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  The King of Ghosts walked up to the feast with a steady and peaceful pace, and Xiao Hui, who was sitting on Gui Lie's shoulder, turned his head around, looking at the back of the King of Ghosts, "Squeak squeak" called out twice, then suddenly fell silent.

  The giant creature lying on the ground seemed to have sensed something, its massive skull moved slightly to one side, lifted up, and its huge eyes also opened, two fierce glows instantly fell onto the Ghost King who was walking over, a low growl, faintly rumbled out from its large mouth.

  "Roar......"

  The originally peaceful and quiet atmosphere in the room suddenly became inexplicably tense, the gluttonous skull and back of the hard shell like iron skin, piece by piece tightly stretched, slowly opened its big mouth, revealing a terrible and sharp teeth.

  The Demon King faced the terrifying monster, but his face showed no fear, instead, his eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and there was an unmistakable hint of madness and longing in them.

  He faced the already enraged Piao Piao beast, without even stopping his footsteps. Behind him, Gui Li stared at his back, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  Obviously, Taotie couldn't bear such provocation, its ferocious appearance was exposed, and the giant body slowly stood up, making an attacking posture.

  On the other hand, the Ghost King seemed to be completely ignoring the reaction of this strange beast, and his entire spirit was focused on observing the situation around Piao Piao.

  Finally, when the Ghost King approached Tiangou, one foot stepped into a distance of three feet from it. Tiangou couldn't bear it anymore and let out a loud roar. The surrounding stone walls shook slightly, and its huge body suddenly rose into the air, baring its teeth and claws, and pounced on the Ghost King together.

  In the originally quiet stone chamber, a strong wind suddenly blew up with that huge body, and the originally neatly arranged tables and chairs were instantly blown away. "Bang bang bang" several sounds, hit the wall and broke into several pieces. When it was said that it was slow, the huge beast had already pounced on the top of the King of Ghosts.

  In the distance, Little Gray the monkey let out a few cries, "Squeak, squeak......" which seemed to have no worried tone, but rather a hint of schadenfreude, as if this clever and spiritual monkey had no good feelings towards this Ghost King who was trapped in danger, and couldn't wait for him to be scared to death with just one slap.

  However, Gui Li's views were apparently not consistent with Xiao Hui's. His originally slightly furrowed eyebrows, after flashing a few threads of barely perceptible doubt in his eyes, wrinkled even more tightly, as if he had seen something he had never anticipated in that instant.

  The enormous body of Taotie, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, swooped down with an astonishing momentum, but in just that brief moment, as if it were a ghost or a demon, the body of the King of Ghosts suddenly vanished into thin air from an impossible location. The majestic and powerful pounce of Taotie ended up being nothing more than a futile attempt.

  The next moment, the gray figure of Gui Wang suddenly appeared behind the stunned Gluttony, stretched out his palm like lightning and grabbed the skin on the back of Gluttony's neck. Looking at him, he seemed to want to use his own magic power to lift this feared monster as if it were a domestic cat or dog.

  This grab seemed slow, but the gluttonous beast couldn't dodge it. A low growl and roar, its neck was already under control. However, the gluttonous beast was an extraordinary creature, and despite being controlled, it didn't show any sign of submission. Instead, it became even more enraged, letting out loud roars continuously. Its entire body's iron-like skin suddenly tightened, making its body swell up by nearly a third. The Demon King's face changed color, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his right hand, which was protected by the Devil Sect's true method of infusing magic. It seemed that even this couldn't withstand the beast's strange strength.

  The Demon King didn't hesitate and took three steps back after releasing his grip.

  Guile and Xiao Hui stood by, looking at it clearly. They saw that the back of the neck of the originally impenetrable Tian Pi had five red scratch marks like fresh blood, and the wound looked very deep. Fresh blood was slowly flowing out.

  The gluttonous beast let out a loud roar, having already fallen into a state of furious rage. It suddenly turned around and faced the Ghost King. Meanwhile, Xiao Hui, who was perched on Gui Li's shoulder, also jumped up, waving its hands wildly and pointing at the Ghost King while letting out shrill cries, appearing extremely indignant.

  Although no one in the stone room knows monkey language, it's clear that Xiao Hui's current monkey language is mostly curses and scolding.

  Xiao Hui scolded a few sentences, seemingly still not satisfied, and was about to jump down to help his friend deal with this despicable Ghost King. Just as he was about to land, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him, grabbing Xiao Hui and pulling him back, it was Gui Li.

  Xiao Hui was shocked and annoyed, and shouted "Chi Chi Chi" non-stop at Gui Li. Gui Li pretended not to hear, only frowning and staring at the scene. Xiao Hui had just shouted a couple of sentences when he suddenly turned his head around, apparently attracted by something in the scene.

