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

"You will guard Jiangcheng."

Zhou Ran raised his hand, and three military seals hung in front of his palm.

Dark red demonic runes pressed into the seal in circles, and the three demon dukes bowed their heads simultaneously.

"The demon army is divided into three lines."

"First line, the manor."

"Second line, old building of maternity and child health center."

"Third line, working with Fatty Wang to dismantle the remnants of the Holy Radiance artifact."

Wang Pangzi had just tucked the Buddhist beads back into his collar when he heard this, and his eyelids twitched.

"Brother, am I now the commander-in-chief of a third-line unit?"

Zhou Ran glanced at him.

"Demolition team leader."

Fatty Wang opened his mouth for a long time, but in the end he swallowed his words back.

He wasn't a high-ranking official.

Living is truly deadly.

The remnants of the Holy Radiance artifact are buried underground in Jiangcheng. Even if one is missed, the Moon Emperor can still take a bite by following the gray line.

Fatty Wang is usually a chatterbox, but when it comes to actually working, he's faster than anyone else.

The three dukes accepted the order in unison.

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Ran pressed the three military seals into the magic pattern on his chest.

The magic runes entered his body.

The energy from the three defensive lines—the manor, the old building for women and children, and the remnants of the Holy Radiance artifact—simultaneously entered the edge of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Which line can hold?

Which line is about to collapse?

Which line has people fighting to the death?

He could sense it all.

The Demon Army doesn't need to defeat Emperor Yue.

As long as the three lines are secured.

As long as Jiangcheng hasn't been taken away yet.

Zhou Ran was able to follow the three military seals back to fight his way back.

Lin Qingxue was still holding his hand.

She couldn't see the ordinary lights clearly, but she could feel the crisscrossing wounds on his palm, the scabs pressing against the old calluses, hard and uncomfortable.

"Before you come back."

She said, "I will not let this city close its eyes."

Zhou Ran looked down at her.

Lin Qingxue's eyes had not fully recovered, but the area between her brows had stabilized, with bluish-white and black pressed together, like two streams of water and fire forcibly twisted.

Zhou Ran said, "Wait for me."

Lin Qingxue nodded.

I didn't say much.

She knew how heavy those two words were.

Zhou Ran turned around and walked to the center of the manor's array.

The white bone pen floats up.

The Heart Imprint of the River of Oblivion hangs on my chest.

The Taihuang Black Blade was driven into the ground.

He pressed the fragments of the main nail for women and children onto the eye of the formation.

The three objects vibrated together.

Below the array's core, Jiangcheng's earth veins lit up one by one, gray lines lying underground, shrinking towards the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

Zhou Ran did not rush to put pen to paper.

He first went through the entire net once.

manor.

The old building of the Women and Children's Hospital.

Entrance to the underworld.

The former site of the Left Eye in Dongcheng.

The site where the remnants of the Holy Light artifact remain.

These places need to be connected.

But you can't put your heart on him.

Once he becomes the heart of the net, the Moon Emperor can seize him and control the entire Jiangcheng.

It shouldn't fall on Lin Qingxue either.

She had just retrieved her Dharma Eyes when the Moon Emperor began to watch her intently.

It should definitely not be given to Xu Youwei.

The left eye's power is not yet fully tamed; if the silver eye were to retaliate even once, the consequences would be fatal.

This sentence can only be written for Jiangcheng.

A letter to the city's hospitals, schools, bridges, and subways.

This is written for ordinary people who are still unaware of the truth.

Zhou Ran picked up his pen and wrote six characters on the center of the formation.

Jiangcheng is not used as a sacrificial offering.

The character is complete.

The entire manor sank three feet into the ground.

The Tide Formation, the Water-Fire Formation, the Gu Formation, and the Ghost Banner Death Formation are all bound by these six words.

Beneath Jiangcheng, the gray lines that were crawling towards the void paused for a moment.

In the distance, city lights lit up one after another.

That wasn't lightning.

It was a burst of light.

Li Zhiyao spun the ancient compass in her hand rapidly, the black and gold runes on the surface pressing down on the silver and gray lines.

She exhaled the air that had been stuck in her throat.

"Definition in effect".

Zhou Ran asked, "How long can it last?"

Li Zhiyao stared at the trading screen.

"Let's see how hard the Moon Emperor will hit."

Zhou Ran nodded.

That's an unpleasant answer.

It's better than having nothing at all.

If the Moon Emperor wants to destroy Jiangcheng, he must first destroy these six words.

She'll leave a mark if she hits it.

If there's a seal, it can be traced.

This is exactly what Zhou Ran wants.

Once he enters the Realm of Truth and Illusion, he won't just sit below the stage and let the Moon Emperor judge him.

She set up the table, he overturned it.

She flipped through the curtains, and he flipped through them too.

Zhou Ran drew the Taihuang Black Blade.

The blade slices through the void.

There is no sacred mountain behind the gate.

There is no right-hand battlefield.

There was also no left eye of the Heavenly Corpse.

Behind the door lay a sea of ​​silver.

The sea surface was so flat it looked unreal.

Faces were reflected in the water.

Meng Po.

Yue Zhao.

Lin Qingxue.

Xu Youwei.

Xu Changling.

Marcus.

Emperor Song.

Yama, the King of Hell.

