Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Yan Ji released her foot and walked to the balcony door.

Before leaving, she turned back and glanced at him, coldly saying, "As long as I say we're not even, we'll never be even!"

"Hmph..." After saying that, Yan Ji snorted and left in a ball of demonic flames, clearly displeased.

"..."

Ye Ge sat up from the ground, completely bewildered.

"I kindly helped her detoxify, but I got kicked instead..." Ye Ge rubbed his chest, speechless, "Really... what's wrong with this demon girl?"

......

The Temple of the Gods of All Races

Inside a solemn, quiet, and secluded hall.

The five eleventh-level divine officials—Golden Spirit Divine Official, Wood Spirit Divine Official, Water Spirit Divine Official, Fire Spirit Divine Official, and Earth Spirit Divine Official—are sitting in a circle here, deeply immersed in their cultivation.

In the center of the main hall is a huge divine pool, the liquid of which shimmers with colorful light.

Suddenly, all five priests sensed something at the same time.

On the west wall inside the main hall, thousands of small wooden plaques are hung all over the wall.

One of the wooden plaques suddenly trembled a few times, cracked with a "crack," and finally shattered completely with a "smack," scattering wood chips all over the ground.

The Wood Spirit Priest was surprised: "What's going on?"

The Golden Spirit Priest said sternly, "Bring it here."

A servant picked up the broken pieces of the wooden plaque that had fallen to the ground, tidied them up, and presented them to the Five Elements God.

The Golden Spirit Priest picked up the cracked wooden plaque, glanced at the name written on it, and said solemnly, "The Mist Dragon Priest of the Western Dragon Clan is dead..."

The priests were taken aback and looked at each other in surprise.

"Dead?" The Wood Spirit Priest couldn't believe it. "The Mist Dragon Priest of the Western Dragon Clan, he was a level ten divine mage! How could he suddenly die??"

"Did he send back any messages before he died?" the Water Spirit Priest asked.

The Golden Spirit Priest held the cracked wooden plaque, paused, and said, "No, absolutely none."

Earth Spirit Priest: "How is this possible??"

“There are only two explanations,” the Golden Spirit Priest said slowly. “One is that he died suddenly, instantly, and the other party did not give him a chance to react before killing him, so that he did not even have time to send a message back to the temple and the gods he believed in.”

"Could it be that they were ambushed?" the Fire Spirit Priest asked.

“That’s impossible,” said the Water Spirit Priest. “A level ten divine mage, while comparable to the Saint Realm, would not be completely unaware of danger, even against a peak Soul Emperor. It would be impossible for him to be killed instantly without any reaction!”

“Then there’s only the second possibility.” The Golden Spirit Priest paused and said, “His connection with the temple has been severed, preventing him from sending back messages.”

"Perception severed?" Wood Spirit Priest: "Who could do such a thing?"

The Golden Spirit Priest remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the wooden plaque in his hand.

Moreover, this wooden sign is cracked like this...

This is probably not an ordinary death...

"Contact the Black Dragon King Gul'thas immediately and find out what exactly happened," the Golden Spirit Priest said solemnly.

......

outside of Kyoto.

Night falls on a vast, boundless wilderness.

The sandstorm was fierce, and large flocks of crows circled in the sky. The skeleton of an unidentified creature, whose death date was unknown, finally disintegrated under the strong wind and was quickly buried by the black sand.

Beside a huge, weathered rock, clumps of something resembling rising blood vapor suddenly emerged from the black sand.

At first, it resembled streaks of blood, spreading rapidly. Soon, the blood energy gradually converged, transforming into a blood-red circular array.

Within the formation was a small pool of boiling blood, bubbling and gurgling. Those who looked closely would recognize the crimson patterns within the formation as the symbols of the Sun Wheel Clan!

Suddenly, a hand that looked like a human reached out from the bottom of the blood pool, as if it had suddenly risen from a grave.

One hand gripped the harder black sand beside it, and the other arm followed, then the whole body, slowly crawling out of the pool of blood.

Covered in blood, Muraki struggled to climb out of the pool of blood. He looked as if he had just crawled out of a pile of dead bodies on the battlefield. His clothes and light armor were tattered, and his skin was covered with burn marks from the demonic flames. Only the samurai sword in his hand was relatively intact.

“Huff…Huff…”

Muraki leaned against a rock to rest, panting weakly.

At this moment, his health was less than 1% left on the panel, and all other attributes, including magic power and soul power, were also at their lowest.

[System: Warning! The player is currently in a near-death state, with all attributes below 1% and still decreasing. Please use healing items immediately!]

Muraki immediately took out a pill from his system inventory, put it in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he could only barely keep alive; his face was still deathly pale.

As a player who has been developing in this world for over 300 years, although he doesn't have a cheat like the Demon Realm Tree like Night Song, and he hasn't accumulated that many system points...

But having been here for so many years in the early days of his life, he still has some trump cards to save his life!

"I never expected that this time I would be forced to use the 'Heavenly Blood-Locking Talisman'..."

Muraki let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was a space-type superhuman.

If he hadn't left a spatial teleportation marker here, he probably would have been dead for sure...

Unexpectedly, Yan Ji, one of the four great demon lords of the demon race, would actually stand on Ye Ge's side!

What exactly is her relationship with Ye Ge?

And what exactly are those demonic creatures that I've never seen before and that have never appeared in the game?

"..."

Muraki couldn't understand it. He tried to move his body and found that every tendon and muscle was in excruciating pain, and every movement made him break out in a cold sweat.

Just then, several figures that had been chasing each other in the distance suddenly ran towards them.

Several scavengers fled in panic, heading right in this direction.

A pack of werewolves was following them, seemingly chasing them.