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

On the mine wall of the seventh level of the Soul Abyss, one hundred and eight Nascent Soul stage demonic puppets simultaneously took their first steps.

The joints, which hadn't moved for 30,000 years, emitted a piercing creaking sound. Emperor-level dark patterns surged from every crevice in their eye sockets, chest cavities, and limbs, forming a resonant network that spanned the entire mine with the seven background patterns of the Primordial Black Blade.

The air is vibrating, and the rules themselves are trembling.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's purple-gold demon armor was covered with spiderweb-like cracks due to the erosion of demonic energy. Two balls of scarlet demonic fire condensed on his two horns, forcibly burning away the demonic energy within a three-zhang radius.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor grinned, revealing his protruding fangs.

"One hundred and eight puppets in the Integration Stage?"

Kid, you think you can stop me with these dead things?

"One sneeze from me and I can blow them all away!"

The Asura Emperor remained largely silent.

His six eyes darted around rapidly, scanning the array patterns on the mine walls, the dark patterns on the ground beneath his feet, and the sky above his head, which was completely sealed off by demonic energy.

He sensed something was wrong.

The Asura Emperor's voice emanated simultaneously from all six mouths, hoarse and deep.

"The spiritual energy has been cut off."

From the moment we stepped into the fifth level, the supply of spiritual energy from the outside world was cut off.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's smile froze on his face.

He tried to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside his body to replenish the demonic power reserves that had been depleted by the demonic energy.

There was nothing there.

The spiritual energy channel was severed in half.

Clean and spotless, not a single trace left.

The prince's dark golden pupils narrowed slightly.

He did not attempt to probe the spiritual energy channel because he had detected the source of the anomaly earlier than the other two emperors.

For the first time, the prince's tone was no longer nonchalant.

"Rules are hidden. Someone has embedded a new law within the underlying rules of this mine..."

"This place is beyond the perception of Heaven."

He turned his head, his dark golden pupils fixed on Zhou Ran.

"Your half-blind woman did it."

Zhou Ran did not deny it.

On his left wrist, the scorch marks left after the gray thread burned off were slightly hot in the dense demonic energy of the Abyss of Soul Desolation.

The gray lines did not reappear because the incomplete rule data of the judgment seal that Lin Qingxue carved on the Golden Gu shell was remotely activated through the sealed storage in Zhou Ran's dantian.

Lin Qingxue's focus is only on the source of the Dharma, which cannot cover the whole picture, but she can cover the "points".

The "point" she scanned was the rule anchor point at the very bottom of the Soul Abyss.

The coordinate data of the judgment seal on the Golden Gu carries the frequency of the lowest level of rules in the Imperial Court.

After Lin Qingxue reversed this frequency, it turned into a lock...

It has locked down all connections between the Abyss of Souls and the Heavenly Dao in the outside world.

Spiritual energy replenishment, cut off.

The Way of Heaven perceives and shields.

Spatial teleportation, sealed off.

From the moment the three emperors stepped into the Abyss of Souls, they were already locked in cages.

The prince's tone returned to calm, but the dark golden light membrane beneath his feet unconsciously thickened by another layer.

"Small tricks."

So what if the spiritual energy is cut off?

The power of rules stored within me is enough to crush ten sixth-level heavens.

"Yeah?"

As Zhou Ran lifted the Taihuang Black Blade, the seven patterns on the blade, the dark patterns on the ground beneath his feet, the array patterns on the mine walls, and the Emperor-level dark patterns on the 108 demonic puppets resonated perfectly in the same breath.

The entire Abyss of Annihilation transformed into a blade.

Zhou Ran is the hilt of the knife.

"kill."

He uttered only one word.

One hundred and eight demonic puppets simultaneously went berserk.

Their attack methods were extremely brutal...

Without any techniques or coordination, he simply used his fists and body, covered in Emperor-level dark runes, to smash them down on the three Great Emperors.

