Bai Huazhi's expression changed drastically upon seeing this. Without hesitation, he slapped his chest hard, sending his demonic blood essence flying towards the demonic spirit.
Everything happened very quickly. Fu Mingxu watched as the demonic spirit flew towards him, and he also saw that the demonic spirit's movements were slightly slowed down due to the obstruction of the dragon energy array.
In the brief moment the demon spirit paused, the black essence blood seized the opportunity to seep into it.
The pure white demon spirit went from being stained with specks of black to being completely black in less than half a breath, and then, as if sensing something, it turned straight around.
Fu Mingxu had just breathed a sigh of relief when what happened next almost made him lose his balance.
Han Tao, who had rushed over from afar, was completely focused on Fu Mingxu. When the black demon spirit entered his body like a gust of wind, he only saw Fu Mingxu's astonished gaze before he collapsed.
Fortunately, the demon spirit did not harm the person he loved.
The moment the black demonic spirit entered the body, it merged into the demonic seed within the dragon's soul at an unstoppable speed.
In an instant, demonic energy enveloped the entire demonic seed, and the medicinal power that was suppressing the awakening of the demonic seed was completely dissolved within a breath. The entire dragon soul was filled with pure demonic energy, and even the divine soul showed signs of instability when it was suddenly impacted by the demonic energy.
All of this happened so fast that even Immortal Lord Siyang couldn't stop it in time. Once it had traveled through Hantao's meridians and bones, the dragon energy that had trapped Fu Mingxu dissipated.
"Han Tao!" Fu Mingxu's heart soared in an instant, and he almost stumbled as he ran out of the now-ineffective magic array.
The fallen stones lay scattered on the ground, and in his haste, he nearly tripped over them. Fortunately, he managed to brace himself with his wrist, ignoring the trickle of blood seeping from the scraped palm, and got up to run again.
This short journey, however, made him extremely anxious.
When he rushed to Han Tao's side, he saw that Han Tao was surrounded by demonic energy, and the demonic mark on his forehead appeared and disappeared intermittently.
Bai Hua watched in shock as all of this unfolded. He had originally intended to temporarily seal the first demon spirit within his own body, but unexpectedly, it had succeeded by accident.
He hid somewhere and watched the increasingly clear demonic markings on Han Tao's forehead, his joy becoming uncontrollable.
Even God is on his side!
With the help of this demonic spirit, Han Tao will surely fall into demonic possession!
A note from the author:
Ah, a very, very important plot point is coming! It's related to the time travel scenario! Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants between 2022-07-15 17:44:50 and 2022-07-18 11:35:33!
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Chapter 87
It seems that no matter what you do, everything will develop in the direction predetermined by fate.
Han Tao kept his eyes tightly closed, his body shrouded in demonic energy, and the demonic runes that had been appearing and disappearing gradually took on a tangible form.
Noticing the change, Fu Mingxu's heart sank lower and lower.
Once the demonic runes are fully formed, Han Tao's fall into demonic ways will be irreversible.
In a flash, Fu Mingxu realized that the key was the corrupted demonic spirit.
"Han Tao, wake up..." He patted Han Tao's face, but there was no response.
Seeing that the frequency of the demonic runes flashing was getting faster and faster, it would probably take a while to change and solidify into its final form.
In his haste, Fu Mingxu disregarded everything else. He flicked his sleeves, and the chaotic energy he generated cleared away the surrounding rocks, creating space.
But doing these things is of no help to the person who is being forced to fall into demonic possession. Fu Mingxu pursed his lips and knelt down beside him, then reached out and pressed his finger against Han Tao's forehead.
He leaned close to Han Tao's ear, his voice resolute: "Han Tao, you must never fall into demonic ways."
Just as he finished speaking, as he stood up, he saw his eyelids twitch. It was as if his covered eyeballs were struggling desperately, but he couldn't wake up on his own.
