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Wu Sheng and Hang Lin locked eyes, their faces serious as they both waved their magical symbols almost simultaneously. A sudden surge of pressure burst forth, pressing down on the gambler transform-Liang Ji.
"Is this how you plan to deal with me?" Liang Ji suddenly sneered, his laughter turning gradually colder. Suddenly, he made a gesture, and a shocking scene unfolded.
Four paintings suddenly flew out of his sleeve and floated in the air.
scroll One opened, and four different colored mists floated out, respectively condensing into the scholar - Chen Leshan, the pregnant woman - Fan Yao, the courtesan - Fei Yan, and the gambler - Liang Ji himself.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin are rapidly retreating, realizing that this is an unusual battle.
Hang Lin solemnly says, "Is this what you call power? Using these pitiful souls as your talismans?"
Liang Ji's voice suddenly became deep, and his face suddenly turned into that of a scholar, Liang Jing, and he smiled, "Pitiful? These are all people willing to be manipulated."
Wu Sheng tightly gripped his immortal sword and said coldly, "Perhaps they are willing to be manipulated, but they should never be incited by you to kill."
At that moment, the geisha Fei Yan suddenly let out a sharp cry, her voice piercing into the hearts of Wu Sheng and Hang Lin like a blade.
"One thought to become a demon, one thought to become a Buddha, life and death are predetermined, wealth and honor are in the hands of fate." Liang Jing sneered, unleashing the special skills of each of his avatars one by one.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin instantly found themselves in a predicament, as the four transform avatars launched a combined attack, leaving them almost breathless.
However, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin are not ordinary people. They bent down and swept across the ground, avoiding the scholar Chen Leshan's ink line swordsmanship, then used sword energy to unravel the blood web of pregnant woman-Fan Yao.
Finally, they targeted Liang Jing and unleashed the strongest immortal technique at the same time.
"Cloud Burst!" Wu Sheng roared, and a bolt of lightning flew out from his talisman, tearing the air apart.
"Flame of Destruction!" Hang Lin also refused to back down, as a raging fire shot out from his talisman, intertwining with the lightning.
However, Liang Jing sneered and with a wave of his hand, the four transformed clones formed a barrier, absorbing all the attacks.
He once again displayed his techniques, and the four transformed clones suddenly emitted a bright light. For a moment, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin felt an irresistible pressure, rendering them unable to move.
At this critical moment, a white light suddenly descended from the sky and landed between Liang Ji and the two immortals. A white-bearded immortal appeared and with a wave of his hand, dispelled all the demonic spells.
"Do you still remember me?" The immortal old man looked at Liang Ji, his voice filled with affection and disappointment.
Liang Jing's expression changed suddenly, as if losing control. His face began to contort as he roared:
"What are you here for? Mind your own business! Didn't I tell you that I don't want to be a god, and that I want to sink into the demon's path?"
The old immortal sighed and turned to look at Wu Sheng and Hang Lin with a look of contentment in his eyes. "Sometimes, when you're on the wrong path, you need someone to remind you. Liang Jing, it's not too late, give up this path."
Liang Ji His eyes hesitated for a moment, as if in doubt, but in the end, he still sneered.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin stood aside, not saying a word, just solemnly watching the conversation between Liang Ji and the immortal. The setting was a dim study, with bookshelves piled with ancient texts and scrolls. A simple desk held several freshly painted ink drawings, and the candle flickered slightly, casting their faces in alternating light and shadow.
Liang Jing stared fiercely at the immortal, then suddenly laughed, a somewhat crazed laugh. "So, what do you think? What should I do? Return to the immortal realm and be a good little immortal? Or continue on my path, prolonging my family's lives, and seeking revenge for what needs to be avenged?"
"Your family is no longer your family, they are now just minions of demons. You think you can save them, but in reality, you only make them more corrupt and unable to reincarnate." The immortal elder said coldly.
"Corrupt? Is choosing the so-called path of justice not good enough?" Liang Jing retorted, with fiery eyes.
"This is not about justice, it's about choice. You have chosen hatred and revenge, and that will only bring more disaster," the immortal old man said lightly, his gaze passing through the dim light of the study, casting onto Liang Jing's face.
"Choice? Ha, choice is a privilege only you high and mighty immortals have!" Liang Jing suddenly shouted, and in an instant, the air seemed to freeze.
