This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 531 Three years after three years, if we don't close the net soon, he'll be the Heavenly Emperor by now.
The Demon Realm is a very large and complex concept; simply put, it does not refer to a single realm.

Besides the original and most primitive Demon Realm, which originated from a wisp of demonic thought of the Primordial Heavenly Demon, there are also twenty-four other realms that are called Demon Realms.

The birth of these twenty-four-day demon realms ultimately stems from the original demon realm.

A wisp of demonic thought from the Primordial Heavenly Demon gave birth to the first Demon Realm. Within the Demon Realm, innate demon gods were conceived. They left the Demon Realm, conquered the Heavenly Court, and used themselves as a source of pollution to corrupt the upper realm where the Heavenly Court was located, allowing the concept of demons to spread and become ubiquitous.

The reason why I haven't returned to the Demon Realm for twenty-four days...

That's not hard to understand.

You can't expect demons to be loyal. Demons are undisguised members of the righteous sects, and they all have their own ambitions. They would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, and they would establish their own territories and become kings and tyrants. When there is a conflict of interest, they will kill their own people without hesitation.

Perhaps because of this intense, wolf-like corporate culture, Magic Domain not only did not consume itself in internal strife, but instead grew bigger and stronger, developing twenty-four branches.

Rumble!
Another crimson flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

As Xiang Yuan stepped out of the Yanfu Gate, looking at the dark and dilapidated Thirty-Six Heavens, which resembled a scene from the end of the world, a string of question marks floated through his mind.

It is the Heavenly Court of the Upper Realm, but it doesn't seem to be a proper Heavenly Court.

Boundless demonic energy converged and surged like a tide, its blood-black color resembling the turbid air left behind after the creation of the world, containing a terrifying power to devour all things and corrode the soul.

It is formless and intangible, yet it can sense everything, especially the aura of beings that do not belong to this world!
Such pure life energy as Xiang Yuan's, with not a trace of demonic energy in his body, would be like a firefly in the dark, dazzling and eye-catching once he entered the Great Freedom Heaven Realm.

It's hard not to attract attention.

In an instant, countless demonic shadows rose from the depths of darkness. They were formed from demonic energy and had various shapes. Some were neither human nor beast, and some were just a twisted and writhing black mist.

They emerged from the cracks in the void, rose from the abyss of the earth's veins, and descended from the sky, layer upon layer, densely packed, sweeping away into the distance like a black tide.

It is not about devouring, but about eliminating those who are different, and trying to dye outsiders the same black as the Great Free Heaven.

Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts; even the extraterrestrial demons understand this principle.

Oh, so this is the outer realm. I should say even the despicable local demons understand this principle.

Countless demonic shadows roared and howled, emitting piercing and unpleasant strange sounds, like the wailing of thousands of wronged souls or the low chanting of ancient incantations, trying to disturb Xiang Yuan's mind and assimilate him.

"Don't get me wrong, we're on the same side!"

A red light flashed in his eyes as he looked into the distance, and demonic energy surged around him. He said, "Three years after three years, today we've finally closed the net and returned to the organization."

It's frustrating to admit, but if we don't pull back now, he'll be as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor!
The demonic energy emanating from Xiang Yuan was too pure. In the blink of an eye, the omnipresent demonic energy lost its target and wandered around Xiang Yuan for a while. Seeing that the quality of the demonic energy emanating from him was extremely high, and that he was one of their own, it retreated while cursing.

Why pretend to be an outsider when you have nothing better to do? Try pretending again next time.

When Xiang Yuan first arrived at the Great Freedom Heaven Realm, before he could figure out what was going on, he already sensed the powerful demonic intent conveying the Heavenly Order from the surrounding atmosphere—if you're not convinced, then fight; life and death are nothing to worry about.

"The very essence of Heaven can be corrupted? Are the methods of the extraterrestrial demons really that unrestrained?"

Xiang Yuan frowned. He knew that the extraterrestrial demons were all incredibly powerful, and the Demon Realm was even capable of conquering the Heavenly Court and turning the entire Three Realms into darkness, but the idea of ​​polluting the origin of the Heavenly Dao was a bit of an exaggeration.

