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

"The Sacred Mountain of the Void Realm".

"Let go."

The white bone pen wrote two characters in mid-air.

Returning home.

boom!

The area around the left eye has collapsed.

The layer of dead bone beneath Zhou Ran's feet cracked.

Deep within the heart of the Heavenly Corpse, the sacred mountain emitted a muffled rumble.

The causal chains that had been binding Zhou Ranzhen broke one by one.

The Taihuang Black Blade trembled.

The Heart Imprint of the River of Oblivion trembled.

The white bone pen vibrates.

Dark clouds swirled above the Xiao family manor in Jiangcheng.

A rift in the void slowly opened.

In the demon army camp, all five hundred demon soldiers looked up at the same time.

The three demon dukes knelt on one knee.

"Welcome to the true form of the Demon Emperor."

The manor's basement.

Lin Qingxue looked up.

She cannot see ordinary light.

But then they saw a half-open door descending from the depths of the void towards Jiangcheng.

Zhou Ran held a knife in one hand and a pen in the other.

Xu Youwei stood behind him, with twenty demonic corpses arrayed in protection.

He took a step.

Between the illusory realm and the mortal world, a storm tears them apart.

Just as he was about to step into the passage.

A cold voice came from deep within the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

There was no anger, no haste, only commands.

"Come back."

"Yue Zhao will wake up."

Zhou Ran stopped in front of the passageway.

The storm swept past him.

The blade of the Taihuang Black Blade clung to the crack, emitting a low, resonant sound.

After the Moon Emperor finished speaking, the gray lines in the direction of the Heavenly Corpse's heart lit up for a moment.

This is not a bluff.

This is a real threat.

Yue Zhao's spirit stood not far away.

Her figure flickered between light and shadow.

"She's telling the truth."

Yue Zhao's voice was very soft.

"You previously carved the word 'seal' on the ice stone."

"But if your true body leaves the Holy Mountain of the Void Realm, it will lose its suppression."

"The remnant resurrection command of the Moon Emperor will reactivate my body."

Xu Youwei looked at Zhou Ran.

"What should we do then?"

Zhou Ran did not turn around.

He looked at Jiangcheng at the other end of the passage.

Above the manor, the demon army stood in formation.

In the basement, Lin Qingxue had just regained control of the law.

The gray line marking the boundary of the shadows is unbroken.

The city's geomantic energy is being dragged toward its heart.

If he turns back, the Moon Emperor will have won half the battle.

What she wanted was not for Yue Zhao to wake up.

She wanted him to stay in the virtual world.

It remained between the heart, the left eye, and the right hand, held back by the lives lost.

Then Jiangcheng was dragged away.

Zhou Ran quickly made a judgment.

To stay is to die slowly.

Only by going back can we have a chance to turn things around.

The Moon Emperor's threat, though seemingly authoritative, is essentially a form of kidnapping.

The only problem is that the ticket belongs to her own sister.

Zhou Ran raised the white bone pen.

The pen tip is still dripping blood.

"Yue Zhao."

Yue Zhao raised her eyes.

"Um."

Do you want to wake up?

Yue Zhao paused for a moment.

She remained silent for a long time.

"I think."

"But not by order of the Moon Emperor."

"Not to be her vessel."

"It's not about borrowing someone's life again."

Zhou Ran nodded.

"That's enough."

The white bone pen hangs in the void.

The Heart Imprint of the River of Oblivion emerged from Zhou Ran's chest.

A wisp of pale yellow light fell on the tip of the pen.

He wrote very slowly.

With each stroke of the pen, a heartbeat reverberates in the distance.

The Moon Emperor's will attempted to erase the words.

The Great Wilderness Black Blade stood blocking the way in front of the passage.

The blade jolted.

All the incoming SilverAsh orders were shredded into pieces.

Zhou Ran wrote the first sentence.

Yue Zhao is asleep.

Deep within the ice and stone, a layer of eerie yellow seal re-emerged.

He wrote the second sentence.

He won't wake up unless you ask him.

The Heavenly Corpse's heart emitted a muffled thud.

The gray line suddenly tightened.

A look of pain appeared on Yue Zhao's soul shadow face.

She pressed her hands to her chest.

"She's pulling me."

Zhou Ran did not stop.

The third sentence falls.

Those who make the request must fulfill the original vow of Yue Zhao.

The words in blood take shape.

The imprint of the River of Oblivion falls into the words.

The white bone pen trembled so much it almost broke.

