Demonic invasion of Lilan 6

"Where are the others? Get him out." Yu Lingyu said as he pointed his hand toward the coffin. "Don't worry, she won't kill him." said the stranger, rubbing his hands together. "I haven't killed the others yet either." His blue eyes lit up every time he spoke. He had a long face and sharp jaws. The man was taller than Lingyu and had a handsome face. "Still, whether they all live or not will be determined by how you behave," he said as he waved his hand around Lingyu's and made a triumphant gesture with his other hand.

"What about that mask," Yu Lingyu protested but the stranger brushed his hand aside as he took off the mask and threw it away. "You-" Yu Lingyu shouted angrily, pushing the stranger aside. "Oh so, you're so beautiful as always." He said, gently caressing Lingyu's cheeks.

"Stop that," Yu Lingyu said, walking away from him. "I thought you were dead. How come you're alive?" The stranger raised his hands to his chest and uttered a sound of pain. The cloak on his head fell and his long hair fell freely over his shoulders. "Don't say such harsh things. Do you hate me that much?" The stranger was smiling even though it was said in a pained tone.

"Hu Mao!"

"Zi Feng!" Hu Mao shouted back. "Ah that's fun, look at your face." Hu Mao said as he bent down and slapped his knees, smiling.

"I was very surprised to see you alive. Ah, I am very sad when I think of my brother who searched for you for so many years." Sitting on the pedestal next to the coffin, Hu Mao placed his right hand under his chin and leaned his elbow on his knee, looking at Yu Lingyu. Yu Lingyu finally gave up his scowl.

"Don't tell him about this." He said, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest. "Oh, don't you know? I couldn't tell him even if I wanted to. He's been kicked out of heaven."

Yu Lingyu "...."

"Oh, you know how he is. He is very stubborn. It happened when he went to attack the Emperor of Heaven." Hu Mao said, tasting it. His facial expressions were all excited and happy. It was never a tone of lament over his brother's plight.

"Where is he now?" Yu Lingyu asked anxiously.

"I don't know, it's not like I want to find him either. He doesn't like me anyway," he said, shrugging his shoulders. But all that time his gaze did not pass Yu Lingyu. Yu Lingyu let out a sigh. Just as expected from Li Jiu! His friend is very stubborn and impulsive. It was surprising that he stayed in heaven for so long.

"you are going to ask how I can live. Zi Feng Oh Zi Feng, if you don't let me live, I'll be dead anyway." Hu Mao said, foreshadowing Yu Lingyu's next problem. "If Li Jiu knows you let me live, he'll break your legs. Right?"

A slight smile appeared on Yu Lingyu's face. Hu Mao seemed amused by it. "Disappearing villagers here, Is that what you're doing?" Lingyu asked, taking a seat next to Hu Mao. "What? There's nothing wrong with that. They see me as a devil anyway."

"Using human essence to survive is not a good thing. Once you get used to it, you can't stop." Although sitting at the base, Yu Lingyu was looking directly at the bunch of plants without looking at Hu Mao. "Mhm." Following Lingyu's gaze, Hu Mao placed his hands behind his head and leaned against the coffin. "I'm glad you're alive." He said from his heart.

"I'm sorry for not doing anything when that happened." A drop of tears was falling on Hu Mao's pale cheeks. "It's not your fault." Yu Lingyu said, patting Hu Mao's shoulder gently. Dwelling on the past will do him no good either.

"If anyone was looking out for me, it would be you. But I could never do anything for you. Zi Feng I really—"

"It's OK." Yu Lingyu said again a little sternly. "I'm going to be free in this life. Away from everything, free." He said turning his head towards the moon. The image of the moon was reflected in his brown eyes. "Now that I've found you, I'm never going to go away from you again." Hu Mao said.

"Hu Mao, do you realize that you are behaving not at all befitting your position?" Yu Lingyu said looking at the God of Destruction who was crying like a child. But at the same time, to his surprise, Hu Mao hugged him. He hid his head on Lingyu's shoulder and cried. After being silent for a while, Lingyu slowly stroked Hu Mao's head with his right hand. After all, even after all this time, Yu Lingyu didn't know what the bond between him and Hu Mao was. brothers? friends? Master disciples? The only thing Yu Lingyu knew was that he sympathized with Hu Mao. "Are you masked because of your demonic mark?" Hu Mao asked between bursts.

"Hmm."

"Then take me with you. I can hide it, Zi Feng, I'm telling the truth." He said as he wrapped his arms around Lingyu's body. "I'm not that important a character, how can I take you with me." Yu Lingyu spoke the truth. His position at Jun Peak never improved. He also cannot tell Hu Mao that he is a clownish poet.

"Oh, you forgot me. I'm a god."

"Hu Mao, let's go our separate ways."

"I will accept the advice if the wind lord says it, but that's just you."

"you-"

"Zi Feng, please let me in. Or I will wipe out the entire city of Lilan."