When was this version updated, and who strengthened the concept of demons?
With a demon this powerful, how can we play without nerfing it?

Even the very origin of the Heavenly Dao can be corrupted, which shows that the driving force behind the version is not the Heavenly Dao itself, but rather an entity that can mold and manipulate the Heavenly Dao. Xiang Yuan happens to know a few such individuals.

Not many, exactly three!
One is the Moral Celestial Venerable, whose words are law and can be arranged by the will of Heaven;

One is the original path of Xiang Yuan, who learned the Chaos Light that can sever the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and whose inheritance comes from the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable.
There is also a mysterious figure, Yuanshi Tianzun, who is unlikely to be anything less than extraordinary.

These three brothers not only joined forces to kill the Heavenly Emperor, but also messed up the Heavenly Dao.

"So, what benefit does it bring to the Three Pure Ones to add the concept of demons, especially such powerful celestial demons, to the Three Thousand Worlds?"

Xiang Yuan murmured to himself, lamenting that it was yet another problem he couldn't figure out and could only leave to gather dust in the warehouse.

His primordial spirit swept across the area, searching for the Reincarnation Relic. However, he did not find the Reincarnation Relic, but instead saw a rather familiar face.

To be precise, it was a face without features, black from the inside out. Only within the endless black flames swirling with demonic energy could one barely make out the outline of the hands, feet, and torso, as well as the large eyeballs that occupied the entire chest and whose veins writhed.

He-man-free Heaven!
"It's you?!"

Standing atop the 36th Heaven in the Great Luo Heaven, He Hua Zi Zai Tian was perhaps performing some ancient and evil ritual. Black flames rose and swirled around him, transforming into a dark sky adorned with 108 demonized stars. His aura flickered, causing him to fail to notice Xiang Yuan, who had intruded into his territory, at first glance.

So much so that when he saw Xiang Yuan's pretty face, He Hua Zizaitian was still somewhat incredulous.

It's like a pie fell from the sky! What a stroke of luck!
After a brief moment of stunned silence, he was overjoyed and roared excitedly. He took a step forward, intending to capture Xiang Yuan with his own hands.

He had just stepped out of the Great Luo Heaven when he realized that the ceremony was only halfway through. He hurriedly withdrew his foot, and his surging demonic power shook the thirty-six heavens. It rose from the celestial realm, descended to the earth, and finally surged into the Netherworld.

The three realms trembled, crimson lightning rolled, tearing the sky apart, and countless dark demons leaped out from the pitch-black cracks.

First, there was the Heavenly Court.

The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King was clad in tattered golden armor, with a blood-red eye emerging from between his brows. The Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda in his hand had become a demonic artifact that devoured souls, and wails of agony echoed within its walls.
Nezha, the Third Prince, had his eyes flashing with scarlet light, and the black Wind and Fire Wheels under his feet were burning with the Nine Netherworld Demon Flames. The Hun Tian Ling transformed into a poisonous snake and coiled around his body.
The Four Heavenly Kings glared angrily, wielding demonic magical weapons...

Among the Nine Luminaries, the Sun Star Lord is engulfed in black flames, his eyes devoid of light; the Moon Star Lord's moonlight is stained crimson, his robes billowing in a gray haze; the Fire Star Lord's eyes are like lava, his mouth spewing crimson flames, burning away all life...

All twenty-eight constellations have also fallen; the Horned Wood Dragon soars through the air, its four limbs touching the ground, its fangs dripping venom; the Golden Kang Dragon's scales have fallen off, its body covered in demonic patterns, and wherever it goes, it turns into a deathly swamp...

The guardian deities of yesteryear have now become the vanguard of slaughter. A massive net-like formation has been erected, with black light obscuring the sky and the earth, spewing forth mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and causing all things to wither.

Next up is Lingshan.

Mount Ling is gone, only ruins remain.

The once pristine and sacred land, bathed in the light of Buddha, is now torn into countless fragments, floating in the void, each piece radiating a twisted demonic aura.