The voice of the woman in the right hand came from the pen.

"The crippled regime won't last long."

Zhou Ran said, "Hold on until I get back."

The Moon Emperor's cold voice rang out once more.

"Ants."

You can't save everyone.

Zhou Ran raised her eyes.

"I don't intend to save everyone."

"I only plan to kill those who want to harm me first."

The Great Wilderness Black Blade slashed out.

It's not the Emperor Zhan Yue.

The order to cut through the passage came from behind.

Where the knife passes, the boundary is severed.

The silver-gray tide was cut open.

Zhou Ran grabbed Xu Youwei's shoulder with his other hand.

"Walk."

Xu Youwei glanced back at her left eye.

Xu Youning is also there.

There is also the remnant soul of the First Ancestor.

There were also nine disciples of the Discipline Hall who were deposed.

"them……"

Zhou Ran said, "The demon corpse is being held captive."

"The survivors won't escape."

The twenty demonic corpses bowed their heads simultaneously.

Four of them dragged Xu Youning away, eight held down nine disciples of the Discipline Hall, and the rest protected Xu Youwei.

Zhou Ran stepped into the crevice.

The Moon Emperor unleashed his fury.

The entire passageway collapsed halfway on the spot.

He flung the Taihuang Black Blade behind him, its black and gold blade lines traversing the void.

"Cover the rear."

The sound of blades clashing suddenly erupted.

The vibrations in the left eye area, the right hand plane, and the heart sacred mountain were forcibly isolated.

next moment.

Jiangcheng.

Above the Xiao Family Manor.

The dark clouds parted.

A figure stepped out from the crack.

It's not a projection.

It is the real body.

boom!

All the formations in the manor simultaneously sank three feet.

The Tide Formation, Water-Fire Formation, Gu Formation, and Ghost Banner Death Formation were all forced close to the earth's veins by a surge of black-gold energy.

It's not about destruction.

It's back in its place.

The scattered array patterns lit up one by one, reconnecting to Zhou Ran's feet.

Five hundred demon soldiers knelt in unison.

The black armor crashed to the ground.

The sound was like muffled thunder.

"Welcome, Demon Emperor!"

The three demon dukes bowed their heads, their foreheads almost touching the ground.

Fatty Wang stood in the courtyard, his Buddhist prayer beads still hanging from his body, and opened his mouth slightly.

"elder brother……"

"Now you seem like you've really come back."

Zhou Ran landed.

The bluestone beneath our feet is cracking inch by inch.

He was still injured.

Crack in left knee.

Old shoulder injury.

The gray markings of the primordial infant.

But his aura was much heavier than before.

Early stage of Nascent Soul.

My skill level hasn't improved.

But as he stood there, all the rules of the manor seemed to revolve around him.

Li Zhiyao emerged from the basement, her face slightly pale.

She stared at the white bone pen beside Zhou Ran, then glanced at Xu Youwei's palm.

"Heart, hands, eyes."

"Is the initial framework of the three branches of government complete?"

Zhou Ran said, "A prototype."

"Core commands are still missing."

Li Zhiyao asked, "Is there enough room to close the door?"

Zhou Ran said, "Not enough."

"But enough to race against the Moon Emperor."

Qin San hurried over from the side courtyard.

His eyes darkened when he saw Xu Youning and the Penglai disciples being dragged down by the demonic corpse.

"Alive?"

Zhou Ran said, "They're all alive."

"The remnant soul of the First Ancestor is sealed within Xu Youning's body."

"Don't kill him."

Qin San nodded.

"I'll see for myself."

Xu Youwei's steps were a little unsteady.

But she didn't ask anyone to help her up.

She looked at the manor, at the dense array patterns on the ground, and then at the kneeling demon army in the distance.

She finally returned to the world of the living.

It was not used as a sacrificial offering.

It is the one who holds the eye.

Chen Ya hurriedly came out of the main building, carrying several tablets and paper documents in her hand.

She was about to speak when she was interrupted by a presence coming from the direction of the basement.

Lin Qingxue came out.

She was still wearing white.

There was no white silk covering the eyes.

His eyes were looking straight ahead, but they weren't properly focused.

His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were half-open.

Blue-white and black colors flowed slowly within it.

Zhou Ran turned around.

The two looked at each other across the array patterns in the courtyard.

Lin Qingxue couldn't see his face clearly.

But she saw the door behind him.

The door is closing.

Through the crack in the door, the Moon Emperor's gaze had not yet faded.