Master of Strange Dao

A flash of divine light appeared, and You Zhen materialized on the ground.

King Xiang hurried to pay his respects.

Old Yang had already started unsealing.

He could imagine the expression on that Devil's face when it emerged and saw the scene here.

The thought made him want to laugh.

Unsealing, he removed the metal box, then, following the method recorded in the Jade Scroll, he sequentially revealed those talismans, then put them all away.

The Devil inside the metal box, sensing the suppression diminishing, couldn't bear it anymore. The thumping heartbeat could be clearly heard by everyone present.

Yu Ziqing had already drawn the rusty sword, ready for any unexpected situation, and grinned.

"Let's begin."

The final seal was released, and the moment the metal box opened, a surge of demonic Qi gushed out.

The torso of the Old Emperor Zhen was bound by chains, lying inside the metal box.

The torso, buoyed by the demonic Qi, began to float slowly.

The demonic Qi automatically formed limbs, and black Qi swirled on the head, slowly condensing into the form of a Heavenly Demon, his arrogant laughter echoing along.

However, just as the laughter began, it suddenly stopped.

He saw King Xiang and You Zhen; Yu Ziqing and Old Yang were ignored as nobodies.

He recognized King Xiang and You Zhen.

He sensed something was wrong.

Trying to escape, the nobody Mountain Goat Demon sneered and stomped his hoof.

The Devil Suppression Array activated fully, suppressing him on the spot.

This was the purest of Devil Suppression Arrays, with the core inscribed with the True Name of Freedom Heaven, specifically targeting him.

King Xiang and You Zhen, one on either side, used their methods to firmly suppress his physical body.

Another nobody charged forward, with the power of the Hungry Ghost Dao surging, rushing behind him and biting into that black Qi.

With a huge bite, the Devil Thought mixed with demonic Qi, causing him to become Devilic on the spot.

The Yin God opened its eyes, reaching out its hands to embrace a mass of Devil Thought, and its mouth stretched wider than its head, swallowing it in one gulp.

As the pure Devil Thought was ingested, the sunken abdomen began to slightly rise.

Yu Ziqing knew that eating this way was slower, but there was no other choice; this was the least wasteful method.

He had the whole day to slowly consume.

If he used adjudicated power to provoke Hungry Ghost Dao power beyond his limit, the cutting would be fast, and digestion faster.

Thus, when everything returned to normal, there wouldn't be much left.

He didn't activate his abilities, relying entirely on the current Fourth-tier power to devour the Heavenly Demon; all power would be digested by the Yin God and transformed into regular strength.

As the day was mostly gone, with just an hour remaining, Yu Ziqing sighed regretfully.

The brightness of the array began to dim, and the struggle of the Heavenly Demon grew more intense.

King Xiang and You Zhen were also on the verge of being unable to suppress him.

The sound of the beating heart was like the Evil Devil pounding drums, with a sinister power trying to allure everyone's heartbeat, until the heart exploded.

With a physical body, even the Devil Suppression Array couldn't easily handle the Heavenly Demon.

Yu Ziqing felt the Yin God, which had at least a nine-month beer belly, pondered briefly, and decided to quit while ahead.

There would be more opportunities to eat this Heavenly Demon in the future, at least six meals from one demon.

He drew out the rusty sword and muttered a word.

"Freedom Heaven."

The next moment, the rusty sword unsheathed itself, transforming into the Hungry Ghost Sword.

As he transformed into the nobody Hungry Ghost, wielding the Hungry Ghost Sword, he struck down with the sword.

The sword light flashed, and the Heavenly Demon's head flew off, transforming into a black mist, caught by the Hungry Ghost's other hand, transformed into a braised pork leg, and devoured in large gulps.

The moment the Heavenly Demon's head emerged, before a word was uttered, another sword descended.

The nobody Hungry Ghost ate with delight.

"This time, it tastes better, with a compound flavor."

The Heavenly Demon raged with frustration.

"I..."

The head was chopped off.

"I..."

The head was chopped off again.

Before being unsealed, he thought someone had rescued him. Along the way, he patiently waited, not causing trouble; little did he expect such a scene, not even letting him utter a complete sentence.

All morning, he was continually gnawed on by this Devilic guy, making his head unable to fully cohere, maintaining a black mist form throughout.

Now this guy turned into a ghost, decapitating him with a single sword, and eating even more enthusiastically.

When had Heavenly Demons become food?

After more than an hour, the Devil Thoughts of the Heavenly Demon completely dissipated, and the Hungry Ghost Sword slashed away the last trace, transforming into a Little Mantou, thrown casually into Yu Ziqing's mouth.

Continuing to slash for one incense stick, nothing remained.

Only the final torso was left, with the limbs formed by demonic Qi starting to crumble, transforming into demonic Qi and dispersing.

Yu Ziqing took out dozens of demonic Qi jars, beginning to collect the demonic Qi without wasting any.

This time, feasting on the Heavenly Demon was easier than the last.

Old Yang transformed the array into a dining table, two Ninth Tier supported the plates, allowing him to devour them boldly.

Heavenly Demons, eating one meant having one less; relying on Freedom Heaven to support his Hungry Ghost Dao cultivation would be challenging.

This time, he digested at most one-fifth, even one-sixth; the rest, devoured after drawing the sword, would retain one-twentieth at best.

This wasted over half of a Heavenly Demon.

Next time, no matter what, he'd wait until the Hungry Ghost Dao advanced to the Fifth Tier before saying anything, at least to waste less.

The demonic Qi on the torso of the Old Emperor Zhen, losing the main body of the Heavenly Demon, continuously dissipated, being expelled by its Qi-blood.

In just a moment, the torso returned to normal, the heart in the chest beating like a drum, losing its previous eeriness, and instead becoming awe-inspiring and grandly pure with Qi-blood power.

You Zhen stepped forward, his torso slowly dissipating, with the newly found torso filling in.

At the joint of the right leg and torso, flesh and blood grew, restoring itself to its original form automatically.

Old Emperor Zhen's collection was two out of six complete.

Yu Ziqing's Hungry Ghost Dao cultivation, with this harvest thoroughly digested, would at least reach the Fourth-tier Peak, maybe even advance.

Yet watching You Zhen fuse with the torso, Yu Ziqing still harbored some regret.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say, separating the two, one in the north, one in the south of the locust forest, was so much better.

Considering the previous encounter with Li Liangqiu, Yu Ziqing could only painfully abandon his initial beautiful thought.

If You Zhen had a torso then, with a heart pumping blood and a core of power, that face-to-face sneak attack might indeed have kicked Li Liangqiu to death on the spot.