The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

"You...who are you?"

Even the undead knight was shocked; the power emanating from this human was beyond his imagination.

why?
How could he unleash such powerful energy even on his deathbed?
"who am I?"

At this moment, Jiang Chuan's tone of voice changed, becoming a weathered and ancient one.

Even the undead knight couldn't help but shudder upon hearing this voice, his body and soul trembling.

But the undead knight didn't believe it; this must be the human in front of him feigning madness and playing a trick!
The undead knight held Frostmourne, his gaze fixed on Jiang Chuan's pale yet resolute face.

He could sense that the human in front of him was undergoing a tremendous change.

The mysterious power surging from Jiang Chuan's body was like a lighthouse in a storm, bright and awe-inspiring, causing ripples in the heart of the undead knight.

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

This is not fear, but rather awe of the unknown.

He had seen countless powerful figures and experienced countless battles in his life, but never had anyone been able to unleash such extraordinary power on the brink of life and death.

Deep within the Undead Knight's heart, a feeling of confusion quietly arose, and he tried to find the answer by looking into Jiang Chuan's deep, star-like eyes.

"You...who are you?"

The undead knight asked again, his tone filled with undisguised shock and confusion.

He gazed at Jiang Chuan as if conversing with an ancient being hidden deep within the river of time.

What secrets are hidden at the source of that power?
Jiang Chuan did not answer, but just looked at him quietly, his eyes revealing a calmness that transcended life and death and saw through the ways of the world.

At that moment, the undead knight seemed to see a being who resembled Jiang Chuan but was completely different. That figure was as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the starry sky. The traces of countless years had settled on him, forming an indescribable pressure.

The undead knight gritted his teeth, his confusion and shock turning into rage. He would not allow his authority to be challenged, nor could he accept that a dying human could instill such a profound sense of powerlessness in him.

He gripped Frostmourne tightly, the blade radiating a chilling aura, the presence of death spreading out as if it were tangible.

"I want you to understand that no matter what power you possess."

Humanity!

In the end, they are nothing but ants!

The undead knight roared and wielded Frostmourne, slashing towards Jiang Chuan with unstoppable force.

This strike embodied all his anger and determination. He firmly believed that this sword would be enough to tear Jiang Chuan's body to pieces and make that mysterious power dissipate into nothingness.

However, just as Frostmourne was about to touch the river, time seemed to stand still.

Jiang Chuan's eyes grew increasingly deep, as vast and boundless as the stars and the sea.

He raised his right hand, extending only one finger, seemingly casually meeting the unstoppable Frostmourne.

"clang--"

A crisp metallic clang echoed through the snowy night, as long and drawn-out as a bell tolling.

Incredibly, Jiang Chuan managed to block the undead knight's sword strike, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, with just one finger.

The blade of Frostmourne trembled violently at Jiang Chuan's fingertips. The power of death surged like a tidal wave, yet it could not break through that seemingly fragile defense.

The undead knight's eyes widened, his shock and disbelief almost overflowing.

He couldn't believe his eyes; that seemingly ordinary finger had actually withstood Frostmourne's full-force attack.

When has his sword ever been caught so easily?

When has his attack ever been so easily neutralized?

"This is impossible!"

The undead knight roared, desperately activating Frostmourne in an attempt to break through Jiang Chuan's obstruction.

However, no matter how hard he tried, that finger remained as firm as a rock, unshaken by the impact of Frostmourne's blade.

Jiang Chuan's lips curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. His eyes were calm as still water, as if everything was under his control.

He spoke calmly: "You ask me who I am?"

The undead knight stared intently at Jiang Chuan, his inner confusion and shock spreading like wildfire.

Jiang Chuan's gaze passed over the undead knight and looked towards the distant night sky, where the stars shone brightly, a scene as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

He said softly, “Who I am is not important. What is important is that I will tell you what true power is.”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chuan flicked his fingertips, and an invisible force instantly spread out.

That power surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the undead knight.

The undead knight felt an irresistible shockwave rushing towards him, and Frostmourne instantly flew out of his hand, soaring into the night sky and disappearing among the stars.