Each punch carried the terrifying impact of being soaked in demonic energy for 30,000 years.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor roared, and the demonic fire transformed into a purple-gold storm that swept in all directions, sending more than a dozen demonic puppets flying.

The demonic puppet felt no pain; it smashed through the mine wall, climbed out of the rubble, and continued its attack.

The Asura Emperor swung his six arms simultaneously, each strike shattering a demonic puppet.

The shattered parts were enveloped by the demonic energy of the Abyss of Annihilation and were pieced back together within three breaths.

Immortal and indestructible.

The Abyss of Annihilation is their battlefield, and demonic energy is their lifeblood. As long as this mine exists, they will resurrect indefinitely.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's face could no longer be concealed.

He discovered that his demonic energy reserves were decreasing at a visible rate.

With his spiritual energy supply cut off, the power within him diminished with every bit he used.

And those damned puppets don't need any supplies at all...

The mine itself continuously powers them.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor roared angrily.

"The Emperor's Son!"

What about the "casually crushing" you mentioned?!

The prince did not answer.

Because Zhou Ran came.

The seven patterns on the Taihuang Black Blade shone with a dazzling black-gold light in the mine, merging with the network of rules of the Soul Abyss.

In this space that he completely controlled, Zhou Ran's early stage of Void Refinement cultivation was magnified to a terrifying degree.

Man and knife become one.

He is Juehunyuan, and Juehunyuan is his blade.

The first knife.

Zhou Ran's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared directly above the Heavenly Demon Emperor in the next instant.

The Primordial Black Blade cleaved down vertically from the top of the head, its blade carrying the combined power of all 108 demonic puppets transmitted through the resonance network.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor desperately channeled his demonic power, causing the scarlet demonic flames on his horns to expand to their limit, transforming into a purple-gold shield above his head.

The blade sliced ​​into the purple-gold shield.

There was no pause.

The shield shattered, and the blade continued downward.

Cut through the gap between the two horns and into the core of the Heavenly Demon Emperor's Dharma form.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's natal form is the original form of a ten-thousand-year-old heavenly demon that has been coiled within his body...

A colossal beast, entirely purple-gold in color, with horns like pillars of heaven and teeth like mountain peaks.

This Dharma form protected him for 30,000 years, withstanding the pursuit of the Imperial Court and the siege of the Asura Realm.

I couldn't hold on today.

The Taihuang Black Blade cleaved from the top of the Dharma Image's head all the way to its tailbone, splitting the entire ten-thousand-year-old Heavenly Demon in two.

The resonance network of 108 demonic puppets fluctuated violently after that strike, and the backlash was transmitted from the hilt of the sword into Zhou Ran's right arm, causing a dense tearing sensation in his meridians.

A bloody gash appeared on his hand, and the Taihuang Black Blade almost slipped from his grasp.

The price has come.

The home-field advantage of the Abyss of Souls is not for nothing...

The power of 108 demonic puppets was simultaneously poured into a single sword; the sword could withstand it, but a person could not.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor will never have the chance to see these things.

The purplish-gold demon blood gushed out, splattering all over the walls of the mine.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's body paused in mid-air, his mouth opened as if to say something, but in the end he could only squeeze out a muffled wail.

His body split open along the midline, falling to both sides and crashing heavily into the pile of demonic puppet wreckage.

The purplish-gold light rapidly dissipated from his body, his demonic armor shattered inch by inch, and his body beneath had withered and lost all moisture.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor has been slain.

The Asura Emperor's six eyes simultaneously emitted terrifying light.

He watched as a human at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm shattered the Heavenly Demon Emperor's innate magic in less than three breaths.

The power of that strike had exceeded the limits expected of someone in the Void Refinement stage.

The Abyss of Annihilation is blessing Zhou Ran.

Every piece of ore, every wisp of demonic energy, every dark pattern—all of these were channeling power into that blade.