I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 315 Illuminating the Nine Netherworlds, the Demon Lord Reborn! The Mother of the Candleless Ones?
Xuanming's expression was grave.

At the time of the incident, neither he nor Zhuque were present. When they returned to the desolate region, they witnessed this horrifying scene.

A dark void stretching for nearly a thousand miles lay across the land, like an ugly scar. Half of the Crimson Blood Mountain Range evaporated into thin air, along with tens of thousands of demons...

After examining the memories left by the survivors, one can feel the extreme terror even more deeply.

No matter what kind of demon it is, whether its bloodline has awakened or not, under that blue light, they are all the same, and can only watch helplessly as they turn into nothingness and vanish completely.

despair.

Only this one thought remained in Xuanming's mind.

Even when facing the combined might of the three saints, they were only suppressed; they had never felt such a strong sense of powerlessness before!
"If Suzaku and I had been here back then, we would probably be dust by now, wouldn't we?" Xuanming felt a little fortunate, then shook his head and dismissed the foolish thought.

"It doesn't matter how many demons die, as long as the flame remains, they can still rise again." The semi-transparent figure said in a deep voice, "But if their spirit is lost, the demon race will truly be beyond saving."

Xuanming naturally understood this principle.

Compared to the tens of thousands of kin who died, the Lord's defeat was the most fatal blow.

The Demon Lord, who embodied the hopes of the entire clan and was hailed as the "Reviver," was so easily killed by a woman... This collapse of faith could very well turn the newly united wasteland back into a scattered mess.

"In any case, we must ask the Lord to descend again, otherwise there may be great chaos."

Xuanming seemed to have thought of something, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, and he whispered, "Zhuque, why don't you handle this..."

The semi-transparent figure shook its head and said decisively, "No way."

Xuanming frowned and said, "Now that the master is not here, as a Class A, you have the highest status and should take on this responsibility."

The semi-transparent figure raised a hand and tapped it, then handed him two eyeballs engraved with the character "甲" (Jia). "I'm not a Grade A anymore. Whoever wants to be one can be one."

"..."

Xuanming said helplessly, "Then can we go together? You can't expect me to go to the Avici Hell alone, can you?"

Zhuque remained silent, withdrew her eyes, and turned to fly towards Crimson Blood Peak.

Xuanming was already used to this attitude and flew after them.

The two entered the cave in the cliff. All the demons they encountered along the way were pale-faced, with their heads hanging low, and the atmosphere was very heavy. They had not yet recovered from their previous setbacks.

Continuing down the winding tunnel, passing through several hidden doors, we arrived at the deepest part of the mountain.

Two candles hung on the wall at the end of the passage, emitting a bluish-green glow. In the dim light, a huge stone door could be seen embedded in the rock wall.

It was over five zhang tall and nearly three zhang wide. Even Xuanming, with his tall stature, appeared quite short standing in front of the gate.

The door was covered with nearly a thousand talismans, yellow with red characters. The ancient and complex talismanic script had long been lost, and its meaning was difficult to decipher.

A scorching breath occasionally blew through the crack in the door. The talisman was slightly lifted, revealing the pattern carved on the stone door. It seemed to be some kind of creature that rode the clouds and mist, with some fine scales vaguely visible in the clouds.

Xuanming and Zhuque exchanged a glance and nodded.

Then he reached out and grabbed the rusty bronze door knocker.

A slow knock—

thump—

A dull sound echoed through the tunnel.

The scorching heat that had been flowing rhythmically just moments before suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable feeling spread out, as if some unknown entity was watching them, radiating a terrifying pressure, but there was clearly nothing in front of them.

Zhuque silently took a step back, shielding Xuanming in front of her.

Xuanming's breathing became somewhat labored. He knelt on one knee and gritted his teeth, saying, "With our lord fallen, the spirit of our demon race is scattered, and the situation is extremely precarious... I dare to request the Holy One to descend and relieve this urgent crisis!"

The air fell silent as soon as he said that.

A moment later, the feeling of being watched dissipated.

Xuanming's back was soaked with cold sweat, but he remained kneeling on the ground, not daring to make any extra movements.

……

……

Behind the stone gate.

The immeasurably deep well is filled with boundless darkness, so dark that you can't see your hand in front of your face, even thicker than the night itself.

wow-

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water, two crimson vertical pupils slowly emerged, like two blazing suns, burning with an inextinguishable flame.

The vertical pupil looked up at the stone gate above. After hearing the news of the Demon Lord's fall, the flames in its eyes burned even more fiercely. Behind it, a huge shadow, hundreds of feet long, meandered, and its surging rage almost boiled the black water!

hum-

Just then, several thick chains embedded in the well wall suddenly straightened, and the runes engraved on them lit up one after another.

A flicker of pain flashed in his vertical pupils, but his breathing calmed down, and he submerged into the black water.