"Why are you-"

"And your brothers too. Do you think I can't?" Hu Mao said, stepping away from Yu Lingyu.

Yu Lingyu "…."

Indeed, he cannot understand the God of this destruction. But Lingyu did not dare to ignore his warning. After all, Hu Mao always did what he said. If he listened to anyone at all, it was the Wind lord. Commander of the wind Zi Feng!

"Forget it, free my brothers first. I'll think about getting you in." Yu Lingyu said to balance both sides.

"Ha ha, don't show me those little tricks of yours." Hu Mao said firmly.

"Okay, I'll take you with me. Happy? Now release them." Yu Lingyu snorted. He had no idea how to get Hu Mao into the sect without anyone seeing him, but he didn't know the situation of Wu Xuan or the others.

"Come with me." Hu Mao said with a happy smile as he walked over to the plants where the plaques were hanging. "Wait, take him out first," Lingyu said looking at the coffin. Hu Mao's face darkened. "Oh, my vassal is truly a virgin when she dies. Zi Feng, why don't we take him out in the end?"

Yu Lingyu "..."

"Hu Mao!!"

"Okay, okay. Don't scream." Muttering anxiously, Hu Mao waved his right hand slightly, and the lid of the coffin was thrown away. Wu Xuan jumped out with a wail as Yu Lingyu ran towards it.

"Damn it!" he shouted. Yu Lingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry after seeing the current state of Shixiong, the Venerable disciple of the Wen Sect. Wu Xuan's hairband had fallen off, his hair was falling freely over his shoulders, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked like a deranged man sitting on the muddy ground.

"Wu Shixiong? Are you okay or are you hurt?" Yu Lingyu asked as he knelt next to him, and glancing back at the coffin, he rolled over in shock when he saw the dead girl leaning towards them with her hands on its edges. "My God!" he cried, rolling in the mud. Thinking she was yelled at, the girl retreated back into her sleeping position.

"Who are you?"

Wu Xuan's cold sword touched Lingyu's neck and knocked Lingyu to the ground. Wu Xuan pinned Yu Lingyu to the ground with one of his knees. "It's me," Yu Lingyu winced, trying to push Wu Xuan away. He did not remember that his mask had been thrown away. "I am Yu Lingyu."

Wu Xuan was a little taken aback and stared at Yu Lingyu unmoved. The young man was really handsome and gentle. Xuan did not doubt that he was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But this Yu Lingyu???? clownish poet???

"Wu Shixiong, I-I can't breathe."

As if suddenly regaining consciousness, Wu Xuan stepped away from him. Yu Lingyu, who stood up panting, realized that his mask was missing at that moment. 'Oh my god,' he was screaming internally, pulling his hair forward. At what time Xuan sees the devil mark, he will immediately be eliminated. Lingyu looked around for Hu Mao, but he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, a small black weasel curled up next to the coffin. His eyes were fixed on Yu Lingyu as if teasing him.

Hu Mao?

"Yu Shidi? Is this you?" Wu Xuan asked, still gripping his sword tightly. "You don't have any scars, so why?" Yu Lingyu looked at Wu Xuan's reddened face, which was full of attacks of lipstick. While he was thinking of what to say, the weasel ran up to him and Hu Mao's voice echoed in his head.

"He can't see the Devil mark. Don't worry." Yu Lingyu stopped pulling his hair.

"I-I'm just scared. I'm scared to show my face." Lingyu muttered, sounding like a weakling. Taking the weasel in his arms, he stood up slowly and didn't dare to look at Wu Xuan's face anymore.

"Wu Shixiong I found where the rest of us are." Yu Lingyu repeated, breaking the silence between them. "Eh, oh so? Where?" Wu Xuan seemed to be arguing with himself to accept the truth. Lingyu searched for his mask but didn't see where it was thrown, so he gave up on the search. After all his powers were no longer limited without the mask. "Lead the way." Yu Lingyu whispered to the weasel.

"Go ahead directly, Zi Feng let me ride on your shoulders, okay? I'll lead the way." Hu Mao's voice was heard in his head as the time-black weasel wrapped around Lingyu's neck.

"Come with me," Lingyu told Wu Xuan and walked straight forward. Wu Xuan soon followed him.

They continued walking into the forest.

The forest was dark and silent except for the occasional rustle of leaves or snapping of branches. Plants are tall and hardy. Their branches stretched upwards like monsters trying to grasp the sky. The air was thick with the smell of damp soil and rotting leaves.

"Yu Shidi, are you on the right track?" Wu Xuan, who had tied his hair into a bun, asked as he took out his sheath and waved his sword at the ready. "I think so," Yu Lingyu replied. He trusted Hu Mao. He was never the type to betray him. The weasel wrapped around his neck as if cold.

