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

The light in Davis's eyes went out completely.

Zhou Ran withdrew his foot, crushing the glass shards beneath it with the casual motion of crushing a cockroach.

"Before dawn, I want all of Shenghui Consortium's assets in China to be owned by the Zhou family."

He gave the order to Chen Ya without turning his head.

"Yes, Mr. Jay Chou."

Chen Ya pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting rows of blood-red candlestick charts showing sharp declines.

Once unassailable overseas financial giants now beg for mercy like dogs at Zhou Ran's feet.

This scene was etched into the very soul of every prominent figure in Jiangcheng present at the conference room.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Ran was no longer one of awe, but rather one of looking up at a god of death walking among men.

From this day forward, Jiangcheng will be ruled by him alone.

Zhou Ran surveyed the entire room, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

"You'll be working for me from now on."

Once I acquire their medical technology, you will all be future conglomerates!

Zhou Ran is not just making empty promises.

He's determined to get rid of this conglomerate.

For no other reason than the "paradise" that Davis spoke of.

Besides accumulating wealth, Davis and his gang were also secretly investigating an "ancient tomb."

The ancient tomb holds the secret to a direct path to paradise.

Zhou Ran forcibly searched Davis's soul.

However, it was discovered that specific information about the ancient tomb had been forcibly erased by some higher power.

Is it related to the clues left by Li Chengfeng?

Or is it that eerie, desolate tomb in Mangshan?

Zhou Ran frowned slightly.

At that moment, the office door was violently kicked open, and Qin San rushed in with a look of terror on his face.

"Boss!"

Oh no!

Antique dealer Feng Bancheng is back!

He was covered in blood.

He also said that on his back...

A monster is crawling on its back!

He's probably gone mad; there's clearly nothing on his back!

He sensed a familiar aura emanating from Qin San.

Zhou Ran's gaze froze into ice.

"go home!"

……

The once sunny villa hall of the Xiao family manor has now fallen into an icy abyss.

A bone-chilling cold emanated from the center, and a thick layer of white frost condensed on the floor.

Feng Bancheng's face was ashen, black blood seeped from his seven orifices, and he lay paralyzed on the ground, barely clinging to life.

His back was indeed completely bare.

But beneath the demonic gaze clung to a headless ancient suit of armor emitting a foul stench.

The armor was entirely black, covered with marks from being cleaved and chiseled, and black mist was constantly gushing from the gaps between the armor plates.

The black mist materialized into a blurry ghost face, which was devouring Feng Bancheng's lifespan and vitality.

Although the manor's bodyguards and servants couldn't see it, they fled in terror, because the aura emanating from Feng Bancheng made them feel as if they had fallen into the deepest abyss.

"Master Zhou..."

Help me…

Feng Bancheng squeezed out a weak plea from his throat.

Zhou Ran held a cup of Longjing tea, examining it carefully.

It then emitted a wisp of primordial aura.

The frost in the hall melted away instantly, as if it had met its nemesis.

An oppressive sense of life and death enveloped the entire venue.

"Zhou Ran, this thing doesn't seem to be a ghost..."

Xiao Hongli held the Yin-gathering Banner in her hand, her eyebrows furrowed.

Although she couldn't see, she could sense the dense yin energy.

However, her magical artifacts did not react at all.

Zhou Ran gestured for her to step back, then waved his hand.

"Qingxue, come and take a look."

In Lin Qingxue's eyes, the white, serene Dharma Eyes flowed to their ultimate state.

She stared for a full quarter of an hour, and then a line of bloody tears streamed from her eyes.

The next second, her pretty face turned deathly pale. Her gaze swept past Feng Bancheng, and her voice trembled:

"I saw... that thing on his back."

The karmic threads binding us are now inextricably intertwined...

Zhou Ran, you can't go to Mangshan!

I see in the future...

You will die in the desolate tomb!

Before that heart, your body was completely disintegrated by countless black lines!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ran couldn't help but chuckle.

My guess was right.

Paradise!

It's the underworld!

The Great Desolate Tomb is a place that overlaps with the Underworld!

