Chapter 1323: Chapter 1323: Jade Locket as Oath, Yin Moon Eternal!

Ning Fan’s ambush was far too sudden, and furthermore ignored the laws of time and space. Even someone as strong as the Black Wing Great Demon could not react in time, losing one wing in agony, only feeling sheer horror!

He originated from the Wing Fire Serpent, and was even one of the Primordial Strange Species—the Star-Serpent Wing Fire Snake. His physical body was as tough as Immemorial Star!

He had once stolen the Buddha Bone Relics of the Kunxu Buddha, thus cultivating the Kunxu Sacred Body.

Ever since his Sacred Body reached great completion, he had rarely been injured. At his peak, he had been besieged by ten Quasi-Saints and great powers from the Big Dipper Immortal Domain, yet relying on the might of his Sacred Body, he slaughtered seven and forced three to flee, while he himself only suffered some torn skin.

On the Immortal Emperor List of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, he had once ranked ninety-seventh!

Among the twenty-five Demon Generals under Mo Zhong, he had once held the exalted position of the Seventh Demon General!

Now his demon blood was incomplete, his Ancient Demon Ancestral Blood forever lost, and his strength was no longer what it had been in those years. Even so, he still retained seven-tenths of his former methods; an ordinary Quasi-Saint, even if using every technique, would still find it hard to injure his physical defense.

Yet Ning Fan could destroy his wings barehanded—this he could not accept!

Just by exchanging a single gaze with Ning Fan, Black Wing already felt his demon blood on the verge of collapse, unable to endure the other’s demonic presence, and had no choice but to avert his eyes.

Yet relying on his Eyes of Golden Flame, he still managed to see a few things.

"This man’s demonic presence is as abyssal as a chasm, as vast as an ocean. His bloodline level surpasses even that of an Ancestral Blood Ancient Demon! He actually was once a Demon Spirit, but for some reason has lost his Demon Format..."

"This man actually cultivates ten-thousand-tribulation Mana. Is this a human???"

"On this man’s bones, one can faintly see Purple Gold Dao Patterns drifting about—when dispersed they become ten thousand strands of divine radiance, when gathered they resemble characters from an ancient scripture... This is scripture engraved into bone—a Saint’s method! Moreover, what is engraved is not some ordinary scripture, but the Heavenly Opening Scripture for Delivering All Beings! He is actually cultivating a Heaven-opening Bone. Though his Divine Marrow has yet to fully form, it already possesses considerable power; no wonder he could destroy my wings with his bare hands..."

Black Wing grew all the more alarmed.

Ten-thousand-tribulation Mana—this was more than even a Jishi Saint possessed. Could this really be Mana a cultivator of the second step could have!

The Heaven-opening Bone was an object of legend, and this man had actually cultivated its prototype. Could it be he intended to use this bone to prove the Dao and become a Reverse Saint!

What I am about to face is actually a monster qualified to enter the Reverse Saint path!

From a glimpse of a single speck, he could see the full picture! The man before him was already beyond the category of merely "strong" or "not strong"—he could only be described with one word: dangerous! Even at his own full peak, he would have had no confidence in defeating such a peerless figure, much less now!

Fortunately, this place was precisely where the Demon-Sealing Peak’s [Fire Wing Sub-Branch] was located, with eight million demon soldiers gathered here in a howling mass! He had already activated the Demon Summoning Banner in secret; before long, endless reinforcements would arrive. As long as he delayed for a little while, the situation might yet be reversed!

The karmic threads had already tangled in; this would be difficult to resolve peacefully!

Only by using many to bully the few would there be the slightest chance!

"Oh? So it’s you..." Ning Fan was slightly surprised. That the man before him had not been instant-killed by a single strike was indeed somewhat impressive.

This man’s Eyes of Golden Flame were likewise extraordinary, actually seeing through part of his background—though what this man saw were mostly the lies Ning Fan had left behind for the world, even lies required sufficient strength to be perceived.

This man’s aura felt somewhat familiar to Ning Fan.

He then recalled the demonic roar that had lingered for ten years within the Divine Tomb of Eastern Heaven, and his gaze turned completely frigid.

Once, a demon had descended upon the Divine Tomb, unleashing a heaven-shaking roar that did not disperse for ten years. His name was the Black Wing Great Demon.

Back then, when the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor mentioned this demon, he had said that this demon’s aura was bizarre—half-dead, half-alive.

At that time, when Ning Fan beheld the roar of this demon that lingered for ten years, he could only look up in awe.

But now, upon seeing this demon in person, Ning Fan no longer needed to look up; instead, it was the other party’s turn to fear him.

The Black Wing Great Demon possessed forty-seven-thousand-tribulation Ancient Devil Dao.

Ning Fan, however, possessed ten-thousand-tribulation Human King cultivation.

At this moment, Ning Fan had not even used the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm, merely fighting with his normal state Mana. By relying solely on suppression of level, he was already crushing the Black Wing Great Demon!

There was no need for him to use his full strength.

On the contrary, he needed to restrain his power somewhat.

If one asked why...

If Ning Fan struck with full strength, he could blast apart a Great Thousand World! The entire Dreamland Realm was merely of Great Thousand level and could hardly withstand his full-power output...

If he accidentally shattered the Dreamland Realm, he would have to rely on the Bell of Samsara left by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign to clean up the mess. Although this bell could restart the reincarnation of the Dreamland Realm, it required no small price...with a complex and cumbersome process...

Even if it required no price, Ning Fan had no wish to unleash a single map-wide bombardment and send all his family and loved ones off to start life over again...

Thus he chose to restrain his strength: the dangerous methods he had used against Zi Wei could not be used against the Black Wing Great Demon.

This was a vexation that belonged solely to the strong—but a stroke of fortune for Black Wing.

If Ning Fan had gone all out, whether Black Wing could have escaped instant death would be anyone’s guess.

Though Ning Fan could not use his full power, he would not show mercy either.

He had come to hunt down the Emperor of Fate, but since he had run into a branch of the Demon-Sealing Peak, wiping it out in passing was no matter at all.

The current Demon-Sealing Peak had long since betrayed Great Emperor Mo Zhong, and now supported a new master by the name of [Feathered Demon Lord].

The Feathered Demon Lord had originally been one of the many Demon Spirits sealed within the abyss of the Devil Dao, but had been released by the Emotion Control Emperor to destroy the Demon-Sealing Peak.

The former Demon-Sealing Peak possessed terrifying foundations: nine great devil ancestors presided over it, each of whom could, by means of the power of the ancestral talisman, summon the protection of the [Power of Demon Insects]; there were also twenty-five Demon Generals, each one a Great Emperor ranked within the top five hundred under the Immortal Emperor.

