Kowloon God Emperor

Whoosh!

Su Chen moved towards the depths of the Yellow Spring Holy River, with many reincarnation beasts chasing him behind him, but at this moment, many reincarnation beasts also appeared in front of him.

Su Chen burned his essence and burst out with peak combat power, but it could not last long. He was now deeply trapped in the herd of reincarnation beasts, and he also felt that the strength in his body was rapidly declining.

The Yin-Yang Law in his hand can no longer be activated.

Su Chen was completely exhausted and in a desperate situation.

"Am I going to die like this? I really can't accept this..."

Su Chen's eyes were full of unwillingness.

He fell from the void and crashed into the Yellow Spring Holy River, causing huge waves.

The reincarnation beasts around him pounced on him madly.

Too many people appeared in front of Su Chen's eyes, including the Master, Taishi God Emperor, Shui Liuli and others, as well as Liu Hanyan, Su Linger, Lin Ruowei and others. His heart was filled with regret and unwillingness.

Unexpectedly, Tai Shi Divine Emperor paid with his life to allow him to escape into the Holy River of Yellow Springs and enter the Demon Realm, but in the end he still could not escape death.

He seemed to have let down too many people's expectations.

"Woooo..."

At this moment, a melodious flute sound was heard, like a complaint, lingering and melodious, as if it contained a mysterious magic.

Su Chen's eyes were half open and half closed when he saw a mysterious woman appearing above the Yellow Spring Holy River, playing a bamboo flute.

And those reincarnation beasts that originally wanted to pounce on Su Chen, after hearing the sound of the flute, all went towards the mysterious woman at the same time.

"who is she?"

Su Chen's heart was full of doubts.

However, he did not see the mysterious woman clearly. Everything went dark before his eyes and he completely fainted.

"You shouldn't die here, let's go..."

A sound like a sigh was heard, and the mysterious woman waved her sleeves. The void above the Yellow Springs Holy River shattered, and Su Chen's figure sank directly into the void and disappeared without a trace.

……

In the chaotic void.

Two figures were walking in the air, one was an old Taoist with white hair and beard, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt and with a dignified face.

They seemed to have no aura of cultivation, just like ordinary people, but the chaotic mist around them automatically dispersed when it touched their bodies, making it seem as if a vacuum field formed around them.

"Are you really not going to take action? Su Chen has damaged his foundation this time and is now stranded in the demon world, facing a life-or-death dilemma!"

The old Taoist sighed softly.

"This is a life-or-death experience that he must go through. You should know better than me that once he embarks on this path, he is destined to become an enemy of everyone. What does this little suffering mean to him?"

The middle-aged man smiled calmly.

"That's true, but isn't your tempering a bit too harsh? Aren't you afraid of killing Su Chen?"

The old Taoist smiled bitterly.

"He can't die. Without my permission, even the heavens can't take him away!"

The middle-aged man said calmly.

"You are still as conceited as ever! However, you did win this round. The worlds of gods and demons will probably be in chaos, and those guys in the sea of ​​chaos may come back. By then, there will be countless deaths and bloodshed!"

The old Taoist spoke slowly, his voice full of compassion.

"He is nothing but a lackey of Heaven, not to be feared! As for the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the suffering of all living beings, you have experienced so much over countless epochs, don't you think it is not enough? Are you backing down?"

The middle-aged man smiled calmly.

"Stop being so sarcastic. Why would I be afraid? However, there is not much time left for Su Chen. I hope he can grow up as soon as possible!"

The old Taoist said unhappily, with a hint of worry and expectation in his eyes.

……

Mosan Mountains.

This is an ancient mountain range on the southwestern border of the Demon Realm. It is rolling and has towering ancient trees, looking mysterious and extraordinary.

A large river called the Sang River flows out from the depths of the Mosan Mountains, passes through a vast land, and flows east into the sea.

At the foot of the Mosan Mountains, there is a tribe that is neither big nor small.

One day, a young girl in coarse cloth was drawing water from the Sang River when she saw a figure floating on the river from afar.

The figure was washed to the riverside by the river water.

"That is……"

The girl widened her eyes, thought for a moment, and finally plucked up her courage and ran towards the river.

Only then did she realize that it was a young man, covered in blood, with a pale face and various scars all over his body. He looked like a corpse and seemed as if he had stopped breathing.

"Is it... the human race?"

When the girl saw that the young man was a human, she couldn't help but feel relieved. She quickly tested him and found that there was still a faint breath. She knew that this was not a dead body and the young man was still alive.

"His injuries are so severe, perhaps only the high priest can heal him!"

There was a hint of hesitation in the girl's eyes, but she still dragged the young man ashore, carried him up, and ran towards the tribe.