Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 802
Du Yuxiu’s heart skipped a beat and his pupils suddenly shrank.
how come……
That chain is a precious magic weapon refined by the ancient demon lord. It has always been the demon sect’s treasure of suppressing the sect. Even the leader Tang Siling cannot break free.
How could Tang Sijin, whose spiritual roots were seriously injured by him and couldn’t even control his transformation into a phantom or a human being, be… broken so easily?
He remembered that the leader said that to break the chain, one must have cultivation level above the Mahayana stage.
When did Tang Sijin’s power become so strong?
“I…I…I just said…ahhh!”
Du Yuxiu was shaken physically and mentally, his forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and he couldn’t even speak normally.
However, Si Jin would not give him a chance to speak, so he burned the person’s neck open.
With the dripping blood, Du Yuxiu’s fragile soul that had just recovered was pulled out.
In front of many demon cultivators in the prison, he was torn apart.
The soul was broken into several pieces, fell on the demon cultivators, and dissipated within a moment.
The smell of pain filled the entire cell.
Holding a sword, the black-clothed demon cultivator who was about to kill Si Jin already had his legs trembling.
The weapon “crackled” fell to the floor.
At this time, the young man who killed people and shattered souls turned around with a smile and spoke softly.
“You said that before killing someone, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to first understand the other person’s cultivation level?”
Hearing this, the demon cultivators immediately fell to the ground and knelt in worship.
“Congratulations to the Second Young Master to succeed you as the new leader of the Demon Sect!”
With the first batch, there is the second batch.
But one day, Si Jin was surrounded by demon cultivators and took the seat of the leader.
He came to the demon sect’s main hall and raised his hand to smash Tang Siling’s throne into pieces. “I don’t like it. Let’s get a new one.”
“yes!”
… …
Si Jin walked around the Demon Cult and almost destroyed everything he felt was dirty.
Even the palace was rebuilt by the demon cultivators.
That night, Mu Linyuan brought Tang Siling, who had no spiritual roots.
Because Si Jin was in charge, he was not hindered at all.
Even the demon cultivators who were usually oppressed by Tang Siling cheered.
Tang Siling did not expect that all his careful plans for stable trading would be destroyed by Si Jin in just one day.
Instead he became a prisoner.
Therefore, when Mu Linyuan threw him in front of Si Jin, he almost broke his teeth with hatred.
Tang Sijin, the younger brother of the demon sect’s twins, wasn’t he just used as a stepping stone for his older brother?
If his mother hadn’t saved him back then, Tang Si Jin would have been killed by him long ago to help him increase his cultivation!
If it weren’t for my mother…
“Where’s the mother?” Si Jin didn’t want to talk nonsense with him, so he asked the original owner about the whereabouts of his biological mother.
Xiaoyao said that the original owner’s mother was imprisoned by Tang Siling and tortured.
He searched around the Demon Cult today and saw no one.
But the original owner’s wish was to go home again and see his mother.
“Mother… mother… hahahahaha!”
Hearing this title, Tang Siling suddenly laughed.
The sinister voice was full of vicious pleasure: “I had pulled out the spiritual root of that confused old woman a long time ago and sacrificed it to the Demon Lord.”
“It is said that anyone who sacrifices to the Demon Lord can gain his favor. Isn’t this…”
Tang Siling said, holding on to the wounds all over his body, he gritted his teeth and stood up.
“Even if I lose my spiritual roots now, I can still… regenerate.”
“I wanted your spiritual root before, but I just didn’t want to suffer the pain of having your spiritual root separated from my body, as if I was about to die.”
“But now, with the help of Mu Xianzun, it is no longer necessary.”
“And the more spiritual roots I regenerate, the more powerful I will be.”
As he spoke, the spiritual power in his hands gathered again.
Thunder fire flashed, with the power of the early stage of Mahayana, directly aimed at Si Jin on the main seat.
Hit him out with one palm.
boom–