As long as he can enter the Underworld, he will have the opportunity to explore the Void Realm again.

He still has the opportunity to experience the true Daoist abode of the Great Emperor!

"A fatal calamity?"

Zhou Ran sneered.

"Even that old devil couldn't take away my life, Zhou Ran, let alone karma?"

He looked down at the thing on Feng Bancheng's back, and heard a scraping sound coming from inside the armor.

"Since it is a creature of the underworld, ordinary techniques cannot harm it."

Zhou Ran looked at the Su sisters.

"Qingling and Qingwu, you two, come here."

You two used to follow that half-baked master to cultivate Taoism.

"Tear it off Feng Bancheng."

This is Zhou Ran's assessment of the two women.

The Su sisters took a deep breath, and their primordial spiritual power resonated instantly.

Inside the hall, the faint sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard, and a blue halo enveloped Feng Bancheng like a water curtain.

At that moment, the invisible ghost soldiers let out a shrill shriek, and the spiritual power of the Su sisters corroded the iron armor like strong acid, causing black smoke to billow from the armor.

"efficient!"

Fatty Wang exclaimed in surprise.

Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly sense that the aura that had once made him extremely wary was beginning to dissipate.

However, the ghostly soldiers launched a frenzied counterattack, and the two women's faces turned deathly pale instantly, clearly having reached their limit.

"Enough, step back."

Zhou Ran took a step forward, unleashing the full power of his Primordial Overlord Body.

"Get out here!"

He stretched out his reconstructed Taihuang left arm, spread his five fingers, and grabbed at the void!

A suction force far more ruthless than the black mist suddenly erupted!

Feng Bancheng felt a lightness on his back.

The ancient armor, clinging to the bone like a maggot, was forcibly torn off, and like a chick being grabbed by the neck, it struggled violently in mid-air!

A piercing shriek emanated from within the armor.

"Noisy."

Zhou Ran loosely clenched his left hand.

Inky black demonic flames suddenly ignited, instantly enveloping the armor.

The black flames burned through the space, and the resentment within the armor didn't even last a second before turning into nothingness and ashes.

The frost in the hall dissipated, and the sunlight shone again.

This ancient armor is indeed nothing to fear.

The aura emanating from him was undoubtedly that of Li Zhiyao and Feng Xi.

Even Li Cangtian's Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts was far more powerful than this.

Compared to the cemeteries in the western suburbs of Beijing, this is nothing.

However, if too many people gather together, it can become quite troublesome.

"live……

"I survived..."

Feng Bancheng touched his still-warm neck, tears streaming down his face.

He trembled as he pulled out an oilcloth package.

Inside was a beast bone ten times larger than the last one, with the ancient characters "Taihuang" engraved on it.

"Origin Bone!"

Within the Gathering Yin Banner, a weak thought came from Li Zhiyao.

"Master Zhou... I know this thing will be useful to you."

"I got stuck to this headless corpse because I was trying to get this thing."

Feng Bancheng cried out:

"Below Mount Mang is not a tomb, but a fissure leading straight to an abyss!"

"Those foreign superhumans and tomb raiders have all gone mad; they're fighting tooth and nail for what's inside!"

Zhou Ran didn't have time to listen to idle chatter.

The moment the source bone appeared, Zhou Ran's "Primordial Overlord Body Technique" began to operate wildly within his body!

A series of thunderous thuds emanated from his entire body's muscles and bones.

An intense hunger surged through my limbs and bones.

Zhou Ran was certain that as long as he obtained the complete source bone from the foot of Mangshan Mountain, his Primordial Overlord Body could be fully restored.

At that time, his physical strength will be able to easily surpass the Nascent Soul stage!

"Take a rest, we'll leave tomorrow."

Zhou Ran scooped the massive source bone into his palm, and the pure essence flowed into his left arm.

He settled Xiao Hongli in to handle the trivial matters.

He then mustered his troops and appointed generals.

Bring Lin Qingxue, Fatty Wang, Miao Yingying, and the newly hatched black-gold baby dragon.