Fox Song

Chapter 209 Coercion and inducement

Under the dim sky, the battle was like dead leaves in the wind, swaying and desperate.

Xie Qing's confrontation with the transformed demon man seemed extremely difficult from the very beginning.

Every movement of the demon man was smooth and graceful, yet contained destructive power, as if he himself was the embodiment of death.

Xie Qing tried his best. Although his swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, it seemed so powerless in front of the white-haired man. The demon man was like a dragon playing with water, easily dissolving all of Xie Qing's attacks and forcing him into desperate situations again and again.

"Mortal, I have learned your courage, but your strength is far from enough."

The demon man opened his thin lips and spoke in a cold and arrogant voice, as if he was making the final judgment on Xie Qing.

Xie Qing gritted his teeth, sweat and blood mixed together, blurring his vision. But he did not give up, he knew that even if there was little hope, he had to fight to the last moment.

"Although I am mortal, I have a flame in my heart that is enough to illuminate the darkness!"

Xie Qing's voice echoed on the battlefield, with unyielding determination. He raised his sword again and charged at the man in white with all his strength.

His figure flashed, and he appeared beside the demon man like a ghost. His sword drew a dazzling arc and went straight for the demon man's throat.

However, the demon man's reaction was extraordinary. He simply turned sideways and avoided Xie Qing's life-threatening attack.

Then, he waved his hand lightly, and a ball of black gas drew a strange trajectory in the air and hit Xie Qing directly in the chest.

Xie Qing only felt a surge of overwhelming force rushing into his body, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough... cough cough..." Xie Qing struggled to get up, but his spine was broken and the severe pain in his chest made it almost impossible for him to breathe. He looked at the demon man walking towards him step by step, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Your journey ends here."

The demon man said coldly, his voice echoing in the empty battlefield like the sentence of the god of death.

"Xie Qing, I will give you another chance. Join our demon clan and you will have supreme power and glory."

The demon man stood in front of him, his tone containing a hint of temptation and threat.

"Demons, don't even think about making me betray the human race and give up my beliefs!"

Xie Qing clenched his teeth, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but his answer remained resolute.

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being cruel."

The demon man's face darkened and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

As he spoke, the demon man slowly raised his right hand, and the surrounding shadows seemed to be attracted by his will and began to rotate around his palm. As his power focused, a black long sword gradually condensed in his hand. Its existence seemed to devour all the light around it, leaving behind a deep and heart-pounding darkness.

The man's eyes were cold and ruthless. He slowly raised his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at Xie Qing.

Xie Qing instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis. He wanted to retreat and avoid the impending attack, but his body was severely injured and he could not move.

"Give up, Xie Qing. Your persistence is meaningless and will only cause you more pain."

The voice of the man in white rang out again, with a hint of imperceptible pity. He thrust the sword in his hand down, aiming directly at Xie Qing's thigh. The long sword cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

"what!"

Xie Qing screamed, the pain seemed to penetrate deep into his soul, he felt dizzy and almost fainted. Blood gushed out from the wound, staining his clothes and the ground red.

A demonic energy followed the sword intent and crisscrossed Xie Qing's body, like thousands of insects and ants biting his bone marrow and flesh. It was an indescribable pain that spread from the wound, along his blood vessels, through his muscles and bones, and directly into the depths of his soul.

Xie Qing wanted to struggle and escape from this torment, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and he could not move.

He could only feel the evil energy raging in his body, as if something was slowly corroding his body and slowly devouring his vitality.

His skin began to turn pale, and the light in his eyes began to dim, as if even his soul was being corroded by the evil spirit.

His body began to tremble, not because he was cold, but because every nerve in his body was experiencing unimaginable pain.

The demon man squatted down, gently lifted Xie Qing's chin with the tip of his sword, and said with a wicked smile:
"How about it? Are you willing to surrender now? I can give you a way out, or even let you join my holy clan and share endless glory and power."

Xie Qing heard this, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He raised his head suddenly and used all his strength to push away the tip of his sword:

"Bah! I, Xie Qingsheng, am a human. When I die, I will be a ghost of the human race! I will never bow to you demons!"

The demon man's face looked even more sinister in the dim light. He was slightly stunned, as if he was surprised by Xie Qing's firm attitude at this time, and then a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was mixed with disdain and coldness.

"Humph, you are so stubborn. Do you think you can still hope to die with dignity after falling into the hands of me, the Night Walker Li Le? That is just your naive fantasy."

His voice was low and magnetic, yet as piercing as ice, making people shudder.

After saying that, Li Le suddenly waved his hand, and invisible ripples seemed to spread out in the air. Then, two blurry figures suddenly appeared in front of Xie Qing like ghosts.

One of them was Jiang He, who looked extremely miserable at the moment, holding a long-dead hen tightly in his arms, with chicken blood all over his face, looking funny and miserable. He looked at Li Le with eyes full of fear and despair, and it was obvious that he had suffered inhuman torture.

The other person was a petite woman who stood there quietly, her face as pale as paper and her eyes dull, like a robot waiting for instructions.

"Jiang He, his foundation is too poor. If he wants to become a sharp weapon in my hands, he must first undergo a complete transformation. Drinking blood is just the first step." Li Le's voice was emotionless, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"As for you, Xie Qing, I do admire you a little. Your tenacity and courage are rare among humans."

Having said that, he changed the subject and turned his gaze to the petite woman, with an even more cruel smile on his face:

"And she, you would never have guessed, was once my girlfriend. But love is too fragile. She betrayed me, so I ended her life with my own hands. However, I did not let her truly rest in peace. Instead, I waited until she was buried in peace, then dug her out of the grave and let her accompany me in another way."

When Li Le said this, the expression on his face became extremely distorted. It was a complex emotion mixed with pain, hatred and morbid satisfaction. He seemed to be confessing, but also seemed to be showing off.

His smile seemed to contain thousands of stories, each filled with twisted pleasure, as if he was appreciating a drama he had woven with his own hands.

"You are a devil, a beast..."

Li Le's words were like a sharp blade of ice, piercing deeply into Xie Qing's heart. He opened his eyes wide with anger, clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood oozed out, but he was completely unaware.

"I am a demon? A beast?"

Li Le heard Xie Qing's low curse and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In this cruel world, good and evil have long been blurred. I just chose my own way of survival. And she, since she chose to betray, must bear the corresponding consequences."

"Haha, you can scold me as much as you want." Li Le laughed nonchalantly, "Because soon, you will become my next 'work'. I will use my unique way to transform you little by little until you completely submit to me. Believe me, this process will definitely be very interesting. Hahahaha!"

His laughter echoed in the night sky, full of arrogance and confidence.

When he looked at Xie Qing again, there was not only coldness and amusement in his eyes, but more of a desire and expectation for his prey.

(End of this chapter)