  In the midst of a deafening roar, the giant body with sharp fangs and teeth pounced on the King of Ghosts, but this time, he didn't intend to dodge, instead, he raised his arm.

  A dark red glow flashed from the sleeve of the Ghost King, silently but instantly filling the entire stone chamber with a faint bloody aura.

  A low, strange howl burst forth in the desolate and empty space, without any sound of tearing fabric, yet it seemed to rip apart the space within the stone chamber. Even the most thunderous and shocking roars were reduced to silence by it.

  A dark red light, suddenly surging, had enveloped the entire body of Gui Wang, flickering uncertainly. The surroundings were already unclear, and it seemed that Jiao Ze also felt something. In astonishment, there was a hint of fear, and he involuntarily took a step back.

  An ancient cauldron, looking a bit worn and damaged, slowly rose from the depths of the red light. As it appeared, the stone room was filled with a bloody glow, and everything was stained crimson. The smell of blood was extremely pungent, making one feel nauseous.

  His eyes showed even more fear, but under the stimulation of this bloody breath, it seemed that the ferocity hidden in his bones was also tempted to erupt. After a few moments of hesitation, he did not turn around and run away, but instead let out a loud roar and pounced on the ancient cauldron again.

  In the distance, Gui Li's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his body involuntarily moved slightly, and then he forcibly restrained himself, his eyes fixed intently on the ancient tripod.

  It was a long time ago, about ten years ago, on the Flowing Waves Mountain in the East Sea, he had also seen this ancient divine artifact, but unexpectedly, when he saw it again today, it seemed to have completely changed its appearance.

  The enormous body of Taotie pounced towards the Fowlong Cauldron, but just three feet away from it, suddenly, a loud roar came from within the cauldron, as if there was a low and mysterious incantation being chanted in the void. A red light immediately descended upon Taotie's head, enveloping its entire body.

  Yu Fang's body trembled all over, his face showed extreme pain, he looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, but as if he had been drained of all his energy, he fell to the ground in mid-air. The ghost beside him changed his expression slightly, the power of the Fulong Cauldron was beyond his expectations, it was clear that it was no longer comparable to what it was like in the past.

  The current Fulong Ding's power has changed beyond recognition in the past decade. With the help of Gui Xian, the Ghost King deciphered the inscriptions on the Ding and collected the divine powers of the spiritual beasts to activate the "Four Spirits Blood Array". Currently, the Fulong Ding has gathered the powers of three divine beasts: Kui Niu, Huang Niao, and Zhu Long. Although Tian Gou is a strange beast, its power is far inferior compared to the other three divine beasts. Moreover, this ancient artifact, the Dragon Ding, has an eerie power that amplifies the Four Spirits Blood Array's might as the divine beast powers grow stronger. As soon as they clashed, Tian Gou was instantly suppressed.

  At this moment, only the red light flickers, as if it were a real entity, tightly wrapping and binding the enormous body of Taotie. Taotie's whole body trembles with extreme pain, but can't move at all, even its roar in its mouth quickly becomes low and weak, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

  In the stone room, the bloody atmosphere grew even heavier. The Ghost King looked at the Glutton who was crawling on the ground and unable to move, his eyes flashing with a mad joy. He suddenly threw back his head and laughed loudly, his appearance greatly different from normal, like a madman.

  At this strange moment, a loud cry of "squeak squeak" suddenly came, and the greedy glutton who was tightly bound by the red light also turned its head with difficulty. It was precisely Little Gray. He resolutely jumped out of mid-air, landed beside the glutton, stretched out his hand to assist, but the red glow seemed to be an illusory brilliance. Little Gray's hand reached out, but let out a cry and jumped back, apparently having suffered a hidden loss.

  The little gray wolf bared its teeth and snarled, looking extremely angry. The ghost king also showed his sharp teeth, making a provocative gesture. Unbeknownst to the ghost king, under the illumination of that flashing red light like fresh blood, his eyes had turned blood-red. At this moment, he suddenly turned his head back, and in an instant, his killing intent surged greatly. Without saying another word, a black aura suddenly rose up from the red light and rushed out, colliding with Xiao Fan's counterattack.

  The little hero was not a fuel-efficient lamp or a useless monkey, although he was annoyed, but also saw the fierce light trembling in the black air, and did not dare to harden it, jumped aside several times, and flashed past.

  One strike missed, the Ghost King let out a long howl, and the black air's speed instantly doubled. At the same time, it seemed to split into several paths, each path of black air like thunder, slashing down from all sides.

  Xiao Hui's hands and feet moved quickly, dodging and hiding in the narrow space. Just as she was about to be hit by the dark energy, she narrowly escaped, but her precarious situation was already exposed. Several times, she almost got struck by the black air.