But because the Emotion Control Emperor released the Feathered Demon Lord and stole the power of the Demon Insects, the Demon-Sealing Peak ultimately collapsed, the host of demons all falling into eternal demon blood. The nine great devil ancestors were all suppressed, thirteen of the twenty-five Demon Generals died in battle, and the remainder vanished without a trace.

They were said to have vanished, but in truth they were captured by the Feathered Demon Lord, subjected to every conceivable humiliation, living lives worse than death.

In the end, these twelve men could no longer endure the torment. After being planted with specially crafted Demon Seeds, they gradually submitted.

The exact details of these events were not even fully known to the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor.

But Ning Fan was the new Master of Dream Realm, and for him, this realm no longer held any secrets, like a cheat called "full map vision" had been activated.

The Demon-Sealing Peak of today took the destruction of the Dreamland Realm as its mission, standing firmly on the opposite side of the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators.

The Black Wing Great Demon before him had even invaded the Divine Tomb to assault the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor, nearly causing the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor’s Dao to perish ahead of time—he was unquestionably an enemy, not a friend.

Moments ago, failing to recognize Black Wing, Ning Fan had only casually torn at him once, having held back a bit too much.

Now that he had recognized it, he increased the force on his second strike.

"Seven Thousand Times Tribulation Flash."

As Ning Fan pressed down with a single finger, a far more terrifying annihilation strike than Ring-Bearing Gengwu’s was sent out so casually and unremarkably.

Even when Ring-Bearing Gengwu attacked with full strength, he could only unleash a Tribulation Flash of three thousand times.

Ning Fan still held back his strength, yet he still unleashed a Tribulation Flash of seven thousand times; the difference in power was instantly clear.

For Ning Fan, this strike still had room to increase its power.

But for the Black Wing Great Demon, this was already a blow enough to wipe out his Dao and annihilate his body! Vaguely, within the endless crimson radiance, he seemed to see Great-Great-Grandma waving at him...

Crushingly heavy! Suffocatingly oppressive! If he was distracted in the slightest, his consciousness would separate from his body and he would be instantly slain within the destroying crimson light!

So this is the full-force strike of a Ten Thousand Tribulations powerhouse! Even a Saint of one era would probably be nothing more than this!

The demonic blood in his body trembled uncontrollably, half from fear, half from excitement!

Between life and death, the bloodthirsty instinct of the Ancient Chaos Grand Demon actually suppressed his fear!

The intense sensory impact gave birth to a resolve to fight to the death!

Black Wing felt an indescribable sensation between his legs, and it actually became truly indescribable!

Aaahhhhhhh!

What a long-lost edge of life and death this is!

This old man is really hyped to the point of exploding!

"Fire Talisman Rebirth, Heavenly Demon Great Transformation!"

"Kunxu Saint Technique, Extreme Giant Body Appearance!"

"Flame Roar Thousand Changes, Ten Thousand Flames Coming!"

"Blood Sacrifice Rampage, Five-tailed Protection!"

On the brink of life and death, Black Wing unleashed all his methods, his gaze mad and ferocious!

By means of the Fire Talisman Rebirth Technique, Black Wing’s damaged wings were restored as good as new, his essence energy reversing its flow, endlessly regenerating!

By means of the Kunxu Saint Technique, Black Wing activated three stages of his Eternal True Body, and this true body was vastly larger than his usual one: his body turned into a Black Buddha, feet stepping on a Demon Lotus; nine heads and a thousand wings, stars protecting his body; as his thousand wings spread, they were enough to cover the sky!

By means of the Flame Roar Thousand Changes Fire Wing Secret Technique, Black Wing’s aura climbed step by step, and all the flames between heaven and earth turned at that moment into his essence energy; Ten Thousand Flames Coming, like the emperor of fire!

By means of the Demon Seed within his body, Black Wing triggered an Ancient Demon Rampage, five demonic tails growing out behind him; while his aura grew even stronger, he instead turned deathly still, no longer seeming like a living being.

In his normal state, Black Wing possessed forty-seven thousand Tribulations of Ancient Devil Dao essence!

When his Extreme Giant True Body was activated, his Ancient Devil Dao essence surged to fifty-two thousand Tribulations!

After Ten Thousand Flames Coming, his essence increased another three thousand, reaching fifty-five thousand Tribulations!

After exploding out five tails, his essence rose to seventy thousand Tribulations!

But it wasn’t enough, still not enough!

At this moment, in the nine heads of Black Wing, demonic stars flickered in each pair of eyes, like nine stars in a line, shining brilliantly!

He cultivated nine demonic stars, but at this moment he shattered one of them to trade for power!

"Ancient Demon Shattered Star!"

As one devil star shattered, Black Wing’s essence temporarily climbed to eighty thousand Tribulations!

"Second star, shatter!"

Ninety thousand Tribulations!

"Third star, shatter!"

One hundred thousand Tribulations!

Paying the grievous price of shattering three stars in succession, Black Wing finally stood at the same height as Ning Fan!

A mad roar burst forth, actually triggering the phenomenon of a red sun shining down upon the sea!

"Nine-headed Demon Flash!"

The nine heads of Black Wing simultaneously spewed pillars of Demon Flash flame; nine Demon Flashes merged into one, seeking to contend with the Seven Thousand Times Tribulation Flash!

The light of heaven and earth dimmed as one, leaving only the brilliance of Demon Flash and Tribulation Flash clashing, so dazzling that one could not open one’s eyes!

That collision seemed to happen only once, yet also as if it were firing back and forth billions upon billions of times in an instant.

Black Wing’s essence within his body frantically drained away, and he vaguely felt a sense of collapse; after all, it was power forcibly boosted, impossible to sustain for long. He had no choice but to shatter yet another star, using it to maintain the Demon Flash’s full power output!

"I blocked it! I actually blocked it!"

"This old man actually blocked the full-force strike of a Ten Thousand Tribulations expert!"

"Exhilarating! Exhilarating!"

In the end, it was a strike where Ning Fan had held back his strength, and it was thus barely blocked by Black Wing.

Black Wing was now panting heavily, his footing faintly unstable; just to block Ning Fan’s one strike, he had nearly staked his life.

But he still blocked that strike, not failing the reputation of an Ancient Great Demon...

An emotion named despair suddenly surged up in the heart of the Black Wing Great Demon, turning his deranged thoughts abruptly calm.

It was because, seeing that the second strike hadn’t yielded results, Ning Fan inwardly muttered things like "Ancient Great Demons are all monsters" and "Ancient Demons truly can’t be underestimated", and in the next instant he simply unleashed a third strike, a fourth, and a fifth.

