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She was going to find the Ghost Clan. She naively thought that she might be able to persuade that already depraved demon to lay down his butcher's knife.
She wanted to end it all in her own way, even if the price was her...life.
Chapter 202 The Phantom Princess is Injected with Pleasure! The Demon Clan Wants to Molest Her
Hong Kong's nights are never short of dazzling lights and extravagant indulgences. However, beneath this glamorous facade, countless dark secrets and crimes lurk.
On the top floor of an abandoned industrial building in Kowloon, lies one of the lairs of the Ghost Clan—the Rakshasa Palace.
Contrary to the sinister and terrifying den of iniquity that people imagine, this place has been transformed into an extremely luxurious sky palace with a morbid aesthetic.
Outside the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, the dazzling lights of Hong Kong's countless homes shone brightly. Inside the hall, the floor was covered with pure white fur carpets made from the fur of unknown mythical beasts, the walls were adorned with priceless abstract paintings, and the air was filled with the decadent aroma of top-grade ambergris mixed with the scent of rich cigars.
Gui Zhongdao was reclining on a bizarre throne crafted from human skeletons and rare metals. He wore a well-tailored, bespoke suit and gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a refined and scholarly appearance, much like a university professor.
But beneath this refined exterior lies an ambition more insane and twisted than any demon.
"Heh..." He looked at the wine glass filled with amber liquid in his hand and let out a low, pleasant chuckle. "What a wonderful taste... power, money, fear... and despair. This world is much more interesting than our monotonous, dog-eat-dog world."
Just then, a figure silently emerged from the shadows of the hall; it was none other than Huan Ji.
Her arrival did not seem to surprise Gui Zhongdao. He didn't even raise his head, but simply swirled the wine glass in his hand casually.
"You've finally come..." His voice was calm, yet tinged with a cat-and-mouse playfulness. "I thought you were going to hide in that warm monk's den for the rest of your life."
As Huanji looked at this kin who performed evil with such elegance, the last shred of hope in her heart shattered completely. She knew that persuasion was useless, and only a cold resolve remained in her eyes.
“Ghostly Path,” her voice was as cold as the moon, “Stop. What you have done has violated the taboos of two worlds. It’s not too late to turn back now.”
"Hahahaha..." Upon hearing this, Gui Zhongdao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with undisguised contempt and mockery.
"Stop? Huanji, you're still as adorably naive as ever." He slowly rose from his throne and walked step by step toward Huanji. "What do you think I'm pursuing? Is it to return to that ignorant, backward world that only knows how to follow the so-called 'laws of nature'?"
“No, no, no.” He extended a finger and shook it gently. “What I want is domination! Absolute control! I want all of humanity in this world to be intoxicated by the ‘pleasure’ I bestow upon them! I want them to kneel at my feet and worship me as… a god, just to obtain this sliver of pleasure!”
His eyes gleamed with a frenzied, burning light!
“And you, my pure Illusion Princess…” He walked up to the Illusion Princess, reached out and lightly lifted a strand of her long hair, brought it to his nose and took a deep sniff, “…you will be the most perfect sacrifice in my great ‘Genesis’. Your ‘Source of Life’ will become the most dazzling pearl on my new world map.”
"Don't even think about it!" Huan Ji's eyes flashed with unprecedented rage!
A pure, emerald-green energy erupted from her body! However, faced with this immense life energy, enough to revive withered trees, Gui Zhongdao merely sneered disdainfully.
"Too weak, Princess Eboshi. Your power is for creation, while mine is for destruction."
Before he finished speaking, a purple demonic aura, even colder and thicker than a swamp at night, swept out from his body, instantly swallowing and suppressing Huan Ji's emerald green energy!
Several purple tentacles, formed from pure demonic power, suddenly stretched out from behind him, like venomous snakes hunting their prey, and tightly bound Huan Ji's limbs!
"Let me go!" Huanji struggled desperately, but to no avail.
"Don't rush." Gui Zhongdao adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a devilishly elegant smile appearing on his face. "Before becoming a sacrifice, I will let you taste the sweet fruit of your own 'source of life'."
He took out a metal syringe that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket. The syringe contained a tube of dark purple liquid that emitted an eerie fluorescence. It was the highest concentration of "pleasure" concentrate!
"I want you to experience firsthand that blissful, decadent state, and then, carrying this supreme joy, offer me everything you have..."
He held the syringe and slowly walked toward the beautiful sacrifice, who was bound in mid-air and whose eyes were filled with despair and humiliation.
The needle, gleaming with a cold metallic light, pierced Huan Ji's snow-white neck, injecting pleasure into her body...
Huanji's (Zhao's) snow-white skin began to turn crimson.
Just as the demon was about to tear off her clothes, he tied...
"boom--!!!!!"
A deafening roar suddenly erupted!
The enormous floor-to-ceiling windows of the Rakshasa Palace, made of special bulletproof glass, were blasted into countless fragments from the outside by an incredibly domineering force!
The night wind blew shards of glass wildly back in!
