HLnovel Chapter 308 He has been controlled by the Demon Lord!
Chapter 308 He has been controlled by the Demon Lord!
When Xinghui and the others were immersed in the joy of rebirth in the spirit world, Shen Li's figure came running over like a breeze, her eyes flashing with anxiety and concern, and she blurted out:
"Xinghan!" This call instantly suppressed the surrounding noise.
Hearing the voice, Xinghui turned around and looked at the woman in front of him, with whom he had an inextricable bond. There was both tenderness and relief in his eyes.
He smiled calmly and explained to Shen Li softly:
"I am not the Xinghan you know. My soul is the painting god Xinghui from ancient times. Ten thousand years ago, in order to save the common people, I risked my life and eventually died. However, fate did not let me disappear completely. A wisp of my soul was able to hide among the mountains and rivers, turning into a fragment of a painting, which has gone through countless years."
"That day, I was seriously injured and split into two. One soul merged into the mountains and rivers, becoming one with nature; while the other wandered in the light, looking for an opportunity to be reborn. Now, I have finally awakened from the light and been reborn. And you, Shen Li, met me in the mortal world. All this is fate and destiny."
At this point, Xinghui's eyes became deeper. He looked at Shen Li gratefully and continued:
"I am grateful for your love and help. You have given me warmth and strength over the past few days. But now, the six realms are facing an unprecedented crisis. Saving the people and maintaining peace in the six realms has become an unshirkable responsibility on my shoulders. I can no longer indulge in my personal emotions. I must stand up and fight for a greater mission."
Shen Li's eyes gradually became moist as she listened to Xinghui's words.
She understood Xinghui's choice and the burden on his shoulders.
She held Xinghui's hand tightly and said firmly: "Whether you are Xinghan or Xinghui, you are the most important person in my heart. I will always be by your side, supporting you and helping you until we get through this difficult time together."
Just as everyone was immersed in praising and discussing Xinghui, a sudden change broke the tranquility.
In the illusion, a twisted and hideous face suddenly emerged, accompanied by a roar full of hatred: "Shen Xing, I will kill you!"
This sudden voice made everyone change color. They turned to look at the source of the voice, only to see that the person was Fang Sheng, one of the previous contestants.
But at this moment, Fang Sheng was no longer the high-spirited young man. His face was distorted, his eyes were red, and a thick demonic aura surrounded him, like a demon crawling out of hell.
Xinghui frowned when he saw this. He immediately recognized Fang Sheng's identity and his current abnormality.
He knew very well that Fang Sheng had been possessed by a breath of the first generation Demon Lord, and his soul had been completely devoured, becoming the Demon Lord's puppet. At this moment, Fang Sheng's heart was filled with greed, anger, and dissatisfaction. His every move and every word was a manifestation of the Demon Lord's will.
"Fang Sheng, wake up!" Xinghui tried to use his voice to awaken Fang Sheng's inner consciousness, but it was obviously in vain. Fang Sheng's eyes were filled with hatred and killing. He pounced on the crowd, with devilish energy everywhere. Wherever he went, the grass and trees withered and all living things were destroyed.
"Everyone be careful, he has been controlled by the Demon Lord!"
Xinghui warned everyone loudly, and at the same time, he flashed in front of everyone, ready to fight this irrational puppet. He knew that he had to get rid of Fang Sheng as soon as possible, otherwise, if he completely lost control, the consequences would be disastrous.
The surrounding contestants also reacted. They quickly gathered together, each displaying their best skills, ready to fight this powerful enemy together with Xinghui.
Dian Wu manipulated the electric current to weave a net in the air, trying to trap Fang Sheng; Lei Zhen gathered the power of thunder, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow; Mo Fang splashed ink with his brush, trying to use the power of calligraphy and painting to disturb Fang Sheng's mind...
A fierce battle unfolded in the illusion, with demonic energy and spiritual power intertwining and colliding, making a deafening roar.
Xinghui's figure was as light as a flowing cloud. When he gently stroked the gown, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in the air, which was the subtle resonance between the spiritual power and the clothes. As he tapped his fingers, the gown leaped like a living thing, and instantly turned into a colorful brush with stars twinkling on it, foreshadowing extraordinary power.
"The stars are the ink, the world is the paper, today I will use your body to draw a picture of the seal!" Xinghui murmured, his voice was soft, but it was full of unquestionable determination. He stood with a pen in hand, surrounded by a faint silver glow, which was the unique spiritual power aura of him as a painting god.
Seeing this, Fang Sheng roared in anger, and the demonic energy around him became even stronger. He waved the weapon corroded by the demonic energy and rushed towards Xinghui with the momentum of destroying the world.
However, Xinghui did not rush to attack, but moved slightly, like a dragon playing in the water, and cleverly avoided Fang Sheng's attack. At the same time, the brush drew a brilliant track in the air, leaving behind a series of star tracks, like the brightest meteor in the night sky.
"Starfall Strike, first move - Star Breaking Sky Strike!" Xinghui shouted, and swung the brush down suddenly. A brilliant galaxy fell from the sky, carrying endless power, wrapping Fang Sheng completely in it. Under the impact of this star power, Fang Sheng's magic energy stagnated for a moment, revealing a rare flaw.
"Hmph, the power of the stars, how can it do anything to me!" Although Fang Sheng was trapped, he did not give up resistance. He tried his best, his demonic energy boiling, trying to break through the restraints of the River of Stars. But Xinghui would not give him a chance. The brush waved again, and the power of the stars condensed more, forming a series of tiny star chains, locking Fang Sheng tightly.
"Starfall Strike, Second Style - Star Sea Frenzy!"
Xinghui's voice was cold and resolute, and the star chains intertwined into a net, completely imprisoning Fang Sheng. At this moment, a trace of despair flashed in Fang Sheng's eyes, and he realized that he could no longer escape the punishment of the star power.
"Lord Xinghui, your skills are truly amazing!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
“Don’t be careless, the real battle has just begun.” Although Xinghui appeared calm on the surface, he knew deep down that the crisis between the Heaven Realm and Xutianyuan was far more serious than the battle at hand.
With Fang Sheng's defeat, the battle came to a temporary end, and cheers from the crowd rang out one after another.
And this time Fang Sheng actually dared to come alone to challenge Shen Xing, probably because he calculated that Shen Xing's ability was limited.
"Be patient." Xinghui signaled everyone to return to their seats quickly.
At this time, Ling Zun and his entourage arrived with the generals from heaven.
"Greetings to the Star God!" Ling Zun led everyone in paying respectful tribute.
Xinghui waved his hand calmly, signaling everyone to stand up.