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

The Asura Emperor made an instinctive judgment...

run!

His six arms simultaneously formed hand seals, and the power of spatial teleportation rules condensed in his palms.

The moment the rules took shape, a repulsive force of the Imperial Court's lowest frequency surged from the mine wall, directly shattering the teleportation spell.

The teleportation system is blocked.

"Did you think I went through all this trouble to bring you in so you could just leave whenever you wanted?"

Zhou Ran's voice came from behind.

The Asura Emperor turned around and unleashed his strongest attack with all six arms.

Six blades of light intersected and wove together, forming an impenetrable killing net.

Zhou Ran did not flash.

He took a step forward.

The Primordial Black Blade was held horizontally in front of his chest, and the primordial will of Ye Futian surged within the seventh layer of the background pattern.

A phantom image of a coffin appeared on the blade...

The black coffin of the Nine Netherworlds.

The final killing move that Ye Futian carved on the black coffin back then.

The coffin lid was opened.

The desolate power of death, capable of devouring everything, poured out from the phantom of the coffin, shredding the six sword lights of the Asura Emperor one by one, and carrying the remaining power, slammed the Asura Emperor deep into the mine wall.

The mine wall crumbled, revealing an ancient bronze coffin hidden in the innermost layer.

That was the cenotaph that Ye Futian had prepared for himself 30,000 years ago.

The body of the Asura Emperor was nailed to the bronze coffin by the power of deathly silence.

His six arms struggled to swing the sword, but the primordial will released by the seventh rune of the Primordial Black Blade transformed into six iron nails, piercing through each of his six arms and pinning them firmly to the bronze coffin lid.

The Asura Emperor lowered his head, looking at the jet-black light that had pierced through his chest.

The killing intent in the six eyes slowly faded.

He didn't speak.

One by one, the six eyes closed, from left to right, from top to bottom.

His last eye remained fixed on the blade of the Taihuang Black Blade, its pupil never shrinking until his death.

The body shattered, turning into countless blood-red fragments, which were completely swallowed up by the bronze coffin.

The Asura Emperor has passed away.

In the deepest part of the Abyss of Soul Desolation, only Zhou Ran and the Emperor Prince remained.

One hundred and eight demonic puppets retreated to both sides of the mine wall, and the light of the Emperor-level dark runes illuminated the entire space.

The purple-gold demon blood of the Heavenly Demon Emperor and the crimson fragments of the Asura Emperor mingled together and covered the ground.

Zhou Ran's right hand was trembling.

The resonance backlash tore apart a third of the meridians in his right arm, and blood was still seeping from the gash in his hand.

Including his already crippled left arm, neither of his arms is in good condition.

But he didn't loosen his grip on the knife.

The prince stood there, his dark golden pupils reflecting Zhou Ran's blood-soaked figure.

The obsessive excitement on his face finally subsided.

For the first time in 30,000 years, the emperor's son was sweating profusely.

Zhou Ran, carrying the Taihuang Black Blade, walked towards him step by step.

The seven patterns of light flickered in the dark golden blood mist, and the tip of the blade dragged a deep groove in the ground.

"No one has touched your skin in 30,000 years."

Zhou Ran's voice echoed through the mine.

"Today I'm not just going to touch your skin."

The prince reached into his robe and pulled out a dark gold teleportation talisman.

The moment his fingertips touched the surface of the talisman, a blade was already pressed against his throat.

The tip of the Taihuang Black Blade pressed against the artery in the Emperor's son's neck, and the chilling aura of the Emperor-level dark patterns caused the dark gold protective membrane to emit a fine cracking sound.

The distance between Zhou Ran and the imperial prince was less than an inch.

"I'm going to pull out your tendons and rip out your bones."

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhou Ran's mouth, and the light reflected in the seven lines of his eyes.

"Your Dige, stay as well."

The teleportation talisman slipped from the Emperor's fingertips.

He didn't let go of his hand on his own.