He didn’t even need to wait for skill cooldowns, because he was only using normal attacks; firing them one after another, he didn’t even need to catch his breath.

And these three attacks all had their power increased, as a sign of acknowledgement of the Black Wing Great Demon’s strength; every single one was a Tribulation Flash of Nine Thousand Times power!

This time, Ning Fan did not hold back—he only went all out on the Calamity Flash technique, yet his state remained that of his usual self.

A nine-thousandfold Calamity Flash was the strongest power he could unleash. Though his Mana was vast, he was ultimately not a King Blood Calamity Spirit and could not release Calamity Flash beyond ten thousandfold; he could only retreat and take the second-best route, using quantity to make up for quality.

Thus, three Calamity Flashes were fired in succession, imitating Black Wing’s Nine-headed Demon Flash, causing all flashes to merge into one.

In this way, though what he used was still a nine-thousandfold Calamity Flash, its actual might was comparable to twenty-seven-thousandfold; his execution was pushed directly to the limit.

He nearly scared Black Wing to death on the spot!

Black Wing poured out everything he had, even shattering four Devil Stars, and only then barely managed to block a seven-thousandfold Calamity Flash!

Yet in the blink of an eye, Ning Fan unleashed more Calamity Flashes, stronger still. To him, a seven-thousandfold Calamity Flash did not even count as him taking things slightly seriously!

This man is of the Second Step, there’s no mistaking it! He is Second Step, and so am I! He is a peerless titan, and I too have cut through the ages! I am no weakling—how could I possibly be a weakling! I once trod upon the corpses of countless Quasi-Saints and old monsters of the second step, all the way to this day! Under the Immortal Emperor’s throne, among the top ten Immortal Emperors, I have fought them as well! I’ve fought Mo Zhong! Fought Ancient Chaos! Even those Jishi Saints spanning several eras, I’ve fought them! Even if I was no match, I never felt they were out of reach! But why... why does this man make me feel a distance like never before in all history...

The distance between worlds should not be this vast!

I am... an Ancient Great Demon!

"Fifth Star, shatter!"

"Sixth Star, shatter!"

"Seventh Star, shatter!"

"Eighth Star, shatter!"

"Ninth Star, shatter!"

"Kunxu Saint Technique, Furious Sky Star Picking!"

Black Wing roared, exhausting everything, and charged into the surging crimson radiance.

And then...

He simply got angry once.

His physical body perished, dissipating within the crimson glow.

His Spirit was seized, and his storage pouch became spoils of war.

The reinforcements had yet to arrive, but his life was already at its end!

"You cannot kill me! You can’t! I am the foremost of the twelve Squad Leaders personally appointed by the Feathered Demon Lord; my Symbol of Devil Raising is the most indispensable object for the demon insects’祭祀! If you kill me, the Feathered Demon Lord will never let you—"

"Sorry. This Feathered Demon Lord you speak of—I’ve never heard of him."

A trace of regret flashed across Ning Fan’s gaze.

His eyes could see much of the Black Wing Great Demon’s past.

This man had once been a Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator, had once rendered outstanding service for the Immortal Domain; yet in the end... he stood on the opposite side of the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators, inciting beast tides and chaos, blood-sacrificing all living beings to cultivate, long since forgetting his original heart.

Just to refine the Demon Seed within his body, he went everywhere collecting young boys and girls as blood food. That year, when the Eastern Heaven saw the vision of a red sun over the sea, more than four thousand Cultivation Star infants died out completely—that was his handiwork... and this was but a trivial entry among his endless blood-debts after he submitted to the Feathered Demon Lord.

Ning Fan did not intend to condemn this man from a moral high ground, yet he still felt regret that this man had betrayed his original heart...

Then he directly swallowed this man’s Spirit in one bite, yet stripped out the Demon Seed within his Spirit, not devouring it at random.

This Demon Seed was a specially made object, a reward bestowed by the Feathered Demon Lord, containing no small hidden danger and not to be eaten recklessly. After Ning Fan sealed it with several layers, he put it away, to be reserved for future study.

He did not leave immediately, but remained here, waiting for the assembling demons to arrive.

At this moment, the evil cultivators hastening toward this place still had no idea what kind of death calamity awaited them.

Because the Black Wing Great Demon had activated the Demon Summoning Banner, the entire [Guankong Continent] was already in utter chaos, all demon soldiers alarmed!

On Thunder Dragon Peak, an old man with silver hair, upon suddenly hearing the summons from the Demon Summoning Banner, did not dare be negligent and immediately opened a Demonic Channel toward the direction of the sub-branch.

"How strange! It is not wartime now, why would the Squad Leader summon us?"

Within the Four Abyss Blessed Land, an old woman with violet hair was tending a Pill Furnace; upon hearing the demon banner’s call, her expression instantly sank.

"This Primordial Demonic Medicine of mine has only just been refined halfway, yet I must abandon it in the middle. The command of the Demon Summoning Banner cannot be disobeyed!"

In Jile Cave, a certain Great Demon who possessed thousands of women likewise had no choice but to set aside his pleasures.

"Mood ruined! Truly ruined! But the orders of the demon banner simply cannot be defied..."

Matters like this were occurring all across the Guankong Continent, yet not a single person dared ignore the Demon Summoning Banner’s order to assemble.

...

Guankong Continent was located in the Ancient Demon Fourth Abyss, an eleventh-level continent.

This continent was renowned for its abundant production of Through-Sky Stone, and so was favored by Demon-Sealing Peak, which seized this continent for itself, planting its banner and establishing a sub-branch; ordinary people simply did not dare approach this place.

This sub-branch was also the main base from which the demon soldiers launched their assaults on the Four Heavens. By decree of the Feathered Demon Lord, a total of eight million evil cultivators were stationed here!

When gathered, the demon soldiers were a single blazing fire; when scattered, they were stars all across the sky. In peacetime, they were dispersed throughout the various regions of Guankong Continent, each opening their own cave mansions to cultivate.

Should war arise, Black Wing would activate the Demon Summoning Banner to gather the demon soldiers.

The Demon Summoning Banner was a treasure personally bestowed by the Feathered Demon Lord. Once this banner was unfurled, all evil cultivators of this sub-branch had to obey the summons; any who defied the order would suffer a single-finger punishment from the Demon Lord.

The demon soldiers did not dare disregard Black Wing’s order to assemble.

Unfortunately, some demons were near, others far; some strong, others weak. It would take time for them to reach this place. Even though many were already straining every nerve to rush over, they still did not manage to arrive in time.

The Black Wing Great Demon died far too quickly!

