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Chapter 262 How to escape
The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord had to think about what to do next.

There is nothing wrong with this statement itself. He can be sure that once the interpretation is completed, it will be difficult for Chen Lang to leave. Unless the Tianjian Sect makes a big move, even Zhong Haoran will find it difficult to take Chen Lang away.

But as an analyst, he is in greater danger, especially since he has dealt with the Qin family. The Qin family will be much more wary of him than Chen Lang.

"Hehe, then let's see who escapes first."

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord smiled and sat cross-legged in the form of a beast. Symbolic light appeared around him, and his Taoism was fully displayed.

He didn't need to learn. The moment he seized the soul mark, all the food entered his mind and became a part of him. After analyzing the three corpses, he obviously felt that he was much stronger.

"Did you see it clearly? You must see it clearly and learn it. Otherwise, the Qin family will only hunt me down, and it will be very difficult for me to do it." said the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord.

Chen Lang stared at these traces of Taoism and kept observing them. The system progress bar rose rapidly and soon reached more than a dozen points.

Chen Lang's changes were also obvious. As the analysis progressed, he felt a strange energy in his body, rooted deep in his flesh and bones. With a slight stimulation, a layer of blue-black scales appeared on his skin. It was a unique tissue of the ancient beast of fire. He was undergoing a mutation.

If he continues at this rate, it won't be long before he can transform into a living ancient fire beast.

“You learn really fast.”

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord caught a glimpse of the scales that occasionally appeared on Chen Lang's body. "It has been many years since I have seen a human being so good at learning. If you were born earlier, I would consider handing over the entire inheritance of the Wicked Fire to you. Unfortunately, you were born in the wrong era. This is all I can leave behind."

Glancing at the look of regret and admiration in the ancient beast's eyes, Chen Lang asked, "Did you leave this there on purpose?"

"of course."

The ancient beast said: "Since the Emperor of Heaven ascended to heaven and cut off the myriad paths, the world has changed. In our words, it has lost the 'medium'. Although the myriad paths still exist, their demise is only a matter of time.

All I can do is engrave the Dao of my clan into my flesh and carry the Dao with my body. After all, my clan is best at the flesh, so it can be preserved for a longer time. Maybe one day it will be picked up by future generations and the glory of our clan will shine again."

The ancient beast raised its head, its eyes full of pride:
“For the last few thousand years, my Weihuo clan has been doing this, tirelessly engraving the Tao on our bodies, hoping to leave something useful for future generations.

Thanks to this tradition, we have survived longer than other races, even if they were once extremely powerful."

"Then you did it." Chen Lang said.

"Not completely." The ancient beast looked around, "It can be seen that there are many restrictions around. This descendant who accepted my inheritance is too selfish and tried to take my inheritance for himself. This will only accelerate the destruction of my inheritance. It's sad."

"Your schizophrenia is really serious." said Chen Lang.

The ancient beast suddenly stopped talking for a while, and its eyes visibly changed from cloudy to clear.

"What did I say just now?" asked the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord.

Then he fell into thought, recalling what he had just said.

"You'd better stop thinking about it. If I were you, I would immediately learn a magical power that can make me lose my memory." Chen Lang said, "While you are still conscious, analyze the other ancient corpses. Hurry up."

……

Qin family.

An old man arrived hurriedly, but the banquet had already ended hastily.

"Am I late?" The old man stroked his beard.

"Master Alliance Leader, the banquet is over." The Qin family steward replied.

"So now is the time for discussion?"

"The discussion is over."

The old man fell into deep thought. Is the Qin family so efficient now? Is this the reason why the Qin family has grown so big? If so, it is really worth Qingmu Zong's serious reflection.

"Elder Qiu, it's all because of Chen Lang."

A moment later, a young elder from the Qingmu Sect came to meet him with his accompanying disciples and briefly explained what happened. He was the invited elder to attend the ceremony on behalf of the Qingmu Sect. "Elder Qiu, I can handle this kind of small matter. Why did you bother to come here in person?" The young elder didn't quite understand. Elder Qiu was different from him. He also served as the leader of the Nine Alliances. He actually had to come here in person for such a matter.

"I don't want to either. After all, I'm the leader of the alliance and get ordered around every day." Leader Qiu shook his head helplessly, "It's mainly because the clan leader is worried and asked me to come and take a look. This time, I must pin Chen Lang to death in the Qin family.

How's it going? Is everything going well?"

After hearing this, the young elder smiled bitterly and said, "It's not going very smoothly."

"Didn't we manage to get rid of him during the discussion?"

"My strength is not good enough, I am willing to accept the punishment." The accompanying disciple lowered his head and said in shame. He still had a bandage on his head and his breath was weak.

"It's reasonable, don't blame yourself."

Alliance Leader Qiu didn't care. "What about the others? Didn't the Qin family do it either?"

"They all attacked and injured Chen Lang, but that was all. That kid has a very powerful way of recovery."

"Their disciples are so bad, then I feel relieved." Alliance Leader Qiu nodded.

He knew the Qin family's style very well. Since they had openly invited Chen Lang to come here today, the Qin family would definitely send their young elites without leaving any room for doubt. If they could capture Chen Lang, that would be the best. If not, then they would have to resort to extraordinary means.

"Several sects are unable to take down a devil. The current young generation is really not worth using." He commented coldly.

"What is Elder Qiu going to do?" asked the young elder.

"We'll act according to circumstances. If that doesn't work, I'll do it myself. I'm the leader anyway, and I'll list the crimes after I kill them."

"That old fellow Zhong Haoran is watching closely, so we may not be able to kill him."

"Then let this generation go. It's not the first time, and it saves the resources of training a new generation."

The young elder didn't dare to say anything. That was a whole generation. Just like that, they gave up. The big sect was so cold and heartless.

……

Half a month passed quickly.

Occasionally, some Taoist fluctuations would be heard in Valhalla, and rune lights would appear, and then they would quickly return to silence.

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord had almost analyzed the more than thirty ancient corpses of wretched fire. Except for the occasional madness, he was relatively normal. Every time he successfully absorbed the soul fragments of an ancient corpse, he would restore it and show it to Chen Lang for his comprehension.

The Taoist runes on Chen Lang's body were gradually completed, and the true blood power in his body surged. With a slight thought, a purple-red flame ignited in the Hall of Heroes.

These flames will not damage the corpses here. When they spread to the shriveled fur, they will even stimulate the runes in the flesh, emitting a strong light.

"I see."

Chen Lang can now sense that these runes were engraved with great magical powers. Every time the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord comprehends them, they will become a little dimmer. Perhaps many years later, they will be completely worn out. Unless there is an heir to re-engrave them, the inheritance of the wretched fire will be lost.

Of course, he might be able to do it after fully mastering the inheritance, but it would cost a considerable amount, and he would have no obligation to preach unless someone was willing to pay a high price for it.

“There are only two left.”

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord returned to human form and dragged over the last two ancient corpses of fire.

He chuckled and said, "I guess they are watching now. When the analysis is finished, our death will be imminent."

Chen Lang remained indifferent, "Why don't you hurry up then."

"Hey, I don't know where you get the confidence from. You're really not worried at all."

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord sighed and lowered his voice, "Actually, I have a way to escape."

(End of this chapter)