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

Zhou Ran smiled.

"That's quite an ambitious statement."

In plain terms, isn't it just that they're anxious?

The Purple-Gold Nascent Soul raised its hand and pressed its palm against Lin Qingxue's brow.

Zhou Ran sent his memories over.

When they first met, Lin Qingxue scrutinized him with her piercing gaze, so cold it seemed she wanted to expose every secret hidden in his very bones.

On the rooftop of the manor, the two stood side by side, gazing at the gray line beneath Jiangcheng.

No one spoke.

But both of them knew whose shoulders that city was bearing the brunt of.

By the Taiyi Spirit Spring, she, despite her exhaustion, reminded him that the gray markings were still spreading.

When the earth veins of Jiangcheng collapsed, she cut open her palm and, together with him, used their blood to rebuild the earth veins.

The video is very short.

It's also very real.

Fine cracks appeared in the silver of Lin Qingxue's pupils.

Her lips moved with difficulty.

"week……"

Zhou Ran felt a tightness in her chest.

"I am here."

Lin Qingxue opened her eyes and brows.

A bluish-white light shot out and pierced the knife mark in the palm of the giant silver hand.

The giant hand stopped in mid-air.

The voice behind the door lowered, carrying a command.

"return."

The blackness in Lin Qingxue's pupils increased slightly.

She struggled to speak.

"I don't……"

He hadn't finished speaking.

The Moon Emperor suppressed his divine will.

A giant silver hand reached out to grab the two of them.

Zhou Ran embraced Lin Qingxue, with his purple-gold nascent soul positioned between their brows.

He did not back down.

The primordial energy and blood surged from the cracked flesh and flowed into Lin Qingxue's neck along the traction line.

"You want to take her away?"

Zhou Ran looked up and stared at the giant silver hand.

"Crush me first."

A giant silver hand descended.

The light in his blue-white eyes rose higher.

Lin Qingxue's hand finally gripped Zhou Ran's wrist.

Her brow and inner eye opened once again.

There was no bluish-white light.

There was no silver sheen.

Deep within the Dharma Eyes was a pure black eye.

wide awake.

calm.

It belongs only to Lin Qingxue.

She turned around and hugged Zhou Ran.

"Zhou Ran..."

The sound was very soft, yet it severed all the silver threads.

The black light of the Dharma Eyes erupted.

Click!

The traction line on the back of her neck broke.

The giant silver hand retracted half a foot.

The Moon Emperor roared in anger, his divine sense transmitting outwards.

"I can't do it!"

"She's mine!"

Lin Qingxue looked up.

The Dharma Eyes gaze directly at the entrance of the spine.

I don't belong to anyone.

A line of black light pierced through the giant silver hand.

The crack in the giant hand's palm widened.

The gate of the spine trembled violently.

The gray light within the gate swirled back.

The Moon Emperor's divine sense was forced to retreat into the depths.

That voice faded into the distance.

"Zhou Ran".

"You can protect her this time."

"I can't protect her for a lifetime."

Zhou Ran held Lin Qingxue in his arms and looked into the room.

"Then let's give it a try."

The gates of the spine are closed tightly.

The eighth floor fell silent.

Lin Qingxue's body went limp and she collapsed into Zhou Ran's arms.

Zhou Ran also knelt on the bone wall.

Both of them were covered in blood.

Emperor Song stood at a distance, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

He didn't move.

They didn't dare to move.

Zhou Ran looked down at Lin Qingxue.

"Qingxue?"

Lin Qingxue opened her eyes.

The pupil has no focus.

She raised her hand to touch Zhou Ran's face, her fingertips brushing against his blood.

"Zhou Ran..."

"Um."

"My eyes..."

The blood flowing from the edge of her eyes was no longer blood.

They are grains of gray sand.

The sand fell into Zhou Ran's palm.

There was no temperature at all.

Lin Qingxue spoke very softly, so softly it was almost as if her voice would break.

"I can't see it anymore."

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Zhou Ran looked at the dust in his palm.

One grain.

Two.

Tiny silver patterns are hidden in the gray sand.

He explored the principles of idealism.

The moment it touched the dust, its consciousness was stung.

The original source of the Dharma has been removed.

Before the Moon Emperor's divine sense retreated, it forcibly stripped a portion from Lin Qingxue's body and dragged it deeper into the void realm.

Zhou Ran looked down at her.

