Left-handed immortality begins with the Demon Suppression Division

Chapter 86 Turning to the Demonic Path

The moonlight is hazy and the full moon is bright and clear.

The leaden clouds along the border have long since disappeared, leaving only a hazy gray night sky as decoration.

The crackling fireworks, accompanied by smoke, soared upwards, while sparks flew off the firewood, falling into the mud and extinguishing instantly.

The bright firelight cast a rosy glow on the faces of the four people. They all stared at Luo Quanzhou, who remained motionless in the center of the fireworks, but no one spoke.

Crimson blood clumps gathered around the flames; that was the essence of Luo Quanzhou's bloodline. The woman parted her red lips slightly, and the bead-sized blood clumps were swallowed whole.

"What was the woman's identity before she was manipulated by the Shadow Spider?"

Fang Hongxuan stared at that beautiful face and fell into deep thought. After all, ordinary families couldn't raise such a delicate face.

Boom... Boom...

A huge commotion broke the silence.

far away

Luo Guisheng was scrambling toward the four people's location. His eyes were rolling back, he was foaming at the mouth, and blood was flowing from his nose and ears.

The Shadow Spider, covered in blood and wounds, strode to Luo Ji in just a few steps. Its three pairs of compound eyes stared at him for a long time before it let out a soft sigh.

"Then let's begin."

Before long, only one shadow spider, no bigger than a palm, remained of the nine-headed shadow spider. It charged straight at Luo Ji, disappearing into the center of his brow, where a faint crimson lotus mark appeared.

The beautiful woman wept silently as she nestled into Luo Ji's arms, their lips meeting in a kiss.

Luo Ji's previously empty eye sockets slowly began to brighten, while the woman gradually aged until she turned to ashes...

"It's the Blood Lotus Mark. It seems she is the Blood Lotus Cult's Holy Maiden who has been missing for eighteen years... No wonder she has such means to hide within the innate stone spirit and replace the evil spirit it nurtured."

Daoyuan suddenly realized the truth and pointed out the woman's background. Fang Hongxuan was about to ask another question when the situation suddenly changed.

The originally refined and easy-going Luo Ji had changed his demeanor, and a majestic aura emanated from him.

However, in just a moment, it transformed into a shower of blood-soaked lotus blossoms. The two completely different artistic conceptions collided, merged, and eventually disappeared from each other.

"Since we're destined to meet, I'll lend you a hand..."

The merit wheel behind Daoyuan's head reappeared, but unlike before, this time the crimson-gold merit wheel appeared extremely solid.

The novice monk manipulated the prayer beads in his hand, then made the staff mudra and heart mudra of the Yamantaka root mudra, while simultaneously reciting the mantra of the Yamantaka deity.

『Om Mani Padme Hum, ...

The merit wheel, about the size of a bowl, slowly condensed into the image of Vajrabhairava, a being with six faces, six arms, and six legs.

He wore a crown adorned with a jeweled necklace and skulls, and his three eyes were all red and fierce. He wore a tiger-skin long skirt and held a bow and arrows, a club, and other weapons, ready to be used.

Flames surrounded it, as if it were engulfed by endless rage.

Unlike the Immovable Wrathful King summoned by Fang Hongxuan, this Vajrabhairava was quite lively, resembling the legendary deity.

"What kind of Dharma form is this?"

The flames surrounding Vajrabhairava quickly scorched the flickering light of the Luo Ji. The originally indistinguishable white Confucian and Taoist auras and black demonic auras gradually merged until the Confucian and Taoist auras were completely swallowed up.

"Completely abandon Confucianism and Taoism, and choose the path of demons?"

The night sky of Qingming Festival was instantly shrouded in a hazy mist, as if the entire world was enveloped by that bloody aura. A chilling atmosphere permeated the surroundings, and an inexplicable sense of oppression welled up from the depths of Fang Hongxuan's heart.

"It's so terrifying, my heart feels like it's about to stop beating..."

Boom!

far away

The Great Immortal Cave, which looked like it was roaring to the sky, rose rapidly. The huge mountain peak was instantly split into four pieces, and dense fragments of rocks fell like shooting stars.

By the time the Great Immortal Cave reached above their heads, it had already condensed into a palm-sized stone seal. Unlike ordinary seals.

The stone seal is engraved with a miniature nine-aperture stone spirit. The stone spirit no longer has the angry, wide-eyed look it had before, but now appears kind and benevolent. However, its former immortal demeanor is long gone, replaced by an extremely ugly appearance.

This is a blank seal!

The Nine Aperture Seal slowly descended into Luo Ji's palm. Luo Ji looked at the Stone Spirit, which still had only three apertures remaining, with a complicated expression. His guilt was evident in his words.

"Thanks a lot..."

Unlike his previous refined and cultured self, Luo Ji seemed like a completely different person. He remained elegant, but his restrained aura was now chillingly murderous.

"Benefactor Luo, have you fully awakened your innate wisdom...?"

Standing there for a long time, Luo Ji stared blankly at the long-vanished figure in his arms, speechless for a long time.

Dao Yuan silently shielded Fang Hongxuan behind him, and the look of pity and compassion once again appeared on his youthful face.

Luo Ji slowly turned around, stared at the novice monk and the swordsman for a long time, and then sighed softly.

"I am deeply grateful for your help... I will remember this favor."

After speaking, Luo Ji looked at Luo Guisheng, who was in the mud.

The complex emotions in those eyes were like a dye vat, all mixed together.

"Although the reincarnation of a Golden Core True Monarch will be met with the malice of Heaven, that is not a reason for me to forgive you."

"A bird without feet can't land; it can only fly until its death. If you don't want me to stray too far from home, then let me linger here for the rest of my life."

Luo Guisheng, overwhelmed with anger, shame, astonishment, and confusion, was speechless.

The seal script characters, imbued with righteous spirit, were embedded in Luo Guisheng's limbs and bones.

His body, which had been completely exhausted, now had a rosy glow.

Even the wounds on its body caused by branches and pebbles have healed completely.

He was both crying and laughing, and he wanted to say something. However, his body moved against his will and he bowed three times to Luo Ji.

Luo Guisheng was completely unaware that his forehead had been pierced by a sharp stone. By the time he rose to kneel in worship, the wounds on his knees, hands, and forehead had healed completely.

In the silent dawn, only the sounds of knees and foreheads hitting the ground echoed.

Fang Hongxuan watched as the pitiful yet hateful Luo Guisheng gradually disappeared along the riverbank.

"Given your current remaining strength, how long can this kind of punishment be sustained...?"

Luo Ji carefully tied the Nine Aperture Seal to his waist, pondered for a moment, and then answered Dao Yuan's question.

"Confucianism differs from Buddhism and Taoism. As long as I live, my righteous spirit will never be extinguished..."

"However, now that I have turned from Confucianism and Taoism to the demonic path, the remaining Golden Core essence can probably only be maintained for about a hundred days. Although there were capable people in the Luo family ancestors, they were restricted by the curse mark in their bloodline, and no one in the entire clan has embarked on the path of cultivation."

"After a hundred days, Luo Guisheng, who is already exhausted, will likely not be able to continue living."

"This scholar..."

"Amitabha Buddha, one should not trouble two masters with one matter. Then let this humble monk assist you once more, fellow Daoist, to eradicate the 'Prison Crossing Tara Locking Seal Curse' rooted in the Luo family's bloodline, what do you say?"

Luo Ji seemed to see through Dao Yuan's thoughts, yet he did not refuse.

"That's excellent."