Chapter 58

In the midst of the cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

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In the Crow Cave, the 29th mountain of Daze Mountain.

The bright sunlight shone through the cave entrance, casting a hazy beam of light that stood on the ground. The light refracted multiple times, illuminating the cave and dispelling the darkness and dampness inside.

The Daze Mountain deity hesitated, staring at Yang Qifeng's cold eyes.

Escape was impossible. The speed of the light that had just flashed past was more than three times his own, and he was easily caught up. Even if he fought, he would have no chance of survival.

The treasure projection, which could only be achieved by a spirit treasure, indicated that the other party had a spirit treasure. Even if it couldn't be used, the projection alone was enough to overpower him.

"Since ancient times, killing a captive has been considered inauspicious. As long as you sincerely surrender, I will not kill you," Yang Qifeng, seeing the other party's concerns, said.

He couldn't fight and couldn't escape.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, extended his arm, and reached for the golden rope.

As he touched the golden rope, it coiled like a venomous snake, quickly spreading over the Daze Mountain deity's body.

The Daze Mountain deity was tightly bound, and a sharp pain continuously stimulated his damaged divine essence.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, clearly bearing immense pain.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng gently waved his hand, and the light on the golden rope dimmed. The originally golden rope turned into ordinary gold thread.

The golden light dissipated, and the pain immediately disappeared.

The sound of footsteps echoed. The noise had already alerted the guardian demons outside. Yang Qifeng ignored the Daze Mountain deity and walked out, praising the patrolling demons a few times before dismissing them.

This action, however, secretly fueled Yang Qifeng's anger.

The Crow Cave was like a city gate. This was not the first time such an incident had occurred; it was the second. First, there was a fake mountain deity, and now a real one.

Their arrival had not been hindered by the Crow Cave's defenses, which were strict but ineffective against them. The reason was simple: these demons were too weak. Their strict defenses were effective against demons of the leading level and the three realms of the Law.

For a powerful being at the Primordial Spirit level, the defenses were no better than a city gate.

Although Rex was internally furious, it wasn't their fault. Yang Qifeng was not someone who liked to vent his anger on others and couldn't transfer all his anger onto them.

After dismissing the small demons, Yang Qifeng walked back into the depths of the cave. The Daze Mountain deity was bound tightly.

His body twisted continuously, trying to break free.

However, Yang Qifeng was not concerned. The golden rope was made from materials he had found and refined, modeled after the Immortal Binding Rope. It could not achieve the level of binding deities and immortals, and its function was limited. It could only bind an enemy after they were captured.

Even so, it could not last long. With the Daze Mountain deity's strength, he could break free in no more than a quarter of an hour.

Yang Qifeng would not give the Daze Mountain deity that time.

Approaching the Daze Mountain deity, Yang Qifeng extended his hand and summoned a stone table and chairs, placing them in front of him. He sat down and gestured to the Daze Mountain deity, saying, "Mountain Lord, sit!"

The Daze Mountain deity did not hesitate, sitting down immediately. His eyes fixed on Yang Qifeng, his face expressionless, and he said nothing.

Looking at the Daze Mountain deity, Yang Qifeng remained silent, considering how to handle the situation.

Killing him was definitely not an option.

Yang Qifeng had hesitated with his spear because the value of the Daze Mountain deity was too great. Killing him would be a waste.

A living Daze Mountain deity would be very beneficial to Yang Qifeng.

The turmoil in Daze Mountain, the source of all the problems, was something Yang Qifeng did not understand. However, the Daze Mountain deity knew the secrets.

The true source of the chaos, in Yang Qifeng's view, was the force that had deposed the Daze Mountain deity.

Since he couldn't kill him, the only option was to form an alliance. As for surrender, Yang Qifeng had not considered it.

What confidence did Yang Qifeng have to make the Daze Mountain deity surrender?

Although the Daze Mountain deity had fallen from his divine position and his strength had been reduced to the Primordial Spirit level, as a seasoned strongman, Yang Qifeng could not subdue him unless he revealed the Dry Blue Demon God's secret.

"How did you discover me?" After a long pause, Yang Qifeng asked.

He directly asked about his concern. The fact that the Daze Mountain deity had found his cave and identified him was a significant blow to Yang Qifeng.

Hearing this, the Daze Mountain deity's eyes showed a hint of mockery, and he said calmly, "I have never seen a mosquito fly in a straight line."

After a moment of confusion, Yang Qifeng quickly understood.

A mosquito flying in a straight line was not impossible, but it was highly unlikely.

Mosquitoes fly aimlessly and never with a specific destination.

Seeing Yang Qifeng's realization, the Daze Mountain deity continued, his tone still calm but filled with sarcasm, "The transformation technique, though subtle, is not impossible to see through. Not only did I notice, but the wolf demon did as well."

Yang Qifeng's face turned grim. If the first flaw was due to his lack of knowledge about mosquito behavior, which could be excused, the second point was crucial.

He had been overconfident.

Relying on the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, he had become arrogant and looked down on others.

The Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang were indeed powerful, a profound technique that would grant several supernatural abilities when mastered.

However, Yang Qifeng had not yet mastered it. He had only successfully built the foundation and had not truly completed the first level. He had no right to look down on others.

His face showed a hint of bitterness. No wonder the famous sects were all arrogant, each one looking down on others.

Yang Qifeng had been subconsciously thinking that he had an ancient legacy and could look down on others.

This mistake needed to be corrected, or he would eventually meet a tragic end.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, but this was not without its benefits. The saying "a loss is a lesson" was true.

By suffering a small loss now, he would avoid a major loss in the future. This was not a bad thing but a good one.

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