Chapter 2290: Slaying the Demon in Anger

But it was too late for him to regret. Now he could no longer get away easily. The immortal evil thought was taking shape rapidly and growing within his will. He wanted to destroy this evil thought but found that he could not do it, thinking that this immortal evil thought was also immortal.

After he cultivated everything he had into an immortal thought, his thought could no longer be extinguished. As long as a thought remained, he would not die.

The same is true for this immortal evil thought. Even Wan Wuyi himself cannot destroy it because it is immortal.

At this moment Wan Wuyi suddenly felt that he was reaping the fruits of his own actions. Because his immortal thoughts were immortal, the immortal evil thoughts that arose from them were also immortal and had the same mysterious power as his immortal thoughts.

All of this is extremely ridiculous, but it really happened. This is where the unorthodox ways are restrained by the evil ways. The constraints are too great.

By cursing Pangu, Zhang Qian has sensed the immortal evil thought that emerged from Wanwuyi's indestructible thought. This immortal evil thought is not controlled by Wanwuyi, but is controlled by cursing Pangu.

By cursing Pangu, Zhang Qian can control it as if it were his own arm.

Under Zhang Qian's control and command, the immortal evil thoughts generated from Wan Wuyi's indestructible thoughts frantically resisted him, and in a crazy manner, tore at his immortal thoughts and fought for his power.

"Zhang Qian!!"

Wan Wuyi roared, his murderous intent towards Zhang Qian was uncontrollable. This man was his nemesis. He mastered such a terrifying magic technique. If he didn't die, he would never have peace.

He didn't know that there was a Master Tongtian in the ancient times. If he knew how terrifying Master Tongtian's first magic skill was, Master Tongtian would also become one of the people he must kill.

"Wan Wuyi, what are my methods? I have already said that you are asking for trouble by coming here. You are no match for me!"

"Shut up! How could I, Wan Wuyi, be defeated by a sinister villain like you? Do you think you can defeat me just because you have mastered the magic? I am invincible!"

Wan Wuyi's arrogance was visible to the naked eye. He controlled billions of divine swords and blocked Zhang Qian's divine sword again and again, trying to find the gaps and flaws in these divine swords to hit Zhang Qian. As long as he hit him once, he was confident that he could severely damage Zhang Qian.

However, up to now in the battle, he had not hit Zhang Qian even once, and he did not reveal any flaws. The divine sword flying in the sky not only demonstrated the ultimate swordsmanship, but also made up for all the flaws.

Zhang Qian was not detached. His swordsmanship certainly had flaws, but these flaws only appeared for a very short time, disappearing in an instant, leaving no time for Wan Wuyi to detect them.

As soon as he saw those flaws, they had disappeared, and Wan Wuyi didn't realize that his methods were too simple. Apart from the swordsmanship, his other magical powers were useless and could not affect Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian always maintains a round light shield, which is composed of the original Taoist text and contains unparalleled defensive power, leaving Wan Wuyi helpless.

Although he also mastered the primordial Dao text, he was unable to use it to break through this barrier. This is a paradox.

On the other hand, Zhang Qian simply took out his sword skills that he hadn't used for a long time and blocked his attack with ease. This was not counting Zhang Qian's magic skills and many other methods that he hadn't used.

This made Wan Wuyi feel a deep sense of crisis. He returned to the prehistoric world with the ambition to reach the top and plan to transcend. If Zhang Qian could stop him, what about the others? What about those saints?
He didn't know that Zhang Qian's power had long surpassed those saints. His past impression made him think that Zhang Qian was just a sinister villain who hid in the dark and constantly plotted, and not a strong man.

Little did he know that this past impression would harm him. Zhang Qian was too good at hiding and forbearing. He had never revealed his full strength and only showed the tip of the iceberg.

It was impossible to figure out his true colors, and one could only guess based on past impressions. Wan Wuyi was the first person to suffer, and it was conceivable that he would not be the last.

Those saints, whether it was Saint Shiyuan or Saint Houtu, all breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhang Qian could stop Wan Wuyi, their fear and dread of Wan Wuyi slowly dissipated.

They also did not understand Zhang Qian's true strength, and only viewed Zhang Qian based on their own impressions and judgments. In their impressions, Zhang Qian was not very strong, nor was he very weak. Moreover, his combat power was erratic, sometimes high and sometimes low. Sometimes he could defeat a powerful enemy, but sometimes he could only tie with some ordinary strong men.

This made it impossible for anyone to figure out how powerful Zhang Qian was. It could be said that he confused everyone.

Wan Wuyi became more and more impatient, because the immortal evil thoughts in his immortal thoughts were growing stronger and stronger. The terrifying thing was that he was simply unable to stop the growth of this immortal evil thought.

Because in the final analysis, this immortal evil thought is also a part of him, a part of himself. Unless he decisively gives up this part of power and expels this immortal evil thought from his body, otherwise this immortal evil thought will become stronger and stronger.

This immortal evil thought is the cancer in his body. However, if he is ruthless enough to expel it, it would be equivalent to losing half of his strength or even his origin.

To cut off the immortal evil thoughts is equivalent to splitting oneself into two and giving up half of the source of one's power, which is something that Wuwu is unwilling to give up.

From this we can also see to what extent the evil path can control Wan Wuyi's unorthodox methods.

But there is no way, this is the price, the price to pay for being able to ignore 99% of the magical powers and treasures in the world, and even being able to withstand heaven's punishment.

Any path has flaws. Unless you transcend yourself and then use the power of transcendence to repeat your own path and make up for the flaws, this is the truth of the universe and cannot be changed.

Zhang Qian had already imagined the scene of fighting with Wan Wuyi countless times, and had deduced it countless times. No matter how he deduced it, he understood that the magic way was the ultimate magic method to deal with Wan Wuyi.

Now after trying it out, it turned out to be true. When facing someone in danger, the magic power of the first magic skill showed unparalleled effect.

"Wan Wuyi, if I were you, I would decisively cut off the immortal evil thoughts and give up half of my own power source. Otherwise, you will be completely infected by the evil thoughts and become a real immortal evil thought. I am looking forward to that scene!"

Zhang Qian said playfully.

"You deserve to die!"

Wan Wuyi gnashed his teeth in hatred. He realized that it was a foolish dream for him to defeat Zhang Qian. He didn't know how many tricks and trump cards this sinister villain had hidden. If he continued like this, just as Zhang Qian said, the immortal evil thoughts would become stronger and stronger until they could not be controlled. It might even overwhelm his own immortal thoughts, and it was not impossible for him to be completely demonized.

"I've got it in mind, Zhang Qian. Don't get complacent. Once I find a way to resist the devil's influence, you'll be dead. I don't believe that there is no treasure in this vast world that can resist the devil's influence!"

Wan Wuyi roared in hatred with a look of determination flashing in his eyes, and he cut off the immortal evil thoughts that were still madly devouring his power.

Roar……!
A pitch-black demonic shadow appeared, and Wan Wuyi himself became much more illusory than what could be seen with the naked eye. The immortal demonic thoughts he slashed out contained nearly half of his source of power!

(End of this chapter)