On the broken lotus platform, Buddhist venerables slowly rose, but their compassionate faces were gone.

The Buddha sat serenely upon a black golden lotus, his long black hair flowing over his shoulders, his brow closed, a demonic mark appearing on his forehead, and the mantra he chanted was no longer a mantra, but a curse.

Guanyin Bodhisattva is draped in black gauze and holds a vase filled with poisonous dew. Her eyes are still gentle and her smile is still compassionate, but deep within her lies a bewitching power that devours people's hearts.
Manjushri Bodhisattva wields a wisdom sword covered in cracks, while Samantabhadra Bodhisattva rides a yellow-tusked bone elephant. The two great demon bodhisattvas arrive together, each step giving rise to lotuses of hell.
The eighteen Arhats either transformed into skeletal war gods or became demonic puppets;
The Heavenly Dragon Clan soared into the air. This group of demon-slaying protectors, who were already ugly in appearance, were now even more indescribable, all reaching the level of being extremely tall and powerful.

Another Bodhisattva, Ksitigarbha, emerged from the underworld, defying his great vow of "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty." He walked out from the depths of the Yellow Springs, wearing a black crown and a black robe, holding instruments of torture to seal the souls of the dead, with millions of souls under his feet, and countless vengeful ghosts and fierce spirits following behind him.

All the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms have been corrupted by demons.

Heaven, the Buddhist Kingdom, and the Netherworld have all become demonic lands!

"Capture this scoundrel! Live!"

He gave a command, then stopped paying attention and devoted himself entirely to his evil ritual.

The Great Free Heaven Realm was a celestial court in the upper realm that he conquered in his early years. It was a makeshift and dilapidated place, and there was not a single capable person among them, including the Heavenly Emperor. He single-handedly fought his way through this realm and transformed it into his own shape without much effort.

The Heavenly Emperor is so-so, and the gods and Buddhas in the heavens are even worse; they are all fake, creations created by the Heavenly Emperor to embellish his own supreme majesty.

After killing the Heavenly Emperor and corrupting this world, he transformed these false creations into demonic beings, using them as his lackeys and henchmen. When he had nothing to do, he would take them out to admire them, finding it an excellent experience.

The saying "the gods and demons of the heavens are no good" only applies to the realm of He Hua Zi Zai Tian. For others, the gods and demons of the heavens are already beings of boundless magical power.

He was confident that capturing Xiang Yuan would be more than enough.

"If my true form had been able to descend back then, I would have slapped you to death long ago..."

Speaking of this, the legendary control king felt a bit annoyed. He was constantly being controlled and died, and the thought of it still makes him feel nauseous.

In short, Xiang Yuan had come to his territory and was courting death. He was a demon, and he would not abandon his compassion for helping others, nor would he respect the fate of others. He would only do the opposite, capture Xiang Yuan alive, and make him wish he were dead.

As for the saying "a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation," Xiang Yuan seems very strong now, but Hua Zizaitian doesn't take him seriously. They just met recently. So what if he's become stronger? Can he be stronger than him?
Laughable, absolutely impossible. Just these demonized immortals and Buddhas alone, any one of them could easily overwhelm Xiang Yuan.

With so many people rushing in, how could they possibly fail?

This is sure!

Guaranteed to win!
Rumble————

The Heavenly Net Formation stirred up boundless black light and demonic energy. Twisted, ferocious, and brutal faces were hidden in the demonic clouds. Thousands of arrows were fired, and sparks fell to the ground. A storm of attacks suddenly descended.

"Is this mediocre operation about to be shut down by the puppet emperor?"

Xiang Yuan swept his brows across the group of demonized gods and Buddhas, feeling that their quality was mediocre, even inferior to those from the original Heavenly God Realm. He thought that bullying these lowly beings was no different from punching a kindergartener.

Punching up a kindergarten is unacceptable, unreasonable, and illegal, but bullying the weak and showing off is always acceptable to Xiang Yuan.

His figure faded, turning into a blur, and he swiftly darted through the raging onslaught of demonic energy.

