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In this black mist, Big Luo felt that his body was weighed down.

He did not feel that this black mist was causing himself any harm, but his demonic power Abhijna was increasingly retarded, to a point it was no longer working effectively.

At this moment, Big Luo suddenly felt his thoughts wandering astray. There were so many conflicting emotions that it was difficult to maintain tranquility of the Spiritual Altar in his heart.

After what he went through just now, which made him formally acknowledge his past, the confusion and contradiction that brewed in his mind are magnified infinitely at this moment. This made him all the more confused. The feeling of frustration engulfed him, so much so that he wished utter destruction upon everything, including himself.

The encounter with Mu Yu, Yun Jinxi and the rest previously only served to exacerbate his feeling of frustration.

The problems of identity and belonging have already been plaguing the mind of Big Luo consistently. The emotional barrier between him and his old friends only enhanced the loneliness in his heart.

In that moment, it was as if the whole wide world, and every living being were ostracizing his existence.

A feeling of irritance swelled in his heart. It changed to a desire to destroy. To destroy everything alive, to destroy all the realms, and together with those, himself.

While Big Luo was on the verge of mania, a fear from deep within gave him a shock. He forced himself to steady his mental state and turned around to look at Ning Wan’ge. He discovered that Ning Wan’ge was under the same condition. Her usually beautiful, indifferent and cool face was overtaken by anguish, caused by confusion, to an extent where she seemed almost savage.

Besides savageness, Ning Wan’ge’s face also irradiated a demonic glow, with an occasional peculiar grin on her face, she looked oddly grotesque.

The colorful light aura on her blinked constantly, spreading towards the surrounding, resonating against the black mist. But the black mist never dissipated, as if totally unaffected by it.

Even in a state of confusion and loss, Ning Wan’ge’s eyes intermittently flashed with a dash of clarity.

That was when she turned to look at Big Luo and realized he was in a similar state as her.

The two of them became alert. They concentrated their focus to pacify their mind. Then they continued to make their way through the black mist.

“It does not seem like an illusory spell to bend reality, but rather to waver and distort our mind and will,” said Ning Wan’ge. Big Luo nodded his head. Divine purple light flowed out from his pupils continuously, turning into one after another peculiar spell patterns, forming ribbons to revolve around his body incessantly.

What came out of Big Luo’s mouth was not a human language, but different kinds indecipherable sounds, like an ancient incantation.

It was the Heavenly Incantation of the Primal Mind, from the Demonic Book of the Heavenly Tao, which is extremely useful in restoring one’s state of mind.

The Hades Clan is known to be violent and bloodthirsty. But they would never leave such a weakness to be exploited by their enemies, hence they invented a method to exercise self control. That was how the Heavenly Incantation of the Primal Mind came about.

One after another incantation turned into purple rings, orbiting Big Luo’s body endlessly, gradually insulating him from the black mist.

Although some black mist could still infiltrate in, Big Luo could already maintain his sanity.

Ning Wan’ge employed a similar method. She is proficient in reality distortion spells. The strength of her soul and stability of her mind surpassed the standards of her peers.

But due to what she just learned, she now seeked to resolve the problems that had always been bothering her. Her mind was in the twilight zone – it was particularly unstable. Consequently, under the incursion of the black mist, she seemed to be struggling.

It was not something that Big Luo could help her with though. Ning Wan’ge could only depend on herself to focus her mind, to protect the sanctity and purity of her Spiritual Altar.

As the duo advanced farther into the black mist, they could sense that the black mist was becoming exponentially more infectious.

Big Luo could clearly see that an increasing amount of black mist could permeate through the barrier formed by the Heavenly Incantation of the Primal Mind.

The duo steadied their mind and advanced bravely. After the black mist appeared, the light way from the pupils of Ning Wan’ge became focused again. A massive amount of divine patterns converged to form a path of light, leading a way for them in the darkness.

Following the lead of this light ray, Big Luo and Ning Wan’ge was no longer completely lost in the maze that was the black mist. After walking for a while, the view before them suddenly changed.

A big gate appeared in the void. The gate was dark as ink, with many reliefs and motifs engraved onto it.

These sculptures seemed to be sticking their body out of the surface of the gate, each looking savage, with distorted postures. They reeked of unnaturalness and discoordination.

Just looking at these reliefs and motifs made Big Luo and Ning Wan’ge feel increasingly disturbed and agitated.

A faint black light shimmered on the gate, extending into the void, like it was there for eternity and has always been here, up until present day.

Big Luo stretched out his hand, attempting to push open this gigantic door. The gate did not open.

He frowned gently and purple light patterns surged in his palms. He tried to push the gate again, but the gate still did not give in.

Big Luo howled deepy, as silver hair emerged from his body. His huge tail wagged behind him and a brilliant light encircled the three horns on his head continuously. An abundance of purple light patterns resonated in the void.

He exerted more strength against the gate. That seemingly everlasting gate actually trembled at that instance, shaken by Big Luo.

Seeing this, Ning Wan’ge also pressed her palm against the door panel. The vibration of the black gate become more violent and cracks started to form on its surface.

But witnessing this, Big Luo and Ning Wan’ge instead stopped exerting force. They dared not force it open anymore.

They both could tell that it involved a specific technique to open the door. Otherwise, even with immense power, the black gate would only be destroyed, but not opened.

The black gate was not their target. What was behind it was what they had been seeking all along.

The result of destroying the black gate might grant them instant gratification, but they might never be able to find out what was behind it.

They looked at each other and started to retreat. With the guidance of the light ray from Ning Wan’ge, they went back the same way, until the light ray eventually diminished.