He had already tried his best, stubbornly withstanding five of Ning Fan’s strikes before dying, yet it was still utterly useless; he did not manage to wait for even a single reinforcement.

From the moment the Black Wing Great Demon fell, a full hundred breaths passed before the first reinforcement finally arrived.

His name was Flash Thunder Ancestor, a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint who had cultivated the Flash Thunder Demon Cavity to a state of complete success; only thus could he be the first to rush here!

"There’s no mistake! My Flash Thunder Demon Talisman faintly resonates—at the Squad Leader’s location, there seems to be a Primordial Thunder Cauldron present! This item is one of the Offering Vessels of Ancient Demons the Demon Lord seeks. The Squad Leader must have acquired it, and thus urgently summoned us to discuss it!"

The Flash Thunder Ancestor had thought what awaited him would be a massive contribution, which was why he had rushed over in such a hurry.

Who would have thought that just as he stepped out of the Demonic Channel, an overwhelming tide of Evil Qi would slam into his face—that was the Evil Qi left behind after the deaths of Black Wing and Huang Zhangyun, making his scalp go numb!

Realizing something was wrong, the Flash Thunder Ancestor turned around, wanting to flee back into the Demonic Channel, but the channel was blown apart by a streak of red light, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Who in the world are you! From the moment the Squad Leader summoned us to the moment I arrived, it’s been barely a hundred breaths! Yet you’ve already killed the Squad Leader—this is absurd! Is this an illusion! Could everything before my eyes be fake! That’s it! If a Great Demon really fell here, the Evil Qi would have engulfed the entire Guankong Continent—I couldn’t possibly have failed to sense it!"

Looking around, the area was clearly filled with world-shaking Evil Qi, yet this Evil Qi behaved like a bunch of obedient little babies, not daring to spread even a bit to the outside world, just quietly lingering in place, so bizarre it made one doubt life itself!

What the Flash Thunder Ancestor did not know was that the reason the Evil Qi here was so obedient and refused to leak out was because Ning Fan did not allow it. Ning Fan was the Master of the Dreamland Realm; even the Heavenly Dao and Earthly Terrain had to act according to his mood! If he did not permit it, how would mere Evil Qi dare to run wild!

The Flash Thunder Ancestor spouted nonsense he didn’t even believe himself, forcing himself to stay calm as he sacrificed his Innate Treasure, the Nine Heavens Thunder Responding Pearl!

Inwardly he silently prayed that everything before his eyes would turn out to be an illusion; otherwise, he would definitely not escape calamity today!

This Treasure Bead specialized in breaking through heavenly and earthly illusions; with this item in hand, he might be able to unravel the illusion here...

And then...

He dispelled nothing but loneliness; his heart sank to rock bottom.

There were no illusions here at all—mainly because there was no opponent here worthy of Ning Fan using illusion on.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit; but when a lion farts, it absolutely won’t use all its strength, because it’s easy to accidentally shit itself...

Seeing that the Flash Thunder Ancestor’s magical treasure seemed quite decent and suited to be given to his ladies, Ning Fan raised his hand and beckoned, directly drawing the treasure into his palm.

The treasure tried to struggle a little, but it was useless. With a single thought from Ning Fan, a mark was planted on it; it changed owners and became docile and tame.

The Flash Thunder Ancestor’s face changed drastically. This was a treasure he had refined for a full ten million years, its restrictions extremely complex and further protected by a Demon Seed—how could it be snatched away by someone at first contact! Everything before his eyes was far too abnormal; he didn’t dare face reality! Damn it, damn it! Had he known this place was so perilous, he would rather have taken a finger’s punishment from the Feathered Demon Lord than come here to die!

He could only go all out!

Just as he was about to sacrifice a second magical treasure, he came up empty; the storage pouch on his body had already vanished without a trace and was now somehow in Ning Fan’s hand.

Only then did he belatedly feel a stab of pain in his Dantian and realize that even his Spirit had been dug out; he happened to witness the scene of Ning Fan devouring his Spirit.

"How... is this... possible..."

The Flash Thunder Ancestor died in terror.

A dozen breaths later, a new victim rushed over to assist.

"I do not know why the Squad Leader has urgently summoned us; what instructions..."

The newcomer had barely stepped out of the Demonic Channel when the head of that Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor was blown apart.

"Time Reversal Technique!"

The Ancient Emperor of Time Demon felt his heart leap in fright; fortunately, he had a Time Secret Technique on him. He forcibly reversed time, returning to the instant before his head was blown up, trying to dodge Ning Fan’s strike.

"Space-Time Re-positioning."

Ning Fan pressed down with five fingers, forcing the reversed time back to its original state, erasing the opponent’s Spirit and swallowing it in one gulp.

As he ate, he marveled at how every one of these Devils on Demon-Sealing Peak was so formidable; if it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint Immortal Emperor, they probably wouldn’t be able to withstand this man’s Time Dao.

Over ten breaths later, the next group of victims arrived; this time three people came at once, all Immortal Emperors, advancing together!

"We do not know..."

The same script played out again. Before the three Emperors could fully step out of the Demonic Channel, both they and the channel were blown apart together.

"Golden Ancient Law!"

The Golden Ancient Emperor, whose entire body was plated with Heavenly Dao Gold Demon Patterns, relied on a Secret Technique to resurrect from death.

Then he resurrected into nothingness, getting killed by Ning Fan once more and stripped of all his Dao Gold Demon Patterns, leaving him unable to resurrect again.

"Thousand Lives Technique!"

Emperor Zi Yu, who possessed a thousand lives, activated his thousand-life mode, resurrecting from death and trying to flee, but there was nowhere to run.

In the instant a flash of red light swept past, this Demon Emperor was forcefully killed a thousand times by Ning Fan in one breath, exhausting all his lives.

"Undying Demon Medicine protecting my body!"

Emperor Xuan Yao, who had consumed Undying Demon Medicine, had just resurrected when Ning Fan treated him like another dose of Undying Demon Medicine and swallowed him in one mouthful...

A few breaths later, dozens more Demonic Channels opened; more and more devils started arriving.

And then... they arrived for nothing.

Gradually, hundreds, then thousands of Demonic Channels began opening here at the same time.

And then... the Demonic Channels opened once and shattered in unison, as a rain of blood came pouring down.

An earth-shattering upheaval quietly unfolded on the Guankong Continent; at first, the soul plates of the fallen did not shatter, so no one noticed what kind of bloodbath and horror was unfolding here.

But when Ning Fan slaughtered all eight million devils here and dispelled the Illusory Demon Dust power of the Dark Control Position, the eight million devils’ soul plates finally shattered all at once, instantly stirring up a storm throughout the Ancient Demon Nine Abyss!

