......
As Lu Ding's words fell, a cold, murderous gleam lit up in his eyes.
He raised his hand.
And clenched his fist.
Countless instances of the Way of the Jinche instantly erupted, blood sprayed, and minced flesh flew.
"Hahahahahaha...... There's even blood, you made it quite realistic."
At this mont, Lu Ding looked exactly like a genuine, ruthless villain who killed without blinking.
He had never been confused about the path he walked.
He had never felt any debt towards those he killed.
He had never felt a single shred of regret for the things he had done.
Those complete bodies were sliced apart by the slash attacks of the Way of the Jinche.
Screams, wails, agony, curses.
Until.......
The flesh and blood fell like rain and snow.
Yan Feifan slowly walked out.
"Brother Lu, long ti no see, I'm sorry, I'm useless, I can't keep up with your pace, I'm trash, please, I beg you Brother Lu, slow down a bit, wait for ......"
Bai Hen, as if crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, still had a cold face: "Lu Ding, I......"
He wanted to say sothing, but couldn't get it out.
Just like before.
He opened his mouth, and what ca out was: "Forget it, just kill , I can't catch up to you."
Huangfu Lingyun: "Lu Ding, I submit to you, I, Zhang Wei, submit to you!"
Elder Deng appeared: "Xiao Lu, it's almost New Year, let's spend it together this year, co back."
The Crooked-Mouth Old Man hugged his phone: "Kid, hey, I sent you ssages, why aren't you replying? Hurry, co with this old man, let's go live a good life."
Fu Xinghe stepped forward: "Brother Lu, the gap between our cultivation realms is getting bigger and bigger, before long, I won't be able to assist you anymore, Brother Lu......"
Then it was Elder Shui, Secretary Qiu, Director Chu of the Yunhai branch in the Third Circle, Deputy Director Chu, friends from the Third Circle, An Wuyang who left without saying goodbye, saying 'see you next ti', the little monk Wutian......
One by one, they spoke words of entreaty.
Attempting to drag down Lu Ding's rising cultivation steps.
Sinking into the Inner Demons.
Lu Ding looked at these people. He knew they were fake.
But still......
Lu Ding shook his head: "You're clever, I'll give you that, knowing to use them to restrain . I admit, this is the first ti my heart has softened, but....."
He hadn't even finished speaking.
This was also the first ti soone interrupted Lu Ding.
"Where is this?"
As this voice sounded, the previously stable darkness around them instantly began to squirm, shake, and drip downwards like ink.
Lu Ding looked towards the source of this clearly normal voice—a normality that seed utterly abnormal in this place.
He saw Wang Qingge holding her small wooden sign.
That girl, her eyes were clear like a college student's.
Lu Ding frowned, feeling that Wang Qingge's state wasn't right.
It didn't seem like an Inner Demon.
He just called out: "Wang Qingge?"
Hearing this, Wang Qingge instantly turned her head.
Seeing it was Lu Ding, she quickly ran over, holding up the wooden sign, on which words appeared.
[Lu Ding, why are you here? Did you summon ? We haven't seen each other for so long.]
As she ran over.
Lu Ding could see the shadow she dragged behind her waving tentacles nacingly.
And the real aura on her body.
Oh crap!
Can't tell.
He really couldn't tell!!!!
Was this fucking real or fake?
Although the possibility of Wang Qingge appearing here wasn't high, it wasn't zero either.
She did have that Cthulhu monster on her.
Those things were notoriously unpredictable.
And Wang Qingge also had the ability to crawl out of phones.
This is just......
Lu Ding felt a bit dizzy.
He felt the top of his head tingling.
He raised his hand and unleashed a Way of the Jinche slash towards the tentacles of Wang Qingge's shadow.
Instantly, a severed section fell to the ground, writhing.
Wang Qingge's shadow also returned to normal at that mont.
The feeling of that hit was too similar to the real thing.
Wang Qingge stood there dumbly, holding up her sign.
[What's wrong?]
Lu Ding took a deep breath: "How did you get here?"
A thinking emoji appeared on the wooden sign.
[How I got here..... I was sleeping..... I felt soone calling , I opened my eyes and I was here.]
At this mont, the Gloomy Energy hidden in the shadows was going crazy!!
It just wanted to create an Inner Demon that resembled Wang Qingge.
How did it manage to summon the real one?!
And the problem was, this wasn't even her Fifth Restriction Inner Demon trial, how the hell could she get in?!
Unbeknownst to it, that's just how Cthulhu was—infection, corruption, don't think about it, think it and it cos.
Coupled with the fact that Wang Qingge really hadn't seen Lu Ding for a long ti, if the Inner Demon used Lu Ding to summon her, how could she not co?
Lu Ding was her best friend.
Now the Gloomy Energy was completely at a loss.
Damn it, whatever!
Just proceed with the process, otherwise, it was going to lose control of the situation.
Just as Lu Ding and Wang Qingge were chatting.
From within the darkness.
Another figure walked out.