The undead knight's eyes widened, and his body moved backward uncontrollably until he crashed into a large tree and came to a stop.

He slumped to the ground in the snow, his face pale, his eyes filled with terror and confusion.

He stared at Jiang Chuan as if he were looking at a god who had stepped out of mythology, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

"You...who are you?"

The undead knight's voice trembled, and that deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him once again.

Jiang Chuan did not answer, but just looked at him quietly, his gaze seemingly transcending time and space, reaching the depths of his soul.

He slowly rose and walked step by step toward the undead knight, each step seeming to tread on the undead knight's heartstrings, causing violent tremors.

"Your grand plan has been completely botched!"

"who am I?"

Jiang Chuan stared intently into the undead knight with his deep eyes.

At that moment, he felt a deep sense of fear.

Jiang Chuan did not answer the undead knight's question.

He lightly raised the Dragon Roar Sword, its tip pointing at the undead knight. The killing intent emanating from that sword tip was something even the undead knight greatly feared.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I finally managed to be resurrected."

"I want to live a little longer."

The undead knight, contrary to his usual behavior, begged Jiang Chuan for mercy, his head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice.

But how sharp are Jiang Chuan's eyes?

At this moment, the powerful evil aura of the undead knight was completely ineffective in front of Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's footsteps left deep and shallow marks on the snow, each step seemingly proclaiming his unshakeable dominance.

He walked slowly to the undead knight, and the hand that had once flicked Frostmourne away was now resting lightly on the undead knight's shoulder.

The undead knight's tall and terrifying body was lifted by Jiang Chuan with one hand, as if he were lifting a weightless rag doll.

"The undead are nothing special."

Jiang Chuan's words were calm and indifferent, like a judge's verdict, each word piercing the undead knight's eardrums.

The calm and dignified aura emanating from Jiang Chuan made this seemingly contemptuous comment feel like a heavy hammer, mercilessly shattering the undead knight's last remaining pride.

The undead knight was casually suspended in mid-air by Jiang Chuan, his heart filled with a mixture of anger and humiliation, and his blood-red eyes burned with raging flames.

He struggled with all his might, trying to break free from Jiang Chuan's grasp, but no matter how frantically he twisted and turned, or how he channeled the evil energy from the abyss within him, he couldn't budge Jiang Chuan's seemingly casual grip. "Human, you've managed to force out my evil god; you're quite capable!"

The undead knight roared, his voice echoing through the snowy night like the dying howl of a wild beast.

He knew that if he couldn't fight back now, he might never be able to turn things around.

Therefore, he decided to unleash his most forbidden power and summon the evil god that lurked deep within his soul, a god that even he himself feared.

With the undead knight's roar, a monstrous evil aura surged forth from his body, spreading rapidly like ink and turning the surrounding space pitch black.

The snowstorm ceased its dance, the stars dimmed, as if the entire world had been swallowed up by this evil force.

At the heart of that dense, malevolent aura, the image of a colossal evil god gradually emerged, like a towering black mountain standing beneath the night sky, its immense shadow covering half the heavens.

The evil god had a ferocious face, and its eyes gleamed with a scarlet light, like two blood-dripping gems set in a dark face.

It was covered in bone armor, with bony spikes growing everywhere, as if each one contained a terrifying power capable of destroying life.

The evil god was surrounded by countless twisted souls, screaming and struggling, creating a horrifying hellish scene.

An oppressive aura emanated from the evil god, as if even the air itself had frozen.

However, just when the undead knight thought the evil god was about to deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Chuan, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The once imposing and awe-inspiring evil god, when its eyes met Jiang Chuan's deep, star-like eyes, instantly melted away all its arrogance and haughtiness, like ice and snow encountering the blazing sun.

The evil god's originally ferocious face showed a hint of barely perceptible fear, and its huge body trembled slightly, as if it were facing some terrifying being far beyond its own existence.

"How can this be?"

The undead knight stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

He never imagined that his evil god, the one that symbolized the pinnacle of his dark power, would become timid the moment he saw Jiang Chuan.

