The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 33 I am not myself

Yun Weiyang walked in, then paused for a moment.

The interior of the main hall was far larger than imagined. The dome was high, estimated to be at least tens of feet high. Starlight streamed down through the gaps in the dome, casting sparse beams of light in the darkness. Four giant pillars supported the dome, each requiring ten people to encircle it. The pillars were covered with densely packed cloud-shaped characters that glowed faintly in the darkness, like swimming silver snakes. The floor was paved with solid, dark blue stone bricks, their surfaces as smooth as mirrors, reflecting people's images.

Stepping inside, one can't help but feel insignificant. This grand hall is like a palace built for giants; mortals standing within it are nothing but dust.

Li Qinghe turned around to face Yun Weiyang.

"My greatest strength lies in swordsmanship. The 'Demon Seal Scripture' excels at replicating the opponent's supernatural abilities. In addition, the Reincarnation Usurper Dao Embryo you have forged can modify your own memories to a certain extent. You have three days to master the first supernatural ability of the 'Demon Seal Scripture': I am not myself. Only in this way will you have a chance to defeat the Dao Embryo disciples in three days."

"I am not myself" is one of the four fundamental supernatural powers of the "Demon Seal Scripture". After mastering it, one can combine one's understanding of others' memories to transform oneself into another person and master some of their supernatural powers and strength. One can even obtain some of their memories out of thin air, which is extremely strange.

Upon hearing this, Yun Weiyang smiled at Li Qinghe and then closed her eyes.

The hall was quiet, with only the starlight filtering through the dome moving slowly.

A moment later, Yun Weiyang opened his eyes, and a flash of blood-red sword light disappeared in his eyes.

Yun Weiyang's figure began to change, becoming thinner and colder. His facial features changed from soft to sharp, and a hint of fierceness appeared between his brows. Pure white demonic energy condensed between the five fingers of his right hand, turning into a blood-red sharp edge that flickered and emitted a slight buzzing sound.

Li Qinghe stared at the person in front of her who looked exactly like her, her pupils suddenly contracting. If she hadn't witnessed Yun Weiyang's transformation firsthand, she would have almost thought she was standing in front of a mirror.

"You've already completed the cultivation?" Li Qinghe's voice carried a rare hint of surprise.

Yun Weiyang smiled, raised her right hand, and a blood-red blade danced at her fingertips, as if it were alive.

"It didn't seem difficult at all. I learned it the day after the Reincarnation and World-Changing Embryo was formed."

Li Qinghe fell silent.

The difficulty of cultivating the "Demon Seal Scripture" is widely acknowledged by the Nine Nether Sect. The difficulty of cultivating the four supernatural powers of the "Demon Seal Scripture" is no less than that of beginners. Over the past ten thousand years, there have been many disciples in the sect who have cultivated the "Demon Seal Scripture," but only a handful have been able to master the first supernatural power within a year. She has never heard of anyone being able to master it within three days.

Yun Weiyang's aptitude for comprehending supernatural powers surpasses even that of her back then.

Surrounded by pure white clouds, Yun Weiyang's figure returned to normal, but the crimson sharpness on his right hand did not fade; instead, it became even more solid, as if covered with a thin layer of crimson glass.

"This divine power is indeed impressive," Yun Weiyang said, looking at Li Qinghe. "But isn't that enough? Don't the disciples of the sect possess any magical treasures?"

Li Qinghe was about to speak.

A streak of light flew in from outside the palace at great speed, leaving a silvery-white trail in the darkness, like a fish swimming through the night sky. It flew straight toward Yun Weiyang and turned into ripples the instant it hit his chest.

In the center of the ripples, a bronze bell the size of a palm emerged.

The bronze bell is dark blue-black, with countless twisted demonic incantations engraved on its surface. The incantations are layered on top of each other, as if they were living things moving around on the bell. The bell wall is very thin, and you can vaguely see a faint light flowing inside.

The bronze bell hovered in front of Yun Weiyang's chest, slowly rotating and emitting a deep hum.

Li Qinghe looked at the clock, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"This is a genuine artifact bestowed upon you by my father, the Yellow Millet Bell. It was also a treasure forged by an elder of the sect who cultivated the 'Demon Seal Scripture' five hundred years ago. It is very suitable for you."

Yun Weiyang lifted the bronze bell, feeling the warmth emanating from her palm.

Yun Weiyang's demonic energy easily merged into the bell, like a drop of water falling into the sea, without any hindrance. The demonic mantra on the bell sensed his demonic energy and moved even more merrily, emitting a soft tinkling sound, like countless small bells swaying in the wind.

In a short while, Yun Weiyang had already grasped the basics of the Yellow Millet Bell.

"With 'I Am Not Me' and 'The Yellow Millet Bell,' if you still can't keep your position as a true disciple, then it proves you have no value. At that time, my father will kill you directly to delay Old Monster Yan from gathering the Twelve Dragon Demons."

Yun Weiyang looked at Li Qinghe without speaking. The Yellow Millet Bell in his hand emitted a deep hum and slowly merged into his palm, disappearing into the Dao Embryo Cave Heaven.

"How heartless." Yun Weiyang smiled. "I thought you would spare my life out of consideration for our past as master and disciple."

Li Qinghe's cold expression remained completely unchanged.

"Then, Master," Yun Weiyang said, her smile fading, "could you find me a place to stay? I'm a little tired after traveling for so long."

Li Qinghe nodded, turned around and left: "Someone will take you there."

Her figure disappeared at the entrance of the main hall, and her footsteps faded into the distance.

Not long after, light footsteps could be heard outside the main hall.

A tall woman walked in, wearing a dark red long dress with a black silk sash tied around her waist. Her long hair was tied up in a high bun, revealing a section of her fair neck.

The woman's face wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but her features were delicate, and her smiling eyes made her seem approachable.

The woman smiled sweetly as she approached Yun Weiyang.

"Junior Brother Yun, I have come on Elder Li's orders to take you to your residence."

Yun Weiyang looked at the female disciple in front of her and a smile appeared on her face.

"Is elder sister a disciple of Elder Nong?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes sparkling: "My name is Qin Yueyin. I am just a nominal disciple. My master has accepted three thousand nominal disciples. Only those who have condensed their Golden Core are qualified to become true disciples."

Upon hearing that Elder Nong had three thousand registered disciples, Yun Weiyang smiled.

The two walked and chatted. Yun Weiyang spoke in a friendly tone and with proper manners. Occasionally, she would say a few witty remarks, which would make Qin Yueyin cover her mouth and chuckle. The atmosphere was very pleasant, like that of longtime friends having a casual chat.

"Three thousand disciples, Elder Nong has good energy, and perhaps his appetite is even better," Yun Weiyang said with a smile, looking into Qin Yueyin's eyes.

A hint of unease flashed across Qin Yueyin's face. She glanced around and lowered her voice, saying, "Master has a bad temper, so don't say things like that carelessly. If one of Master's true disciples hears this, they won't care about Elder Li's reputation."

Yun Weiyang smiled, then changed the subject: "Sister, what kind of cultivation technique does Elder Nong practice?"