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Chapter 1121: Chapter 85 Awakening Chen Guanshui

At this moment, Jiang the Witch was in a foul mood.

She pursued her husband, but he ran away; she chased the Sun True Obscure Sword, and it too disappeared.

In the end, it was all in vain, leaving her so angry she wanted to kill someone—though there were no cultivators nearby to vent her fury on.

“Sister!” Her younger sister Qing Shang suddenly called out, “There seems to be some fun ahead!”

The gathering of Three Cult cultivators attacking Chen Guanshui was bound to be quite a spectacle, so even from afar, the two Heavenly Demons could sense the grand momentum.

Those who knew would understand it was a magical competition, while those who didn’t might think someone was undergoing a tribulation!

The sisters exchanged a look, simultaneously casting illusion techniques to conceal themselves as they stealthily advanced towards the commotion.

The stealth skills of Heavenly Demons were the strongest in the world. As long as they didn’t intend to be discovered, they could enter a person’s sea of consciousness, lodging there without the host noticing anything unusual.

Such is the deceit of Heart Demons.

After circling around the perimeter, Qing Shang exclaimed in surprise:

“How interesting, these Kunlun, Shushan, and Penglai cultivators rarely gather together, let alone unite like this.”

“And now they can rally together to attack one person… but too bad we can’t see who it is.”

At this moment, around Chen Guanshui, various large-scale Daoist magics were raining down like a storm, and with the Five Elements Divine Light blocking the way, if Jiang the Witch wanted to investigate, she first had to get through this barrage.

Heavenly Demons love to watch the fun but are not masochists. They wouldn’t foolishly rush in just to be bombarded.

“Go find out what’s happening,” instructed Jiang Lian anxiously, “Don’t stir up trouble.”

Qing Shang quickly agreed and found a cultivator with the weakest Daoist Heart to infiltrate.

After a while, she re-emerged and sought out another cultivator to infiltrate… After doing this a few times to understand the situation, she returned to report to her sister.

“Such a peculiar event?” Jiang the Witch exclaimed in surprise.

According to Qing Shang’s findings, the Penglai, Shushan, and Kunlun cultivators had completely different motivations.

The Penglai elder acted on the orders of Wan Xiang Immortal, following Shi Liuli’s instructions to attack that person.

As for the person’s identity, there was no need to elaborate; everyone knew it was Jingyun, who had defected.

On the Shushan side, Sect Leader Su Jian called in favors, asking several Peak Masters to assist Jiao Xiao.

The Shushan Peak Masters, naturally, were not fools. The only one worthy of Jiao Xiao’s attention was none other than Tai Yin Sword Master Qing Heng.

As for Kunlun, Xu Yinglian clearly explained to the Xu Family elders that they were here to stop Changgeng’s ascension and keep him here.

So, the situation was rather strange: the person being attacked was just one, yet how could he simultaneously be Changgeng, Qing Heng, and Jingyun?

With this thought, Jiang the Witch vaguely understood, a kind of malevolent energy of manipulation seeped from her heart, twining upwards like vines.

In fact, upon initially learning that Changgeng, Qing Heng, and Jingyun defected on the same day her husband Wei Dongliu fled, Jiang the Witch had subconsciously considered that they might belong to the same organization, like the Hell Path.

But now, discovering that Changgeng, Qing Heng, and Jingyun could very well be the same person led her to question how probable it was that Wei Dongliu wasn’t the same person.

Thinking this far, Jiang Lian could hardly suppress her intent to kill, but some remnants of rationality remained, so she instructed Qing Shang:

“Go in there and see what that person looks like.”

“Me?” Qing Shang was instantly anxious, worried about being sent to her death, “Sister, it’s not that I don’t want to go, but even if I see the person’s appearance, how am I to describe it to you?”

Jiang Lian realized this too; relying solely on verbal descriptions left too many details unclear, so she needed to see for herself.

With that resolve, she rapidly made her way to the center.

The illusion technique of a Heavenly Demon only concealed the senses, not the body, lacking the ability to become intangible when attacked.

As Jiang the Witch rushed into the heart of the battlefield, she quickly appeared amidst various attacks, shocking everyone from afar.

Wasn’t this a Heavenly Demon? How did it appear here!

In the past, when a Nascent Soul cultivator successfully reached the goal and attempted ascension, they occasionally encountered attacks from Heavenly Demons, and catastrophes sometimes ensued, so many cultivators instinctively redirected their attacks, aiming Daoist magic or Flying Swords at Jiang Lian.

Jiang the Witch, skilled in demonic techniques, instantly dissolved the black mist around her body, extinguishing all incoming attacks into nothingness.

Xu Yinglian was about to unleash the Nine Bushels Thunder Fire when she suddenly remembered a crucial fact:

Wait, Senior Brother’s consciousness is dormant now, and it’s the will of the Heavenly Dao controlling his shell.