Before long, his figure reappeared.

He opened his mouth and spat out a white jade bead, which hovered in the air, and a deep, feminine voice sounded: "Back then, I kept a portion of your divine soul essence and a portion of your heart's blood, precisely because I was worried that this situation would occur..."

"as expected……"

"I've said it before, getting too close to humans will only make you weak..."

"The so-called 'coexistence' is just wishful thinking. The great way is ruthless, the strong prey on the weak, and whoever seizes the fortune will live!"

"Why can't you understand such a simple principle! Why can't you understand!"

Seemingly overwhelmed with emotion, the runes on the thick chains glowed eerily once more.

Akame calmed down, gazed at the white jade bead, and sighed, "This is the last chance. Success or failure hinges on this. Don't let me down..."

click-

The jade bead broke.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and countless specks of light swirled and churned in the air, coalescing into a human-shaped phantom.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of deep red blood fell, and as soon as it seeped into the phantom, it transformed into countless red threads, as if an invisible hand was weaving them out of thin air, quickly forming meridians, internal organs, and flesh.

Then He plunged His claws into His abdomen, tearing out two ribs, crushing them, and sprinkling them inside, and the skeleton began to take shape.

In the end, it completely transformed back into its original form as Zhu Wujian.

Although she was over eight feet tall, she did not appear clumsy at all. She had a slender waist, long legs, a curvaceous figure, and fair skin that was as smooth and delicate as tofu.

Coupled with her delicate and intelligent features, her looks and figure would be enough to make her stand out from the crowd, even if she were placed on the "Rouge List" of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

But those crimson eyes looked at her, and a deep disgust flashed in their depths.

"Tch, in the end, his bloodline is impure; he can never become a true dragon..."

Having done all this, He was greatly exhausted, looking weary, and His figure disappeared into the black waves.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Wujian's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were as dazzling as a galaxy.

Looking around, I wasn't surprised at all.

With a wave of her hand, her robes appeared out of thin air, concealing her exquisite figure. After adjusting her clothes, she bowed respectfully to the dark pool.

"Thank you, mother."

The air was silent, save for the echoes of their hot breaths.

Zhu Wujian was already used to this, silently turned around, and flew towards the stone gate.

His body hovered in mid-air, and he placed his hand on the door, causing the array to light up.

Boom——

The heavy doors opened wide to both sides.

Xuanming, who was kneeling in front of the door, suddenly looked up.

Upon seeing the tall figure slowly emerge from the darkness, a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes, and he kowtowed, saying:

"Welcome, Your Majesty!" "Your subordinate knew it! Your Majesty's cultivation is boundless, and you will live forever. How could you easily die at the hands of that woman..."

Zhu Wujian's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and a cold smile crept onto his lips.

"May it last forever..."

"Ah……"

Zhuque, who had been standing silently in the distance, stepped forward and asked directly, "What did that person say?"

"This is the last chance," Zhu Wujian said calmly. "If we fail again, we will perish and never be able to be resurrected."

Upon hearing this, Xuanming's expression froze.

So, if that woman comes again, wouldn't everything be completely ruined?
Zhuque frowned in deep thought.

Is it still not too late to run now?

Zhu Wujian saw through their thoughts and said, "Don't worry, Yu Youhan is indeed very strong, but a person's strength is ultimately limited... Last time we fought, she recklessly activated her source power, and even a Supreme Being couldn't withstand such a heavy burden."

"Judging from her condition, she will not be able to recover to her peak level in a short period of time."

"At least until the next festival, we don't have to worry about her coming to the wasteland again."

Hearing this, Xuanming breathed a sigh of relief, but then said with some worry, "Even so, we don't have much time left. With such a supreme being in charge of the human race, I'm afraid our race's situation will only become more difficult..."

Zhu Wujian shook his head and said, "Yu Youhan never cared about the lives of humans, or rather, she never considered herself a 'human'... If killing people could prove one's Dao, she would have already turned the Nine Provinces into rivers of blood without the demon race even lifting a finger."

Xuanming asked, puzzled, "Then why did she attack the demon race this time?"

Zhu Wujian said, "If I'm not mistaken, it's probably to avenge Chen Mo."

Xuanming: ?
Suzaku: ?
Zhu Wujian sighed, his expression filled with resentment. "Ultimately, this defeat was due to my lack of foresight... It's a pity, I was so close to him..."

However, she quickly calmed down and said, "The most important thing right now is to appease our people, rebuild the demon royal court, and also, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches suffered too many casualties and need to be replenished as soon as possible. I may not be able to get away for a while."

"We still need to send people to keep an eye on Tiandu City..."

"Suzaku, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember, don't act unless you're absolutely certain... But you've always been cautious, so I probably don't need to remind you..."

"Yes."

Zhuque responded.