  The Demon King, for some reason, showed no mercy towards the monkey, and a low hum was heard in the dark energy. A blood-red palm suddenly condensed out of thin air and struck down, just as Little Gray had been forced into a desperate situation by the dark energy and could retreat no further.

  Just at the critical moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, passing through the fierce wind and the black gas with a strong murderous aura, grabbed the monkey's tail and pulled it outward. The little grey body instantly flew up and flew backward, while the ferocious black gas that was intercepting behind it somehow dispersed.

  Xiao Hui flew out safely, escaping with his life, but the Ghost King hidden in the depths of Hong Mang seemed to let out a roar of anger, and the killing intent grew stronger. The black air around him instantly condensed into a giant red palm print, slapping down towards Xiao Hui's arm. Behind Hong Mang, the Fow Dragon Cauldron slowly began to rotate, with strange, glowing runes flowing within its body, and eerie incantations faintly visible, filling the air with an ominous killing intent.

  Blood splashed before his eyes, and in the flash of an instant, the ghostly figure of Gui Li appeared, it was he who had saved Xiao Hui's life at the critical moment. At the same time, he also turned to face the strange and unpredictable power of the Fulong Cauldron that the Ghost King had started to stir up for some unknown reason without stopping.

  The howling sound grew more and more mournful, the blood-red palm prints flashing with an eerie, ancient tripod-like symbol. It pounced forward, but Ghostly Brow's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, yet he showed no intention of retreating in the face of this extraordinary evil spell. His arms rose, and just before the blood-red palm prints arrived like lightning, he drew a Taiji diagram in the empty space in front of him.

  A burst of blue light, like a clear spring pouring into the parched earth, filled the room with an aura of slaughter, and it was as if the air had been shaken. The Taiji diagram was surrounded by a clear aura, and this was indeed the pure and orthodox Qingyunmen's divine and wondrous method, "Taiji Xuanqing Dao".

  A crimson red seal, the next moment came thundering, crashing onto the Taiji diagram.

  Unexpectedly, there was no earth-shattering boom or commotion as imagined. On the contrary, like a mud cow entering a muddy pond, there was not a single sound. Only that red blood mark hovered in mid-air, blocking further progress. The ghost's face suddenly turned bright red, as if about to drip with blood.

  His sharp eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and he stared deeply into the depths of the red glow. He let out a cold snort, and his feet moved as he retreated backwards. With each step back, the red bloodstain advanced one step forward. At the same time, with each step back that Ghostly Cruel took, his hands did not stop for even a moment. His fingers rose and fell, and the seals on his hands changed, the Taiji diagram between his hands shining brightly, yet without weakening in the slightest.

  When he retreated to the third step, his hands formed a treasure bottle seal, and his face had already returned to normal with a faint golden glow on the edge of the Taiji diagram. When he returned to the fifth step, his hands transformed into a flower-picking seal, and the golden light and green gas of the Taiji diagram shone together. By the time he retreated seven steps, Gui Li was already leaning against the stone wall with no way to retreat, but at this moment, Gui Li's face had returned to its original state without any unusual redness.

  With a shake of both hands, Gui Li had already formed the Buddhist Vajra Mudra seal.

  In an instant, golden light surged forth, majestic and solemn, radiating in all directions. It was as if divine Buddhas were chanting scriptures in the surroundings, their low and pleasant voices filling the air. The Taiji diagram spun rapidly, its golden edges gleaming brightly. The red bloodstain was gradually engulfed by the Taiji diagram, disappearing from sight.

  The golden light filled the sky, shooting straight up and suppressing the Ghost King's Blood Halberd. In the depths of the red halberd, a furious roar echoed, clearly indicating that the person was now enraged. The red light flickered wildly, accompanied by several mournful wails. The gluttons on the ground were sucked in by the red light, and their massive bodies were absorbed into the Fow Dragon Cauldron, disappearing from sight in an instant.

  The face of the Ghost King gradually emerged from the red mist, his white hair flying about, his eyes glowing bright red, and an aura of murder surrounding him. Gone was his usual calm demeanor, replaced by that of a mad killer. Meanwhile, Gui Li showed no fear whatsoever, instead taking large strides forward to meet him.

  The dragon cauldron spun non-stop, the strange inscriptions on its body flickered incessantly, and the red light flashed wave after wave. The Ghost King's right hand was raised, and the huge ancient cauldron had already fallen into his right hand, looking as if a heavenly demon had descended to the world, extremely terrifying.

  The ghostly figure's body shone with a brilliant light, and it was clear that he had also gathered all his spiritual powers to engage in this final battle of life and death.

