allonlinenovel Chapter 158 The Troublesome Inner Demon
Chapter 158 The Troublesome Inner Demon
Chapter 158 The Troublesome Inner Demon
Zhuo Yang stood by the window, a faint, wicked smile always playing on his lips. The moonlight shone on him, making him look like a sculpture.
"I am the true Demon Lord, I am Zhuo Yang!"
The sound squeezed out from between his teeth was full of unbridled arrogance.
His eyes suddenly focused, and Zhuo Yang sneered: "So you've finally repaired our demon core? Then, the final battle is about to begin!"
Within the sea of consciousness, on the vast, boundless grassland, a thunderous roar echoed, and dark clouds filled the sky. A figure stood before an enormous bronze gong, over ten meters tall, wielding a heavy hammer and striking it violently.
The sea of consciousness is a cultivator's inner world; whatever one desires, one can transform into it.
A ray of light descended from the sky, and a dashing figure appeared on the vast grassland.
"Hey, stop knocking, I'm here!"
A faint laugh, filled with helplessness.
Zhuo Yang turned around abruptly, threw down the heavy hammer, and stared at his opponent.
He is his own inner demon, and also himself!
"Judging from your expression, it seems you have something to say to me." The inner demon took a few steps forward and sneered. "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, there are three beautiful women waiting for me at home!"
"Don't even think about touching them!" A murderous glint flashed in Zhuo Yang's eyes.
Dongfang Ke'er is his apprentice, Huang Jiaxin is his housekeeper, and Xiaorou is his servant. They are all his closest people, and he has never thought of taking them into his household.
"Is that really what you think?" The inner demon chuckled, looking up at the sky. "I am your inner demon. I know everything you're thinking. Don't be fooled by your gentlemanly appearance. Deep down, you're just like any other man—you want to take all the pretty girls!"
"Fine, why should I argue with you? You are me, and I am you."
The unrestrained laughter once again resounded throughout the entire world.
Zhuo Yang looked indifferently at his inner demons, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You look more like a demon lord now. During my time in the mortal realm, I was indeed somewhat constrained."
"So you finally know, we are demon lords, rampaging through the demon realm, invincible in battle. Even celestial maidens, we still snatch them back as concubines, don't we?" The inner demon Zhuo Yang smiled wickedly, and with a flick of his arm, a dragon-patterned longsword flew from afar with a streak of lightning and was grasped in his hand.
"I don't want to fight you."
His smile faded, and Zhuo Yang's expression became calm.
"Then why did you bang on that broken gong to summon me here?" The inner demon's gaze turned sinister as he sneered, "Do you want to negotiate with me and share this body?"
You must be dreaming!
With a flick of his longsword, he pointed it at Zhuo Yang.
"Are you angry because you're embarrassed?" Zhuo Yang's expression grew increasingly indifferent, as solemn as a Buddha statue. "Can't you sense what I'm thinking anymore?"
"Indeed, it's a strange feeling." The Demon King frowned slightly. "It's as if the connection between you and me has been severed. What kind of sorcery did you use?"
"Finally, I can breathe a sigh of relief." Zhuo Yang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"If you don't talk, I'll kill you!"
The murderous aura suddenly spread out, and the grassland was pressed tightly to the ground by the powerful pressure. The inner demon roared and flew over rapidly across the grass.
Zhuo Yang's lips curled into a faint smile. "Just a demon in your heart? Do you really think I can't deal with you?"
With a swift reach, he grasped the same dragon-patterned longsword in his hand.
The next moment, two identical Zhuo Yangs began to fight each other with their swords.
The same swordsmanship, the same longsword, and the speed was as fast as lightning. After only two rounds of fighting, they could no longer tell who was who.
With a deafening roar, a cloud of smoke rose from the grassland, large amounts of turf were blown away, and the violent blast wave affected an area of hundreds of meters in radius.
As the explosion subsided, the two Zhuo Yangs simultaneously cast spells...
"Heaven-Shattering Thunder!"
At the same time, roars rang out, dark clouds and lightning rolled in the sky, and hundreds of bolts of lightning struck down, hitting the two Zhuo Yangs respectively.
"puff……"
At the same time, they coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, charred black.
"Damn it, fighting against myself is so boring!" Zhuo Yang propped himself up and gritted his teeth as he looked at his inner demon.
"It's all the same trick: either neither of us can hurt the other, or we both perish!" The inner demon spat out the blood in his mouth and grinned maliciously. "I'm starting to think about sharing my body with you. If we both perish and my body becomes an idiot, the girls at home will cry!"
Zhuo Yang sneered: "Then how about we find a helper?"
"Help? Where did the help come from?" The inner demon's body trembled, and his pupils contracted rapidly.
Standing up straight, Zhuo Yang produced an umbrella in his hand. "Yu Bao, come out!"
The umbrella was tossed into the air, triggering a mechanism that caused it to open automatically. Then, a young girl dressed in a light blue ancient-style long dress, a white jacket, and with her hair styled in a bun, gracefully floated down, holding the umbrella.
If it weren't for the fact that her long dress and feet were somewhat transparent, anyone who saw her would be stunned by her stunning appearance.
Too beautiful, yet too desolate.
"The female ghost Liu Yubao?" the inner demon cried out in surprise, immediately regaining his footing and assuming a defensive stance with his sword in hand.
"You don't look like a demon lord at all right now." Zhuo Yang walked to Liu Yubao's side and smiled faintly. "Yubao, it's up to you now. He's my inner demon. Kill him!"
Inner demons are the hardest thing to deal with; it's not shameful to seek help.
"Okay!" Liu Yubao threw away her umbrella, nodded gently, and turned her clear and calm eyes to Zhuo Yang.
"Yu Bao, don't listen to him! I am the real Zhuo Yang, he is the Heart Demon!" The Heart Demon gritted his teeth and roared, but the dragon-patterned longsword turned towards Liu Yu Bao, its blade gleaming coldly.
"Two Zhuo Yangs," Liu Yubao chuckled softly, "but you look even more despicable, so I'll just kill you!"
A small hand reached out, the sleeve slipped down, revealing a section of fair arm. With a flick of the finger, a water arrow appeared out of thin air and swiftly attacked the other Zhuo Yang.
"A mere ghost cultivator in the Heartbeat stage, who's afraid of who?"
The roar echoed, and the inner demon Zhuo Yang swung his sword, instantly cleaving the water arrow in two.
However, the water arrow only broke apart, then quickly merged back together and shot out again.
The water arrow was right in front of him, impossible to avoid or dodge, and it immediately pierced through the inner demon's chest.
"what……"
A scream rang out, and a large hole appeared in the right chest of the inner demon, revealing the scene behind him.
"Shameless! You actually brought in help!" The inner demon glared at Zhuo Yang, his eyes filled with resentment. "I refuse to accept this! Even if I die, I will die within your consciousness, and I will forever influence your mind!"
"Really? Who told you that you have to rely on your own willpower to defeat your inner demons?" Zhuo Yang shook his head sadly. "Although I don't want to kill you, you are still an inner demon. If I don't get rid of you, I will never be able to let go of women, and I might fall into them at any time."
"So, you might as well die, but don't die here!"
The inner demon's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "What do you mean?"
"Yu Bao, swallow him!"
A cold smile appeared on Zhuo Yang's lips as he waved his hand dismissively.