118: Chapter 118 A Alluring and Enchanting Witch! Husband~ Please save me~

The woman's skin was as white as snow.

On her stunningly beautiful face, she wore exquisite makeup, and the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, carrying a soul-stirring charm.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she lightly licked her succulent red lips, her eyes staring straight at Zhou Liangan.

"Little young master~ Standing here all alone, what are you looking for?~"

The woman's voice was enchantingly seductive, like a hook; every word felt like it was scratching at one's heart, leaving it numb and tingling.

She walked slowly toward Zhou Liangan, stopping less than two meters away, and spoke with a giggle: "Do you want Big Sister to help you find it~"

Zhou Liangan looked up at her, his pupils shrinking suddenly, and the hair all over his body stood on end instantly.

He could clearly perceive that while the woman's cultivation level wasn't high—only at the fifth stage of the Gang Transformation Realm—

he sensed a trace of fatal danger emanating from her.

That sense of danger was even stronger than what he had felt when facing Huangfu Xiafei earlier!

This was absolutely impossible!

How could a Cultivator at the fifth stage of the Gang Transformation Realm bring him such a strong sense of danger?

Zhou Liangan immediately became alert. The mystic power within him surged to its peak instantly. He shifted his feet slightly into a defensive stance, staring coldly at the woman before him as he spoke in a low voice: "And who are you?"

Zhou Liangan was certain that this woman was definitely not simple.

That move of tearing through the Void Realm just now—even a powerhouse in the Ningshen Realm might not have been able to do it so silently.

Hearing Zhou Liangan's words, the beauty didn't answer. Instead, she let out a giggle, extended a slender, pale finger to lightly lick the tip, her eyes so flirtatious they seemed ready to overflow with moisture. "Little young master~ I can't quite remember what my name used to be~"

She stepped forward slowly, almost pressing herself against Zhou Liangan, her breath like orchids as she spoke with a hint of grievance, "Why don't you help me remember it properly, little young master~"

Before she could finish her sentence—

Shua—

The woman's figure vanished from the spot instantly.

Zhou Liangan's pupils shrank. Subconsciously, he wanted to use the Tianxuan Nine Dragon Steps to dodge.

But he discovered to his horror that he hadn't sensed even the slightest spatial fluctuation!

The opponent hadn't teleported, nor was she simply fast; she had appeared right in front of him out of thin air!

There was no time to react!

The next second, the woman was hanging directly onto Zhou Liangan.

Her soft, warm body was pressed tightly against him, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, and her long, pale legs were coiled around his waist.

A faint, exotic fragrance mixed with cold Devilish Qi drifted into Zhou Liangan's nose.

The woman lowered her head, her warm breath puffing against Zhou Liangan's earlobe as her nimble tongue gave it a light lick. Her sweet, seductive voice rang in his ear: "Little young master~ You smell so good~"

Her soft body was pressed firmly against Zhou Liangan's back, the perfect curves clearly felt even through their clothing. Yet, strangely, this seemingly soft body lacked any warmth of a living person; there was only a chilling surge of spiritual power, like cold jade wrapped in silk, seeping through his clothes and into his bones.

Zhou Liangan didn't even blink. A bone-chilling cold light instantly flickered in his dark eyes, and an undisguised sneer of disdain curled on his lips.

"So that's how it is! You're just one of the Clones!" Zhou Liangan's voice was as cold as ice, carrying a hint of realized mockery. "No wonder I had an indescribable feeling when facing you."

The woman behind him didn't let go; instead, she held him even tighter.

Her cheek pressed gently against the back of Zhou Liangan's neck, the corners of her mouth curving into a charming arc that could steal the souls of most men. Her voice was as soft as honeyed cotton as it drifted into his ear with a laugh, "Little young master~ You're quite clever~ You actually saw through it."

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, the tip of her pink tongue slowly licking her succulent red lips. The movement was deliberately slow, every detail oozing seductive charm.

