Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1795: Chapter 46: Almsgiving Ceremony, Freedom Heaven Devil King

He transformed into a streak of black light and didn’t give those Devils any explanation, directly shooting up into the sky.

The next moment, a plaque floated out of the clouds above the Sect’s residence.

The front of that plaque was pitch black, as if swallowing all surrounding light and life force.

When the black light formed by the Heavenly Devil King shot into the sky, the moment it broke through the Mountain Protection Array, everything in sight seemed to lose its color.

It was as if he had begun the process of walking into death, and great fear emerged in his heart.

All lively thoughts in his heart seemed to start falling, vanishing, losing color.

It was as if there was a voice within him, his own voice, telling him.

"That’s it, let it be, embrace death with peace.

So did Jiu Nian die like this, you can come too.

Come quickly, you can soon touch the most wonderful truth of this world."

The Heavenly Devil King’s figure instantly manifested, as if electrified, flying back in retreat.

He panted heavily, cold sweat breaking out.

As one of All Gods, he had never felt death so closely.

Previously, he had never thought that one day, All Gods would also die.

He looked up, escaping the coverage of the Yang-destroying Devil’s plaque, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Six Yang?"

"You’re wrong, I’m not him, I am Yang-destroying Devil."

"You traitor!"

"Heavenly Devil King, in memory of our past fighting side by side, I’ll personally escort you to the embrace of death, you needn’t thank me."

The Yang-destroying Devil spoke sincerely, though it sounded like sarcasm.

Just in that short time, Yu Ziqing, who was silently arranging, had already rotated his way to the sky above the Sect’s residence.

Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Devil King did not hesitate, his shape shimmered, and he turned into countless black shadows, disappearing into the residence.

His incarnations, some infiltrated into a Devil Cultivator’s body, some hid in objects, and some concealed within other living beings.

Yu Ziqing saw this scene, nodded, he knew the Heavenly Devil King would do this.

The dense, black flame-burning footprints had already joined together, enveloping the entire Sect residence.

As the last black fire footprint landed, black oil continuously seeped from those black fire footprints seemingly in another space, igniting the black fire.

Looking out from within the Sect, everything in sight began to distort, space itself began to spin.

At a glance, everything seemed to turn into an abstract painting, turned into vortices.

Along with the vortices, black oil ignited black fire, swirling from all directions of the Sect residence, descending toward the Sect interior.

A Devil was touched by a trace of black fire and only managed to take a few steps before stiffening in place.

The Devil spread its arms, raised its head, faint firelight appeared within its seven apertures, and in an instant, blood flame spurted out.

Within the blood flame, faces twisted in agony constantly emerged, those blood-flame faces clinging to the Devil, roaring and laughing crazily, finally engulfing it completely.

The figure became like a Human Candle, burning everything within the blood flame. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Finally, as the blood flame disappeared, the Devil dumbfoundedly stood in place, and with the howling wind whipped up by the flames, suddenly shattered, turning into dust.

Yu Ziqing spread his arms, guiding the black fire to sweep open, enclosing from the periphery of the Sect inward bit by bit.

Some Cultivators tried to escape by burrowing underground, but just as they entered the ground, they screamed and rushed back out.

Beneath the earth, strands of black oil slowly seeped out, igniting black fire.

Nowhere to escape above nor below ground.

Yu Ziqing’s hard study of scriptures for so long wasn’t in vain.

A group of Devils, some constantly burned to death by the fire igniting within them, more converged toward the center.

Before long, a Devil appeared with several elderly, women, and children, looking up at Yu Ziqing.

"Are you going to eradicate everyone here?"

Yu Ziqing sighed.

"I haven’t killed a single person; they burnt themselves to death.

You can’t even see this, I overestimated you.

This is just an Almsgiving Ritual."...

Another Devil immediately jumped out.

"You think I’m an idiot? Do you think we don’t know an Almsgiving Ritual? If you’re going to kill, just kill!"

Yu Ziqing stretched out his arms, gently raised them, and black oil continuously converged into a magic platform on the ground.

The magic platform faced Yu Ziqing, with everyone behind it.

He extended a finger, the fingertip igniting with a trace of black fire.

"This fire is called retribution, it seems you really don’t understand, just hiding for so many years, you’ve become out of touch with the times."

He waved his hand, and the black fire swept out, indiscriminately covering everyone.

One by one, Devils were ignited by the black fire, blood flames bursting from within them, burning them to nothing.

"I was waiting for you to split up, waiting for you to possess others.

Now, it’s too late to regret."

Yu Ziqing looked at those covered by black fire, howling in agony under the black fire’s burn, he said quietly.

"I told you all, this is just an Almsgiving Ritual, do I have to teach you an Almsgiving Ritual?"

Yu Ziqing waved his hand, scattered sweet rain drizzling down, landing on the magic platform. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

With Yu Ziqing’s words, those Devil Cultivators simply ignited by the black fire, but without blood flames erupting internally, someone couldn’t bear this immense pain.

Someone came to the magic platform, performing the Almsgiving Ritual, forming seals with their hands, and chanting spells.