  Two great masters faced each other, their killing intent palpable. This sudden and intense battle seemed to have made them both forget the reason behind it, as if they had suddenly lost the rationality that had been suppressed in their hearts for many years, going all out to kill each other with their inner demons running wild.

  The ghostly figure strode forward, getting closer and closer to the Ghost King, whose eyes grew increasingly intense with killing intent. The Fow Dragon Cauldron slowly tilted in mid-air, aiming directly at Gui Li's body.

  A great war is about to break out before one's very eyes.

  No one would have thought that the two most important figures of the demonic cult today would inexplicably fall into a life-and-death battle in such a remote stone chamber.

  "Boom!"

  ……

  A loud shout came from inside the stone chamber.

  The two men, Gui Wang and Gui Li, seemed to have seen the faint twitch at the corner of each other's eyes, but in that split second, neither of them made a move.

  The stone door slowly fell down, and outside the door, a figure slowly appeared, a figure that seemed to be trembling slightly.

  "Stop!"

  That voice was slender, with anger, incomprehension and a hint of panic, the black-veiled Yu Ji, also known as Zhu Que in the demonic sect, stood at the door.

  Can't see her face under the black veil, but that anger and resentment, burst out.

  "What... what are you two doing? Have you both gone mad?"

  In the stone room, a silence, two men staring at each other, also silent, not speaking, in the air, that murderous aura, surprisingly still lingering.

  "Fine, fine, fine!" Youji seemed to be biting her lip, speaking angrily through gritted teeth. She raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction: "Go ahead and kill, kill, it's all the same if you're dead. Do you still remember or not, that place, that place..."

  His voice was a little hoarse, "In that icy stone room, is there still someone lying on the stone platform? Have you all forgotten?"

  "Which of you still remembers these two words: Bi Yao?"

  The red blood thorn quietly dissipated; The dazzling blue and golden light gradually retracted and disappeared.

  The old murderous aura and bloody smell in the stone room disappeared like a tide at some point.

  There is only silence, still lingering here, unwilling to leave.

  Two men gazed at each other, and in their eyes, there seemed to be an unspoken spark colliding.

  Youqi stomped her foot in anger and turned to leave without looking back, heading in the direction of Biyao's Ice Stone Chamber. The two men who remained in the stone chamber seemed to still be in a standoff, secretly probing for some secrets.

  After a long time, the Demon King suddenly hummed softly and with a wave of his right hand, he placed the Fow Dragon Cauldron in his palm. He took large strides to walk out of the room. As he passed by Gui Lie's side, his eyes gleamed with a sharp light that seemed to pierce through everything.

  The fierce sunlight at that moment did not shine on Gui Wang, but instead fell onto Fú Lóng's body.

  The ancient tripod, with many subtle damages, still has a deep blue-purple color on its body. Many twisted mysterious inscriptions can be clearly seen. On the back of the tripod, among those inscriptions, there is a pattern that caught Gui Li's eye: flames are burning fiercely, and in the firelight, a giant tripod is being roasted. Around the giant tripod, four strange beasts, either birds or animals, are looking up at the sky and howling. Above the giant tripod, dark clouds are rolling, revealing a ferocious and terrifying devil face, staring down at the world with a sinister smile.

  The pattern flashed before Gui Lie's eyes, but somehow it had already left a deep impression on his mind and couldn't be shaken off. In his impression, he felt that the face of the demon king was somewhat familiar, but for a moment, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall whether he had ever seen this demon king before.

  The King of Ghosts quickly walked out of the stone room and disappeared outside the door, and the stone room returned to calm. The little monkey Xiao Hui jumped over from one side, jumped onto Gui Jiang's shoulder, slowly sat down, but there was no joy on his face, occasionally turning his head to look at the door, and making a low "squeak, squeak" sound in his mouth.

  The ghost's face was stern and silent, he stretched out his hand to gently touch Xiao Hui's head, after a moment of silence, he let out a soft sigh, then turned around and walked out of the stone room, walking away with a leisurely pace.

  The long corridor seems to lead in all directions, just like the path of life, no one knows where to go, or even if you think you know, that road will lead to where, who can know?

  Half a time later, Gui Li stopped his footsteps, stunned and unable to speak, finding that the place where he stopped was outside the ice stone chamber.

  A thick stone wall stretched out before him, but he suddenly felt a little afraid. Even when facing the Ghost King Fow Dragon Cauldron's demonic law, he didn't show any fear, yet at this moment, he couldn't help but feel afraid.

  That stone gate stood quietly upright in front of him.

  A slightly trembling hand reached out.

  In the initial opening of that gap, vaguely, he saw a slender figure standing in front of the icy stone platform, and in the air, there seemed to be a clear and familiar bell sound.

  He seemed to be in a trance.