Upon hearing Zhang Chen’s words, Xie Lingyun was stunned, and her eyes were full of surprise as she looked at Zhang Chen: "What you said is interesting, but unfortunately, even if there is someone destined to face the calamity, I won’t be able to wait for them."
Xie Lingyun’s voice was filled with sorrow: "This is fate, heaven is determined to end me! When I first met you, I was overjoyed, having found a way to restrain this demon, but who knew that a trace of the demon’s source would leak out, and it would conveniently grow into a threatening force. This is destiny."
Xie Lingyun felt very innocent. If it weren’t for the previous battle leaking the source of the Celestial Demon, that female ghost wouldn’t have gained destiny, allowing the Celestial Demon to gain power in the external world.
A series of coincidences, even if the Celestial King arrived, they couldn’t withstand it.
There’s no doubt Xie Lingyun was down on her luck at the moment.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen could only smile bitterly. If Xie Lingyun was at her worst luck, then what about him? He was the one dragged into this; he was truly innocent! He possesses the power to restrain the Celestial Demon. The Celestial Demon would never let him go! He must find a way to protect Xie Lingyun because if she were possessed by the Celestial Demon, the Demon would gain all of Xie Lingyun’s strength and even break through further—he wouldn’t stand a chance against it.
So, how to restrain the Celestial Demon?
Zhang Chen’s gaze swept over his skill panel, finally landing on the Soul-Capturing Technique, and he thought to himself: "I wonder if I can perform the Soul-Capturing Technique to draw that Celestial Demon out of Xie Lingyun. But the true body of the Celestial Demon resides in Xie Lingyun’s mind, and even if I use my Soul Mark, it can only mark Xie Lingyun’s soul, not the true body of the Celestial Demon. The key is to lure out the true body of the Celestial Demon!"
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen’s mind, and opposite him, Xie Lingyun sighed softly: "You should go back, I want some peace."
Zhang Chen glanced at Xie Lingyun, wanting to say something, but ultimately, he kept silent and sighed before leaving the small building. He looked up at the sky, seemingly unaffected by the demonic force field Xie Lingyun mentioned.
At this time, all the disciples and elders gathered in the square, lighting incense in the incense burner of the square. All disciples stood before the incense burner, silently praying for the higher-ups of the Yellow Heaven Dao to descend.
Zhang Chen also joined the group, coming behind Chengyu, and whispered: "What’s the situation now?"
"An elder from the Daoist Temple wanted to descend the mountain to deliver a message, but after walking for an hour, they inexplicably returned to the temple. It is said that our temple encountered a ghost wall, trapping everyone inside. The only way to deliver the message now is to burn incense and pray for the divine spirits to descend and save us from this predicament," Chengyu replied with an unpleasant expression.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen fell silent, numerous thoughts fluttering in his mind as his eyes swept across the sky. He mused privately, "An illusion realm? Where is this illusion realm? Could it be that I’m trapped in an illusion realm without realizing it?"
Seizing an opportunity, Zhang Chen went to a secluded place, transforming into a mist and rising straight into the sky, surprisingly flying out of the Daoist Temple effortlessly.
"Where is this demonic force field?" Zhang Chen stood among the mountains, now ten miles from the Daoist Temple, looking at it from afar without finding anything.
At this moment, looking down from a high position, he saw several elders wandering back and forth in front of the temple gate, running around like lost ants, repeating their movements mechanically. Each was sweating and panting, yet unable to leave the temple gate even a step away.
A hundred yards outside the temple, two figures appeared, silently standing outside the temple gate, both looking extremely grim.
One was the patriarch, Wu Changming, the other was the Observatory Master, Liu Feng.
As for Gu Mingyue, there was no trace of her.
From a distance, Zhang Chen ’saw’ Wu Changming and Liu Feng standing outside the temple, arguing angrily, until Liu Feng suddenly flung his sleeve and rushed into the temple gate without hesitation.
Seeing this, Wu Changming smiled bitterly, pacing before the temple gate for a long time, finally gritting his teeth and following in.
"It seems even a formidable presence like Wu Changming, who could contend with great cultivators like Xie Xuan, is terrified when facing the Celestial Demon! The power of the Celestial Demon does not lie in its strength but in its mystery, common Divine Techniques cannot affect it in the slightest."
Zhang Chen took a deep breath, turned around, and returned to the temple; although he could leave, he couldn’t walk away.
If he doesn’t kill that damn Celestial Demon, no matter where he flees, he will be hunted down by it.
Upon returning to the temple, Zhang Chen saw Wu Changming and Liu Feng, who were trapped repeatedly going in circles before the temple gate. They had already fallen into the trap before even crossing the gate.
"It’s over for these two, nothing can be expected from them. Wu Changming, who was once able to rival a great cultivator of the Yang God realm like Xie Xuan, was caught at the first encounter with the Celestial Demon, having no resistance at all." Zhang Chen looked at those trapped in the illusion realm and silently left.
This illusion realm works on the mind, not by creating a false external environment to trap people. Faced with this mind-influencing power, the two were helpless.
To resist the Celestial Demon’s power, one must prevent its power from entering their body beforehand. For instance, if the Celestial Demon tries to invade Zhang Chen, as it approaches Zhang Chen’s physical form, the Light of the True God on his body erupts, blocking it from coming any closer to his soul.