The Demon Lord's soul, who held the trump card and thought his life was safe, was a little hesitant at this moment.
He did not miss any subtle expression on Zhou Ling's little face, but after observing the whole scene, he did not find any flaws.
A very cruel fact is that this new successor of the Hengyue Sword, this righteous cultivator who is supposed to stand on the side of the human race, seems to have no pity or awe for human life in his heart.
People who are not bound by justice and have clear likes and dislikes are the most difficult to deal with.
She didn't care about the old and young in Xihai Sect. When she mentioned those people, all she had in her mind was the grudges between their sects. She only felt happy when she saw that the other party was not living well.
"You don't care, but what about your master? What about your mother? They are just like you, not caring about the eyes of the world, not caring about the pointing and criticizing of the crowd? Today I am using their lives to beg for a way out. If you refuse and insist on letting them die, it is the same as you killing them! From now on, not only you, but all the people close to you will never be able to raise their heads in this world of immortal cultivation. You will implicate them!"
The Demon Lord is indeed the Demon Lord, a master at bewitching people. Zhou Ling doesn't care about herself, but does she not care about anyone in this world? She has too many weaknesses, her mother, her master, and even her entire sect!
As long as we move these people out, are we still afraid that she will not agree?
"Oh, oh, oh, that's all you can do? You've done so many shameless things, don't you understand one thing? What's the point of being a righteous monk who cares about other people's opinions? As a human being, you should live your true self, not care about other people's opinions, and only do what you think is right. That's what it means to be true to your conscience and yourself. So, if you use these things to threaten me, I'm sorry, it's useless."
Who doesn't know how to play rogue? Zhou Ling simply spread his hands, shook his head and acted nonchalantly, which made the soul of the Demon Lord who thought he had won the game fall backwards in anger.
Is he still a righteous monk?
If he wasn't so weak now, he wouldn't dare to drag this damn girl down to the devil in front of Long Aotian and Sheng Yuan. He really wanted to teach her a lesson!
At this point, how could he not understand that this negotiation was essentially a psychological warfare? Whoever could see things in a more open-minded way and who didn't care would win!
Obviously, that damn girl is the winner.
She held so many lives in her hands, but the other party didn't care at all. No matter whether she really didn't care or was pretending, it didn't matter. In short, she decided that she would either waste this soul here, or take the initiative to surrender and let go of those who were locked by the Soul-Devouring Seal, and find a way out for her soul.
Thinking of this, the Demon Lord's soul sighed deeply.
He finally understood why the broken Hengyue Sword had been passed down for thousands of years without ever finding a suitable successor, which made him see hope in the seal.
But in the end, he had been trapped in the seal for so many years, trying his best to get out. When the light of hope was just around the corner, the broken sword unexpectedly found a new owner!
His nemesis appeared again in this world. Although he was anxious at first, he did not really take the matter to heart. He felt that the little girl who was only eight or nine years old was a threat.
After all, for a human being, eight or nine years old is really too young. The height is not fully grown, and the brain is not well developed. He can crush a kid that young to death with just his little finger. What is there to be afraid of?
But who would have thought that the Hengyue Sword, which had been ownerless for such a long time, had not found a successor after so many twists and turns, because it wanted to make a big move!
Now the inheritor has been found. He not only inherited the sword and sword techniques, but also the Fairy Hengyue's eloquence that could make people infuriated!
Damn it, this is not just finding a successor, this is clearly finding the daughter that Hengyue secretly gave birth to back then!
Except for the difference in appearance, their tempers are exactly the same! Damn it! Damn it! They are all here to jinx him!
The Demon Lord was so angry that he wanted to go crazy, but for the sake of the greater plan, he had to endure it.
At this point today, either he retreats or he dies!
After holding its head high for tens of thousands of years, it finally lowered its head for the sake of its own future.
"I can remove the Soul Devouring Seal from half of them first. I'm showing my sincerity."
God knows how difficult it was for the Demon Lord to separate his soul before he could speak these words smoothly.
But Zhou Ling just raised her eyebrows after hearing that. The slightly mocking look in her eyes made the Demon Lord want to rush up and tear her to pieces alive.
"You keep calling yourself the deity. In the upper realm, your status should be at the level of the Demon Lord. You say you are the lord of a region, a leader, but why are you still so naive? You only dismissed half of the people, and you call that sincerity?"
Zhou Ling picked up the tip of the sword and pointed at him, with dissatisfaction written all over his face.
At this moment, the Demon Lord's soul actually heard the sound of his back teeth creaking and making a slight cracking sound.
This body of his was condensed using the secret techniques of the upper realm. Walking in this mortal world with a body of his own would make everything much easier.
But now, his good body was ruined by thunder and lightning, and his good teeth were bitten to pieces by the opponent in anger!
The Demon Lord's soul really wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't. He suddenly felt a sense of frustration as if he had to swallow his broken teeth.
"All of them. Then I will release all of them first, and you must keep your promise and let me go!"
He even abandoned his self-proclaimed identity. This was the first confrontation, and he finally understood clearly that this new successor of Hengyue Sword was exactly the same as the Hengyue Fairy back then!
She has a bad temper and is very tough. If you try to go against her, there will basically be no good outcome.
Before the plan is fully developed, the best way to protect yourself when facing her is to temporarily hide your edge.
Soften your words and follow her instructions, and maybe you can get a chance of survival.
"Of course, you can put it first, and I'll watch to see if your sincerity is enough and big enough."
Finally hearing the answer she wanted to hear, Zhou Ling suppressed her murderous intent, a smile spread across her pink face, she turned her wrist to put away the sword, and just looked at him intently, staring at the movement of his hand to release the seal.
The Demon Lord's soul gritted his teeth, but had to flip his fingers under her gaze and make seals one after another. He formed a series of complicated hand seals and took back the soul-devouring seals on those people's foreheads.
Originally these were his nutrients, but now, the fat meat in his mouth has to be vomited out again, which is as painful as cutting off flesh!
But what made him even more upset was that he did not overlook a detail, that is, what Zhou Ling said was of course it was possible, not a real deal!
Damn the human race! So cunning. (End of this chapter)