Although they were blanketed by the black mist, Big Luo was unfaltered. The purple light in his eyes shimmered brilliantly and the triplet of horns on his head grew ever brighter. A majestic light that could shock all of the universe suddenly appeared!

Before this bright light, even the deepest and darkest black mist quivered for it.

The light grew so bright that the darkness before them retreated. The sky and the earth gradually turned purple.

Reality became twisted as the entire sky and the earth are seemingly being modified. When the purple light eventually dissipated, the black mist was also gone. Big Luo and Ning Wan’ge could see the Void Battleground restored to its original state – only the darkness of the void. In the distance, there was a distorted realm and a wormhole. In it, a void hurricane was brewing.

Big Luo and Ning Wan’ge stood in the void and did not move. They recuperated some energy.

One after another seemingly illusory but also substantive black smog transpired out of their body, then vanished into nothingness.

After all of the black smog were driven away, the duo finally let out a sigh of relief. Ning Wan’ge frowned and said, “that feeling just now was so strange. Obviously that magical gate was preserved by a demonic power, but it somewhat appeared to have been the spell that was practiced by a human cultivator of the Demonic Sect”.

Big Luo said with a deep voice, “there was traces of demonic power channelled by mother. But it was also infused with a signature spell of a human cultivator from the Demonic Sect. Only the combination of both could have led to what happened just now.

Ning Wan’ge looked around and said, “the guidance should not have failed. The problem was indeed with that demonic black gate.”

Big Luo thought for a while, then said with uncertainty, “that magical gate felt like something from the Ancient Satanic Sect’s Book of Spells that Master Lin once mentioned. It could be the teachings and ways of the Ancient Satanic Mantra.”

Ning Wan’ge said, “during the Middle Ages, including the Ancient Satanic Master Jiang Shaoyang, most of the powerful people in the Ancient Satanic Sect were killed by Hades Emperor Tianhai. It was all thanks to the divine powers of the Ancient Satanic Heart Curse that Jiang Shaoyang used, he escaped certain death. But the Ancient Demonic Sect was greatly impaired due to this, as their Magical Treasure of Destiny, Primordial Golden Boat, was completely destroyed.”

“During that battle, maybe the Hades Emperor recovered some of the teachings from the Ancient Satanic Sect. Although he refused to practice them, they were later utilized by the Hades Empress.”

Speaking of which, Ning Wan’ge’s gaze wandered astray. She said softly, “previously, what I witnessed in that Outer Realm, the person whom I saw extending my life with a spell, seemed to have harbored a somewhat similar family of spells and power field.”

Upon hearing this, Big Luo nodded, “maybe it was really the doings of mother.”

He looked at Ning Wan’ge, who simply shook her head and said, “I am not sure if it was because I have lost my memories, I could not solve it nor do I have any knowledge about sorceries of the Satanic Clan.”

Big Luo said, “let us not be rash and destroy that big black gate. We should contact Master Lin instead.”

The Void Battleground was poorly connected to the outside world, hence it was difficult to send a message via telepathy or use a Voice-Projecting Crystal.

However, Big Luo was well prepared for a situation like this. Before entering the Void Battleground, he left his Nine Qi Avatar on the outside. He had experimented before and discovered that his original body and the Nine Qi Avatar are always connected in their consciousness.

Through the Nine Qi Avatar, Big Luo reported the situation to Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt quite surprised by it too.

He thought for a moment, then telecommunicated with Wang Lin. He said, “Junior Lin, perhaps you should make a trip to the Void Battleground.”

“I am cultivating and practicing my magic, hence it would be inconvenient for me to go. As such, you should proceed there in your form as the Heaven-Carrying Great Saintly Satanic Avatar. For you, this might be a chance for an epiphany.”

Amongst the disciples of Lin Feng, Xiao Yan, Shi Tianhao, Yue Hongyan all have certain knowledge of the martial art and sorcery of the Satanic Clan. Whereas Zhu Yi was even more well versed and had performed several Satanic Clan’s spells. But as for the person who dwelved the deepest into the sorceries of the Satanic Clan, it was not doubt Wang Lin.

If Wang Lin so wills it, under the support of his Heavenly Classic of the Way’s Virtues, he could even temporarily switch the foundation of his mantra to the Satanic Clan’s. Then regardless it be Yellow Springs Satanic Sect, Samsara Sect, Emperor of the Dead Mantra, or even the leader of Ancient Satanic Sect, nobody from could recognize a slightest flaw in his appearance.

After listening to Lin Feng’s orders, Wang Lin said nothing more. He nodded his head and said, “yes, master.”

His original body did not move. On Mount Yujin, Lin Feng’s original body opened a Gate to the Starry Sea. After the portal opened, a tall figure stepped out from it, wearing an armor that was heavy as boulders, but shimmering with the light of a thousand stars.

It was Wang Lin sporting the Zu’e Holy Armor in his Great Satanic Avatar. He emancipated a terrifying and powerful aura, surpassing any Immortal Soul Third Level martial artist. Coupled with Mahayana grade magical treasure Zu’e Holy Armor, it made Wang Lin’s Great Satanic Avatar have an earth shaking, sky breaking kind of horrifying effect, just because it existed.

The Great Satanic Avatar bowed before the original body of Lin Feng, then arrived on Penglai Celestial Mountain in Ying Sea through a dimensional spell formation. Lin Feng’s Nine Qi Avatar and Big Luo’s Nine Qi Avatar concurrently bent their fingers and flicked. The Great Satanic Avatar opened its mouth and inhaled the two gusts of clear air. Then it left Ying Sea, broke through the dimension, and headed towards the Void Battleground.