Her warm breath, mixed with a faint sweet scent, crawled into Zhou Liangan's ears and up his spine. Had it been someone with weaker resolve, their bones would have turned to jelly by now.

But Zhou Liangan didn't feel the slightest ripple in his heart.

That was it?

Having seen so many beauties, his state of mind was already as calm as a still pond.

If this female demon thought she could take him down like this, it was pure fantasy.

Zhou Liangan snorted coldly, the chill in his voice deepening. "Since you're so ungrateful and insist on blocking my path, don't blame this young master for being merciless."

The moment he finished speaking—

The spiritual power within Zhou Liangan's Dantian exploded, and he pushed the Tianji Qiankun Technique to its absolute limit.

The majestic golden spiritual power was like a floodgate being opened, surging wildly through his Meridians. Each cycle was faster than the last, and every pore on his body snapped open at this moment, leaking golden spiritual power.

He flipped his palm slightly, and dazzling golden light gathered frantically as the Zhenwu Sword slowly emerged.

The blade was covered in ancient Zhenwu runes, emitting a deafening sword hum. Sharp Sword Qi instantly swept through the entire space, even forcing the surrounding Devilish Qi to retreat.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Liangan snapped his wrist. The Zhenwu Sword, carrying world-destroying golden light, stabbed backward with absolute precision, aiming straight for the head of the witch Clone holding him.

This strike was incredibly fast, appearing only as a golden streak of light cutting through the void. Before the sword even arrived, the sharp Sword Qi had already shredded several strands of the witch Clone's hair.

Seeing this, the witch's pupils contracted sharply, and a flash of unavoidable panic appeared in her seductive eyes.

But the panic lasted less than half a second before she regained her charming demeanor. Instead of dodging, she pressed herself even closer to Zhou Liangan and giggled sweetly: "Little young master~ You really are heartless~ I was just playing a joke with you, and you actually want to kill me?~ How cruel~"

Before her words could finish, the golden light enveloping the Zhenwu Sword stabbed ruthlessly into her head.

However, the expected scene of flesh and blood flying didn't occur.

The moment the golden light touched her body, the enchanting Clone transformed into a cloud of churning black mist. Like ink dropped into clear water, it instantly dissipated into the surrounding Devilish Qi, perfectly evading the full-force strike of the Zhenwu Sword.

Zhou Liangan's eyebrows twitched slightly. He withdrew the Zhenwu Sword and slowly turned around.

Ten feet in front of him, the black mist began to gather frantically again. In the blink of an eye, it re-condensed into the form of the witch from before.

Even the folds in her black gauze dress and the smile on her lips were exactly the same as before, as if that sword strike hadn't touched her in the slightest.

The witch raised her hand, extending her long, white finger to lightly lick the tip. The movement was nimble and seductive, her charming eyes staring straight at Zhou Liangan like a fox eyeing its prey. "Little young master~ You really have quite a temper~ It was just a bit of fun; why did you develop such killing intent?"

Zhou Liangan looked up, staring coldly at the witch before him. There was not a single ripple in his dark eyes, only an impenetrable coldness.

The Zhenwu Sword in his hand was still humming, and golden Sword Qi swirled at the tip, ready for another strike at any moment.

"You should have noticed the Xuanling Shield on me." Zhou Liangan's voice was calm but carried an unquestionable pressure. "You are no match for me. Step aside now and don't block my path; you might still be able to keep your life."

The witch looked at Zhou Liangan, and the mirth in her eyes instantly cooled. She shook her head slightly, her tone carrying a non-negotiable resolve: "That's impossible."

"You have stepped onto this path. If you truly finish these nine trials and break the final Seal, I will have no way left to live." As the witch spoke, her eyes—which were as bright as stars—were suddenly stained with blood at a visible speed.

The whites of her eyes turned completely crimson, her pupils shrinking into snake-like slits. The Devilish Qi around her surged violently, and her black skirt fluttered wildly like wings amidst the dark energy.