The moment the blade of the Primordial Black Blade touched the teleportation talisman, the frequency released by the Emperor-level dark patterns resonated and conflicted with the spatial rules of the talisman. The array patterns on the surface of the talisman crumbled inch by inch, turning into a few wisps of cold gray smoke.

The prince's fingers hovered in mid-air, maintaining the gesture of pinching a talisman, remaining completely still.

His dark golden pupils glanced at the blade of the Taihuang Black Blade and saw his own face reflected on the surface.

Two bloody marks were visible on that face, which hadn't been touched by anyone for 30,000 years.

One was the shallow cut that had been made on the city wall earlier.

The other wound was a fresh one left on his chin from the blade's glancing blow during the chase.

The prince smiled.

That laugh was different from the previous manic laughter.

The gambler turned over his last card and found that his opponent had a much bigger hand than him, so much bigger that he couldn't even find an excuse to renege on the bet.

Zhou Ran.

Do you know what you're doing?

"Know."

"You killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor, you killed the Asura Emperor, and now you want to kill me."

The prince's voice was very low.

"The order of the three realms will collapse."

Once the rules of the Imperial Court break, the foundation of the Heavenly Dao of the Sixth Heaven will also collapse.

You're not saving your own people, you're destroying the entire game.

Zhou Ran pushed the tip of his knife forward half an inch.

The dark golden membrane on the prince's neck shattered like glass under the pressure of the blade, and a thin line of blood seeped out from the crack in the membrane.

"The Imperial Court's chessboard has never left any way out for the Sixth Heaven from the very beginning."

Zhou Ran's voice was flat, without anger or pleasure.

"Domain annihilation authority, imperial weapon cleansing, siege by the allied forces of the three realms..."

Your "order" is simply to uproot any disobedient elements.

He tilted his head slightly, his graying sideburns standing out starkly against the dark glow of the demonic puppet's patterns.

"I don't need this kind of order."

The prince's lips twitched slightly.

He made one last attempt.

"Blue Star".

The prince uttered two words, his dark golden pupils fixed on Zhou Ran.

"The coordinates of your home planet have been locked by the Imperial Court."

If you kill me, the Imperial Court will send a second purge team within three days.

"You can stop me, but can you stop the entire Imperial Court?"

He grinned, revealing a row of teeth.

"Spare my life. I can help you navigate the Imperial Court. The forbidden artifact of Blue Star..."

Judgment Seal...

I know where it is.

"I can get it for you. As long as you let me leave alive, I guarantee the Imperial Court won't touch Blue Star for ten years."

The bottom of the Abyss of Annihilation remained silent for three breaths.

The dark patterns on the demonic puppet cast flickering shadows on the mine wall, and the imperial prince knelt on the ground...

He didn't even know when he knelt down; the movement of his knees touching the ground was too natural, as if his knees, which hadn't bent for 30,000 years, had been waiting for this moment.

Zhou Ran looked at him.

Looked for a long time.

Then he squatted down, and although his left hand was useless, he still used his remaining strength to lift his hand full of broken bones and patted the prince on the shoulder.

The gesture was as gentle as comforting a wronged child.

"The judgment seal you mentioned is located three thousand meters below the foundation of the White Tower on Blue Star."

I knew these coordinates before you did.

The prince's pupils dilated.

"The Imperial Court purge team you mentioned was already blocked when I opened the void to pick them up."

Although my woman's intelligence network is 90% ineffective, the information she gathers with that remaining 10% is more accurate than your Imperial Court's intelligence network.

The prince opened his mouth, but couldn't close it.

"I either already knew every card you used to negotiate with me, or my people have already dealt with it for me."

Zhou Ran straightened up.

"Your Highness, your life is not worthy of negotiating with me."

You've been unworthy since 30,000 years ago.

You sit in the seat bestowed upon you by the Imperial Court, wielding the authority granted to you by the Imperial Court, commanding the Imperial Weapons created by the Imperial Court to crush those whose cultivation is inferior to yours. You think that's what strength is?

His right hand flipped the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the Taihuang Black Blade moved away from the Emperor's throat, raised, and hovered directly above the Emperor's brow.

"I'm taking back everything that others lent you today."