Lu Ding looked over.
The figure wore scholar-warrior sleeves, dragging a black wide-swinging robe. From attire to appearance, it was exactly like him.
The only difference was the deanor.
This Inner Demon Lu Ding, personally manifested by the Gloomy Energy, had eyes and a temperant that were clearly more gentle, tender, and sunny, lacking the sharp edges of temperant and the arrogance in the gaze.
It was completely topsy-turvy.
Even Lu Ding himself was stunned.
How did it get reversed?
In the novels he used to read, those Inner Demons were all corrupted, each one outrageously arrogant.
How co when it got to him.
It turned into this whitewashed version.
Wait, no.....
If the Inner Demon is whitewashed, then doesn't that an he himself is...... corrupted?
Damn it!!!
Before Lu Ding could speak.
The Inner Demon spoke.
"Wang Qingge, co over here quickly, he's fake."
Wang Qingge couldn't understand, but she could hear the voice.
She turned to look.
Not a trace of hesitation in her eyes.
She raised her sign and smashed it towards the Inner Demon Lu Ding.
That sign, it still had words on it.
[What are you blabbering about, daring to impersonate Lu Ding? I can tell at a glance you're not real, you impostor!!!]
Lu Ding laughed.
The Inner Demon was also stupid as hell.
Could it even get close to the Cthulhu on Wang Qingge?
Could it even get close to the Heaven-Man Unity on him?
Lu Ding's ability to converse with Wang Qingge relied entirely on Heaven-Man Unity.
Since it couldn't get close to either, what right did it have to impersonate him?
Because this was Lu Ding's Inner Demon, and Wang Qingge was a special case, if the Inner Demon fought Lu Ding, it might still put up a fight, but if it faced Wang Qingge, this outsider, it was just asking to get beaten up.
It was beaten back step by step.
And even then, it was still talking tough.
"I'm the real one, he's the fake one, Wang Qingge, wake up!!!"
It roared, then turned its head to look at Lu Ding, shouting with bloodshot eyes: "What kind of bewitching drug did you give her?!"
Well, it was even deceiving itself now.
And that expression, that tone, the flavor was way too strong—it was practically the prelude to shouting about bonds and friendship.
Lu Ding didn't dare imagine if he were like that;
he would really be so ashad he could dig out a castle with his toes.
Wang Qingge waved her little wooden sign, the characters on it constantly changing.
[Can't understand. Type. Don't you dare shed horse tears with that face.]
The Inner Demon's expression, its deanor, not only disgusted Lu Ding, but also disgusted Wang Qingge. In her perception, Lu Ding would absolutely never show such an expression, and with bloodshot eyes too? Are you going to cry? Did your dad die, or your mom? Shaful, I spit on you!
To the side, with Wang Qingge keeping it occupied.
The progress bar for Lu Ding's breakthrough from the late Fourth Restriction to the Fifth Restriction had already reached ninety-nine percent.
If not for Wang Qingge's sudden involvent, there might have really been so trouble, delaying him for a considerable ti.
Now it was just the final step.
Lu Ding ford hand seals, following the sensation within his body, his eyes slightly closed.
Twelve zodiac animal phantom images flew out from around him. Qian and Kun fixed north and south, Kan and Li fixed east and west. Year, month, day, hour, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches surged forth. The four great elents of earth, fire, water, and wind erged. The five phases of tal, wood, water, fire, and earth were clearly delineated. Yin and Yang converged.
A Taiji diagram slowly took shape.
Seeing that Lu Ding was about to awaken his Fifth Restriction Anomalous Phenonon, the Inner Demon felt urgent: "Don't you dare!!!!"
Disregarding Wang Qingge's obstruction, it tried to pounce forward.
But it could disregard all it wanted, Wang Qingge wasn't going to stand still.
She raised her little wooden sign high and slamd it down on the back of Inner Demon Lu Ding's head.
Thud!
[I told you to type, type, I can't understand!]
Inner Demon Lu Ding was imdiately slamd so hard the back of its head caved in.
anwhile, Lu Ding.
Ti returned to day, day returned to month, month returned to year, the acquired returned to the innate, the five phases reversed, the four great elents emptied, yin and yang encircled him.
The surrounding Gloomy Energy rapidly receded, light burst forth, and the Inner Landscape ford into a picture.
All mountains, rivers, and Divine Palaces leaped onto the scroll painting.
This was Lu Ding's Fifth Restriction Anomalous Phenonon—the Rivers and Mountains, Society and Millet Painting, now enhanced with the innate Eight Trigrams.
Fifth Restriction cultivation, achieved!
Yin and Yang energies churned, a dark light flashed, and black Qi surged wildly.
Lu Ding suddenly made his move, as if transcending the limitations of space and ti.
He grabbed the Inner Demon with one hand and lifted it up, his neatly trimd fingertips digging into its flesh, death-gripping its throat bone.
With just one move, he subdued the Inner Demon.
Lu Ding spoke: "Do you know the difference between a king and a mount?"
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