"Yu Shidi," Wu Xuan grabbed his hand and gestured forward with his head. The two hid in a nearby plant. Someone was singing in their ears. It was read in a language no one could understand, but it managed to send a chill down the spine of anyone who heard it. In front of a huge statue made of stone, someone was kneeling and bowing his head towards the statue. The person's features could not be seen, and he was dressed in a long black robe. He was holding a small object in his arms outstretched toward the statue.

Yu Lingyu turned his eyes towards it more curiously, and the small object was a single white skull. A bright green light was radiating from its eye circles.

"What is that?" Yu Lingyu whispered to the weasel. "I don't know that either, I've never seen him before." Hu Mao's voice echoed in his head. "It must be the devil," Xuan answered as if the question had been asked of him. Then Yu Lingyu realized it. The talisman remained unchanged when Wei Yunhe checked for demons. But it was completely different in the temple. The talisman was unable to burn because of Hu Mao. Because he was still a god. So, could the cause of the talisman burning be

Interrupting Yu Lingyu's thoughts, the mysterious one's chant became even more intense. The skull glowed and throbbed as the tone of the chant intensified. "Yu Shidi, we need to get out of here." Wu Xuan said in a slightly alarmed tone.

"If we leave now, what will happen to our brothers?"

"It doesn't concern me."

"Wu Xuan! You go if you must." Lingyu muttered angrily. But with that, the singing stopped, and the mysterious person threw his head back. Wu Xuan quickly pulled Lingyu back, but as he placed his foot, a piece of rotten branch broke with a cracking sound. The skull in the mysterious person's hands shattered with a loud noise, and a huge light that could blind even one's eyes flashed across the forest.

The figure rose slowly. He was very tall and had a very slim figure. The wind blew his dusty cloak from side to side like a flag hanging in the middle of a storm. He raised his hands to the sky and let out a loud cry.

The stone statue was also cracked and a faint greenish light was pulsating from the cracked places. But at the same time, a terrible sound echoed through the forest and the plants began to shake and sway, the earth shook as a series of explosions erupted from place to place. "What the hell?" Grabbing Lingyu's hand, Wu Xuan quickly stepped aside as the tall plant they were hiding in also burst into a green light. As Wu Xuan fell to the ground while Lingyu fell on his body, his shoulder was impaled by a sharp piece of wood. "look out!" Lingyu pulled Xuan towards him to avoid a plant root thrown from the sky.

Wu Xuan escaped from the piece of wood, causing blood to flow out of the wound. Lingyu didn't care. He couldn't even see Xuan's dark clothes soaked in blood in the dim light. They were facing directly towards the mysterious person. Although it was not visible before, his eyes were also glowing green. Dressed in black, it looked like a pair of green eyes floating in the middle of the night.

Wu Xuan stood up, grabbing his sword, and without warning, he twirled the sword and sent a stream of energy toward the mysterious figure. Xuan's attack was so powerful that even nearby unharmed plants were torn from their stems in an instant. But it dissipated on its own, leaving no room for nearness to the mysterious person.

Undeterred, Wu Xuan launched several attacks, but all of them were met with the previous fate. The stranger mumbled something unintelligible and his right hand pointed directly at Wu Xuan, throwing Wu Xuan back like a floating kite. "Wu Shixiong!" Yu Lingyu rushed over, but Wu Xuan did not need his help. He stood up coughing blood and rushed towards the mysterious person, swinging his sword. His sword collided with the mysterious figure's shoulder with a metallic clank. Those green eyes were focused on Wu Xuan and he reached out his right hand, grabbed Xuan's neck, and raised his hand lifting Xuan from the ground.

His sword fell to the ground with a thud and he struggled to free himself from the mysterious man's hand. Yu Lingyu was a little puzzled as to what to do.

Spiritual energy was exploding around Yu Lingyu's clenched hands. The environment around him was swirling with a mysterious wind. Pointing his right hand to his forehead, he raised his lower and middle fingers and muttered something. The air began to stir. A sword was coming out through space, cutting through the barriers of air. Long, thin, and bright. Grabbing it with his left hand, Yu Lingyu quickly threw the sword at the mysterious person. The sword, which was charged with rebellious spiritual energy, missed Wu Xuan in a string and collided with the mysterious person's waist.

Wu Xuan slipped from the mysterious figure's grip and fell to the ground with a thud, coughing up blood. For a moment, a very few moments, Xuan saw a white shadow blowing like the wind near him. Pulling the sword from the mysterious person's waist, Yu Lingyu spun around and launched another attack. The air swirled and a powerful stream of spiritual energy was drawn, causing the mysterious person to retreat several steps. The forest was shaken by the clash of forces. The mysterious person who stared at Yu Lingyu for a very few moments muttered something. This time, it was not difficult for Yu Lingyu to understand.

"fierce wind!"

A black mist appeared from behind the mysterious person and it engulfed him very quickly. He muttered something else as the green eyes disappeared into it.

"Nice to meet you again, Wind Lord!"