A figure, bathed in moonlight and radiating a blazing golden Buddhist light, stepped through the void and slowly entered, like a deity descending to earth!
There was no mercy in his eyes, only overwhelming killing intent that could cause millions of corpses to fall when he was enraged!
"The Way of the Ghosts,"
"Your death has come."
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Chapter 203 The Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Vajra Subdues Demons! Dragon Flame Saves Illusion Princess
The appearance of Long Yan was unexpected by the Ghost Clan.
In his plan, that troublesome monk should still be in Wulong Temple, racking his brains trying to find Huanji's whereabouts.
He underestimated Long Yan's strength, and even more so, he underestimated Long Yan's almost instinctive and keen perception of Huan Ji's energy aura.
"Master Longyan..." Huanji, who was bound in mid-air, looked at the figure that seemed to be descending from heaven, and the flame of hope that had been extinguished in her eyes burned brightly again.
"Oh?" Gui Zhongdao narrowed his eyes slightly, a venomous glint flashing in his eyes behind his glasses. "Interesting. It seems I underestimated you. But do you think you can take someone from my Rakshasa Palace by yourself?"
He snapped his fingers gracefully.
"Roar--!!!"
Several menacing black shadows suddenly pounced out from the shadows of the hall; they were the Night Demons, bio-weapons that combined the genes of demonic beasts with nanomaterials.
However, these Night Demons before him were more powerful and ferocious than the ones Long Yan had encountered last time.
They are much larger, with a thicker metallic keratin layer, and even have bat-like metallic wing membranes growing on their backs.
"Kill him," Gui Zhongdao casually gave the order.
However, facing this terrifying siege capable of tearing apart an armored unit, Long Yan remained calm.
"You wretched creature, how dare you flaunt your supernatural powers before this humble monk?"
He chanted mantras and formed the Acala mudra with his hands.
"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Paramita!"
"Buzz!!!!"
A ring of pure golden Buddhist light, even more dazzling than the core of the sun, exploded outwards from him.
Wherever the Buddha's light reached, space seemed to distort and tremble slightly. The originally cold and evil demonic aura was quickly purified and evaporated the moment it came into contact with the Buddha's light, like darkness meeting dawn or ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
The night demons, who charged forward fearlessly, let out extremely shrill screams the moment they entered the range of the Buddha's light.
Their incredibly sturdy nano-metal bodies, under the radiant light of Buddha, rapidly melted and vaporized from the surface, emitting plumes of black smoke.
"What?!" For the first time, a look of shock appeared on the face of the Ghost Clan.
He couldn't understand how this monk's Buddhist power had improved so much in such a short time since their last encounter—it was terrifying!
Last time, his Buddha light could also subdue the Night Demon, but it was more like a high-temperature flame.
Now, his Buddha-light seems to have transformed into an annihilating force at the level of rules!
Long Yan didn't give him any time to think.
"Vajra Subduer!"
He took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next second, they appeared in front of a flying Night Demon.
He spread his five fingers, his palm like a red-hot branding iron, seemingly slow but actually as fast as lightning, and pressed it directly onto the Night Demon's chest.
"Bang--!!!!!"
With a muffled thud, the Night Demon, which was strong enough to withstand missiles, had its entire chest, along with its internal biological core, completely shattered into the most primitive energy particles by the supremely yang and powerful Buddhist force contained in Long Yan's palm, leaving behind a huge, open hole.
"Pfft!"
The Night Demon's remains fell helplessly from mid-air.
This is just the beginning!
Long Yan's figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, traversing the entire hall.
He didn't use any fancy moves, only the purest and most domineering punch and palm strike.
Each strike contains terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, as well as the vast Buddhist power to purify all evil in the world.
Those arrogant night demons were as fragile as paper dolls in his presence.
In just a few breaths, all the Night Demons were completely annihilated by Long Yan.
The entire luxurious palace was in a state of chaos.
Long Yan stood quietly amidst the ruins, his body shimmering with golden light, like an invincible war god who had stepped out of mythology.
The ghosts' foreheads were covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.
He knew he had completely miscalculated.
The monk before him had grown into a monster that he could never match!
"go!"
Without hesitation, Gui Zhongdao turned and tried to disappear into the shadows.
"Want to run?"
Long Yan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed over, only to find that Huan Ji had a syringe inserted into her neck, and blue liquid was flowing through her body along with her blood—it was the drug Pleasure.
Ghost Dao seized this one-thousandth of a second opportunity, grinning maliciously as his body completely merged into the darkness.
"Long Yan! You are indeed very strong! But enjoy the happiness I'm giving you! Hahahaha..."
His malicious laughter echoed throughout the hall for a long time.
Long Yan had no time to pursue him at this point.
He cleaved the demonic tentacles binding Huan Ji with a single palm strike and caught her in mid-air.
At this moment, Huan Ji is no longer the aloof and holy woman she once was.
Her body was burning hot, her delicate cheeks flushed with an unnatural, sickly red, and her breathing was rapid and scalding.