for the Demon Lord?

The mechanism in the hall had been destroyed, and seeing that Lingxiang was about to be dragged into the secret chamber, if the stone door closed again, there would be no possibility of opening it ever again!

Adao cried until his voice was hoarse, but he could only watch helplessly.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind rose beside him, and a figure flashed past, rushing to Lingxiang's side and blocking the space between her and the Demon Lord.

That person gripped the Demon Lord's hand tightly, and in the contest between the two, he did not fall behind.

Adao's sobbing choked in his throat, and he looked at that person in disbelief.

It was actually Long Qi!

How could it be Long Qi?