"You have no idea, those broken bronze chains are locking this 'iceberg' on my shoulders so tightly that I can hardly breathe. I'm exhausted."

Qi Mo was speechless when he saw the Demon God's expression. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he frantically thought about the appropriate response. After a long while, he managed to utter:

"You... don't you look like you're living a comfortable life?" He couldn't follow the conversation, but he tried hard to keep up with the brisk and lively conversation between the Demon God and the young man in blue, and blend into this strange atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, the demon's expression instantly turned cloudy, and he yelled in frustration, "Just talking about this makes me angry! You must go back and have a good talk with my daughter, and tell her men to stop burning gold, silver, and treasures for me. I don't need them here. Besides, I'm not dead yet!"

He looked like an ordinary person troubled by trivial matters, completely lacking the majesty of a demon god, which made Qi Mo feel no sense of distance from him.

Seeing this, the young man in green clothes glanced at the angry and helpless demon god, cleared his throat, and cleverly changed the subject: "Alright, alright, I don't have much time. Tell me, why did you wake up this time?"

The devil chuckled, with a hint of cunning in his smile, and walked slowly down from the high throne, his steps so brisk that he didn't look like a middle-aged man at all.

Middle-aged man? Demon: I'm just a little older... I haven't retired yet! Do you think I've been a demon for nothing all these years?

He walked straight up to Qi Mo, bent down slightly, and looked closely at Qi Mo's fair and handsome face. His eyes sparkled as he said, "Because of him, Silang told me that only by finding him can the war be put to an end."

Qi Mo stiffened slightly when he heard this. Although he had no objection to the demon god's approach, his mind was racing like a wild horse. He raised his eyes, his eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Me? You want me to quell the war?"

The demon god straightened up and regained his composure, nodded heavily, and then began to stroll leisurely again, explaining as he walked:

"There's an ancient saying that when a rhinoceros wolf appears, war is inevitable. The war he's referring to is the chaos in the Nine Heavens. And I can clearly sense that you... you are one, flowing with the power of the universe and the galaxies. You will definitely help him... end this war."

Qi Mo was so perceptive that he instantly caught the special wording of "this life" in the Demon God's words. He then understood...it seemed that even this extremely powerful Demon God had actively responded to and participated in the great samsara catastrophe that year.

At this point, the demon god gently beckoned, and in an instant, a faint green light slowly emerged from the luxurious hall. As the light flickered, a wisp of Qin Yi's residual soul slowly floated out, looming, as if it would be swallowed by the darkness of the abyss at any moment.

The demon god raised his chin, gestured, and said, "This is the residual soul he left in the abyss from his previous reincarnation. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

Qin Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed in his dim eyes, just like a stone thrown into a dead lake, causing ripples.

He immediately spotted the Demon God and Qi Mo standing side by side, with the young man in green sitting leisurely beside them. A flicker of surprise flashed across his eyes, then gave way to a hint of confusion. His lips trembled slightly as he muttered, "Found it... No, there's someone else missing... Where's Su... Mo Hui?"

"She's busy." Qi Mo lowered his head slightly, his eyes dimming for a moment, a hint of unspeakable worry flashing across his face. Then, he raised his head, staring intently at Qin Yi, and asked, "Are you looking for us?"

Qin Yi shook his head slightly, his movements seeming slow, as if this simple movement had consumed a great deal of his energy. "To be precise, it's you and Mo Hui. You two... are the key."

"Why?" Qi Mo asked again with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"You... don't belong... here. Your Taoism and Mo Hui's special abilities... are not... something that should exist here." Qin Yi spoke incoherently, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

His residual soul flickered with his words, flickering on and off, giving the illusion that it would completely dissipate into the abyss in the next second. "Help me... quell the war in the Ninth Heaven... by any means... it doesn't matter."

Seeing this, the demon god waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, take a rest. You still have to accompany me to kill the boring days in this abyss in the future. Don't disappear so easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a soft light appeared in his palm, and Qin Yi's residual soul was gently sucked into it. The demon god was carefully nurturing this fragile residual soul.

Then, he turned around and looked at Qi Mo with a smug smile on his face. He said, "Do you understand now? I am... a very good person. It's just that the way I became famous is not right. They all think I am a big devil."

The corners of Qi Mo's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, as if he was forcing himself to hold back a smile, and also as if he felt helpless about the Demon God's words. "In other words, his reincarnation is to quell the war in the Nine Heavens?"

"You can understand it that way." The demon nodded, his expression became serious, and a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes.

"In another timeline, he foresaw the war in the Nine Heavens and the tragic end of the world. To find a way out, he stayed on the Second Continent. Time and time again, he repeated the predetermined course of this world. Now, he's finally brought you here."

Qi Mo looked the Demon God up and down, his eyes filled with curiosity. "What about you? Are you staying in the Abyss voluntarily?"

When the demon heard this, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and he looked a little speechless, but soon returned to normal.

"I guess so. After all, I'm just a spirit here, my true self isn't here. So for me, it doesn't make much difference where I am. As long as I can suppress these evil things from outside the universe, I'll stay in the Abyss. It's just that it's too boring on weekdays, so I have no choice but to sleep, and by the way, let my true self cultivate its spirit."

Qi Mo felt helpless after hearing this. Ha...this reason...guess whether I believe it or not. "No wonder, when I was replacing the bronze lamp outside just now, the iceberg didn't move at all. It turns out you were sleeping."

"I saw it all just now. That sword of yours - wow! It was so cool, quite like the style of me when I was young." The devil was not serious again, and said it with a beaming eyebrow, and a proud smile on his face, as if he was thinking about his "heroic deeds" when he was young.

Qi Mo and the young man in green looked at each other. They were in sync and couldn't help but laugh out loud at the same time.

Qi Mo smiled and said, "It's said that the Demon Lord was so graceful in his time that he shattered most of the Light Lord's soul with just one sword, forcing him to recuperate for several years."

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