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

The banquet hall was transformed into the underworld.

A cold wind howled, scraping against people like a knife, and the red wine in the glass instantly froze into ice.

Countless twisted ghostly shadows spewed out from under the vengeful ghost's robe, carrying resentment and venom, extinguishing all light in their wake.

Thousands of souls being refined alive emitted silent screams, directly impacting the soul and threatening to tear apart human reason.

Ma Tianhao was so frightened that he huddled under the table, soiling himself.

The entire hall of powerful and influential figures collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen, too exhausted to even scream.

The vengeful spirit hovered at the center of the vortex of corpse energy.

The black robe billowed without wind, and the eyes behind the mask were filled with cruel pleasure.

"In this degenerate age, to die under my 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls' is enough for you to die in peace."

"Become food for my precious ones!"

Zhou Ran, at the eye of the storm, showed no sign of fear, and didn't even bother to adopt a defensive stance.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The translucent remnant soul of Ye Futian was awakened by the feast of soul power outside.

But the next instant, the aura that Zhou Ran exuded terrified him so much that his soul felt like it was about to shatter.

By this time, Zhou Ran was no longer the boy he could manipulate at will.

Although he really wanted to devour these souls to replenish the soul power consumed by the Buddhist scriptures.

But Zhou Ran didn't speak, so he could only swallow his saliva longingly.

Just then, Zhou Ran's playful thoughts echoed within Ye Futian's soul:

"Master, now that you're awake, don't lie there like a corpse."

These disciples with spiritual power are not worthy of such treatment, so let them be dealt with by their master!

Hearing this, Ye Futian found it hard to believe.

I was afraid I had misheard.

He forcibly suppressed the pounding in his heart. "Is this really true?"

However, he was furious inside.

As the Demon Emperor, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Even when he was attacked by the combined forces of the eight Immortal Emperors and his soul was scattered, he had never been so humble and subservient.

"Of course, you are my good teacher."

Zhou Ran said jokingly.

The ancient monk said this when we were at Zhenhun Temple.

My fate with Ye Futian is not yet over, and now is not the time to completely refine him.

A few days ago, after I finished reciting the mantra to tighten his skin, it's time to give him a sweet treat.

After all, he still needed this old man to guide him on cultivation methods after Foundation Establishment and on developing his fully formed Demon Eye.

At this moment, Ye Futian was completely relieved and once again resumed his arrogant demeanor.

"My good disciple is truly filial; then this emperor will not stand on ceremony!"

The remnant soul trembled violently, and actually solidified by a third.

Immediately.

In the real world, Zhou Ran opened his mouth and inhaled deeply into the surging black tide of soul power.

call--!

With that one breath, the world fell silent!

An invisible giant maw opened in the void, ready to devour everything.

The thousands of wronged souls, who were originally baring their fangs and raging with ferocity, all froze when they came within three feet of Zhou Ran.

They let out silent shrieks, trying to escape, but were firmly pinned to the spot by a force of law.

Behind Zhou Ran, a phantom image of an ancient demon god, three zhang tall, flashed by.

The phantom was indistinct, except for a gigantic maw that transformed into a black hole that devoured everything.

"No……!"

The vengeful spirit's maniacal laughter caught in his throat, and the skin beneath the mask trembled uncontrollably.

He witnessed the most mind-blowing scene of his life.

The malevolent spirit he had painstakingly crafted over several years, sacrificing countless lives, was torn apart by an invisible force.

It transformed into streams of soul power, which were swallowed whole by that young man!

There was no struggle, no backlash, not even the slightest ripple!

"Too many impurities, the heat wasn't quite right."

Zhou Ran smacked his lips, savoring the crudely prepared appetizer.

At the same time, a purified power of the soul's essence descended from the sky, pouring onto Ye Futian's withered soul.

"This is the true enjoyment of a demonic emperor!"

After his soul solidified, even his fear of Zhou Ran lessened by three points.

"Get to work."

Zhou Ran's thoughts poured down on him.