"besides,"

Zhu Wujian remembered something and added, "If there's a chance, bring Youji back. Right now, she can only possess a wild cat, and she's probably suffered a lot during this time."

"Oh, I see."

The Vermilion Bird's translucent figure gradually disappeared.

……

……

Heavenly Capital City, Demon Suppression Division.

Thanks to the sorcerers' overnight repairs, the damaged outer courtyard has been fully restored and reinforced with arrays.

Inside the Array Dao Department, Yuan Junfeng stared at the array diagram on the ground with a solemn expression.

"It's all my fault for being careless. I didn't expect that while I was out repairing the formation, the demon race and people from Wuwang Temple would break in..."

Although no one in the Demon Suppression Division died in this turmoil, Commander Ling Yishan was seriously injured, the array formation and diagrams were leaked, the array core buried underground was disturbed, and a significant amount of dragon energy was taken away...

The cost was extremely high.

Yuan Junfeng attributed all of this to his own dereliction of duty.

Standing to the side, Sun Chongli said, "No one can predict such things. At that time, the situation in the city was critical, and repairing the formation at the first opportunity was the right choice. If more demons had been let in, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Moreover, that monk is indeed a bit strange. Even if you were here, you might not get away with it."

Yuan Junfeng remained silent.

Sun Chongli glanced around and asked in a low voice, "How is Ling Yishan?"

Yuan Junfeng said in a deep voice, "It's not good. Although Elder Ling is unwilling to say, I can sense that his remaining lifespan may be less than half of what it was before."

Sun Chongli's heart skipped a beat.

Ling Yishan had previously told him that if he didn't take action, he would have five more years to live. Now, he didn't even have half that left. Didn't that mean he only had two years left?

Although I was mentally prepared for this, it was still hard not to feel a little uncomfortable when the time came.

"Doesn't the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion have the recipe for the Creation Golden Pill? That thing should be able to prolong his life, right?"

"Yes, it exists, but not only are the raw materials hard to find, the refining method is also extremely demanding. Even a Dao Venerable might not be able to succeed. Relying on this Golden Core is extremely hopeless..."

"Sigh, that old guy is really unlucky, he's never had a few days of peace..."

Sun Chongli's eyes burned with rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "Those damned bald monks, once I break the formation, I'll make them pay the price!"

The only good news this time is that the location of one of the array's key points has been found, which will greatly help in breaking the array in the future.

"I'll leave this matter to Clerk Sun," Yuan Junfeng said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"It's just part of my job."

Sun Chongli waved his hand, turned and left, his back view looking somewhat lonely.

……

……

In the small courtyard.

Ling Ningzhi squatted in front of the stove, carefully watching the heat.

The medicine pot sitting on the stove emitted bursts of heat, and the air was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs.

Ling Yishan sat under a tree, a small table in front of him, playing chess with an old man in blue.

Snapped--

Qi Chengze placed the white pieces in his hand, completely sealing off the black pieces and completing the dragon slaying. He then gave a smug smile, "Hehe, the outcome is decided. You've lost again."

"I'm not playing anymore, it's no fun." Ling Yishan threw down the chess piece and said irritably, "You've already opened your third eye, who can beat you? I'll just let you win."

"If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why make so many excuses?" Qi Chengze sneered. "With your terrible chess skills, do you even need the Heavenly Eye? I could win with my ass."

"Fuck you..."

"Grandpa, it's time to take your medicine."

Just as Ling Yishan was about to start spraying medicine, Ling Ningzhi stepped forward with a bowl of medicine in her hand.

"Okay, take your medicine."

Ling Yishan's expression immediately changed. He smiled and took the porcelain bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then wiped his lips with his sleeve and nodded, saying, "As expected of my granddaughter's medicine, it tastes so sweet... Cough cough, Zhi'er, your Uncle Qi and I have something to discuss. Why don't you go out for a walk first?"

"it is good."

Although Ling Ningzhi was worried about Ling Yishan's health, she thought that with Elder Qi around, nothing should go wrong, so she put away the medicine bowl and turned to leave.

After she left the courtyard, Qi Chengze's smile faded, and he asked seriously, "How much longer?"

Ling Yishan leaned back weakly in his chair. His face, which had been full of vitality just moments before, quickly turned ashen, making him look more than ten years older in an instant, as if he were on his deathbed.

"Half a year..."

His voice was hoarse and grating.

? !
Qi Chengze's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints as he exclaimed, "Young Master Duo?! Half a year? How could there only be so little time left!"

Ling Yishan's trembling hand reached into his robes and took out a jade talisman, saying, "I have engraved all my life's learning into this, and also buried a trace of my primordial power. After I die, give this to Zhi'er; it can protect her in a critical moment... cough cough..."

Qi Chengze fell silent upon hearing this.

After a moment, he said quietly, "Old man, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Don't even think about dumping this mess on me. You'll have to deal with it yourself..."

(End of this chapter)