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

Chapter 381 A Cage Without the Heavenly Dao

Zhou Ran grinned.

"So you went through all that trouble to pick me up because I look like the legendary key?"

Even Yama, the King of Hell, and Emperor Song tried their best but couldn't get in. I fell off a cliff and became the key to this wretched place.

Yan shook his head.

"no."

"Why is that?"

"You are being hunted by the Grey-Eyed Hunters."

She slammed the bone spear in her hand heavily on the ground.

"I will take back the enemy's prey first."

Zhou Ran was stunned for a moment.

He likes that kind of direct thinking.

"So what do you plan to do with me now?"

The old man next to him finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Chief, we absolutely cannot let him live!"

The grey-eyed hunter had locked onto his scent; he'd find this place sooner or later!

Another woman holding a child echoed in a trembling voice:

"If the upper tribes find out we're harboring heretics, they'll massacre the entire cave!"

Yan gritted her teeth and didn't reply.

Zhou Ran sighed, his gaze moving past Yan's shoulder and up to the cave ceiling.

"No need to guess anymore, we've already found it."

Everyone followed his gaze.

"The gray fog outside has stopped moving."

Yan Yan's eyes widened, and he darted to the cave entrance, lifting the animal skin with his right hand.

Outside the cave.

The thick fog that was originally surging remained still, not swaying at all.

From the depths of the fog came a "crackling" sound.

Hundreds or even thousands of eyeballs move simultaneously within their sockets.

A child burst into tears.

Yan turned around and growled.

"Shut up!"

The cries were swallowed back, but fear had already filled the entire cave.

Zhou Ran glanced down at the vines binding her wrists.

"Let me go."

The old man pointed angrily at him.

"You want to run now?"

"If I want to run, even if you all combine your strength, you can't stop me."

Yan turned around, the tip of the bone spear pressed against the ground, staring at him.

"You have three broken bones, and the flesh is all exposed. How can you still fight?"

"cannot."

"Then why would I let you go?"

"I can save you a few lives."

Yan stared into his eyes for a full three breaths.

He then strode forward and made a sweeping motion with his hand.

A cold glint flashed from the bone spear.

The thick vine snapped with a snap.

Zhou Ran stretched his wrists and stood up, supporting himself on the stone slab.

The moment he moved, the wound on his abdomen, which had barely closed, tore open again, and dark gold blood flowed down his waist and abdomen.

He couldn't be bothered to care.

Close your eyes and focus your inner vision on your lower abdomen (Dantian).

Under the pressure of the extremely high density of laws in the void realm, the Golden Core of the Mind spun slowly, but it never stopped after a single rotation.

Six gray lines were branded onto the surface of the golden pill, emitting a faint glow.

The Forgotten River Seal was firmly attached to the outer layer of the Golden Core, protecting its origin.

The power of the Black and White Impermanence, the Asura Demon Fire, the Primordial Origin Bone... not a single trump card was lost.

The most important thing—

He just drank poisoned water to suppress the toxicity.

The primordial blood and qi reshaped flesh and blood, and when it stood up, it even invoked the laws of idealism, forcibly defining the muscles around the broken bones as a "supporting state".

This entire process was completed.

The dantian was quiet and still.

There is no Heavenly Dao locking it.

Without that damned interest draining his true essence.

Zhou Ran opened her eyes.

Then he laughed.

Blood spurted from his abdominal wound, but he didn't care at all.

The silent people in the cave shrank back one by one, their expressions as if they were looking at livestock with madness.

Yan frowned and gripped the bone spear in his hand even tighter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Ran stared intently at his dantian, his eyes bloodshot.

"The rules here—"

"They're not charging me interest?!"

No one made a sound inside the cave.

Yan gripped the bone spear, staring at Zhou Ran.

The gray fog outside the cave remained completely still.

Beneath the fog, the sound of those eyes moving grew ever closer.

Zhou Ran was still smiling.

He laughed until the wound on his abdomen completely split open, and black and gold blood seeped out from the gaps in the beast tendons.

Yan frowned.

"Are you crazy?"

"almost."

Zhou Ran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes flashing with an eerie light.

"Outside, every time I use the rules, the Heavenly Dao takes 30% of my true essence as a toll."

"This godforsaken place, I'm not smoking."

The inkstone cannot comprehend the Way of Heaven, nor can it comprehend the True Essence.

She only understood one thing: this blood-covered outsider seemed to have gotten a huge bargain.

Zhou Ran lowered his head.

The Golden Elixir of the Mind is still spinning.

Six gray lines covered the surface of the golden pill, six locks, which were also six paths.

The Forgotten River Seal is pressed onto the outer layer.

The bones in the desolate wilderness were riddled with cracks.

The Demon Emperor's origin, the dragon's essence and blood, the heavenly tribulation lightning intent, and the authority of the Black and White Impermanence were all submerged inside.

On Earth, every time these things are mobilized, the Heavenly Dao collects money.

Now?

The person who collected the money didn't come in.

The old man's face turned pale.

"Chief, he's chanting a spell!"

Yan looked at Zhou Ran.

"What exactly do you want?"

"May I use this place?"

"What will it be used for?"

"Cultivation."

Yan thought she had misheard.

"There are Grey-Eyed Hunters outside."

"I know."

"They've found this place."

"So we need to be quick."

Zhou Ran sat down cross-legged.

The broken part of the vine was still wrapped around his wrist, but he was too lazy to untie it.

He raised his right hand.

In his palm, the "door" symbol that had been pulled out from the gray-eyed hunter's body was still struggling, writhing and trying to burrow into his flesh.

Zhou Ran clenched his five fingers.

The laws of idealism prevailed.

"You are the key."

"It's also food."

The symbol paused.

The next instant, drawn by the golden elixir, it transformed into a wisp of gray light and was swallowed into the dantian.

boom--

A deep sound came from Zhou Ran's body.

The gray-black powder on the cave walls suddenly lit up.

An invisible wave of air rippled outwards.

Several children were knocked to the ground.

Yan turned around and pressed the two children behind her back, her eyes changing.

She couldn't sense Zhou Ran's cultivation level.

Because this person's cultivation level is completely different from that of the Void Realm.

But she could feel the "nothingness" in the cave retreating.

Those intangible things that usually gnawed at flesh and blood, and gnawed at memories, were burned by something and scrambled to shrink back out of the cave wall.

Zhou Ran closed his eyes.

Symbols are incorporated into the cinnabar, and gray patterns shine brightly.

He saw through the true nature of that "door" symbol.

It's not text.

It is a command from the lower level of the virtual world.

When the Grey-Eyed Hunter was created, the core command was the core command.

"The upper-class tribes..."

Zhou Ran murmured a sentence.

"You're pretty good at having fun."

Yan heard his expression and her face darkened.

"What did you see?"

"You were used as raw materials."