The Fire Wing Sub-Branch’s eight million demon cultivators had not a single survivor; no one knew what calamity they had run into.

After the fact, the entire Guankong Continent actually vanished into thin air; no one knew who had taken it away.

This was an eleventh-level continent! Even the Feathered Demon Lord couldn’t move this continent and could only establish a sub-branch here. Just who was this mysterious being that actually had the ability to directly take this continent away—could it be that a Saint had descended!

But even if it were a Saint, they shouldn’t have been able to silently wipe out eight million devils!

Even if you were slaughtering eight million pigs, there would be at least some noise, right? This was a sub-branch guarded by an Ancient Great Demon; how could it be exterminated without a sound! The whole thing reeked of weirdness, terrifying the more one thought about it...

For a time, countless urgent reports flew out like snowflakes, and the ensuing impact spread to every region of the nine great devil abysses!

Even the Flash Thunder Continent in the Ancient Demon Ninth Abyss was affected by this matter.

After all, the former master of the Flash Thunder Continent was none other than the notorious Flash Thunder Ancestor of Demon-Sealing Peak! But now, the Flash Thunder Ancestor’s soul plate had mysteriously shattered, naturally setting off an unprecedented storm within the domain.

...

Flash Thunder Continent was a tenth-level continent.

Red Thunder Sect was a ninth-level Sect on this continent, with a Heavenly Demon Realm Supreme Elder sitting in town.

Today was supposed to be the day of Red Thunder Sect’s once-every-three-years Sect assessment, but because a heaven-shaking incident had occurred in the Ancient Demon Abyss, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor who had come to preside over the assessment was summoned away by the main Sect, and the assessment had to be temporarily suspended.

On the martial arena, Hong Yi lowered the Lightning Whip in her hand and looked at the opponent who had fallen and could not get up; for a moment she was somewhat speechless.

Ever since she ascended to the Ancient Demon Abyss, more than two hundred years had passed. After many twists and turns, she had finally joined the Red Thunder Sect here, and relied on one assessment and mission after another to step by step rise to become an Inner Sect Disciple.

This assessment was supposed to be her promotion battle. She only needed to defeat her opponent, and she would be able to advance to become a True Disciple and enter the tutelage of Red Thunder Sect’s Supreme Elder—Granny Bone.

Who would have thought that after she had gone through untold hardship to finally defeat her opponent, the assessment would actually be suspended...

It didn’t get suspended earlier, didn’t get suspended later, but just had to wait until she and her opponent had fought to the point of destroying several magical treasures before being suspended. Truly a bit unlucky...

"I lost... Junior Sister’s methods are growing ever more formidable, Senior Brother willingly concedes defeat..." The True Disciple Yang Su staggered up from the ground. At this moment he had already been beaten by Hong Yi until his nose was bruised and his face swollen, his whole body covered in wounds. The look in his eyes as he viewed Hong Yi was as though he were looking at a female Yaksha, wanting nothing more than to avoid her.

He possessed cultivations at the Peak of Si Chen, a dignified Red Thunder Sect Demon Child, yet had actually been unable to defeat Hong Yi at Si Chen Five Heavens. It was truly a loss of face; in secret, countless mocking voices had long been spreading, causing him great embarrassment.

In the Ancient Demon Abyss, there were many ancient demon techniques in circulation; by cultivating them one could imitate Ancient Demons in cultivation. Though not true Ancient Demons, they could still reach about thirty percent of that level.

Those who cultivated such merit laws did not cultivate the Life Immortal Realm, but instead cultivated the Eight Realms of the Timekeeper.

They did not cultivate the True Immortal Realm, but instead cultivated the Heavenly Demon Twelve Realms.

They did not cultivate the Eternity Realm, but instead cultivated the Nine Realms of Ancestral Regression.

The Peak of Si Chen was a Realm a whole grade higher than Si Chen Five Heavens, yet he had actually lost to the other party. It was only natural that he would feel he could not lift his head.

Yet he could not bring himself to hate Hong Yi... After all, he had once been moved by this Junior Sister. Judging by looks alone, this woman was definitely a top-tier choice for a Dao companion... But better to forget it... A Dao companion as fierce as a female Yaksha, he truly lacked the fortune to enjoy; his body was far too frail, and he ought to find a Dao companion a bit more gentle...

"Since the assessment has already been suspended, then even if it is reopened in the future, the results of this battle will not be counted. You and I will still have another day to fight again; we can decide the victor anew at that time." Hong Yi said coolly.

Her nature was cold and indifferent; there were very few people to whom she would bother to feign warmth.

Moreover, Red Thunder Sect was, by nature, an Evil Sect; all within the Sect were demonesses, with not many good sorts among them, and she was frankly too lazy to engage in hypocritical politeness with others.

Her joining this Sect was merely with certain aims in mind—she wanted to obtain some things, and unravel some confusion in her heart...

Unfortunately, the promotion match she had finally passed through such toil had actually, for some unknown reason, petered out. Truly unlucky...

Crash, crash, crash...

Rain suddenly began to fall over the martial arena, causing Hong Yi’s originally tightly furrowed brows to relax; for a moment she stood dazed in the rain, forgetting to open an umbrella.

When she remembered to open an umbrella, she then recalled that her Thunder Umbrella magical treasure had just been shattered by her opponent, who had relied on the Yaksha Thunder Technique during the duel.

Without using Mana, she forcibly swept aside the rain that had fallen onto her body.

She actually did not mind the feeling of being drenched in rain; she even somewhat liked it. Yet she likewise liked the feeling of holding an umbrella; the sound of rain falling upon the umbrella always managed to calm her heart.

Suddenly, a paper umbrella appeared, shielding the rain for Hong Yi.

"The rain is pouring down this hard, yet not a single person is willing to hold an umbrella for Sister Hong. Red Thunder Sect has so many male cultivators—how is it that not one of them knows how to cherish fragrant jade~" The woman named Xi Ziyue had appeared behind Hong Yi at some unknown time, and took the initiative to hold the umbrella for her.

She was not a Master of Red Thunder Sect; she had come today merely to watch the assessment, nothing more than to support Hong Yi.

She was one of the few friends Hong Yi had made after her ascension. During one expedition to an Ancient Cultivator Cave Mansion, she had once formed a party with Hong Yi.

At that time, something went wrong with the team; a Heavenly Demon had slipped into the group to trick and kill the juniors. She and Hong Yi had joined forces and ultimately escaped with their lives, gradually forming a bond.

"Perhaps it’s because all those who wanted to cherish fragrant jade have already been beaten scared by me." Hong Yi said indifferently.

Then she turned to watching the rain.

