The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The hard dragon scales shone with a cold luster under the light, and each scale looked like a gem that had been tempered a thousand times, exuding a suffocating majesty. The strong dragon claws were even more intimidating, they were tightly clenched, as if ready to tear apart any obstacles at any time.

These dragon scales and claws are undoubtedly tempting treasures for the greedy men in black. Once obtained, not only can they eliminate the great worry in their hearts, but they can also bring back the corpse of a dragon, claim credit and receive rewards, and obtain countless rewards.

However, for Awen, she wanted to end their lives with her own hands.

As the men in black surrounded her and approached her, Awen had already fallen into a frenzy. Her eyes flashed with anger, and the strength in her body was surging wildly. She lay beside Bai Hao, feeling his cold body temperature, and his blood all over the floor. At this moment, she felt as if her heart was torn apart, and endless grief surged into her heart.

She only remembered that the sunset that day was very red, and the bloody sunset reflected the terrified faces of the men in black. They fell one after another, and Awen's dragon claws left blood marks on their bodies. She tore them into pieces one by one and threw them into the sea without any hesitation or mercy. She only had love for Bai Hao and hatred for the men in black in her heart.

When the last black-clad man fell, Awen was exhausted. She sat there blankly, holding Bai Hao's body, with tears blurring her eyes. Seeing Awen so sad, the sea souls all kept quiet. They gathered around Awen and used their weak light to dispel the darkness around her.

Awen looked at these sea souls and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Sea Soul..."

Wouldn't it be possible for Bai Hao to be reborn by turning him into a sea soul?

The thought flashed through her mind, giving her a glimmer of hope.

Her eyes turned a deep dark red, and the Shennong Ding floated in her hand.

She gently stroked the tripod, as if she could feel the mysterious power it contained.

"May I?"

"..."

Awen walked into the secret room and gently placed Bai Hao's body in the crystal coffin. Then, she also lay in the coffin, lying with Bai Hao. She closed her eyes, recalling every bit of their past, her heart filled with endless longing and pain.

"Please...you must succeed!"

Awen only felt her fingers trembling slightly, but she still firmly grasped the edge of the Shennong Ding. She took a deep breath, gathered all her spiritual power into a powerful spiritual power, and injected it into the Shennong Ding.

The Shennong Ding began to glow, emitting a brilliant light, as if a mysterious power was awakening within it. Awen stared at the Ding, expecting a miracle to happen.

Suddenly, she felt a strong sense of dizziness, as if the whole world was spinning. Her consciousness began to blur, but she still held the Shennong Ding tightly, unwilling to let go.

At the moment when she was about to lose consciousness, she seemed to see Bai Hao's figure emerging in the cauldron, his eyes flashing with a familiar light, as if smiling at her.

"Awen..."

He said softly, his voice gentle and familiar.

Tears welled up in Ah Wen's eyes. She finally heard his voice and felt his presence. Her heart was filled with joy and gratitude because she knew that she had finally succeeded.

But when Awen woke up again, she found herself lying in the crystal coffin, and Bai Hao did not wake up. She felt a strong sense of loss, and she stretched out her hand hoping to shake Bai Hao, asking him to stop sleeping and get up quickly.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, she found that her hand was transparent and light, like a feather. She looked down and found that her body had become transparent. She... turned into a sea spirit.

She couldn't believe her eyes. She thought she had successfully resurrected Bai Hao, but she didn't expect that she would become a sea soul. She felt a deep despair and pain. At this moment, she realized that the dead could not be refined into sea souls.

She stayed beside the crystal coffin, and her and Bai Hao's bodies lay there quietly. She stroked Bai Hao's cheek, as if she could feel his warmth. She closed her eyes, recalling every detail of their past, her heart filled with endless longing and pain.

A sudden earthquake pulled Awen's thoughts out of her memories.

Again.

It’s time for Penglai Fairy Island to sink into the sea again.

This time she couldn't leave with him...

Awen used the Shennong Ding to protect the crystal coffin, and then sank to the bottom of the sea along with the Penglai Fairy Island.

It comes out once every hundred years, for one month each time.

Seeing this, everyone was in tears. Ziming finally understood why his mother had left them on the mainland and never returned. He choked up and cried out:

"mother……"

His voice was filled with endless yearning and sorrow. He finally let go of his childhood doubts and forgave his mother for abandoning them.

Awen's figure became more transparent in Ziming's tears. She seemed to feel Ziming's call, slowly raised her head and looked at Ziming. Her eyes were full of tenderness and kindness, as if they could penetrate time and space and directly touch Ziming's heart.

She flew freely in the sky, and all the sea souls became transparent and flew into the sky chirping.

They surrounded Awen, jumping happily, as if celebrating some special moment.

Ah Wen sang a song that Ziming was very familiar with. The melody was beautiful and moving, full of the warmth and care of maternal love. Ziming looked at the sky in disbelief. It was a nursery rhyme that his mother often sang to them when they were young. His tears burst out of his eyes and slid down his cheeks.

Mother, I was wrong. It turns out that you are the one who is suffering the most. There is no greater pain than losing your husband and being separated from your family.

Awen said to the chattering sea souls:

"Will you return to freedom with me?"

The sea souls chattered and nodded, as if to express their agreement and expectation.

Awen agreed softly:

"it is good."

Her voice was full of firmness and determination, as if she was ready for a new journey.

Then she said to Ziming gently:

"Ziming, Penglai Fairy Island is about to sink to the bottom of the sea. Dragons can fly. Take your friends and fly southeast, and you can return to the shore."

Her eyes were full of worry and care, as if she was worried about Ziming's safety.

Ziming nodded, tears blurring his vision. He clenched his fists tightly, reluctant to be separated from his mother again.

Awen looked at him deeply and said:

"You look a lot like me. I am a little disappointed that I didn't get to see my brother this time, but I am relieved to see you again and see that you have grown up safely. I am leaving... You must live well."