He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 719 Heart Demon Formation

Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, felt it carefully, looked at He Yuzhu seriously and said, "Sect Master, calm down. Someone is performing a large-scale mind magic. This kind of formation is extremely strange. It will quietly amplify the murderous intent in your heart. Once you are controlled by this murderous intent, the consequences will be unimaginable." Qingyi knew very well how powerful this kind of mind magic was, and did not dare to be careless.

Seeing that He Yuzhu looked a little solemn, Qingyi immediately said: "Master, you must suppress your murderous intent. If you can't control yourself, for your safety, I can only knock you out." Qingyi's eyes were firm, and he was ready to take action at any time.

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu immediately activated the Demon Suppression Hall's Heart Purification Technique. As the technique was activated, a sense of coolness slowly rose from the depths of his heart, and his originally restless state of mind gradually calmed down. It really did have a certain effect.

However, the human cultivators and the demonic tribesmen were completely oblivious to this. Under the influence of this mind magic, their murderous intent was amplified. Both sides were completely aroused, their bloodlust ignited, their only concern being the other's life and death, as if they were caught in a frenzied, unending struggle. The magic's brilliance grew increasingly dazzling, the cries of killing intensified, and the entire battlefield was filled with a thick, bloody atmosphere.

On this battlefield, shrouded in tension and awe, the situation suddenly shifted. Nearly all the demons realized that maintaining their human forms would significantly drain their energy, hindering their combat effectiveness. Consequently, they cast spells, transforming back into their true forms. Suddenly, a myriad of demons appeared before everyone: a massive, majestic tiger demon; a nimble, fox demon with a cunning gaze; and a grotesque snake demon, its tongue flickering... The scene was chaotic and awe-inspiring.

Qiu Feng keenly sensed something was amiss. Initially, he'd simply waited to see what was happening, not planning to get too involved. But then, an inexplicable urge surged within him: a powerful desire to slay every last demon. Qiu Feng pondered, thinking, "There must be something fishy going on here." After a moment's reflection, he finally understood: the young man was probably behind all this. Someone was secretly targeting him, trying to provoke this bloody massacre.

Qiu Feng cast his gaze upon the young man, a flicker of doubt and anger in his eyes. He was about to question him. But before he could open his mouth, the young man took the initiative and approached him. Not a cultivator, he seemed oblivious to the powerful aura emanating from the demon race, and his movements were unaffected. He calmly pulled a megaphone from his pocket, raised it high, and shouted, "A demon is a demon. Their natures are unchangeable. Spare not a single one!" The voice carried far through the megaphone, echoing across the battlefield with a bewitching power.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu had been silently reciting the Heart-Clearing Technique, keeping his mind calm. Otherwise, he might have been spurred on by the young man's words and thrown into a frenzy of killing. Following the young man's cries, the two sides instantly engaged in a fierce battle. The demons fought desperately to save their lives, while the other side, incited by the young man, launched a merciless attack. For a moment, the shouts of killing shook the heavens and blood splattered.

Qiu Feng took advantage of the chaos and quickly came to the young man's side. Suppressing his anger, he asked calmly, "Sir, what on earth are you trying to do? Provoking a fight like this could lead to disaster."

The young man seemed surprised that the leader of the Tiger Sect would dare to question him like this. After a slight pause, he turned around and looked at Qiu Feng with a half-smile, asking, "Sect Leader Qiu, what do you want to say? Are you dissatisfied with the order from above?"

Qiu Feng looked at the young man and moved his lips. He wanted to make a few excuses, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

At this moment, a meaningful smile appeared on the young man's face, and he slowly said, "This is what the higher-ups mean. Sect Leader Qiu, you should understand that your son is still in our hands. If you don't want him to get into any accidents, you'd better be obedient. Do you understand?"

Qiu Feng's heart tightened upon hearing this, and he immediately understood the threat woven into the young man's words. He was furious, yet he knew he had no recourse but to do as he was told. He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his rage. He had been about to offer a retort, but now he could only hold it back.

Seeing Qiu Feng stop talking, the young man nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Sect Master Qiu, remember, this operation must leave no one of the demon tribe alive. Otherwise, the consequences are unpredictable. You should know that we have enough means to make you regret it."

Although Qiu Feng was filled with resentment and anger, he had no choice for his son's safety. Just as he was about to say something, the young man pulled out a photo, waved it in front of Qiu Feng, and sneered, "Remember, there are some things you can't just not do. This photo is evidence. If you don't cooperate, we'll make it appear where it shouldn't be."

Qiu Feng stared at the photo, the rage within him nearly consuming him. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain. But ultimately, he reluctantly loosened his grip, took a deep breath, and, suppressing the rage within him, charged at the demon clan with all his might.

At the same time, Liu Hu also sensed the tense atmosphere on the battlefield. To enhance his own strength, he transformed back into his original form. In a flash of light, Liu Hu transformed into a gigantic, majestic monster. With a deafening roar, he charged towards the enemy without hesitation.

The two sides formally clashed, each exerting their full might. The demons unleashed a variety of powerful spells, shimmering with light and breathtaking force. Undeterred, the inhabitants of the other side, relying on unwavering faith and the weapons in their hands, engaged the demons in a desperate struggle. The battlefield was filled with smoke and the stench of blood. This fierce battle seemed to threaten to overturn the entire land...

Liu Si's body was already covered in scars, blood staining his clothes. The flesh at the wounds had turned inside out, a horrifying sight. Yet, he seemed completely insensitive to the pain, his eyes gleaming with determination and madness as he continued to charge forward recklessly. With every step he took, the wounds on his body opened a little wider, blood splattering, leaving a trail of crimson footprints on the ground. But he paid no heed, as if his heart was fixed on a single obsession: to fight to the end.