For most of the time, the Ancient Demon Abyss remained in darkness, with daylight appearing only occasionally. Today happened to be one of those rare days of daylight, perfectly suited for appreciating the rain.

There were nine Devil Pool3, each with different climates.

And in the Ninth Demon Abyss, the seasons most commonly seen were the cloud season and the rain season.

If the cloud season happened to arrive, then all hundred thousand continents would be shrouded in cloud and mist, with not a trace of starlight or moonlight to be seen.

If the rain season happened to arrive, then the wind would howl in grief, vines would be torn apart, ghosts would wail and the heavens would darken, a killing air would fill heaven and earth, making it all the more desolate and lonely.

Even so, Hong Yi still preferred the rain season.

The rain scenes here were not as good as those of the Rain Immortal World, yet they could stir her thoughts, making her recall a certain person, certain events.

However, today should still not be the day of the rain season’s arrival, so why was it raining...

The reason the weather was abnormal—could it be related to the upheaval on Flash Thunder Continent...

"Sister Hong always loves to watch the rain. Could it be that you are missing someone?" Xi Ziyue asked curiously.

"It can’t really be called missing; it’s just that I always inadvertently recall some past events." Hong Yi did not deny it, nor did she intend to elaborate.

Her nature was to speak little. It was only because Xi Ziyue had spoken that she would answer seriously; if it were someone she wasn’t familiar with, she wouldn’t even have the patience to offer a perfunctory reply.

Earlier, that she had said one more sentence to Yang Su was still because she had beaten the other party too miserably and felt slightly apologetic...

Yet even if it was Xi Ziyue asking, she would definitely not answer every question. She had made some formidable enemies in the Ancient Demon Abyss, among whom were experts of the Timekeeper’s Realm and Heavenly Demon Realm. Thus she had no intention of exposing too much of her past, fearing that she might implicate a certain person...

She had ascended to the Ancient Demon Abyss for two hundred years now, and had cultivated from a mere Void Fragmentation Master all the way to her current profound Realm of Si Chen Five Heavens.

The Eight Realms of the Timekeeper corresponded to the Life Immortal Realm; she was already an expert at the Life Immortal Realm. Her Empress Ning Fan should by now also possess cultivations roughly on par with hers, right?

Or perhaps that brat’s cultivations now surpassed hers, and he had already stepped into the Realm of True Crossing to become a True Immortal? After all, that brat had ascended earlier than she had, and his methods were likewise astonishing...

It was just that she had relied on many strokes of good fortune and blessings to advance so rapidly. Without such by chance opportunities, who among ordinary people could, within two hundred years, cultivate to Si Chen Five Heavens? Hopefully that brat could also encounter many blessings...

No—just lacking those by chance strokes of fortune would be fine, as long as he didn’t provoke any formidable enemies... That brat had always loved to stir up trouble, making it impossible for one to be at ease...

Thinking of this, when Hong Yi looked at the rain again, a faint trace of concern emerged in her blood-colored eyes.

Xi Ziyue secretly observed Hong Yi’s expression, finding it amusing.

The world all said that the devilish little lady Hong Yi cultivated the Heartless Path and merged with a Heartless Corpse, and that was why she had entered Granny Bone’s Green Smoke and obtained the chance to be promoted to True Disciple.

Xi Ziyue actually felt that wasn’t the case at all: Sister Hong definitely has someone in her heart! Since she has someone she loves, how could she have cultivated the Heartless Path and fused with a Heartless Corpse?

It’s just that Sister Hong is naturally cold; for a man to make her care that much, he must be some peerless beauty in the world...

"Is that person a Master from the Ancient Demon Abyss?" Xi Ziyue asked carefully. She knew Hongyi didn’t like mentioning her past, yet she still cared a great deal.

"..." Hongyi more or less ignored Xi Ziyue.

But when she saw the pitiful look in Xi Ziyue’s eyes, she somehow softened again. She was never a soft-hearted person, yet when it came to Xi Ziyue, she simply couldn’t be ruthless.

As if Xi Ziyue was not an outsider, but another version of herself...

Back in the Rain Immortal World, she had also met quite a few girls, and when facing those people, she would occasionally feel this same strange sensation.

The higher her cultivations climbed, the more lost she felt; because of that, she yearned to ascend to the Ancient Demon Abyss, hoping to find answers here.

In the unseen, it was as though something here was calling her over, waiting to meet her...

Gradually, she had formed a few guesses, but could find no proof.

"Good Sister, just tell me~" Xi Ziyue pleaded.

"He isn’t a Master of the Ancient Demon Abyss, but as for whether he is currently in the Ancient Demon Abyss, I’m not sure." Hongyi sighed and finally loosened up. Any further information, however, she had no plans to tell Xi Ziyue.

This only made Xi Ziyue feel even more miserable.

It had been so hard to confirm that Sister Hong did have someone in her heart, yet she still didn’t know his surname, his given name, where he was, or for how long they had known each other. For a female cultivator whose Eight Trigrams Demon Technique had reached Great Perfection, was there anything more painful than this!

Hongyi: "How come I don’t remember you cultivating any Eight Trigrams Demon Technique? Weren’t you cultivating the Heavenly Demon Relic Technique?"

Xi Ziyue: "Ah, there are plenty of things about your little sister that you don’t know. If Sister wants to understand me in depth, why not come to my room tonight and press your feet against mine as we chat... When the time comes, I’ll tell Sister a secret, and Sister can tell me one too, how about it~"

Hongyi: "I have no secrets worth mentioning, and I’m not interested in yours either."

Xi Ziyue: "Does Sister not want to know what sort of upheaval happened on the Flash Thunder Continent? I received an urgent report from my clan—does Sister want to hear what it says?"

Hongyi: "I’m just a little demon at the Timekeeper’s Realm; I have no interest in those grand affairs of the Demon Lords."

Xi Ziyue: "I also have information on the Yaksha Legacy. Sister truly doesn’t want to know? I went through countless hardships to gather this news..."

Hongyi: "...How do you know I’m looking for that?"

Xi Ziyue: "That’s another secret~ Sister really doesn’t want to press feet and chat with me? Actually, not long ago, I picked up a jade locket; you could say it has endless wonderful uses... Sister has one just like it, right~"

At those words, Hongyi was a little surprised.

The matter of her picking up the Yin Yang Locket shouldn’t be something others knew about, yet Xi Ziyue did, and had also picked one up herself. What on earth was going on...

Xi Ziyue: "I really want to know where this locket came from, and who it was that gave me this jade locket and saved me from fire and water... Sister seems to know this locket’s origin—could you clear up my confusion..."

