After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

At the same time.

Xiao Family Manor.

The night sky was shrouded in a thick, deathly gray aura, preventing even the moonlight from penetrating.

The lawn surrounding the manor was densely covered with white skeletons that had crawled out of the ground.

Further away, there were hundreds of elite rebels from the underworld, clad in heavy armor.

Far behind the enemy lines, a Western necromancer clad in a blood-red robe stood before an altar.

He held a white bone staff inlaid with rubies in his hand, his eyes closed, and he kept uttering obscure necromancy incantations.

boom!

boom!

One after another, corrosive black beams of light slammed into the manor's protective array.

The semi-circular shield is covered with cracks.

The light was dim, and it seemed about to collapse.

At the core of the formation, Chen Ya and Xiao Hongli stood side by side.

Both of them had bruises on their bodies.

Xiao Hongli's black dress was torn at the hem, and there was a deep wound on her arm that exposed the bone, with black blood dripping down her fingertips.

But not far away, on the ground, lay the bodies of more than a dozen rebel soldiers who had tried to climb over the wall.

Xu Changsheng stood behind the two of them.

The old reincarnated man, who was always smiling, was now covered in sweat.

His Tang-style long gown was soaked with sweat and clung to his back.

His right hand gripped the broken antique pocket watch tightly.

Tick.

Tick.

With each laborious turn of the pocket watch gears, a subtle energy flowed into the protective array, forcibly repairing the fatal cracks.

"Old Xu!"

The base is about to explode!

How much longer can it hold out?!

Ah Ning, wielding two swords, retreated from the front lines, covered in blood, and roared.

"Stop holding on my ass!"

Xu Changsheng gritted his teeth, and blood seeped from his fingers due to excessive force.

"That foreigner over there is using necromancy to drain the ley lines! This old man's almost lost everything!"

What he said was absolutely true.

He believed himself to be outside the Five Elements and crossed his name off the Book of Life and Death.

But the essence accumulated over thousands of years is gradually fading away.

Outside the manor.

The necromancer stopped chanting.

He opened his eyes, pointed his staff directly at the people struggling to hold on inside the formation, and let out a wild and ear-piercing laugh.

"Don't waste your energy, you ants!"

The necromancer spoke broken Chinese, his face full of arrogance.

"I know what you're waiting for!"

"You're waiting for that monster named Zhou Ran to come back and save you!"

He raised his bone staff, from which thick, bloody light gushed forth.

"What a pity!"

"He's probably a drooling, walking corpse by now!"

"The nightmare demons I've created, once triggered, will burn even mentally challenged individuals into mentally impaired and useless beings."

"He dared to forcibly search Liu Yu's soul; he's courting death!"

The necromancer's laughter grew increasingly shrill.

"Just obediently offer your necks for slaughter!"

"After breaking through the formation, I will make your heads into my finest collection!"

As the necromancer waved his staff.

Hundreds of rebel soldiers from the underworld roared with bloodlust, raised their weapons, and launched a final charge against the cracked light barrier.

Click!

The shield emitted a cracking sound as it struggled to withstand the strain.

next moment.

Utterly shattered!

……

Suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Under an abandoned overpass.

The bridge arch was dark and damp, with sewage flowing everywhere.

Piles of construction waste emitted a putrid stench.

Rainwater dripped down through the gaps in the bridge deck.

Beside the garbage heap, a woman dressed in rags and covered in mud squatted on the ground.

Her hair was disheveled, and she was clutching half a moldy, spoiled steamed bun tightly in her hand, stuffing it into her mouth while muttering something indistinctly.

She is Su Xiaoxiao.

The former school beauty who betrayed Zhou Ran for money and slept with a rich second-generation.

Later, she gradually dragged herself into a quagmire.

Family destroyed and people killed.

He was abandoned by everyone.

Her mind went completely mad with each breakdown, turning her into a crazy woman who ate garbage under a bridge.

Tick.

Tick.

The sound of leather shoes stepping through the puddles broke the deathly silence of the bridge archway.

Su Xiaoxiao stopped chewing.

She turned her head sharply and looked at the person who had come through her muddy hair.

He was a young man wearing a black suit.

The suit was well-tailored.