The fist roared up, tearing through the sky with a sharp sound, creating a deafening roar.

boom! !

Half of the dark sky collapsed, and with a single punch, the massive, all-encompassing array of heaven and earth was pierced through.

The black light collapsed, the void caved in, and space trembled incessantly.

Xiang Yuan shattered half of the great formation with a single punch, and the remaining force continued to blast the Twenty-Eight Constellations within the formation, which formed its own world, into dust.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a punch that seemed to topple the heavens, arranging the Nine Luminaries Star Lords in perfect order.

Seeing the Third Prince Mozha approaching on a cartwheel billowing black smoke, Xiang Yuan's lips curled into a smile as he recalled his rampage in the Heavenly Palace in the Celestial Realm. He was filled with fervor and mingled with the gods. Because his memories had not been erased, the gods who had moved to the Qianyuan Realm would instinctively tremble when they encountered him.

Xiang Yuan deliberately avoided the Demon Spear, preventing it from being pulverized into a pancake immediately.

Finding the Four Heavenly Kings amidst the vast army, he used the same trick again, unleashing a barrage of punches, like four human cannonballs, crashing down on the Third Prince of Demon King.

To Xiang Yuan's surprise, the Third Prince of Demon Kings did not close his eyes in despair and refuse to fight back. Instead, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he grinned wickedly. He pierced and slashed with his Demon Spear, cutting all four Heavenly Kings who were attacking in two.

"That's right, he's always been a traitor, and this is the Demonized Heavenly Court, so there's no way he'd fall for the idea that a gentleman can be bullied..."

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, curious. If he smashed the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's exquisite magic tower at this moment, would the Third Prince Mozha turn around and stab his own father into a honeycomb? Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan immediately became very interested and, with his strong hands-on ability, put it into action on the spot.

With a flash of light, the exquisite magic tower was crushed by a giant hand.

The next second, everything went black before Li Jing's eyes. He only felt a belated pain in his chest and coughed up blood as he crashed heavily into the clouds.

Looking up, I saw two wheels belching black smoke and two short legs in front of me.

"Gudu!"

"whee."

Without hesitation, the Demon Spear pierced through the back of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

The Third Prince of Demons lifted the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King high with his spear. Seeing black blood flowing down the spear, his ferocious smile became even more ruthless. Just as he was about to finish off his opponent, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the Buddha with flowing black hair arrive. He curled his lip and threw the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King to the ground.

it's a pity!
The Third Prince of Demon Kings looked completely unconcerned. On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes. The man surnamed Tuo ran into the Demon Spear and was pierced through, causing him to miss his chance in battle. He wouldn't pursue the matter further.

The Heavenly Court's combat units were completely overwhelmed. If Xiang Yuan hadn't been somewhat playful, he would have wiped out the entire enemy force long ago.

The Buddhas of Mount Ling entered the arena, dispelling the dilapidated Heavenly Net Formation. They uttered demonic sounds, transforming the boundless demonic thoughts into a demonic light that illuminated the entire formation.

But no matter how Mount Ling changes, whether it is a Buddha or a demon, the Buddha is always the leader who cannot be challenged.

Until Xiang Yuan landed a punch, smashing his head off.

"This neat hairstyle is infuriating. When you asked me to play Tang Sanzang, you'd rather pay more than let me have long, flowing hair." Xiang Yuan punched the Buddha's head and then pressed his body down with a palm strike, temporarily forming a Five Finger Mountain to suppress him.

He looked at the group of demonized Buddhas with great interest and curiosity. The fact that the demonized Buddha had long, flowing hair at the first moment meant that the Buddha had a strong obsession with hairstyle.
If so, what about the other Buddhas?
As Xiang Yuan thought this, he looked at the demonized Guanyin Bodhisattva. A black veil covered her dark jade skin, revealing her hidden peaks and valleys. Her eyes were gentle, and her face wore a false compassion. She was a female Bodhisattva who knew how to play with contrast.

Wealthy and generous, a bodhisattva in every sense of the word.