The atmosphere suddenly became very tense. The three of them each took a step forward, forming a small triangle. This was an unavoidable showdown.
Liang Jing suddenly made a hand seal and shouted, "Forbidden Jutsu!"
Suddenly, a huge talisman appeared behind him. Immediately, four figures emerged: scholar Chen Leshan, pregnant woman Fan Yao, courtesan Geisha Fei Yan, and gambler Liang Ji.
"Now, let's see who the real winner is!" Liang Jing roared. The four doppelgangers immediately walked out of the painting, forming an encirclement that trapped Wu Sheng, Hang Lin, and the old immortal in the center.
Above the sky, a brilliant column of light suddenly descended, as if a divine being had arrived, instantly shattering the binding light net that surrounded everyone.
In full view of the crowd, Jade Emperor and The Divine Master of the Void Sky appeared next to the Haotian Immortal, their figures enveloped in heavenly light, exuding boundless majesty.
Jade Emperor lightly stroked his robe, his smile as warm as a spring breeze, as he looked at the Haotian Immortal and said, "Haotian Immortal, it's been a long time. I can feel that your immortal power has grown significantly." There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.
The Haotian Immortal bowed lightly, with a faint smile on his face, but also with a hint of guilt. "I have seen Jade Emperor. I am truly ashamed. If it weren't for your mercy back then, sparing my son's life, how could he have survived to this day?"
The atmosphere instantly became heavy and mysterious. In this brief conversation, the two experts from the heavenly realm revealed the profound bond and emotions they each held.
Haotian Immortal looked at Liang Jing with a serious expression, gently stroking his beard: "I can't indulge you anymore. For hundreds of years, I have let you wander for too long. It's time for you to return to the right path."
As the words fell, the image of Haotian Immortal suddenly changed. His cheeks gradually sunken, his hair gradually turned gray, and a hint of kindness appeared at the corner of his mouth, completely transforming into the image of a kind and gentle father.
Liang Jing Seeing this sudden change, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she asked in surprise, "Do you think that by taking on the appearance of my father, I will let you go?"
The Haotian Immortal smiled, his eyes like arrows piercing through the soul, "Do you not know in your heart whether it's true or not? Haven't you always been puzzled about why you can't summon the souls of your parents?"
Liang Jing Upon hearing this, his face changed suddenly. He suddenly remembered the numerous failed attempts to summon the spirits of his parents using spells. His heart tightened, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.
He began to feel confused and at a loss, muttering to himself, "Are you really my father?"
Haotian Immortal slowly walked towards Liang Jing, "My child, I am your father, Liang Yun. Your name, Jing, was chosen by me in the hope that your future would be bright."
Liang Jing stared blankly at the jade bottle in his hand, struggling internally. His expression was filled with conflict and pain. His hand trembled slightly, as if the balance in his heart was swaying fiercely.
In that moment, the atmosphere seemed to solidify, filled with tension and unease. Everyone was waiting for Liang Jing's final decision.
Suddenly, the demonic figure behind Liang Jing gradually emerged, its eyes staring fiercely at the immortal Haotian, and sneered, "He's deceiving you, don't be fooled!" As the words fell, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, filled with an ominous aura.
Haotian's brow furrowed slightly, a hint of a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He gently took out a Bagua mirror with both hands, and the mirror instantly reflected a dazzling light. "Monster, I've been looking for you for a long time, and you've been avoiding me!" His voice was loud and full of authority as he raised the Bagua mirror high and commanded, "I order you to leave my child at once!"
The gossip mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling beam of light, which spiraled like a dragon and snake, accurately separating the dark shadow monster from Liang Jing. After the beam hit, the dark shadow let out a muffled groan as it was forcibly pulled out.
Everyone focused and was shocked to see a sticky, decaying corpse emitting a chilling aura, making people shudder.
The eyes of Haotian Immortal instantly shrank to the size of a needlepoint, and his voice became even colder: "This is a thousand-year corpse demon. Because his body is constantly decaying, he seeks someone to continue his life. He found Liang Jing and promised to revive Liang Jing's family in exchange for Liang Jing offering his soul to him. He also requires Liang Jing to continuously find fresh heart-blood for him to consume."
His voice abruptly stopped, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Everyone was shocked when they heard it.
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