If that Heavenly Demon dares to seize the nest, the will of the Heavenly Dao won’t let it slide. Their conflict might distract from our chance to destroy the three flowers on Senior Brother’s head, wouldn’t it?

Shi Liuli realized this as well, hurriedly urging everyone to cease their attacks.

She knew that the Heavenly Demon was absolutely no match for the Celestial Will, so there was no chance for it to devour her husband’s body.

If that’s the case, why not let it go to hold back the Celestial Will?

Even if other cultivators didn’t figure it out, they weren’t in a rush to intercept the Heavenly Demon, so Jiang the Witch quickly passed through the battlefield and dashed into the Five Elements Divine Light, heading straight for Chen Guanshui’s body.

As the source of the world, the Celestial Will naturally detested the external Heavenly Demon. The reason it hadn’t acted yet was because it held a cluster of Taiji Thunder, Chen Guanshui’s strongest attack at this point, waiting for Jiang the Witch to walk into the trap.

As Jiang Lian just passed through the Five Elements Divine Light, a swirl of black and white energy came toward her. Before she could even shout “Damn,” her entire body of black mist exploded suddenly.

Only a barely detectable wisp of black air directly entered Chen Guanshui’s Niwan Palace, aggressively seeking his Divine Sense.

Good! Good! Good! I see you as my husband, yet you see me as an enemy! Today, I must find out the truth; otherwise, we’ll just perish together! (After all, I will resurrect)

Hmm?

Within the Sea of Consciousness, all around was a shining white light, completely different from the chaotic environment of a common cultivator filled with Seven Emotions and Six Desires.

What’s this? What in the world?

Jiang the Witch had lived for so many years, yet had never encountered such an unsettling aura. They were solemn, grand, emotionless, rigid, numb—like chewed-up sugarcane pulp to the Heavenly Demons—lacking any interest in engagement.

These auras swept like tidal waves, attempting to drive Jiang Lian out of the Sea of Consciousness.

Jiang the Witch naturally tried to fight back. Fortunately, although the white light was imposing, it was sluggish and lacked any strategy or ingenuity.

The two parties stalemated for some time, when suddenly a sword chant broke through the layers of white gas—it was the Tai Yin Suming Sword.

“Friend, help me!” the Suming Sword first hesitated, then quickly shouted out for help.

“What are you?” Jiang Lian immediately became suspicious.

This thing was neither the consciousness of Wei Dongliu nor a fellow Heavenly Demon, yet it could reside in his Sea of Consciousness, seemingly a… sword?

“I am the Life-bound Sword Artifact of Sword Master!” the Suming Sword recognized the Heavenly Demon and urgently cried out.

“And who is your Sword Master?” Jiang Lian suspiciously asked.

“Wei Dongliu!” the Suming Sword quickly replied.

It thought its answer was flawless, but unexpectedly, the witch’s face grew darker.

As expected! I knew this person was my husband!

No time to think about how her husband was also Changgeng, Qing Heng, and Jingyun, and about having a Daoist Companion, Jiang the Witch urgently asked:

“What is going on here? What happened to husband now?”

“This is how things are.” the Suming Sword quickly explained the situation.

Having listened to the Suming Sword’s account, Jiang the Witch finally understood.

So, it was all for the Heaven-Mending… Fine, daring to hide such an intriguing affair from me for so long!

The witch naturally loved to play, and this kind of hidden identity lurking in major sects, playing tricks on major Sect Leaders to steal the Heaven-Mending Stone, was undoubtedly the most amusing tale she had ever heard.

However, not only did her husband keep these matters hidden from her, but he also turned her into a part of the deception, making the whole thing not so amusing after all.

Thinking it over, Jiang the Witch decided to first free her husband from this controlled state and then hold him accountable for his many wrongs.

“Is there any way to expel this Celestial Will?” she patiently asked.

“I don’t know,” the Suming Sword replied, “See, even I am trapped here—in the shell of the Sword Master.”

“You are just a sword,” Jiang the Witch said disdainfully.

The Suming Sword, unwilling to argue, hesitated before saying:

“I suspect the Sword Master’s consciousness is also trapped somewhere here.”

“If we could awaken him, perhaps we could expel the Celestial Will since this is his own body.”

“Makes sense,” Jiang Lian commented.

“But I haven’t found where the Sword Master’s consciousness is hiding, even after searching for a long time,” the Suming Sword continued, “Mainly because these Celestial Wills are too entangling, always trying to bind me.”

“That’s because you’re just a sword,” Jiang Lian said contemptuously, “When it comes to searching for consciousness within the body, who can compare to us Heavenly Demons?”

“Ah, right, right,” the Suming Sword thought, if it weren’t for needing your power, I would have cut you down already, “So where should we start looking?”

“The places where consciousness can hide are nothing more than the Niwan Palace, within the Dantian, or the heart,” Jiang Lian replied.

“But I’ve already searched most of the Sea of Consciousness in this Niwan Palace,” the Suming Sword hesitated, “and yet I haven’t found any trace of the Sword Master.”

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