Hongyi: "I’d like someone to clear up my confusion too. I originally thought I was the only one with this locket, but it turns out every beauty has one. What a sentimental Empress— and to think I even... forget it! Since you also have this item, I’ll come find you tonight. I really want to see what that brat is playing at!"

Xi Ziyue: "It’s a deal! Then I’ll bathe and burn incense, and respectfully await Sister’s arrival~"

...

That night.

Hongyi came to Xi Ziyue’s room and saw Xi Ziyue with her head buried in the tub, blowing bubbles. With spring scenery filling the room, she was momentarily speechless.

Hongyi: "I thought your line about bathing, burning incense, and pressing feet to sleep was just a joke. Do you actually harbor thoughts about me or something? Unfortunately, I’m not interested in men, nor am I interested in women."

Xi Ziyue: "Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding! I was just working on the Yin Yang Locket task, and accidentally fell into deviation, which is why I was like this in the tub, losing myself completely... I definitely didn’t do it on purpose!"

Hongyi: "Task? What task? Forget it, I’ll just take it as an unintentional act. You can get out of the tub now."

Xi Ziyue: "No! I’m not dressed yet!"

Hongyi: "We’re both women, why be so bashful."

Xi Ziyue: "Even between sisters, there are times when one must keep her innocence in this world..."

Hongyi: "?"

Hongyi simply couldn’t understand what Xi Ziyue was talking about.

So she picked her up like a chick and fished Xi Ziyue straight out of the tub.

And then she saw...

Hongyi: "What is that?"

Xi Ziyue: "This is the Yin Yang Locket I picked up..."

Hongyi: "Your Yin Yang Locket is shaped like a jade plaything?"

Xi Ziyue: "My Yin Yang Locket can change shape... Can’t Sister’s?"

Hongyi: "I don’t know. Mainly, it never occurred to me that this thing could have entertainment uses. I always thought it was just something to hold and remember someone by. Tonight has really opened my eyes..."

Xi Ziyue: "Sister, please stop talking. Please forget everything you just saw, I’m begging you!"

Xi Ziyue wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Never mind that she usually traded flirtatious words with Sister Hong; in truth she was the thinnest-skinned, all offense and no defense.

Though she often said she wanted to press feet and sleep with Hongyi, if Hongyi really did anything with her, she’d immediately flee in panic.

Fortunately, Hongyi knew Xi Ziyue’s true nature and didn’t tease her too much.

She took the initiative to leave the room and only came back in once Xi Ziyue had finished dressing.

She did not mention Xi Ziyue’s embarrassment, but went straight to the point, directly asking about the Yin Yang Locket Xi Ziyue had picked up.

Hongyi: "How did you pick up this locket?"

Xi Ziyue: "We agreed beforehand, remember. Sister tells one secret, then I’ll answer one secret."

Hongyi: "What do you want to know?"

Xi Ziyue: "Sister, how did you get your Yin Yang Locket?"

Sister Hong: "..."

Xi Ziyue: "The details are too indecent to talk about?"

Sister Hong: "Mm."

Xi Ziyue: "Got it. I’m actually the same. I just woke up, and there it was on my pillow."

...

Sister Hong got her Yin Yang Locket during one of her dream trances.

Back then she was trying to break through the bottleneck of Si Chen Five Heavens, but she kept failing over and over, everything going horribly wrong.

One time she dropped into sleep from exhaustion, and unexpectedly dreamed of a certain someone.

Since it was inside a dream, she had no mental defenses or schemes at all, and with so much pressure pent up, of course Sister Hong went all out in seeking pleasure—she pinned that guy down with one hand and just played to her heart’s content.

Afterwards she even waved her hand in grand fashion and promised to pay that certain someone a trillion Dao Crystals, a billion Dao Crystals per session, as "copyright fees."

Anyone who knows what dream Dao Crystals are knows they’re just bouncing checks.

The joy in dreams is also no more than dewdrop fate; after all, she hadn’t dreamed of that brat for so long. Finally getting one dream, how could she not make the most of it.

When she woke up, Sister Hong just took it as a spring dream leaving no trace. The Heart Demon that had been knotted tight inside her suddenly scattered completely; she only felt her thoughts flowing freely, the world vast and open, and could even vaguely sense her bottleneck loosening. There is no greater joy in life than this.

She thought it was nothing more than a yellow-beam dream, yet unexpectedly, a jade locket had appeared out of thin air on her pillow, catching Sister Hong completely off guard.

Her finger brushed the jade locket, and she actually heard that certain someone’s shameless voice sound out.

The rough content went like this:

Flowers, moonlight and romance, are the lie I leave to the world.

Ning Fan will not be Emperor; the mountains and seas shall be my betrothal gift.

I’ll return your broken sword, and become Zhimo for you.

I’ll prop up the heavens as they fall, and in the next life we’ll become butterflies.

One dream of Immemorial, locking Yin and Yang, the Yin Moon eternal.

Long life without decline, winter thunder shaking, summer snows falling, heaven and earth closing, yet never severing us apart.

"What kind of major brain disease is this supposed to be?"

As soon as she heard Ning Fan’s voice, and heard him spouting all kinds of shameless, riddle-man love lines, Sister Hong just assumed Ning Fan’s sickness had flared up.

Since when did that brat learn all these sweet nothings? Did he go insane?

Then she felt a bit puzzled. Since the locket was left by Ning Fan, could it be that this brat had actually come to the Ancient Demon Abyss?

If he’s here, why not meet her directly? Is there some other hidden reason he can’t show himself... yet why play these games with gifts and love talk? Is he sick in the head?

Wait a minute...

I just assumed everything that happened was all within the dream. Were those really dreams...

If it wasn’t a dream, then I rode him over a thousand times. How is he supposed to look at me! Will he take me for some kind of beast!

And this locket—he left this locket for me, what exactly is he intending, is he trying to give me some token of love? Or is he criticizing me for going too far, hoping I’ll lock up my lust a bit in the future... or maybe he’s run into some danger and is leaving me some keepsake to remember him by...

I can’t figure it out!

Sending me a random locket out of nowhere, what does that even mean! Surely he doesn’t want to be bound with me forever, right?

Though Sister Hong felt totally baffled, she still put away the Yin Yang Locket and treasured it carefully.

Ever since an extra Yin Yang Locket appeared in her Dantian, she was hardly ever disturbed by Heart Demons again—her mind was like still water.

Whenever she occasionally activated the Yin Yang Locket, it would replay those inexplicable love lines from Ning Fan.

Those lines were ridiculous and cheesy, but the more Sister Hong listened, the more she got used to them. If she didn’t hear them for a day, she’d instead feel that something was missing.

Yet unexpectedly, the locket wasn’t something he only gave to her, but something he handed out whenever he met a beauty!