Xiang Yuan glanced at it once and then looked away, raising his fist to smash it. Although it was a fake creation and its appearance was completely different from that of Baiyue Jushi, Baiyue Jushi had already registered the label of Guanyin Bodhisattva. He would not allow a pirate to use the name to flaunt his charm.

"die!"

The fist imprint swept across the sky, raising a vast expanse of darkness and nothingness. While erasing the demonized Guanyin, it also sent Manjushri and Samantabhadra away.

"All beings suffer, so let them return to me."

A somber, merciful voice seemed to echo from the depths of the underworld.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, holding instruments of torture, transforms billions of vengeful ghosts and countless fierce spirits into a dark sacred mountain, a demonized sacred mountain formed by the condensation of endless wronged souls, sinful souls, and resentful souls.

The mountain was as black as ink, its surface covered with distorted human faces and struggling arms. The mountain echoed with mournful cries and painful pleas, all conveying suffering.

The entire Dark Spirit Mountain rose with a rumble, crashing down on Xiang Yuan as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Buddha has fallen, God has perished, so how can all sentient beings suffer? And where can you find 'me'?"

Faced with this overwhelming demonic power, Xiang Yuan looked up and sighed, "I am no longer the only one who reigns supreme in this world!"

This is not a response to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but a lament for the world. When gods fight, mortals suffer; life is truly too difficult for all living beings.

"I will escort you on your journey. If there is any hope for this world, I will bring you back..."

Xiang Yuan said no more, but threw a punch.

With his five fingers clenched into a fist and pointing skyward, he uprooted an endless pillar of black light from the spot.

The terrifying demonic light rose from the fist, as if it were rushing out of the abyss, piercing through the heavens and earth, tearing the void for thousands of feet.

It is also a magical light, but this darkness is not polluted, nor is it chilling; it is only absolute darkness and an oppressive feeling that silences all things.

When the black light touched the Dark Spirit Mountain, the two forces, similar in color but completely different in nature, collided. There was no explosion or shock as expected; instead, the demonic light spread out like a tide, engulfing the Dark Spirit Mountain with a gentle touch.

The roaring, churning vengeful spirits and malevolent souls instantly froze under the demonic light, and the struggling, weeping souls fell completely silent the instant the demonic light swept over them...

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, a look of heart-wrenching compassion flashing in his eyes. The entire Dark Spirit Mountain, along with the Bodhisattva, vanished silently into the world, as if erased.

Completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace!

"I take back what I said before; there are still some 'me's' who have indeed transcended life and death..."

Looking around, he lost all will to fight. With a swift movement, he leaped out of the array bathed in demonic light, transforming into a streak of black light that shot straight up to the Great Luo Heaven of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven.

"I wonder if Xiang, burdened with so many schemes, can cleanse the corrupted Heavenly Dao and reshape this world!"

……

boom!
Obsessed with the evil ritual, He Hua Zi Zai Tian heard a deafening roar in his ears. He felt as if the Great Luo Heaven was a vast black sea, and some terrifying beast had broken through the surface and leaped out, directly turning the Great Luo Heaven upside down.

He raised his hands to steady the 108 stars, maintaining his otherworldly demonic demeanor with composure. After turning around, the single eye on his chest looked at the 'giant beast'.

His face was fair and clean, but his eyes were bloodshot, and demonic energy emanated from his mouth and nose, with demonic light surging around him.

He actually managed to wander into this place!

Even countless gods and demons couldn't do anything to him!

So fast!

The Demon Eye's pupils contracted slightly, and he, the Transformation Heaven, exclaimed incredulously, "Impossible..."

"Never say it's impossible!"

Xiang Yuan raised his hand to interrupt, shaking his head and saying, "No matter what, you are the only villain in my mind. That dark and sleazy figure, those bloodshot eyes, are all so unique. I will not allow you to say such a common villain line as 'impossible'."

What a mess!

He Hua Zizaitian snorted coldly, ignoring Xiang Yuan's nonsense: "Impossible. With your meager abilities, there's no way you could have gotten into this place by chance."