Not only that, but it must be because of the demonic spirit that Han Tao's sea of consciousness was shrouded in heavy black mist. As soon as Fu Mingxu's consciousness entered the edge of his sea of consciousness, it was entangled by the black mist. It was as if his consciousness was stained with scorching flames, and he was in so much pain that fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Don't be careless!" Si Yang exclaimed in alarm after noticing his actions. "The one who entered his body is a first-generation demon spirit, and it's been corrupted by demonic blood. If you rashly send your divine sense in, the demonic energy within him will attack you!"
After withdrawing his divine sense, Fu Mingxu understood the reasoning. His eyes reddened with anxiety. "What should we do?"
The blue and black hem of his clothes overlapped, with constant folds, just like his feelings of being trapped in an icy glacier with no way to be rescued.
Although he was asking Si Yang, he still put two pills into Han Tao's mouth, saying, "These pills can enhance the dragon soul within him."
Si Yang nodded. The space here had been closed, and by some twist of fate, it had been isolated from the outside world. He no longer held back and struck with his palm, causing Bai Huazhi, who had just stood up, to fall to the ground.
At the same time, he stood still and looked up, a section of his wrist peeking out from his sleeve, the starlight flickering at his fingertips.
"Master, you mustn't!" Bai Huazhi panicked when he realized what he was about to do. Unfortunately, he had already been seriously injured by Han Tao, and Si Yangbu's palm strike had directly severed his heart meridian.
This wouldn't necessarily kill him, but it would render him incapable of acting and, naturally, leave him with no means to stop him.
A sliver of starlight fell, gliding across Fu Mingxu's brow as he lowered his head, and finally landing on Han Tao.
Surprised, he looked up and saw starlight slipping through Si Yang Xianjun's raised hand, like snowflakes falling gently to the ground in winter.
The top of the fallen stone was now filled with stars, as if someone had pulled the night sky straight down to this spot.
Si Yang discovered that the moment the stars appeared, the causal connection between the hand and Fu Mingxu and Han Tao finally became clear.
And this was the opportunity that Cangling Heavenly Dao wanted to tell him.
Double pupils began to appear in Si Yang's eyes, a trait that appeared in each generation of the Heavenly Mystery Disciple of the Heavenly Evolution Sect when they glimpsed the true secrets of heaven.
He looked down and met Fu Mingxu's gaze, then sighed in a daze, "So it was time travel."
Everything is changing, yet everything seems to be heading towards a predetermined end.
The heavens and earth will collapse, the golden dragon will fall into demonic possession, destroying the world and unleashing demonic energy that will plunge the Cangling Continent into a desperate situation. Ultimately, the divine punishment for the golden dragon will annihilate everything.
“It is the will of Heaven that is telling me.” Si Yang’s expression was solemn, and his double pupils deepened. He simply raised both hands at the same time, as if he were holding up a starry sky. “I know what to do.”
As starlight continued to fall, the earth seemed to tremble.
Soon, Fu Mingxu realized that this was not an illusion.
The ground beneath their feet was sinking continuously, and the birthplace of demonic spirits, which was originally hidden deep beneath the demonic realm, was falling downwards at an incredible speed.
"Fu Mingxu!" Si Yang shouted his name, "Do you really want to save Han Tao?"
Fu Mingxu, who was anxiously holding Han Tao, whose soul had fallen into the demonic path, answered without hesitation, "I want to!"
Starlight enveloped them, creating a dreamlike scene. He looked towards Immortal Lord Siyang, who was also bathed in starlight, his flowing sleeves fluttering as if he were about to ride the wind and return home.
Bai Hua was unable to move, but she inadvertently noticed that the ends of Si Yang's dark hair hanging down to his waist seemed to be covered with frost and snow.
He opened his mouth, only to find to his horror that his voice was blocked, and he could not make a sound.
It was his master who did it. Anger and shock rose in his heart, and finally all of it turned into indescribable fear.
No, Master, you can't do that.
