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Wen Xingzhou's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and the cold light on the sword's edge suddenly increased: "The Heart-Eating Demon Lord... is still alive in this world!"

Ji He stared at the swirling black mist and spoke in a low voice, "Back then, the Human Emperor used the Emperor's Sword to channel the power of faith to seal it, but he never expected that the demons would secretly steal the power of faith and nourish the remaining soul of the Demon Lord to this day."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-colored barrier exploded!

The moment the barrier collapsed, monstrous demonic energy gushed out from the veins of the imperial city, and a pair of scarlet vertical pupils emerged from the black fog, as if they could devour everything.

"It's been tens of thousands of years... and Ji's running dogs still exist in this world." The hoarse voice shook the heavens and the earth, filled with deep hatred.

"Ji He... Ten thousand years have passed, and you're still alive?"

"Running dog?" Ji He narrowed his eyes slightly, sharp petals swaying around his body, but his heart was filled with huge waves because of these two words.

——Something is wrong.

It clearly remembered that it was born in Meiling and had only practiced for a few hundred years, so why did the Demon Lord call it "living in misery for ten thousand years"?

"What? You've even forgotten who you are?" The Demon Lord sneered. Suddenly, an evil sword wrapped in evil thoughts flew out from the black mist and struck Ji He's heart. "Then let me help you remember!"

The Wei River hangs upside down, and dark clouds cover the city.

The dark evil sword tore through the void, and its scarlet vertical pupil locked onto the two people on the shore: "Ji Yao's lackey, and a disciple of the immortal sect - today I will use your blood to sacrifice for the pain of my ten thousand years of sealing!"

Wen Xingzhou slashed his sword across, a cold light radiating from it. He said in a cold voice, "How dare a mere remnant soul claim the title of Lord?"

Ji He's sleeves fluttered, and spiritual power condensed into a white blade in his palm, but the moment it touched the demonic energy -

The soul was shocked.

Snowfield, withered plum blossoms.

The emperor in black stood in the wind and snow, a golden light condensed on his fingertips, and lightly touched the plum branch.

"I wish to transform you into a spirit and grant you the true name - Ji He."

The young demon opened his eyes under the plum tree, his red clothes burning like blood, and he shook off the snow on his shoulders as he knelt on the ground.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance."

The emperor turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and his voice came with the north wind: "Mei Po purifies the world, you should wield the sword for the people."

Amidst the overwhelming demonic energy, the evil sword pointed directly at Ji He's chest. Wen Xingzhou first wanted to stabilize the formation, but the next moment, he saw Ji He's face was dazed, his body stiff, and he didn't know how to dodge.

"Ji He!" Wen Xingzhou slashed down with his sword, splitting the evil spirit. He instantly grabbed its shoulder and retreated several feet.

A bloody scene exploded before Ji He's eyes, and he staggered half a step.

The Demon Lord's wild laughter was right beside his ears: "Do you remember who you are? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

Ji He suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant golden light gathered in his palm to resist the evil sword that was attacking again. The surging demonic shadow was reflected in his eyes, and he whispered, "I remember now. The Heart Devouring Demon Lord - a demon born from devouring human desires in ancient times. He once ravaged the Nine Provinces and turned the world into purgatory."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves to repel the Demon Lord's divine consciousness, and the evil sword in his palm also broke into pieces.

Wen Xingzhou looked sideways in shock. At that moment, the spiritual pressure that erupted from Ji He was almost close to the Mahayana stage.

The Demon Lord was knocked back to the imperial city by this blow, and the broken barrier was restored to its original state. It turned out that the fight just now was just an illusion.

The trick was broken, but the Demon Lord didn't care and kept laughing wildly.

The Demon Lord did not attack again. Laughter like the howling of thousands of ghosts echoed from all directions: "Ji Yao thinks that by using faith as a prison, you can trap me forever? Ridiculous!"

"You cultivate with the power of faith, yet you do not know... this power has now become my bait!"

The Demon Lord sneered, "Ji Yao used the power of faith to seal me, but he didn't expect that the stronger the faith, the stronger the evil thoughts!"

Ji He's expression suddenly changed.

The Demon Lord is immortal and can only be suppressed.

The first human emperor, Ji Yao, used the Emperor's Sword as a guide and gathered the power of faith of all living beings to seal it.

And it was inspired by the Ji family's faith and was once one of the guards who guarded the seal.

"What a pity..." Ji He laughed bitterly and muttered, "The demons secretly eroded the power of faith, causing the seal to gradually weaken. And I... was unable to protect this power."

Because when the Demon Lord was sealed, the will of all living beings was borrowed, and this power came from the human heart.

There is both good and evil in people's hearts, and the Demon Lord uses evil thoughts to quietly corrode the seal!

The Demon Lord was still laughing wildly: "I have devoured the thoughts of people's hearts for ten thousand years, and now the power of faith is in my hands. How can you ants resist me?"

Ji He suppressed the memories that emerged from the surge of the power of faith in the imperial city, and golden light flashed on his fingertips. "You are still afraid of the power of faith."

He stated this fact calmly, and the Demon Lord paused smiling. Then, scarlet vertical pupils appeared in the air again, and he looked at the two people by the Wei River with malicious eyes, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

Wen Xingzhou stood guard in front of the Liquan Formation, looking at the sky obscured by demonic energy, and quietly gripped the hilt of his sword.

Ji He had countless questions in his mind, but he continued to deal with it patiently, "With the Chaos Azure Lotus present, you shouldn't be here."

It said in a cold voice, "Who helped you break the chains and come to the floating world? And who helped you steal the power of faith and use it for the demons?"

The sealed place is where the Chaos Green Lotus is located. It is not in the same plane as the floating world, and the distance between the two places is more than ten thousand miles.

Even if the Demon Lord wakes up, he will not be able to break free from the chains with the Chaos Green Lotus by his side. He must have external help to escape.

And the one who can do all this is "the inner demon that hides its head and shows its tail, not daring to show itself in front of others, right?"

Although it was a question, Ji He used a declarative tone.

The demon that Ah Sheng was talking about is not among the five elements and cannot be discovered even by those in the Tribulation Realm.

Wen Xingzhou listened to what Ji He said and quickly used the skill of insight to tell him the information he had learned about the inner demon.

But he still had a question in his heart. Wen Xingzhou felt that he should recognize the "Chaos Green Lotus" mentioned by Ji He.

His crimson pupils locked onto Ji He and Wen Xingzhou. After a moment, he grinned and said, "You are not worthy of hearing the name of the God. Before long, this Cangming Continent will be completely owned by the demon clan."

"Whether they are human, demon or immortal, they will all become slaves of my demon clan."

Ji He condensed a wisp of Plum Soul True Fire at his fingertips, and his voice dropped to freezing point: "Wishful thinking!"

"Our emperor was able to suppress you back then, and today, we can do the same."