Chapter 18: I'm Invincible in One-on-One Combat

The demon god walked through the maze, slightly surprised: "How can this person's mind be surrounded by such high walls?"

Even he had never heard of such a situation before.

However, he could smell the aura of souls, and although he didn't know the way, he made his way towards the core area.

Qingqing looked around and exclaimed, "What's going on? I think someone's come in!"

Fang Nian nodded, looking in the direction of the demon god: "A guest has come in."

At this moment, a vengeful spirit was entwined around Fang Nian's soul.

The vengeful spirit emanated resentment: "He's not some inner demon, he really is a demon god summoned back, haha, truly a demon god!"

"You're dead, Fang Nian! You'll die too, go to hell and join me!"

Fang Nian saw that the vengeful spirit had no face and a large boil on its head.

I don't know what's inside the abscess, but there are a lot of lumps growing on it.

Is this Qi Fang's true nature?

Qingqing glanced at the resentment on Qi Fang's body and then swallowed Qi Fang whole.

Just treat it as a snack.

"This Qi Fang, even on his deathbed, still had to curse."

The baby was locked up, and Fang Nian entered a state of no thought: "This is the Demonic Sect, and everyone here is devoid of morality."

"Although the whole thing was started by Li Tiandou, in their eyes we were the weaker party, and the weaker party is the one who is unreasonable."

"Strength is the only justification."

Qingqing: "If that's the case, then we're actually the ones who have a point."

"They think we are weaker than them, but in fact we are stronger than them."

"Therefore, according to the logic of the Demonic Sect, the truth is in our hands."

Fang Nian nodded: "What you said makes sense."

"But that doesn't make sense either, because our minds are clouded, and once we get out, we won't be able to understand this logic. We will keep using our morality and our urban consciousness to confront this evil gate."

Qingqing: "Then the only way is to make myself stronger, strong enough that even if I suddenly become a saint one day, it won't kill me."

Fang Nian looked straight ahead: "Forget about later, let's get through today first."

At this moment, the demon god finally emerged from a side path in the brain's labyrinth: "I've found you."

He smiled broadly: "What a delicious body! If it weren't for the fact that I would perish without a physical body, I would really like to taste what it tastes like."

Fang Nian looked at the demon god and frowned.

"Gods or monsters?"

The demon god stood with his hands behind his back, his wings spread wide, his black feathers so dark they emitted a rainbow of light: "You are standing right here in my palace. Do you know who I am?"

Fang Nian: "This is the Witch Demon Palace. Are you a Witch Demon? Are you a member of the Witch Clan?"

The demon god looked up: "That's right, this is the Martial Demon Hall. That's right, I am the Martial Demon. You've got some knowledge, kid. Let me tell you."

He stood with his hands behind his back, head tilted back to the heavens: "I am the Martial Ancestor!"

Fang Nian: "Your accent is a bit too strong."

"It seems your learning ability is very poor. You can't even learn a standard accent. I don't believe you're that good."

"It seems he climbed to such a high position through underhanded means."

As he spoke, he warned Qingqing, "Be careful, this kid might be cunning."

Martial Ancestor tilted his head and looked at Fang Nian: Who's being cunning? You're the cunning one, kid. Why would a normal person talk to their own demon? What kind of precious thing are you?

But it doesn't matter. Let him be crazy, as long as he's physically strong. Anyway, his soul is going to be annihilated.

"Boy, you can die in peace. I will reappear in your name. You will be a miracle for the entire Demonic Sect, a rare genius. You are very lucky. You will become famous throughout the world as I rise to power."

Fang Nian: "Thank you. I'm already the number one genius in the history of the Demonic Sect. Thank you for helping me downgrade."

"But I still have to ask, what are you doing in my head? Did I invite you here?"

Martial Ancestor was taken aback, somewhat surprised: "The greatest genius in the history of the Demonic Sect?"

Qi Fang assumed that Fang Nian was a demon seeking a master, so of course he wouldn't tell him about Fang Nian's reputation.

But with his abilities, he could certainly tell that Fang Nian wasn't lying.

The Martial Ancestor became excited: "What an unexpected delight!"

"If I defeat you in the mind, I can obtain the most gifted demonic body in history?!"

"What a pleasant surprise! Heaven is truly smiling upon us!"

Fang Nian looked at Martial Ancestor: "That Witch Demon, how can you be so sure you can defeat me?"

The Martial Ancestor's domineering gaze swept across the world: "How many people in this world can rival me?!"

"I am the Martial Ancestor, standing at the pinnacle of Martial Demon, the strongest in the Demonic Sect, invincible throughout the world."

"Seven powerful figures of my generation paid the ultimate price to seal me beneath the earth."

"After my death, those traitors from the Demonic Sect actually sealed away the Martial Demon Hall as well, cutting off my chance of rebirth."

"So many years have passed, and I've finally emerged! After my birth, who in this world can rival me!"

Fang Nian: "I understand. You're a pervert, so perverted that even the other hall masters of the Demonic Sect couldn't tolerate you and took the opportunity to seal you off."

"Are you bragging like this now because you want to recover as much as possible and beat me?"

In reality, Fang Nian was stalling for time while frantically absorbing demonic energy.

Previously, I was in a dazed state and didn't realize that I had absorbed demonic energy to adjust to my peak condition before the battle.

Now that I'm in a state of no-thought, I should definitely use my brain more.

The Martial Ancestor scoffed, "In battles of the soul, I have countless rich experiences. No one can defeat me in a one-on-one fight using their soul. Even if I only have the last flicker of my life remaining, no one can defeat me!"

"Unless, you have two people!"

Fang Nian and Qingqing exchanged a glance. Fang Nian asked, "If there were two of us, would you most likely lose, or would you definitely lose?"

Wu Zu: "My battle for the soul is about endurance."

"My method of possession incorporates a wisp of runes from the Forbidden Battlefield. It's a contest of who won't get lost. In the Forbidden Battlefield, billions of years are but a moment in reality."

"I have endured endless years of hardship, and my soul is of unparalleled strength."

"Who can outlast my soul? That's nothing but a pipe dream."

"But I admit, if the two souls took turns sleeping, I definitely wouldn't be able to stay awake."

"But do you remember the other person here whom you personally killed?"

At this point, the Martial Ancestor raised his hand, and a stone arena appeared beneath his feet.

The arena expanded, encompassing Fang Nianqing.

With his hands behind his back, Wu Zucai said, "You would never have imagined that your only way out would be destroyed by yourself."

"When you killed Qi Fang, you must have felt really awesome, right?"

Sometimes, losing is winning, and winning is losing, haha, hahaha, hahahahahaha!!

Fang Nian raised her hand: "I'll ask one last question, and then I won't ask any more."

How can you be sure I was the only one there?

Martial Ancestor: "Of course I'm sure. I've covered the entire area with the Martial Demon Barrier, and you're the only person here."

Fang Nian: "No, no, no, I am the only body here."

Qingqing: "But there are three people."

When Wu Zu heard Qingqing speak, he sensed that Qingqing's soul information was different from Fang Nian's, and his heart skipped a beat.

In essence, the demon is nothing more than a puppet created by demons.

How could the soul information of a demon be different from that of a demon cultivator?

Isn't Masuke just an empty shell of a soul?

"you……"