Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 728 - 706, Evil Wei is online

Chapter 728: 706, Evil Wei is online

At this moment,

on the surface of New York City,

the Evil Spirit Du Wei, or rather, Black Du Wei was wandering through the darkness of New York City with the Envelope.

He was looking for Du Wei.

However, the Envelope was only pretending to cooperate on the surface, but was actually delaying time.

This made him very impatient.

“I’m giving you one last chance, if you take me on another wild goose chase and can’t find him, I’m going to kill you,” he threatened.

The Envelope trembled.

[Black Du Wei master, please don’t be angry, my own master’s whereabouts are always mysterious, as you know. He trusts no one, so it’s difficult for me to find him, too.]

But what it really thought was,

What an idiot…

Didn’t my master tell me to stall you? How could I just obediently tell you where he is?

Also,

Do you really think you can kill me, the Envelope?

If my master doesn’t die, I don’t die.

It’s just to bluff you, to lick your boots, and you’re taking it seriously?

Just then,

suddenly…

In the consciousness of the Envelope, Du Wei’s weak but fierce voice could be heard.

It immediately responded: [Master, what’s wrong with you?]

“I’m trapped in a very dangerous place, I’ve encountered my nemesis, bring Black Du Wei to me immediately, by any means necessary. I want it to step into that Ghost Coffin for me.”

[What? You might die, master, absolutely not, hold on, I’ll bring Black Du Wei there right now.]

After responding in its consciousness,

The Envelope immediately understood the gravity of the situation.

If Du Wei died, it would die too.

The master and servant are one entity.

At once,

when facing Black Du Wei again, the Envelope put on a different face.

[Black Du Wei master, since you have spoken, I must listen to you, but after I find the master for you, could you give me a chance to be your lapdog?]

[After all, your memory hasn’t been disconnected from his for long, you know my loyalty to you.]

[Since you’re going to replace him anyway, why not take me as your bootlicker, what’s there to lose?]

Black Du Wei, cold and merciless: “Shut up, just tell me where he is.”

The Envelope, fawning more than ever: [Master, even when you scold me, you do so with such vigor, it makes me admire you to the point of prostration. He’s in the sewer pipes underneath New York City, I’ll take you there now.]

Black Du Wei narrowed his eyes: “Would you be that kind-hearted?”

[It’s just a part of the master’s mission.]

It snorted coldly.

With an expression of mockery,

The being that appeared in New York was not the real body but just an avatar, which could be understood as the same relationship between Du Wei and the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Moreover,

Black Du Wei’s strength was more monstrous than Du Wei’s, an avatar could be regenerated even if it died out there,

Crafted of black threads,

It didn’t care about that bit of loss.

…

Meanwhile,

the state Du Wei was in was incredibly dangerous.

After he instructed the Envelope,

his body moved even closer to the stone coffin.

In just over ten steps,

he would enter the stone coffin.

At that point, he would die utterly.

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His will was struggling against the deadly attraction of the stone coffin.

Du Wei felt it was like a tug-of-war,

except he was on the losing side.

The sensation was extremely distressing.

All this time, it was he who overcame Evil Spirits.

Never had an Evil Spirit overcome him.

“If this goes on, I won’t last until Black Du Wei arrives. I need to do something.”

The more critical the danger became, the calmer Du Wei was.

“What other measures do I have?”

“Mapa’s Pen, I’ve lost control of my body now; I can’t even take it out. My shadow has lost contact with me, seems to be blocked, I can’t rely on outside forces.”

“I can’t call on others to help me either.”

“The abilities of my two hands can’t be activated, either.”

“My body is out of control, but my consciousness is still my own.”

“Dream…”

Du Wei thought of a way.

He decided to enter his dreams and release the Everlasting Flower.

Although he was keeping the flower to confront the Demon God,

if he were to die, would he still need to consider the future?

Being alive means having a future, dying ends it all…

But…

There was one very embarrassing situation.

“If I enter my dreams now, even though time moves slowly there, my consciousness will be immersed and unable to continue the confrontation with the stone coffin, and my body will definitely run into it uncontrollably.”

“So, the moment I go in, I’m gambling,”

“Gambling that my body won’t have stepped into it before I open my eyes and release the Everlasting Flower.”

Du Wei asked himself.

“Should I take the gamble?”

He admitted that sometimes, he relied a lot on luck.

What worked at one time might not work at another.

It really wasn’t suitable to gamble with his own life.

“Moreover, even if I bring the Everlasting Flower in, it’s not certain that it can withstand the coffin for me, delaying until Black Du Wei comes.”

“And if I think one step back, after Black Du Wei lies down in it and dies, what method should I use to leave?”

“I can’t run out anymore.”

“Evil Du Wei…”

Du Wei thought through all the possibilities he could and couldn’t imagine.

Suddenly,

he realized that his most effective means was only to awaken Evil Du Wei.

To forcefully awaken…

It wasn’t that Du Wei was too rash; originally, he was chasing the dark aura, chasing the potentially appearing Demon Nun, wanting to know if the Demon God assimilated by Evil Du Wei had problems.

Who would have thought, he would encounter such a bizarre Red Gate.

Especially since each time the Red Gate was opened, the thing behind it was different.

Who knew that a tower would appear this time.

It was a matter of urgency.

Du Wei decided to stake everything on one throw.

Besides, Evil Du Wei had been asleep for far too long.

In reality, traces of the Demon Nun had also appeared.

This made Du Wei constantly worried.

He and Evil Du Wei were one, a single consciousness.

But that did not mean that everything was within his control.

Perhaps, the assimilation by Evil Du Wei had developed problems he hadn’t detected.

“I must awaken my other side.”

Du Wei’s eyes immediately dimmed.

The radiance disappeared.

His body hurriedly approached the stone coffin.

At this moment, the whole stone coffin was emitting a cold breath, that breath was extremely violent, just like a wild beast that had been hungry for countless years finally seeing food.

Moreover, the four closest Hell’s Gates to the coffin were also exuding a strange aura.

Vague illusions were flickering uncertainly.

The other Hell’s Gates, like a row of lit lamps, one after another began to exhibit abnormalities.

Although they were all replicas,

they underwent unexpected changes due to Du Wei’s arrival.

Again, it must be said.

The entire tower was a tomb prepared for Du Wei.

And in Du Wei’s consciousness,

At the bottom of that lake of the mind, where it was silent far too long, Evil Du Wei, who was bound by chains, suddenly opened its eyes.

Click-click-click…

The chains tensed.

Evil Du Wei indifferently glanced at those chains.

Where its gaze landed, the chains broke on cue.

“I have indeed slept a bit too long,”

“So long that something has attempted to steal the Demon God I assimilated.”

“What an interesting world.”

The tone of Evil Du Wei remained as it was; the next second, it automatically rose from the bottom of the lake, its black coat and cold gaze intact, with only a few chains wrapped around its body.

It raised its hand.

A pallid mask appeared in its hand out of thin air.

The mask was densely lined with twenty odd-shaped patterns, but the one that represented Valak was particularly dim.

The next second,

Evil Du Wei put on the mask.

At the center of the whole mind’s lake, as it was the epicenter, towering waves arose…