She giggled, the charm in her voice fading to leave only bone-chilling killing intent: "So~ to survive, I can only have you die here, little young master~"

Before her voice faded, the witch transformed into a streak of pitch-black devilish light, charging toward Zhou Liangan's position with a piercing whistle of wind.

Wherever the light passed, the space was carved with a faint crack. The surrounding Devilish Qi gathered frantically, forming countless black poisonous needles that rained down upon Zhou Liangan along with the light.

Seeing this, the coldness in Zhou Liangan's eyes intensified.

"Refusing the easy way for the hard way!" He snorted coldly. "Since you are so obstinate and insist on rushing toward your death, don't blame me for being impolite."

The moment his words fell, Zhou Liangan once again pushed the Tianji Qiankun Technique to its peak.

Almost simultaneously, the Saint-Tier Mystic Spirit Shield beneath his skin was triggered. With a loud "buzz," a dazzling golden light shield expanded out of thin air like an inverted golden bell, protecting him completely.

The devilish light carrying monstrous killing intent and the countless poisonous needles slammed into the golden shield. They couldn't even cause a ripple and were instantly shattered into pieces.

With the Xuanling Shield protecting him, Zhou Liangan wasn't afraid of any waves this witch could stir up.

He knew better than anyone that the Demon Race's greatest strength was never direct confrontation, but attacking the heart—using charm techniques and Heart Demons to invade and disrupt one's Dao Heart, then taking the Opportunity to perform Possession when the spirit was vulnerable.

All the seductive movements and soft words the witch had used earlier were, to put it bluntly, attempts to find an opening to invade his Dao Heart.

Zhou Liangan had long been on guard against this.

While activating the Xuanling Shield, Zhou Liangan pinched his fingers and directly activated the soul-locking jade hanging around his neck.

The warm white ancient jade instantly lit up with a soft white glow. The light traveled through his Meridians and across his whole body, shielding his Sea of Consciousness tightly.

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Let alone this Clone of the Demoness, even if her true body came in person, attempting to bewitch him with charm techniques would not necessarily break through the barrier of the soul-locking jade.

Having set up his defense, Zhou Liangan finally got serious.

He spread his feet to shoulder width, bent his knees slightly, and formed a fist Seal with his hands in front of him. The spiritual power within his Dantian surged again, and he directly activated Baji Fist.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the Void Realm behind Zhou Liangan was torn open. A dozen-zhang tall Eight-Armed Vajra True Martial Dharma Aspect slowly manifested from the void.

This Dharma Aspect was entirely gilded, its muscle lines like cast iron, filled with an explosive sense of power.

Its eight thick arms were each thicker than a water vat, and in the palm of each arm, it held a Qiankun Star circulating with galaxies.

The moment the stars lit up, the entire Chaos space was illuminated. The churning Devilish Qi around was forced to retreat repeatedly by this heavy and majestic pressure, and even the space itself trembled slightly.

After so many life-and-death battles, Zhou Liangan's understanding of the Fist Intent of Baji Fist had long since undergone a complete transformation.

He slowly clenched his fists, and the eight arms of the Eight-Armed Vajra Dharma Idol behind him simultaneously clenched their fists as well.

On the fist tips, obscure and mysterious patterns faintly intertwined. These were not man-made runes, but the profound principles of the Dao that had existed since the dawn of heaven and earth. As each pattern flowed, it carried a terrifying force that crushed everything.

The moment these patterns appeared, the Demoness's face turned instantly pale.

"How is this possible?!" The Demoness's voice trembled uncontrollably. In her scarlet eyes, there was only overwhelming shock and astonishment. "You are only at the fourth stage of the Huagang Realm; how could you possibly understand the profound principles of the Dao?! This is simply impossible! Touching the Dao in the Huagang Realm is something no one has achieved in ten thousand years!"

She had lived for over ten thousand years and had seen countless Geniuses and Prodigies, but she had never seen such a Heaven-Defying Prodigy.