This not only overturned his understanding, but also ruthlessly trampled on his dignity.

Jiang Chuan was not moved in the slightest by the appearance of the evil god. He simply stared quietly at the evil god trembling in the darkness, his eyes revealing indifference and transcendence, as if he were looking down on all the insignificant creatures in the world.

He gently raised the Dragon Roar Sword, its tip pointing at the evil god. The dragon patterns on the sword gleamed coldly in the moonlight, as if ready to tear the evil god apart at any moment.

"What you call an evil god is nothing but dust before me."

Jiang Chuan's voice was calm and firm, each word like a heavy hammer blow striking the undead knight's heart.

His words were devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet filled with unwavering confidence and determination, as if he had already foreseen the outcome of this duel.

"No! This is impossible!"

The undead knight roared, his voice echoing in the night, filled with endless despair and resentment. He tried to control the evil god to launch a final attack, but the evil god seemed to be intimidated by Jiang Chuan's aura, merely trembling in place, unable to make any response.

"You have no chance."

Jiang Chuan's tone remained calm, but the invisible pressure he exuded grew stronger.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Dragon Roar Sword instantly pierced the night sky, pointing directly at the heart of the evil god.

"Do not--"

The undead knight's voice abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with fear and horror.

He knew that everything was beyond redemption, and he could only watch helplessly as the Dragon Roar Sword, gleaming with a cold light, slashed mercilessly at his evil god like the scythe of death.

"Who...are you?"

The voice of the undead knight echoed through the wind and snow; it was his fear of the unknown and his helplessness in the face of fate.

However, Jiang Chuan did not answer. Instead, with a flash of sword light, the image of the evil god shattered in the night sky, turning into countless black mists that dissipated into the wind and snow.

"Remember, I am Jiang Chuan."

Jiang Chuan's voice echoed in the wind and snow, disappearing into the night along with the shattered evil god.

As the evil god shattered, the fierce evil aura emanating from the undead knight also dissipated.

Qingyun, Shen Jing, the Bull Demon King, the Frost Fairy, and Bingyu, among others, were also restored to their original forms.

"Big brother!"

"Boss!"

"Jiangchuan..."

The group approached Jiang Chuan and looked at the undead knight before them; he had lost his former imposing presence.

"I lost."

The undead knight spoke in an almost dejected tone.

Jiang Chuan shook his head slightly, "Perhaps, your resurrection was a mistake in itself."

"I'm asking you, what is the key to sealing the passage to the demon realm?"

Jiang Chuan and his group came here to seal off the passage to the demon realm.

The undead knight stared intently at Jiang Chuan, then suddenly laughed, "The key? I am the key."

what! ?

Everyone was shocked, but Jiang Chuan then asked, "Explain in detail."

"After I am resurrected, according to the plan, the demon race will send people to meet me and go to Mount Hua to activate the passage between the demon realm and the human realm."

"Where are the demons?"

Jiang Chuan asked sternly!

With only half a day left before the opening of the demon realm passage, if the undead knight doesn't tell the truth, the innocent humans will likely face annihilation when the demon realm descends.

"Absorbed by me."

"Fire Phoenix?"

The Frost Fairy asked softly at this moment.

The undead knight didn't speak, but simply nodded, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Then why did you try to absorb the Fire Phoenix?"

"The reason is simple: I don't want the demon realm to descend upon the human world. The Undead Clan wants to stand at the top of this world and become the rulers of all realms!"

Suddenly, Jiang Chuan raised the Dragon Roar Sword high and thrust it straight at the undead knight.

His body, which was originally impenetrable, was now pierced by Jiang Chuan as easily as thin paper.

Contrary to expectations, the undead knight did not spit out a mouthful of blood. He simply looked at everyone calmly, a helpless smile on his lips.

"The Undead ultimately failed to achieve unification."

"Your thinking was wrong from the start."

"Perhaps a hundred years ago, the Undead race had some strength, but in the long river of time, any force that considers itself invincible will eventually be eliminated."

The undead knight listened as Jiang Chuan slowly recounted his story.

Finally, his hands went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

It has lost its vitality. (End of Chapter)