The more you forbid someone from speaking out, the more they want to speak out; the Heavenly Demon Lord is a rebel.

He unleashed a powerful surge of will from the single eye on his chest, rising from the Great Luo Heaven and crashing down, stirring up the winds and clouds of the Three Realms: "Who else is there? Where is the one who holds the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation? Has she come too?"

She's incredibly strong now, and she's also found five loving sisters who are like family to her. After the six of them are combined, she's practically invincible.

If she comes, you'll be more than just a food addict!

Xiang Yuan gave the correct answer in his heart, faced the impact of the powerful will head-on, assessed the strength of the opponent in the complete form of the Otherworldly Free Heaven, and saw how much of a gap there was between him and the opponent.

After trying it out, I changed it to how much of a gap there is between myself and the other person.

As expected of the one and only villain in his mind, he has a really deep foundation. Even after so many divine clones were destroyed, he still has such terrifying cultivation.

Xiang Yuan weighed the gap between himself and He Hua Zi Zai Tian. He was a tough nut to crack, and it would be a fierce battle. Fortunately, he still had the Chaos Light as a foundation, and He Hua Zi Zai Tian was not as exaggeratedly strong as Xi Wang Mu.

The advantage lies with the opponent; we can fight!
Without needing to reply, He Huazi Zaitian's primordial spirit struck once, instantly seeing through Xiang Yuan's true nature. His one-eyed anthropomorphic form revealed a look of shock.

"Impossible! It hasn't been that long, and your cultivation level has already..."

He didn't know how to describe Xiang Yuan, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that the issue wasn't whether Xiang Yuan was strong or not, but rather that his entire being exuded an eerie aura.

One could be the Heavenly Emperor, or one could not be the Heavenly Emperor.

To be more precise, Xiang Yuan was not born as the Heavenly Emperor. However, due to a series of great opportunities, he defied fate and transformed himself into the likeness of the Heavenly Emperor.

Can the Heavenly Emperor's thing be repaired?

He Hua Zizaitian's eyes widened in disbelief. He rubbed them together and said, "Boy, who's plotting against you?"

The veteran demon king knew very well that without grand schemes, someone like Xiang Yuan wouldn't have emerged.

Why do you feel that someone is plotting against me, rather than plotting against you?

Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, pointed to the Heavenly Dao Origin that lay dormant in the distance like a black abyss, and then to the 108 starlight points surrounding the Heaven of Free Transformation: "Look, you painstakingly conquered this realm, and painstakingly collected so many Relics of Reincarnation, and then what? I came and took everything that belonged to you..."

"You've worked so hard, all for my benefit, and saved me a lot of time developing. Tell me, who was really outsmarted?"

He Hua Zizaitian was taken aback upon hearing this, and then retorted sharply, "Impossible!"

"Uh, you can't stop talking about 'impossible,' and the more I tell you not to say it, the more you insist on saying it, right?"

Xiang Yuan shrugged, somewhat speechless: "Then I won't try to persuade you anymore. You can continue. It's impossible for you to say a few more words."

"impossible!"

"..."

Xiang Yuan was momentarily confused, unsure whether He Hua Zi Zai Tian was refuting or obediently complying.

unimportant!
The opportunity has already been set on my face; I must take it today no matter what.

A glint flashed in Xiang Yuan's eyes, followed by a look of surprise as he stared in astonishment at Hua Zizai Tian's back: "Daode Tianzun, what are you doing here?"

"impossible!"

He was greatly alarmed, his pupils on his chest shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly turned around to look.

In his primordial spirit's perception, there was no trace of the Moral Celestial Venerable, but Xiang Yuan's astonishment was not faked. Moreover, the Moral Celestial Venerable follows the natural way and exists between the visible and the invisible, so it is reasonable that he was not observed by his primordial spirit.

I turned around, and there was nothing there!
Oh no, that scoundrel has plotted against me!
In the instant that he was in a daze in the Heaven of Transformation, Xiang Yuan opened his vertical eye between his eyebrows, and the chaotic light emanated from it, covered with a layer of dark demonic light, which transformed into a black sword and shot out.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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