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

boom!

The eighth layer of bone wall collapsed downwards.

Zhou Ran's feet sank into the grayish-white bone layer, and cracks crawled from his ankles all the way down to his knees.

The Primordial Scales on his shoulders, arms, and chest shattered one after another, and before the fragments could even hit the ground, they were ground into dust by the surrounding Void Realm Laws.

Deep within the sacred mountain of the illusory realm, the original body also endured the same pressure.

Zhou Ran felt a sweet taste in his throat, and blood welled up from his lips.

The giant silver hand pressed in another inch.

His knees were forced to bend slightly.

Lin Qingxue was right behind him.

Her breath was weak, and the rise and fall of her chest was so shallow that it was almost invisible.

Zhou Ran clenched his teeth, and blood seeped from between them.

"On my turf..."

He raised his head.

The purple-gold demonic eyes ignited, and the laws within them surged.

"Even if a god comes, I'll have to accept it!"

The Taihuang Black Blade emitted a clang.

The half-blue, half-gray patterns on the blade lit up at the same time.

The cyan color comes from the ancient laws of Penglai, the gray color comes from the remnants of the void, and the black and gold blood flows into the blade along the hilt.

Zhou Ran poured all his strength into it.

Within his dantian, Wei Xin's nascent soul opened his eyes and stood up.

With this strike, he did not define himself as invincible.

There is no definition that the Silver Giant Hand must retreat.

He only set one rule for Blade.

"Where the knife passed."

"The boundary is broken."

The black blade slashed down.

A single slash that severes the boundary.

There were no barrages of sword light, nor any sweeping aftershocks.

Only a thin black and gold line remained, cutting through the palm of the giant silver hand.

Click.

The giant silver hand hovered in mid-air.

The palm splits open, the crack extends upwards, severing two fingers.

Behind the door, the condescending voice lost its composure for the first time.

"Um?"

With just that one sound, the Third Palace of the Underworld trembled.

Zhou Ran knelt on the bone wall, the black knife plunging into the crack beneath his feet.

He was breathing heavily, and blood dripped from his chin onto the back of the knife, only to be swallowed by the blade's grooves.

He looked up and smiled.

"Is this all the gods can do?"

Emperor Song propped himself up from the rubble, looked at the severed silver giant hand, and a hint of retreat appeared in his eyes.

next interest.

Lin Qingxue moved.

She opened her eyes, her pupils turning silver, and a bluish-white light emanating from the center of her brow.

She walked past Zhou Ran toward the injured, giant silver hand.

Zhou Ran looked up and shouted:

"Clear the snow!"

Lin Qingxue did not respond.

Her lips parted, and the voice that came out changed.

"elder sister."

Lin Qingxue stepped through the gate of the spine.

The giant silver hand hovered in mid-air, its palm still gleaming from the crack, but it did not continue to suppress.

It is waiting.

Lin Qingxue walked over by herself.

Zhou Ran reached out to grab her.

The moment her fingertips touched her sleeve, silver ripples emanated from her body.

boom!

Zhou Ran was thrown back, his back slamming into the bone wall, leaving large dents in the bone layer.

His shoulder bone was fractured, and he could barely lift his arm.

But he also tore off a petal from the silver lotus pattern beneath Lin Qingxue's feet.

"Qingxue".

Zhou Ran stood up, supporting himself with the knife.

Lin Qingxue did not turn around.

The second step.

third step.

With each step she took, silver lotus patterns would appear beneath her feet.

That power did not belong to her.

That was the Moon Emperor's divine will guiding the way.

Emperor Song climbed up from among the rubble, wiped the blood from his mouth, and chuckled softly.

"Give up."

"That is the will of God."

Zhou Ran ignored him.

Emperor Song lowered his voice.

"Hand over the Grand Commander's Order, and I will ensure your safety in the Underworld."

Zhou Ran still did not turn around.

He charged at Lin Qingxue once again.

Silver ripples rushed towards us.

boom!

Zhou Ran's sternum cracked, and he slid backward for dozens of feet, leaving a long trail of blood on the bone wall.

But at the back of Lin Qingxue's neck, he also pulled out a bluish-white thread from the traction line.

The Song emperor's smile froze on his face.

Zhou Ran steadied himself by supporting himself against the black knife.

He looked down at his hands.