At the fourth stage of the Huagang Realm, he had already touched the threshold of the Dao. It was like a child who had just learned to walk casually lifting a thousand-jin cauldron, completely overturning her understanding.

Meanwhile, in the deepest part of the Kunlun Blessed Land.

In front of a Heaven-Connecting Mirror embedded in the cliff, six of the Seven Sages of Kunlun, led by Huangfu Xiafei, stood quietly, their gazes fixed tightly on the scene reflected in the mirror, which was the battle between Zhou Liangan and the Demoness.

The leader, Huangfu Xiafei, had a cold and snow-like temperament. Looking at Zhou Liangan, who was surrounded by Dao patterns in the mirror, she raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone filled with undisguised appreciation: "This youth is truly remarkable! To be able to comprehend the Dao and principles of heaven and earth while in the Huagang Realm. This Comprehension Ability is truly earth-shattering."

Standing beside her, Xiang Yaocen, dressed in green with a gentle temperament, furrowed her willow-like eyebrows, her tone carrying a hint of worry: "Eldest Sister, this youth bears great Luck. Although no one has traversed this path in two thousand years, looking at him now, it might not be impossible."

Huangfu Xiafei chuckled upon hearing this, her tone calm as she reassured her: "Third Sister, if he can really pass these nine levels, he will become the rightful Master of Kunlun. For him, this is a tremendous Opportunity. I imagine that although this person is arrogant, he will not completely fall out with us."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu, standing at the very edge, instantly exploded.

This girl had a temperament as fierce as fire. Upon hearing this, her beautiful eyes instantly revealed a hint of unwillingness and anger, and she gritted her teeth: "But Eldest Sister! This scoundrel is just a playboy, flirting everywhere. Even if I die, I would rather not submit myself to such a jerk!"

Huangfu Xiafei sighed helplessly at these words, shook her head, and said: "Sixth Sister, so many years have passed, yet you are still this impulsive, not having changed a bit."

"Hmph!" Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu snorted coldly, stiffening her neck, looking unconvinced: "Anyway, I won't like such a jerk. Even if he really passes the nine levels, I won't acknowledge him as the Master of Kunlun!"

Huangfu Xiafei smiled helplessly and shook her head, not arguing with her further, but instead turned her gaze back to the Heaven-Connecting Mirror, her tone deepening: "Alright, stop arguing. This path has nine spaces in total, and this is only the first level. Although this Demoness was once formidable during the time of the Ancient Human Emperor, after ten thousand years of erosion, her strength is long gone. Although she is currently at a disadvantage, it doesn't mean she has no trump cards. Let us just watch quietly."

The other Saintesses heard this, retracted their focus, and turned their gazes back to the mirror.

In the first space, the great battle had reached a white-hot stage.

Zhou Liangan threw both fists out, smashing fiercely in the direction of the Demoness.

Boom!!!

Following his movements, the Eight-Armed Vajra True Martial Dharma Aspect behind him moved as well.

The eight thick arms first threw the eight Qiankun Stars held in their palms fiercely toward the Demoness.

The eight stars trailed long golden flames, like eight falling meteors. Wherever they passed, the Devilish Qi was directly crushed, and space was smashed into fine cracks.

Immediately after, the eight arms of the Eight-Armed Vajra clenched their fists simultaneously, and eight fist shadows that shook the void were smashed toward the Demoness in unison.

Each fist shadow was as big as a small mountain, wreathed in the patterns of the Dao's profound principles, carrying the force to collapse mountains and split seas, rumbling forward as it crushed everything in its path.

In an instant, the entire Chaos space went dark, the sun and moon lost their light, and the surrounding void was shaken by the fist force, causing layers of ripples. The air was compressed into substance, like a tsunami, crashing down toward the Demoness with overwhelming force.

Seeing this, the Demoness's pupils shrank to a point, and in those scarlet eyes, a look of utter gravity finally emerged.

She knew that if she took this move head-on, even if she didn't die, this Clone would completely dissipate.