Those love lines that could give you full-body goosebumps weren’t spoken only to her, but broadcast! Broadcast to a group!

What kind of sleazy maneuver is this! The one who thought he wanted to be bound with her forever—she’s the one who actually had the real disease!

Forget it...

As long as she knows that brat isn’t dead...

Next time she dreams of that brat, she definitely won’t hold back anymore! Heh, just you wait!

Xi Ziyue: "What love lines? Why does my locket not have any love-message recordings? Can you let me listen to the love lines in your locket, sister? Please!"

Xi Ziyue was starting to feel something wasn’t right.

She’d originally thought her locket could transform, that it was the official version; could it be that hers is actually a knockoff?

Sister Hong: "No way!"

So it wasn’t mass-sent after all...

No, given that brat’s personality, maybe it’s just that he isn’t that close with Xi Ziyue, so he didn’t leave any cheesy love lines. If it were some girl he was familiar with, they probably all got recordings.

Sister Hong felt like she’d seen through the truth!

That brat has probably given a Yin Yang Locket to every girl he’s entangled with in karma, one each all around. As for his motive, that’s currently unknown. How he managed to do this is also unknown...

That brat always manages to cook up some heaven-defying tricks—she can’t see through what’s going on in his head.

Xi Ziyue: "Sister, do you perhaps not know the real use of this locket?"

Sister Hong: "What real use? You mean after it transforms you use it as a toy? Hm? My locket can transform too... interesting..."

Xi Ziyue: "No! The shape-changing and all that is just some side trick I stumbled on by accident! The real use of this lock is that it can fulfill our heart’s wishes. I once ran into a catastrophe—no way up to Heaven, no door down to Hell. One night, this lock suddenly sent out a voice, claiming it could help me realize my heart’s desire... I tried making a wish, and after I completed some tasks, I really did get what I wanted... If Elder Sister has any wish, why not give it a try? It might just come true..."

This thing can really grant wishes?

If it really can...

Bring out that brat for me, I want to beat him up!

In a testing mood, Hongyi silently made a wish in her heart.

And then...

The Yin Yang Locket in her body actually sent back a reply!

"Right now I’m stained with the blood of my enemies, not convenient to perform the ’Duke Zhou rites’. Once I’m done with this matter, I’ll naturally come to see you."

You seriously have something wrong with your brain!

I told you to show up so I could beat you and vent my anger, who said anything about performing Duke Zhou rites with you!

Forget it...

She hadn’t expected this thing could actually let her directly talk with Ning Fan...

Like this, even if Ning Fan refused to show himself, she could still receive word from him.

Her mood inexplicably brightened.

Xi Ziyue: "Well? Has Elder Sister’s wish come true yet?"

Hongyi: "Not yet."

Xi Ziyue: "Oh, then Elder Sister must not have completed the tasks in the jade locket yet."

Hongyi: "What tasks?"

Xi Ziyue: "Elder Sister doesn’t need to complete tasks to have her wish come true?"

Hongyi: "Do I?"

Xi Ziyue: "Then why do I have to?"

Hongyi: "You probably got played. That brat’s pretty bad. Go on, tell me, what tasks did he assign you..."

Xi Ziyue: "N-nothing..."

They were all a pile of indescribable, totally shameless tasks, okay!!!

Could it be she really got scammed!

The one who gave her the jade locket, was he just using it as an excuse to take advantage of her?

But then why was he willing to help her realize her wish... Compared to her wish, which was as hard as ascending to Heaven, nine deaths and one life, he didn’t seem to have gotten that many benefits off her...

Hongyi: "If he really responds to my wish, maybe one day he’ll come to the Ancient Demon Abyss to meet me."

Xi Ziyue: "When that time comes, can I also meet the owner of the jade locket... I still don’t know what he looks like..."

Hongyi: "You two have already gotten that close, and he still won’t let you see what he looks like?"

Xi Ziyue: "Nothing like that! Nothing at all happened! Elder Sister, you have to believe me!"

Hongyi: "Heh! I believe you. Can you hear me, my Empress! Once you’re done with your business, get over here fast—my bestie and my fists are both dying to meet you!"

Ning Fan: "You still owe me One hundred billion Dao Crystals..."

Hongyi: "That was dream talk!"

Ning Fan: "A堂堂 Thunder Emperor Bu Zhou, are you planning to stiff me just like that?"

Hongyi: "..."

Hongyi: "When I’ve earned Trillions of Dao Crystals, I’ll definitely pay you back in full. Right now it won’t do, I’m pretty much broke."

Ning Fan: "Why Trillions?"

Hongyi: "What do you think! Next time we meet, you’ll find out! Be careful. I don’t know if the enemies you’re fighting are Life Immortal experts or True Immortal old freaks, but you’d better not end up dead!"

Life Immortal experts?

True Immortal old freaks?

Hearing Hongyi talk about Life Immortals and True Immortals like that, then glancing at the Demon Mansion where he was currently chasing Green Palm Fate and a gang of demon race Great Emperors like dogs, Ning Fan was briefly at a loss for words.

He really didn’t dare tell Hongyi that he was in the middle of bullying a bunch of weak little Immortal Emperors, taking on the Zhou Heaven Fate of the Real Realms... He was afraid it would blow the confidence of this proud Thunder Emperor Bu Zhou.

He had just stirred up a bloody storm in the Ancient Demon Fourth Abyss, and now he’d run to the Demon Mansion to make trouble again...

If you asked why he could freely travel through all domains of the Land of Dreams—

Because he was the Master of Dream Realm.

He could come and go as he pleased in the River of Time, cross it billions of times in an instant. Let alone the mere Land of Dreams, he could go wherever he wanted.

With his current Daoist cultivation, he was still not enough to stand against all rebels; but within the Land of Dreams, there was no one who deserved him hiding his light and biding his time!

"Where are the Three Immortals of Demon Realm! Come save me, quick! I have the Si Xuan Order in my hand! You once swore that seeing this order is like seeing Si Xuan himself, that you would go through fire and water without hesitation! Are you planning to break your oath?!"

Green Palm Fate fled while shouting at the top of his lungs.

The Black Wing Great Demon was all bluff and no substance; he couldn’t protect his Yellow Fortune Body at all. Now all he could do was pin his hopes on the Three Immortals of Demon Realm.

He’d just wrecked one family, and now he’d run to another to cause trouble... What Emperor of Fate, this was clearly the Misfortune Emperor!

"Si Xuan Order..." Three old voices, upon hearing the words "Si Xuan Order", finally slowly awakened from the Land of Slumber, their tone indescribably desolate and sorrowful.

"Whoever you are, withdraw now! This person, you may not kill."

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