Right, wrong.
What exactly is it?
The young prodigy didn't know where he went wrong; he couldn't figure it out.
At this moment, he felt abandoned by everyone.
He had once been immensely proud of being born into the Realm of Life and Death, but now, he saw his faith slipping away.
"Sigh."
Lu Qi, standing beside him, could no longer bear to watch.
She walked up to the young prodigy and gently raised her hand.
*Slap!*
The slap was crisp and resounding.
The young prodigy's heart was filled with grievance as he looked at his sister, who had always taken good care of him, with confusion.
Lu Qi said, her voice filled with pain, "Xiao Yi, I won't explain this slap. There's only one thing I hope you will remember forever."
Xiao Yi nodded blankly.
"What I want to tell you is, never doubt the City Lord. Remember this… even if it costs you your life, you must remember this." Her voice became resolute at the end.
Because that's exactly what she, Lu Qi, did.
Not just her, but everyone in the Realm of Life and Death adhered to this principle.
"..."
Xiao Yi fell silent, slowly lowering his head.
Lu Qi shook her head and said no more.
Whether he could understand depended on Xiao Yi's personal enlightenment; this was all she could do to help.
...
At this moment, Chen Fan was unaware of what was happening with the young prodigy.
His entire focus was currently on purifying the Silver Souls.
"I bid you farewell with light."
This voice echoed only in his heart, not spoken aloud. "I hope in your next life, you will experience the warmth of this world."
All the Yin spirits entered the River of Life and Death.
Dense spiritual lights flickered within the River of Life and Death before dispersing into the heavens and earth.
Purifying a place was a significant burden for Chen Fan.
His Great Dao power was being depleted too rapidly, his face already turning pale.
*Thump.*
A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
A torrential aura of the Demonic Dao poured forth like an ocean.
Zhan had come to help.
"Thank you."
Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
With Zhan's assistance, things were much easier.
But when Zhan's Great Dao power also began to run low, both fell silent.
"I'll help."
The Dragon King arrived to assist.
"I am here." Ping Xi walked over.
The Illusion Sect Master, the Lord of Light, the Evil Sovereign… all the Ninth-Tier experts arrived.
Consider this: even the Evil Sovereign was moved, which illustrated just how infuriating the actions of the Eighth Heaven's powerhouses were.
In the distance, Immortal Emperor grinned.
He turned to look at the trembling remnants of the Eighth Heaven's forces. "Before they depart, let them witness the executioner die first. I think… they might feel a little happier?"
He didn't know if they would, but he felt like doing something.
*Clang.*
The Death Sword Emperor drew his killing sword. "Makes sense."
Phoenix Lord's eyes blazed with killing intent. "What are we waiting for? Let's begin…"
"Kill."
This was a one-sided slaughter.
The remaining powerhouses of the Eighth Heaven were utterly terrified.
They had a large number of Great Emperors, and without the Ninth-Tier experts' help, Immortal Emperor and the others fought with great difficulty.
But at this moment, they fought without fear of death.
*Boom.*
As the battle here began.
In the distance, a world-shattering demonic flame suddenly erupted.
*"Swish."*
Instantly, all eyes were drawn to the sudden appearance of the demonic flame.
In this realm, besides Zhan, only one person cultivated demonic arts.
And Zhan was currently helping Chen Fan purify Yin spirits, so… the demonic flame in the distance could not be Zhan's.
Who else could it be?
The answer was self-evident.
"Return."
The familiar voice brought a flicker of joy to the sorrowful hearts of Immortal Emperor and the others.
"This guy."
A smile bloomed in Wu Sheng's eyes. "I knew he wouldn't die so easily."
Chu Lao Mo's self-detonation earlier had shocked everyone.
And now, he had reappeared.
Not only had he reappeared, but he had also undergone significant changes.
His appearance was normal, but his attire had changed. He was clad in armor adorned with demonic patterns, a ferocious suit of armor that seemed to have come from the Nether Sea in the depths of hell.
Behind him, five spears were thrust backward. He wore a gauntlet on his left hand and carried a burning demonic blade in his right.
But what moved people the most was Chu Lao Mo's aura.
"Ninth-Tier?"
In the distance, Overlord's eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets.
Chu Lao Mo had actually reached Ninth-Tier.
*Screech!*
Behind him, a Great Dao Spirit materialized.
This Dao Spirit was one that Chu Lao Mo had battled countless times.
But the moment the Dao Spirit appeared, Chu Lao Mo suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the Dao Spirit by the neck. The gauntlet-clad hand instantly exerted force.
*Bang!*
The Dao Spirit exploded.
Chu Lao Mo swallowed the dissipating Dao Spirit in one gulp.
On his familiar face, a familiar arrogance emerged. "We demonic cultivators forge our own path. Dao Spirits, I don't need your recognition."
*Boom!*
His aura was colossal.
At this moment, Chu Lao Mo was even more of a demonic cultivator than Zhan.
Zhan cast a glance, his eyes filled with deep envy, and a hint of loneliness in the depths.
A murmuring sound rose. "A demon is lawless. Chu Lao Mo, I am inferior to you."
This was his most sincere statement.
A being who had existed since the very formation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands now admitted inferiority to a junior.
"Senior."
Chen Fan looked back at Zhan.
The latter shook his head, a smile appearing on his face for the first time. "Don't worry, I won't be jealous. On the contrary, I'm very happy. Although I cultivate demonic arts, I lack the heart of a demonic cultivator. Chu Lao Mo… is a true demonic cultivator."
"My path of demonic cultivation will finally produce an unparalleled powerhouse capable of stabilizing the world."
He was absolutely convinced of this.
Others might not understand the changes in Chu Lao Mo, but he knew them clearly.
The armor, the war spear, the gauntlet, the demonic blade… these were all manifestations of the Will of Demons, indicating that he had received the recognition of all his demonic predecessors.
But Zhan had not.
"Heh heh."
In the distance, Chu Lao Mo's laughter was arrogant and proud. "Overlord, Mad Emperor, both of you get out of my way. My hands are itching."
His words exposed his true nature.
This fellow still had his old, attention-seeking personality.
"Damn it."
Overlord cursed indignantly.
He had been beaten to the punch by this guy again, and he was angry.
"Who are you cursing at?" Chu Lao Mo's figure suddenly appeared beside Overlord's ear.
Overlord jumped in fright.
Before he could react, Chu Lao Mo had already slapped him flying. "Go to the side."
*Bang.*
Overlord was sent flying.
"You…"
*Bang.*
Mad Emperor was also sent flying.
*Bang bang bang.*
The first thing this fellow Chu Lao Mo did upon reaching Ninth-Tier was to bully all the Eighth-Tier experts in the Realm of Life and Death.
Whether it was Immortal Emperor, King Yu, or others, none were spared.
Even the fastest escaping Sky-Piercing Rat couldn't escape and was sent flying with a single slap.
Fortunately, he only slapped the Eighth-Tier and didn't attack the Seventh-Tier, otherwise, it would have been a bit more troublesome.
"Heh."
After sending everyone flying, Chu Lao Mo's attention finally fell upon the Eighth Heaven's powerhouses before him.
He grinned sinisterly. "No one is bothering us now. Come… I'll play with you properly."
Everyone: "..."
*"Bang."*
Chu Lao Mo struck.
He clenched his left fist and threw a punch from a distance.
*Boom!*
Demonic energy ignited chaos.
Figures had their Great Dao origin shattered under the boundless demonic energy.