In her desperation, she used her charm technique again.

A voice that was charming to the bone, wrapped in thick Devilish Qi, surged like a tide toward Zhou Liangan's Sea of Consciousness: "Little Young Master~ You really are so cruel~ Do you really want to kill me?~ As long as you stop, I will listen to everything you say in the future. You can do whatever you want. Don't be so heartless, okay?~"

This voice was so soft it could melt into water. If it were anyone with an unsteady Dao Heart, they would likely lose their composure instantly and drop the weapon in their hand.

But for Zhou Liangan, who had already activated the soul-locking jade, this charm sound was completely ineffective.

A white light flashed slightly, and those charm sounds that had drilled into his ears were instantly crushed to pieces.

Zhou Liangan's gaze did not even flicker, and his fist force not only did not diminish but instead intensified.

The Demoness instantly sensed this, and a look of desperate strangeness appeared in her eyes.

She knew that she couldn't win by fighting, and bewitching was useless. If she stayed here any longer, this Clone would truly be gone forever.

Without any hesitation, she turned into a dense mass of black mist again, turning to dive into a crack in the Void Realm, wanting only to escape this place quickly.

But she forgot that Zhou Liangan's Zhenwu Sword had long since sealed the entire space with golden light.

The dazzling golden light was like the midday sun, illuminating the entire space. As soon as the black mist touched the golden light, it emitted a harsh "sizzling" sound. Large swaths of black Qi were instantly swallowed and dissolved by the golden light, without even a chance to struggle.

"Ah!!!" From within the void, a scream of extreme misery came from the Demoness, yet it was infinitely seductive, making one's scalp tingle.

The remaining small half of the black mist, panicked and desperate, dove into the place where the Devilish Qi was densest, slipping into a spatial crack thinner than a hair, and disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Liangan stood in place, slowly retracting his fist force, and the Eight-Armed Vajra Dharma Idol also slowly dissipated into the void.

He closed his eyes, calmed his heart and breath, and his massive Divine Thought spread out like a tide, instantly sweeping through the entire space, accurately catching that tiny spatial crack.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and a sharp glint flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Liangan put away the Zhenwu Sword, his body turning into a golden stream of light, and he dove directly into that spatial crack.

Passing through a stable spatial passage, Zhou Liangan landed steadily in a pitch-black cave.

The cave was filled with even thicker Devilish Qi, and the walls were covered with ancient Seal runes, flashing with white light from time to time, emitting "crackle" electric sounds.

Zhou Liangan looked up and saw, on the cliff not far away, a stunningly beautiful figure dressed in black gauze, locked up.

This was the true body of the Demoness.

Her wrists and ankles were tightly wrapped with thick black mysterious iron chains, the other ends of which were deeply embedded in the hard cliff wall.

The chains were covered with Seal runes, and every time the runes lit up, her body would uncontrollably tremble slightly, clearly enduring immense pain.

This woman was extremely beautiful, her face as exquisite as a work of art carefully carved by the heavens. With a wasp waist and perky buttocks, her figure was absolutely stunning, and even though she was locked by chains, it could not hide those breathtaking curves.

Especially on her face, the just-right paleness and sorrow, paired with the stubbornness hidden in her eyes, exuded a heart-wrenching pitiable air, which was completely different from the charming and seductive nature of the Clone from just now, representing two extreme styles.

She had originally been leaning against the cliff, her eyes empty like a pool of stagnant water, but the moment she saw Zhou Liangan, those beautiful, waveless eyes instantly lit up like stars suddenly appearing in the night, and her whole person came alive.

"Heaven does not abandon me!"

The Demoness's voice carried a trace of trembling excitement. She struggled a bit, and the mysterious iron chains on her body made a rattling sound.

She stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, her pink tongue again gently licking her luscious red lips, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a knowing smile: "Little Young Master~ You have cultivated the Yin-Yang Dao Accomplishment Sutra, haven't you?"

PS: The image shows Moye Miaoyan.