Her eyes were open, but unfocused.

Her hand was still clutching his collar, her fingertips cold.

Zhou Ran hugged her tightly.

"It can be found."

Lin Qingxue nodded gently.

I believe you.

As soon as those four words were uttered, Zhou Ran felt a tightness in her chest.

He would rather she curse him.

He was scolded for not protecting her.

But she didn't.

In the distance, Emperor Song coughed.

"Zhou Ran, there's still room for maneuver in this matter."

Zhou Ran looked up.

Emperor Song swallowed the rest of his sentence.

That glance contained neither a roar nor a murderous intent.

Only the chill pressed down on my bones.

The Yin-Yang Communication Bone Fragment lit up.

Li Zhiyao sent a telepathic message.

"Zhou Ran, I've arrived outside the Third Hall."

"Bring the men down."

Zhou Ran spoke.

"The eighth floor."

Soon after, footsteps were heard.

Li Zhiyao, Wang Pangzi, Xiao Rou, and Qin San arrived.

When Fatty Wang saw Lin Qingxue's eyes, his own eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Sister-in-law Qingxue..."

Lin Qingxue forced a smile.

"I'm not dead yet."

Fatty Wang sniffed.

"That's good, that's good."

Xiao Rou squatted down and released a Gu worm to test the waters.

The worm circled the gray sand once and then burrowed back into her sleeve.

Xiao Rou lowered her eyebrows.

"The poison, the Gu, and the Yin laws don't match up."

Li Zhiyao raised her hand, and ancient runes landed on Lin Qingxue's brow.

As soon as the rune was applied, a piece of it was gnawed away by the dust and sand.

She whispered, "The source is missing."

"The Moon Emperor took away a portion of her Dharma eyes."

Zhou Ran nodded.

"I will go deep into the void and retrieve it."

Li Zhiyao looked at him.

"Now?"

"Keep her calm first."

Zhou Ran took out a small porcelain bottle.

A small amount of dark yellow powder remained at the bottom of the bottle.

Fragments of Meng Po's bowl and remaining powder.

He poured out a little and placed it on Lin Qingxue's forehead.

The source of the River of Oblivion dissolves.

The flow of ash and sand slowed down.

Lin Qingxue's breathing became a little more steady.

Zhou Ran handed her over to Li Zhiyao.

"Take her back to the manor."

"Don't let her leave the core of the formation."

Li Zhiyao took the person.

"And you?"

Zhou Ran stood up and looked at Emperor Song.

"Settle the accounts."

Emperor Song's expression changed.

He straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Ran, everything I do is for the underworld."

"If the Moon Emperor were to resurrect, both the Yin and Yang realms would perish."

"Lin Qingxue is involved with the twin souls of Yue Zhao, and the Underworld must take control of her; this is the greater good."

Zhou Ran walked towards him.

Emperor Song raised his hand, and Yin Law runes appeared.

"If you kill me, the Third Palace will surely descend into chaos."

"The order of the underworld will collapse."

"You can't afford it."

Zhou Ran chuckled.

"You all say the same thing."

Emperor Song frowned.

Zhou Ran raised his hand and grabbed the neck of his Dharma body.

Emperor Song's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"You dare!"

Zhou Ran tightened his five fingers.

"The righteousness of the underworld cannot save your life."

boom!

The physical body of Emperor Song shattered on the spot.

Fragments of Yin Law scattered and flew everywhere.

A suppressed groan of pain came from deep within the third hall.

The Song emperor himself suffered a backlash.

Zhou Ran did not stop.

The Grand Commander's decree appeared.

The golden light pressed down, directly stripping away a portion of the power of the Third Hall.

The lingering image of Emperor Song emerged from the Yin Law, his face deathly pale.

"Zhou Ran!"

Zhou Ran raised his hand and grabbed.

He forcibly crushed that portion of authority, turning it into a golden chain that was nailed into the direction of the main hall of the Third Palace.

"Go back to your palace."

"Reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors."

"If you dare to lay a finger on Jiangcheng again, I'll demolish the Third Hall."

The yin energy roared.

Golden chains pierced through the Yin laws of the three palaces, sealing off the Song emperor's power to extend his authority to the outside world.

In the short term, the Third Palace will no longer be able to overstep its bounds and interfere in Jiangcheng.

The lingering image of Emperor Song stared intently at him.

In the end, he didn't utter a single word.