Chapter 238: Demon Eater Lock

Chapter 238: Demon Eater Lock

Faced with the demonic shadow before him, Jiu Mie became serious involuntarily.

This is the most powerful demon he has ever seen so far.

If someone comes knocking on the door proactively, they must have sinister intentions.

The shadow looked at the serious expression on the old monk's face and gave a wicked chuckle, shaking its head and saying.

"No need to be so serious, monk. I haven't come to kill you. I just want to ask you something and then leave... Five years ago, there was a divine being who attained enlightenment in the Fire Pass Country, causing day and night to reverse and the stars to shift."

"May I ask, was that person who attained enlightenment at that time, your Excellency?"

The inquiry of the demonic shadow made Jiu Mie's heart stir slightly.

"What if it was? And what if it wasn't?" Jiu Mie asked.

The demonic shadow let out a cackling laughter, saying, "It seems like it's not you... hahaha... In that case, we'll meet again soon."

After speaking, the faint shadow in the scorching sun trembled slightly, seeming to depart like this.

However, the old monk by the creek shook his head and said, "Please stay, sir."

After speaking, without paying attention to how the demonic shadow may respond, a purple light flew out of the old wandering monk's travel bag and directly struck the eerie shadow.

However, despite the surging demonic energy and the raging winds, the shadow still continued to laugh heartily and remained unscathed by the purple light attacking it.

In an instant, the purple light crossed and sliced through the dim demonic shadow, then returned and folded back into the old ascetic cultivator's tattered bag.

The shadow that was sliced by the purple light held its chest and stepped back several steps as if heavily wounded. In the end, it trembled and pointed its finger at the old wandering monk, shouting hoarsely and painfully.

"Jiu Mie...you...have brought disgrace to our sect!"

Bang--

With a muffled sound, the black demonic shadow burst and vanished from Jiu Mie's sight.

Only the hoarse and painful trembling voice seemed to still be echoing in the mountain.

Brought disgrace to our sect...

Disgrace...

The old monk holding a tattered cloth bag was stunned in place, and even though he realized that the demonic shadow had already left, he no longer had the desire to pursue it.

This sentence...

The hand of the old monk holding the cloth bag was trembling slightly.

The last time he heard this sentence was 500 years ago when he had just started his cultivate.

This demonic shadow...how could it say this sentence?!

Could it be that it is...

The old monk suddenly shook his head, and his eyes regained their former clarity.

"Ah, ah, ah, my soul! My soul!"

Amid the little boy's poignant screams, it was visibly clear that his soul and body were rapidly corroded by the jet-black magic.

In the blink of an eye, half of his body was gone, and foul-smelling black blood flowed all over the ground.

The remaining little kids were so frightened by this terrifying scene that they hastily clasped their hands together and shouted in unison.

"The Twenty-Eight Magic Formation!"

The divine aura of purity and the fierce aura of evil rose to the sky in an instant, intertwining in the pouring rain.

However, before they could come to rescue, the little boy who was dragged away by the black chains was already screaming in agony as he was completely corroded and turned into jet-black blood that fell onto the ground.

Then, it was washed clean by the rainwater.

The pupils of all fifteen little kids were wide open in amazement.

Because at the moment when the little boy disappeared, they clearly felt that there was one less soul in their connection.

This younger brother who was dragged away by the black chains was actually completely obliterated?

How could this jet-black chain corrode their souls directly, bypassing the spells left by the Emperor for them?

If that's the case, then they are really doomed!

Upon seeing this scene, the eldest one directly shouted in anger.

"Run!"

After speaking, the fifteen little kids instantly split up into fifteen streams of light and flew in different directions, attempting to escape from the terrifying demonic shadow.

However, in the midst of the pouring rain, the chains shook and rattled, the demonic shadow laughed haughtily, paying no attention to the escape of the fifteen little kids.

"Run? Can you actually manage to escape? 8000 years ago, I couldn't kill you, and now with my meticulously crafted Demon Eater Lock, do you really think you can run away?"

"Not leaving behind that treasure, do you think you can escape? Hmph! Living in a dream!"

In the pouring rain, the sound of plip-plops was heard one after another.

The demonic shadow remained motionless, but then suddenly fifteen jet-black chains flew out, spanning several hundred feet in an instant, and tightly binding each and every one of the little ones in the pouring rain.

"Um?"

Feeling one of the chains being shaken loose, the demonic shadow was momentarily startled, then shook its head.

He disdainfully said, "Run? Running will only bring a more miserable death!"

Amidst the demonic shadow's disdainful mockery, the clinking sound of chains resounded as the remaining fourteen Erba God Men were all dragged before it and trembled in the pouring rain.

The jet-black chains had locked their souls, rendering them immobile.

Faced with these fourteen adorable little boys and girls, the demonic shadow sneered.

"Hand over the treasure you're guarding and I might spare your lives. Otherwise, you'll die a miserable and dreadful death while locked up by the Demon Eater Lock."

"Under the Demon Eater Lock, even your mysterious life-saving skills won't be able to save you!"