The night bears the weight of the sky.

And Zhou Ran herself.

All the reflections simultaneously looked up, staring at the doorway.

Zhou Ran gripped the knife handle tightly.

These faces are not just illusions.

The River of Oblivion, the Imprint of the Heart.

Twin souls.

The eyes of the present world.

Left eye disability.

The dark curtain of Penglai for thirty thousand years.

The Holy Light Return to the Womb Plan.

The power of the underworld.

Demon Emperor Cause and Effect.

The final stroke fell on Zhou Ran.

The Moon Emperor laid out all the old accounts.

She wants to destroy Zhou Ran.

Then sew these causes and effects back into his resurrection command, one by one.

Zhou Ran did not draw his sword and slash wildly.

First, find the source of the command.

Confirm whether Yue Zhao's true form has been forcibly awakened.

Distinguish between real and fake reflections in the silver sea.

Take away all the tents that can suppress the Moon Emperor.

Those that are unusable, cut them down.

The Moon Emperor's voice came from inside the door.

"Zhou Ran".

"Come in for trial."

Zhou Ran looked up.

"Who will preside over whom's case is still undecided."

He stepped into the doorway.

Jiangcheng's voice was cut off.

Wang Pangzi's gossipy nature.

Chen Ya's scheduling.

Lin Qingxue's breathing.

They were all swallowed up by the silver sea.

All that's left is the sea.

There is no wind.

There were no waves.

Countless fine silver threads emerged from beneath the sea, passing by his feet and stretching into the distance.

Each line connects to a specific geological feature in Jiangcheng.

hospital.

school.

Bridge beams.

subway.

The old building of the Women and Children's Hospital.

manor.

Entrance to the underworld.

The former site of the Left Eye in Dongcheng.

The silver thread made no sound, yet it tightened its grip on the city little by little.

The Taihuang Black Blade in Zhou Ran's hand was burning hot.

The white bone pen hangs at my side, its tip drooping low.

The Heart Imprint of the River of Oblivion floated half an inch on his chest before being pushed back into his body.

The senses in his left eye, which was impaired, were also blocked by the silver sea.

Xu Youwei's contract has been terminated.

The Moon Emperor immediately shuts down any foreign aids at the start.

Follow the rules.

Sheath your weapons.

The court will reopen.

Zhou Ran looked up.

At the end of the silver sea, a high platform rises.

The high platform has no pillars and no steps.

Like a flattened piece of moonlight pressed against the sea.

A silver-haired woman was sitting on the stage.

The emperor's robe trailed to the ground.

Her long hair fell to her feet.

There is no Dharma eye between the eyebrows.

But when she opened her eyes, the entire silver sea lit up for a moment.

This time, she had a face, eyes, and a complete expression.

She looked at Zhou Ran, neither angry nor anxious.

His expression was more like that of someone inspecting a magical artifact that was about to be completed.

"Zhou Ran".

As the two words were spoken, countless reflections appeared above the sea.

Lin Qingxue.

Yue Zhao.

Xu Youwei.

Meng Po.

Xu Changling.

Xu Youning.

Marcus.

Emperor Song.

The night bears the weight of the sky.

And Zhou Ran.

Every reflection is pierced by a silver thread.

The Moon Emperor sat on the high platform, his voice overwhelming the entire silver sea.

"You're finally in."

Zhou Ran looked around.

"Quite a grand affair."

The Moon Emperor raised his hand.

The Heart Imprint of the River of Oblivion was suppressed even deeper.

The white bone pen fell back into Zhou Ran's palm, its weight making his wrist bones ache.

The slight fluctuation in the left eye was also swallowed up by the sea.

Inside Zhou Ran's dantian, the purple-gold nascent soul opened its eyes.

Six gray lines swirled around the nascent soul.

The Taihuang Black Blade can move.

Only the mind can move the primordial spirit.

enough.

The Moon Emperor said, "This place is the Realm of Truth and Illusion."

"The Heart of the Heavenly Corpse, the right hand, the left eye, are merely remnants of the corpse."

"The orders are here."

Zhou Ran looked at her.

"So you've been hiding here for 30,000 years?"

The Moon Emperor did not deny it.

"The plane where Blue Star is located was originally my escape route."

A layer of silver sea unfolds.

Footage appeared underwater.

A colossal celestial corpse pierced through a dark rift and plunged into the interlayer.

The body was severed, the heart, left eye, and right hand were scattered, and gray threads pierced into the outer layer of the blue star.

The Moon Emperor continued, "I once had a complete path home."

"Someone cut it off."

Zhou Ran's eyes flickered.

"The Emperor's son?"

A change appeared in the Moon Emperor's eyes.

very short.

But Zhou Ran saw it.

She avoided that name.

The Moon Emperor said, "He is dead."

Zhou Ran chuckled.

"You're afraid to say your name?"

The silver sea fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Ran took a step forward.

The silver threads wrapped around his feet were shattered by the Taihuang Black Blade.

"Laying out a plan for 30,000 years, borrowing from the Heavenly Corpse, Penglai, the Underworld, and the Holy Light, we've driven nails into the Blue Star layer by layer."

"As a result, they didn't even dare to mention the name of a dead person."

He raised his blade and pointed it at the silver-haired woman on the platform.

"Himezuki".

"Your throne is not even secure."