My fingers are trembling.

That's not fear.

Instead, the projection and the main body were being pulled apart, and the nascent soul had been forced to its limit.

He spat out the bloody foam from his mouth.

"You don't know anything."

Emperor Song frowned.

Zhou Ran released the Taihuang Black Blade.

The black knife was stuck in the bone wall.

He retracted all the externalized idealistic laws back into his body.

The purple-gold light film dissipated.

The Demon Emperor's essence was suppressed.

The Asura Demon Fire was extinguished.

In the end, only the Qi and Blood of the Great Wilderness remained.

The most primitive and direct.

It will hurt, and it will bleed.

It's also the most like a living person.

Emperor Song's expression finally changed.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhou Ran did not answer.

He walked towards Lin Qingxue.

A silvery pressure descended upon him.

The skin cracked.

The second step.

The bones made a soft, grinding sound as they rubbed together.

third step.

His knees were bent.

Step 4.

Blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his ear canals.

Lin Qingxue was only ten feet away from the gate of her spine.

The giant silver hand inside the door spread its five fingers, as if to welcome back a soul that had been lost for 30,000 years.

Zhou Ran gritted his teeth and pressed on.

step.

Another step.

He neither drew his sword, nor retaliated, nor activated his protective laws.

Just keep moving forward.

The silver divine sense repeatedly rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The cataclysmic fire of 30,000 years ago.

Yue Zhao was sealed inside an ice stone.

The Moon Emperor's shadow overlooks the earth.

The life force of the entire planet was drawn into the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

Zhou Ran's sea of ​​consciousness was cracked by the impact.

That woman is inhuman.

nonsense.

She wasn't even human to begin with.

He finally walked up behind Lin Qingxue.

He stretched out his arms and hugged her from behind.

Lin Qingxue's body stiffened, and she was so cold that she had no warmth whatsoever.

Zhou Ran rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice hoarse.

"Qingxue".

Lin Qingxue paused for a moment.

The giant silver hand immediately trembled.

The Moon Emperor suppressed his divine will.

Zhou's back then tore open, and bone spurs pierced through the skin and flesh, almost protruding from his body.

He hugged her even tighter.

"Look at me."

A glint of silver flashed in Lin Qingxue's eyes.

"You are not anyone's vessel."

"It wasn't a sacrifice left behind by anyone."

"Your name is Lin Qingxue."

"Lin Qingxue of Jiangcheng".

"She is my Lin Qingxue."

"Lin Qingxue, who would stay up all night in the manor staring at the gray line."

"You are also someone I, Zhou Ran, will take back."

Zhou Ran paused, then pressed his forehead against the back of her neck.

"You're only my woman if you agree."

The Song emperor's expression darkened.

"madman."

"You think you can sway the Moon Emperor with just a few words?"

Zhou Ran turned to look at him.

His face was covered in blood, yet he could still laugh.

"Of course someone like you wouldn't understand."

"You're just pushing others into a pit."

The emperor's face twitched.

The Moon Emperor's divine sense was provoked.

The giant silver hand closed its five fingers, its power pressing down on Zhou Ran's sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhou Ran's vision went black.

Blood from the nose, ears, and eyes flowed simultaneously.

He did not let go.

Instead, it pressed its forehead even closer.

That's where the traction cable lands.

"Qingxue".

"return."

Lin Qingxue's finger twitched.

Silver Radiance surged.

Within Zhou Ran's dantian, the nascent soul of his mind rose.

In the next instant, he actually forced the nascent soul's essence out of his body.

A small, purple-gold figure hovered between his and Lin Qingxue's brows.

Emperor Song's pupils constricted, and his voice changed.

"Are you out of your mind?"

The nascent soul was separated from the body and was still exposed to the Moon Emperor's divine sense.

This is tantamount to handing your life over to the enemy.

Zhou Ran spoke in a low voice.

"Qingxue".

"Look carefully."

"This thing can't be considered a god."

"She was scared."

"She's afraid you'll wake up."

"I'm afraid Yue Zhao won't agree."

"What I fear even more is that a 30,000-year-long scheme will be thwarted by two mortals."

Lin Qingxue's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Deep within the silver pupils, blackness gradually emerged.

The Moon Emperor's divine sense transmitted a cold voice.

"Ants."

"You are not worthy to touch her."