His smile was radiant and full of confidence.

He stood on the edge of the stinking garbage heap, hands in his pockets, a mocking smile on his lips, looking down at her.

"How have you been, Xiaoxiao?"

A clear voice, familiar yet exquisite features.

This face, I smiled at her countless times in the university library and under the gym lights.

Su Xiaoxiao froze.

The spoiled steamed bun in his hand fell into the muddy water.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and the look in her eyes beneath her disheveled hair instantly transformed from blankness to a morbid resentment.

Zhou Ran...

I don't love you anymore!

You go die!

Go to hell!

Su Xiaoxiao roared with resentment.

She lunged forward.

Even though his legs were frozen and deformed, he still struggled like a mad dog.

"Pooh!"

He spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with stomach acid and dirt onto the trouser leg of the young man in the suit in front of him.

You heartless bastard!

You'll die a horrible death!

If you hadn't abandoned me back then!

How did I end up like this!

Su Xiaoxiao's face was so distorted that she was no longer recognizable as a human.

His fingernails scratched the cement floor, leaving sharp, bloody marks.

"You ruined everything I had!"

"You've ruined me like this!"

"I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

I'm going to skin you alive!

"I'll pull your cramps out!"

"Even if I have to go to the deepest hell, I'll drag you down with me!"

A vicious curse echoed within the bridge arch.

But Zhou Ran did not dodge.

He glanced down at the stains on his trousers, and the mockery on his face gradually faded.

Immediately following was a sinister laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Go to hell?"

"OK."

The youth's body began to rise and twist in the thick black fog.

The suit transformed into a large, tattered, dark robe.

His handsome features peeled away like melting wax, revealing a pale, ghostly face.

A tall black hat appeared out of nowhere and was placed on his head.

The hat had four large, blood-stained characters written on it.

Peace in the world.

In his hand now lay a mourning stick wrapped with the hair of a dead man.

A long, scarlet tongue hung down to his chest.

This is not Zhou Ran at all.

This is the black shadow that just devoured Feng Xi.

At this moment, he transformed into the appearance of a legitimate underworld general.

Black Impermanence.

Su Xiaoxiao was so frightened by this terrifying change that she collapsed to the ground.

But the hatred in his bones overwhelmed his fear.

She continued to stare intently at the ghostly face.

"Hahaha!

Zhou Ran!

Are you really dead?

What are you now?

Su Xiaoxiao had lost her mind; she took a bite of the moldy green steamed bun and burst into laughter.

The Black Impermanence's long, scarlet tongue wriggled, its sinister voice piercing her very soul.

Who I am is not important.

"The important thing is that you hate him."

"Your filthy and lowly soul is filled with resentment that excites me."

Black Impermanence pressed the mourning stick against Su Xiaoxiao's forehead.

The extreme cold and yin energy instantly froze the surrounding mud and water.

"With your crippled body, you would be crushed into mincemeat if you even got within a hundred meters of Zhou Ran."

Black Impermanence lowered his head, his ghostly face almost touching Su Xiaoxiao's nose.

"I'll make a deal with you."

"If you are willing to sell your soul to the eighteen levels of hell, I will grant you the authority of the White Impermanence in the underworld."

"I will refine your physical body into a vessel for walking in the mortal realm."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes trembled.

The voice of the Black Impermanence continued to penetrate her ears.

"With this power, you can tear that man's throat apart."

"You could also kill all the women around him."

"The price is that after it's done, you will never be able to be reincarnated."

Black Impermanence straightened up.

"Are you willing?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the Black Impermanence.

The image of Zhou Ran's haughty gaze kept flashing through his mind.

Flashback to the days and nights I spent gnawing on garbage in the stinking ditch.

She did not hesitate.

Extreme hatred caused her to let out a maniacal laugh that was more piercing than a ghost's.

"I do..."

"I do!"

"I'd do anything to kill him!"

Black Impermanence sneered.

The mourning stick in his hand suddenly pierced Su Xiaoxiao's skull.

The immense and violent resentment of the underworld, along with the divine imprint of the White Impermanence, forcefully poured into this mortal's body.

Su Xiaoxiao's body convulsed violently in mid-air.

The black mist completely engulfed her.