Si Yang didn't care about Bai Huazhi's opinion. He met Fu Mingxu's eyes, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the misty, spiritual aura between Fu Mingxu's brows and reach his heart.
“I will take you to a place where you can find a way to avoid being corrupted by Han Tao.”
Fu Mingxu felt a mix of relief and tension in his heart, and as he met those double pupils, he seemed to understand what they were talking about.
With the help of starlight, the speed at which the demonic runes on Han Tao's forehead flickered slowed down considerably, but he also knew that this was not the final solution.
"What method?" His throat tightened, and he squeezed out each word slowly and deliberately, "Immortal Lord."
The starlight continued to fall, and half of Si Yang's black hair around his waist had turned white, a result of him forcibly merging his Dao power with the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Si Yang smiled. "I don't know, but you just need to follow your heart and do what you did in the beginning, right?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Mingxu's mind was instantly filled with turmoil. His eyes reflected the starlight, and as he lowered his gaze, a tear fell onto the golden hairband, quickly spreading across it.
But when he looked up, his eyes were only slightly red.
The space they were in was still falling, and the pulling force of the stars was gradually increasing. Fu Mingxu knew that the time left for them was constantly decreasing.
He cannot hesitate.
"Alright." He carefully placed Han Tao down, his voice firm and resolute. "I hope the Immortal Lord will assist me."
Si Yang Xianjun didn't say anything more, only instructing him, "You only have ten days."
Once ten days later, the spatial collapse will prevent him from summoning stars. Without the power of stars, he will be unable to sense the Heavenly Dao, and Han Tao will instantly fall into complete demonic possession.
He didn't mention it, fearing it would burden Fu Mingxu.
The moment Fu Mingxu nodded, phantoms of stars began to appear above their heads. With Si Yang's shout of "Go!", the phantom stars began to fall towards him, eventually forming a vortex filled with starlight.
Without the slightest hesitation, he took a deep look at the unconscious Han Tao and resolutely jumped into the whirlpool.
...
The sky was dark and gloomy, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. The sounds of fighting and killing were incessant, and screams and wails filled the air.
Fu Mingxu dared to open his eyes, but a tall, imposing figure blocked the only sliver of light. A constant stench of blood emanated from him, and liquid dripped from the hem of his robes, obscuring his face.
He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could feel the intense gaze on him.
He was in excruciating pain all over his body. He subconsciously tried to circulate his chaotic energy but found that there was no movement in his body. With a slight movement, he suddenly realized that he had no cultivation at all.
Upon seeing that he was awake, the tall figure took two steps back, as if to leave.
Just as he turned to the side, Fu Mingxu finally got a clear look at his profile.
Memories flooded back, as if he were waking from a long dream, and he suddenly realized that he had returned to the time before he went back in time to meet Han Tao for the first time.
It was also the day the other party saved him when he was in mortal danger.
It's truly heartbreaking!
Just as Han Tao turned to leave, Fu Mingxu, fearing he would run away, hurriedly stood up, instinctively grabbed his clothes, and called out urgently, "Han Tao!"
The hem of the garment I received had long lost the original texture of the fabric, leaving only a sticky and damp feel.
Han Tao's body, which had just lifted his foot, suddenly froze, as if he had stiffened.
"Don't go." Seeing that he wouldn't move, Fu Mingxu panicked and said in a voice that was almost crying, "Please don't go, okay?"
The only response he received was the sound of wind blowing from who-knows-where.
The two remained locked in a stalemate, Han Tao neither moving nor speaking.
The thick smell of blood continued to waft over. After being squeezed in the space for a long time, Fu Mingxu felt a churning, aching sensation in his mind. He gripped the slippery fabric tightly, as if he could grab the person in the process.
"Don't go," he murmured, but finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.
As soon as the restraints at the hem of his clothes loosened, Han Tao sensed it immediately. He was filled with mixed feelings of relief and disappointment, but when he noticed the person behind him fall to the ground, he suddenly turned around.