He thought to himself, "This old Deng really hasn't given up his wicked intentions."

Ye Futian was startled and quickly circulated his cultivation technique to absorb the descending soul power.

His almost transparent soul was rapidly solidifying.

outside world.

In the blink of an eye.

The eerie wind in the hall dissipated, and even the pungent stench of corpses vanished without a trace.

The ghost banner in the hands of the vengeful spirit let out a mournful cry.

With a "crack," it broke in two and turned into ashes.

With the core of the magical artifact swallowed, and his mind caught in the turmoil, the vengeful ghost coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell from mid-air, crashing onto the scarlet carpet.

"You...you're a demonic cultivator!"

Ignoring his injuries, the vengeful ghost retreated backward, his voice filled with terror.

Demonic cultivator!

This person is the legendary original demonic cultivator who stands at the top of the demonic food chain!

Zhou Ran patted his stomach and walked towards him.

"Who I am is none of your business."

Zhou Ran stopped in front of him, looking down at the arrogant evil cultivator who had been so domineering just a moment ago.

"The important thing is that you have something I like."

The vengeful ghost tried to beg for mercy, but Zhou Ran's hand was already gripping his throat.

"Spare me...spare my life!"

I am an elder of the Wuji Sect, you cannot kill me…

Click.

The crisp sound of bones cracking was particularly jarring in the hall.

The vengeful spirit's head slumped to one side, its eyes wide open, its mask slipped off, revealing a terrified face covered in lividity.

Zhou Ran released his grip, letting the corpse slide to the ground.

He crouched down, rummaged in the ghost's arms, and pulled out a crystal that emitted a chilling aura.

The crystal was a deep blue color, with a layer of white frost on its surface. The surrounding air was distorted by the cold air, and tiny ice crystals formed.

"Ice crystals in a frigid pool."

Zhou Ran was very satisfied with the item.

This is an indispensable spiritual material for the Foundation Establishment stage. I never expected that it could be obtained from a heretical cultivator on this Earth where spiritual energy is depleted.

At the same time, it is also a treasure that can suppress the raging fire spirit within the Drought Demon Corpse Pill.

With the help of this item, his speed of absorbing the corpse pills increased even further.

"Thank you so much, my dear Song family, for delivering this package from so far away."

Zhou Ran put the crystal into his pocket, stood up, and glanced at the corner of the hall.

There, Ma Tianhao was scrambling towards the back door, looking quite disheveled.

"President Ma, are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you rushing to be reincarnated?"

Zhou Ran's voice echoed in Ma Tianhao's mind.

Ma Tianhao's legs went weak, and he knelt down, kowtowing forcefully in Zhou Ran's direction.

"Master Zhou... Master Zhou!"

Spare me!

I'm wrong!

"It was all the Song family's fault! It was all a conspiracy by the Song family!"

What kind of president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce is he? What kind of Jiangcheng out-of-town dragon is he? In the face of power, he is nothing but a joke.

Zhou Ran ignored him and turned to look at the guests who had just recovered from their fear.

He walked up to the ancient bronze bell and flicked his finger.

when--!

The melodious chimes echoed, washing away the lingering fear and awakening their dazed minds.

"I won the auction tonight."

Zhou Ran smiled and looked at Lin Qingxue and Chen Ya.

The two stunning beauties looked at him with admiration, but even more so with shock and infatuation.

Lin Qingxue pushed up her glasses to conceal the emotions in her eyes.

"Boss, should we clear the area?"

Zhou Ran waved his hand.

"No need."

His voice was flat.

"Some people are more valuable alive than dead."

He pointed to Ma Tianhao, who was kneeling on the ground trembling, and then glanced at Zhao Tianyu, who was unconscious not far away.

"From tomorrow onwards, Jiangcheng will no longer have the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce."

After speaking, Zhou Ran looked up and gazed at the distant capital city.

"Also, please pass on a message to the Song family for me."

"Wash your neck clean and wait for me to come and get it."

"This is just the beginning."