He Qing pretended to be calm and whispered to Su Guang in secret: "This mask is completely useless, why don't you say anything?"
Su Guang looked up at her, his narrow eyes revealing innocence: "Master asked me to wear it, so of course I have to wear it."
Shi Tianxiao felt the fluctuations in magic between the two men, but he didn't care. Now that Su Guang's identity was revealed, he no longer took He Qing seriously.
He lifted up his clothes and knelt on one knee, shouting: "Master Tianxiao, I pay my respects to the young master! I respectfully welcome the young master out of seclusion!" The voice infused with magic echoed on both sides of the Sandu River, shaking people's hearts as if they were hit by a heavy hammer.
Seeing this, the other demon cultivators, regardless of distance, also knelt down and saluted: "Welcome Young Master out of retreat!"
For a moment, echoes were heard everywhere, giving a grand feeling of thousands of troops lined up in front of one's face. However, He Qing looked at the kneeling demon cultivators and raised his eyebrows without comment. He thought that these people were pretending to be serious, and the place where the young master was in seclusion was not in the Sandu River. If one did not know the details, one might really think that these people were here to pick up the young master.
Suguang had enough of playing in the water, so he slowly stood up on his knees, took off his mask and played with it in his hands, saying, "I came to Sanzu River to do something. If you have had enough of the scenery, you can do whatever you want."
Shi Tianxiao stood up without waiting for Suguang's order, and looked at Suguang with sharp eyes: "Young Master, your demonic energy is scattered and not gathered, your body is weak and your energy is weak, it looks like you are injured?"
Su Guang looked at him jokingly, as if he were talking to an old friend: "Yes, I am injured. If you want to rebel, today is the best time."
After hearing this, Shi Tianxiao looked at Su Guang with some disappointment. He shook his head and sighed, "Young Master, you are too serious. We have never thought about this before. It is because you are young and frivolous that you are unwilling to listen to the advice of us."
For people like Shi Tianxiao, the fact that Suguang emerged from the Sanzu River and was born with a strong demonic aura must have come from the instructions of the Demon God, who wanted Suguang to lead the path of demons to glory. The fact that Suguang's cultivation level had greatly increased forty years ago also confirmed this conjecture.
However, Su Guang went against the will of the Demon God and betrayed his spirit. Not only did he turn a blind eye to all matters concerning the Demon Path, he even executed the demon cultivators who were bent on making the Demon Path stronger. This was a betrayal.
When he was excited, Shi Tianxiao stretched out his arms in a heroic manner: "The Demon God is a supernatural being that protects all living beings. He abandoned the way of the immortals and created the way of the demons, intending to break the rules of the way of heaven, take his fate into his own hands, flatten the gate of the immortals, and let the demon cultivators stand at the top and be admired by thousands of people. This is the meaning of the existence of the demon path. The Demon God is the ultimate belief of the cultivators in the world!"
Hearing this, Su Guang couldn't help laughing: "The will of the devil? Spirit? How come you are also inspired by the devil?"
Although the tone was light, the sarcasm in the words was too obvious, as if he was saying, "You haven't received any inspiration at all, so why are you talking here? What is the will and spirit of the devil?" Shi Tianxiao's face was a little embarrassed, and He Qing also turned his head away, pursed his lips and tried to hold back his laughter.
Seeing that Suguang was stubborn, Shi Tianxiao said with a gloomy face: "Young Master, your appearance has brought together the demon cultivators who had been scattered for tens of thousands of years. I have never denied this contribution. I did not rebel forty years ago, and I will naturally not rebel forty years later. I only hope that Young Master can hand over those demon beasts to me for the sake of the great cause of the demon path. I, Shi Tianxiao, will take on the unfulfilled wish of the demon god."
Su Guang lowered his eyes and smiled, then extended a hand to He Qing, who had been watching the show for a long time. At the same time, he took off the palace bell from his waist, activated the magic slightly, and the bell rang melodiously. Invisible sound waves, centered on him, quickly spread out in all directions like ripples.
As the ringing sound became more shrill and high-pitched, the sound gradually turned into a sharp and screaming sound, and the red flowers and strange rocks on the shore were all smashed into powder wherever the sound waves reached.
He Qing held Su Guang's hand, closed his eyes and concentrated, suppressing the demonic shadow that appeared in front of him due to the ringing of the bell. When he opened his eyes again, all the demon cultivators with insufficient cultivation were bleeding from all seven orifices, covering their ears and wailing in pain, rolling on the ground, including Chi Ying.
He Qing frowned, and used his shadow to wrap around Chi Ying and pull her to his side. But before he could block her hearing, the ringing of the bell suddenly stopped, and Su Guang had already put his arms around her waist and jumped into the Sanzu River.
Almost at the same time as the two of them moved, the little turtle in the palace bell showed its huge original form, wrapped in a golden barrier and fell into the water, so that He Qing and Su Guang could stand steadily on its carapace.
The demon cultivator on the shore who had withstood Gong Ling's attack wanted to chase after it but stopped. Seeing the monster right in front of them, he was unable to enter the river to stop it.
Shi Tian smiled as he looked at the monster that was carrying the two of them to the other side, and growled, "Young Master! You can't get away!"
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When standing on the shore, the river channel of Sanzu River did not look wide, but when he really reached the river, He Qing realized that the distance between the two banks of the river was ridiculously far. The river bank in front was obviously very close, but the monster swam for a long time and did not get closer, as if it was standing still.
After standing for less than half a day, He Qing simply broke free from Su Guang's arms, sat cross-legged on the tortoise shell, and said expressionlessly: "If you really come here to reincarnate, I'm sorry I can't see you off." If the Sanzu River is, as the legend says, a place connecting the human world and the ghost world, then isn't the other side of the river hell?
Suguang followed Heqing and sat down. He bent his right leg leisurely, looked at Heqing and said with a smile: "Unhappy?"
He Qing was silent for a long time before he turned his head to look at him and said firmly: "You are not injured at all."
Su Guang raised his eyebrows without commenting: "What do you mean?"
"The magic you just used is far more powerful than what I taught you," He Qing tried his best to control himself without any expression, and stated calmly: "You are obviously not injured, but you have been lying to me."
Su Guang looked at He Qing seriously, and seemed to unconsciously reach out to touch her face, but she turned her head away. His eyes suddenly darkened, and he said with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "I'm not lying to you, I am hurt."
"Really?" He Qing raised his chin slightly and said coldly: "If the injury is really so serious, how could you possibly use ten..." His voice stopped abruptly.
"What can you say? The Secret Demonic Sounds of the Twelve Capitals?" Su Guang looked at He Qing's evasive eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Why doesn't Master dare to say it out loud?"
He Qing's throat tightened when he was stared at, so he simply turned his head away and stopped looking at him, crossing his arms, refusing to communicate any further.
Su Guang let out a slow laugh, picked up a strand of hair from behind He Qing and entwined it with his fingertips, and said calmly, "Master, how long do you want to deceive yourself?"
"…"
Su Guang said, "You already know who I am, don't you, Master?"