Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 466 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (32)

If the Qilin were still a divine beast, Si Yi might not be able to defeat it.

But it is not what it used to be. It has become a half-dead monster. It looks intimidating, but its actual combat strength is only slightly stronger than that of a high-level monster. It is not very powerful.

Qilin clearly underestimated Si Yi's strength.

"The forces of immortals and demons are clashing and colliding. I don't understand why you can still unleash such powerful strength."

The two voices of the Qilin blended together, reaching Si Yi's ears in a strangely eerie and dreamlike way. It was being beaten back step by step, but it remained calm and composed, as if it was very confident that it could defeat Si Yi.

"You are a demon seed that only appears once every five thousand years. As the leader of the demon realm, don't you want to lead the demon race to break free from the suppression of the cultivation world?"

The decaying skeleton continued to send tempting words, and the evil monkey's will that had invaded Si Yi's body took the opportunity to interfere with his thoughts again, causing his eyes to slowly sink into unconscious red, which he then suppressed once more.

The terrifying aspect of the Qilin lies not in its strength, but in its silent and insidious bewitching power. Not only Si Yi, but also the other cultivators were trapped in the opposite dream world, unable to extricate themselves.

"You are the future ruler of the Demon Realm. Your people are suffering terribly. Can you bear to hide in the cultivation world and watch them be oppressed?"

"Shouldn't you seek justice for them and return to the demon race you should be serving?"

Every word hit Si Yi right in the heart. The inner demons that had plagued him for years and were difficult to eliminate were precisely the words spoken by Qilin.

Fate bestowed upon him the bones of a sword and exceptional talent for cultivation, making him the youngest Nascent Soul Sword Lord. While steadfastly upholding righteousness and intending to eradicate all demons, the sudden awakening of demonic power within his body shattered his faith and caused his resolve to waver.

Scenes of the demons being annihilated flashed before Si Yi's eyes, and the Phoenix Cry Sword in his hand paused, emitting a piercing sword cry.

As the scene deepened, the red in his eyes grew darker and darker. Just as his black eyes were completely covered by red, the clear and cold voice of the golden unicorn rang in his ears once again.

"As the only Nascent Soul Sword Master of the Phoenix Spirit Sword Sect, you are revered by thousands and highly regarded by your master. You are a role model for the immortal sect, and it is your duty to punish evil and promote good!"

"The sect gave you the Phoenix Cry Sword and named your palace Eternal Abode. You are highly regarded by the sect, so you should be loyal to the sect!"

As the Phoenix Cry Sword was swung out again, Si Yi heard the hoarse, withered voice of the dead once more. His consciousness swayed with the two voices, one righteous and one evil.

Taking advantage of this moment, black evil energy and golden righteous energy rushed into Si Yi's body, pulling at his thoughts.

The Qilin leisurely jumped back onto the tall seat, closed its eyes, opened its mouth, and the two voices mingled again, chanting an unknown melody.

Si Yi's mind flashed with images of the demon race and the faith she had established in her childhood, causing her thoughts to momentarily collapse.

"Aaaaaah, senior brother, senior brother, help me!"

Beside him, his companion was trapped in a dream and was pleading for his help. He staggered forward, sword in hand. Suddenly, the person lying on the ground opened his eyes and grinned menacingly at him.

Without hesitation, he plunged the sword in his hand into Si Yi's chest.

"What kind of bullshit Sword Lord is this? You're just a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, you don't even deserve that title."

Blood was flowing more and more from his chest, and the jerk's mockery continued in his ears, "If I had your talent, I would definitely be better than you!"

"......Yeah?"

Si Yi chuckled, his eyes red, blood slowly seeping from the corner of his mouth. He casually wiped it away, then beckoned, and the Phoenix Cry Sword returned the blow exactly as the man had made it.

"You asked for it."

He was still smiling, but the scene before him suddenly changed. The person who had been arrogantly smiling at him just moments before was now staring at him with disbelief, "Sword...Sword Lord?"

Si Yi's smile froze. He stiffly lowered his head, his chest, which had been bleeding profusely just moments before, was now completely unharmed.

"boom!"

The cultivator collapsed to the ground, and even in death, he did not understand why Si Yi wanted to kill him.