Memories flooded back into my mind.

Yin Ming, you were born to live for the people of the Demon Clan. This Path of Ruthlessness can help you enter the realm of gods, and that will be the day when our Demon Clan completely turns the tables.

Yin Ming, no matter what happens, love is the most useless thing in this world! Only by being ruthless can one become a saint.

Yin Ming in the past did not know what love was.

Although he is the Demon Lord, he is just a heartless killing machine who lives for the demon race!

He was later sealed away for a thousand years, and by a twist of fate, he met Liuyue.

A jumble of memories surged through Yin Ming's mind, replaying scenes from his time with Liu Yue.

"ah!"

It felt as if two forces were colliding within my body, and eventually my body couldn't withstand it.

The demonic energy surged forth wildly.

puff!

Yin Ming forcibly suppressed the surging demonic energy within his body, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After a long while, Yin Ming straightened up and sat back down in his chair.

He raised his hand and lifted his robe, revealing skin covered in root-like totem patterns that spread upwards and covered half of his body.

Yin Ming's gaze darkened slightly. He had expected this day to come, but he hadn't expected it to arrive so soon.

To sever his emotional ties, his master had long ago placed a "heart-severing curse" on him. As soon as he felt any emotion, the curse would activate.

It spread to the heart.

There is no cure for the Heartless Gu, unless one severes all feelings and love!

He used to not care about this Heartless Gu.

It wasn't until Liu Yue appeared that he realized the seriousness of this Heartless Gu.

but……

Yin Ming suppressed his thoughts; his fate would never be in the hands of others.

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Two-thirds of the Demon Realm is shrouded in miasma that obscures the sun.

The demon people live in dire straits, while every place in the divine realm is fertile and full of spiritual energy!

Therefore, the people of the divine realm can cultivate with twice the result with half the effort, while the people of the demon race... are born to be affected by miasma.

Those who wish to cultivate are destined to put in two or even three or four times the effort of people in other fields.

Meanwhile, in a small village located on the edge of the Demon Realm.

“My lord, if His Majesty finds out what we’re doing, I’m afraid…” In a dilapidated thatched hut.

A burly young demon said with concern.

Their actions have already attracted the attention of the Demon Palace.

"Yes, those useless cultivators have all been captured and imprisoned by the Demon Palace! If they were to expose us..."

Are you scared?

The woman sitting at the head of the table scoffed, "You must remember, everything you are doing now is for the future of the Demon Realm! Do you really want your people to live in miasma for generations to come?"

The woman wore a mask and spoke with disdain, "Now your sovereign is disregarding the lives of the demon race for the sake of a woman. If we don't find a way to provoke conflict with other realms, our demon race will probably be stuck in this wretched place for generations to come."

"Yes! Lord Leng is right! Why should our descendants be stuck in this wretched place?! This is not fair!"

Of all the areas, the Demon Realm has the worst territory!

This also resulted in the low cultivation level of the demon race! If it weren't for the Demon Lord's presence, they would probably have been destroyed by the divine realm a thousand years ago!

They were not willing to accept it!

"So now, do you still want to back down?" The woman, addressed as Lord Leng, swept her gaze around the room.

The faces of the crowd were filled with determination.

"If I remember correctly, the woman who bewitched His Majesty also has intricate connections with the Divine Realm! Yet His Majesty, for her sake, wanted to quell the war and abandon the attack on the Divine Realm."

"That woman might be sent by the Divine Realm to bewitch His Majesty!" someone chimed in.

"Indeed, those bastards in the Divine Realm are too cunning!"

“We went to the Holy Land a couple of days ago. A small family had rare pills stored in boxes in their storeroom! Why is it that we demons can’t get a single pill in our entire lives?”

But in other fields, these rare elixirs are as numerous as hairs on a cow.

On what grounds?

Seeing that these people's emotions had been stirred up, the woman nodded: "Yes, why should they?"

“Lord Leng, we know your good intentions! If His Majesty hadn’t been so heartless, you wouldn’t have been able to leave the Demon Palace. His Majesty must have been bewitched by that woman, which is why he did these incomprehensible things.”

"Yes, it's normal that our Lord has never experienced love and is blinded by women."

"It doesn't matter if I suffer some injustices, what matters is the Demon Realm."

The woman sighed.

"From now on, we will do whatever Lord Leng says!"

"Yes, we swear to follow Lord Leng to the death!"

Everyone chimed in with their opinions.

A smile curved the corners of the woman's lips. Yes, she was Leng Lixin.

Back then, she was discovered by Yin Ming when she attempted to assassinate Jun Liuyue and was imprisoned. She seized the opportunity to escape during the chaos.

These demons were all former subordinates of Leng Lixin.

The demons who have been stirring up trouble in various fields recently are all Leng Lixin's subordinates.

Everyone left, leaving Leng Lixin alone in the room.

"Yin Ming, you want to quell the war? Don't even think about it! I'll show you who truly deserves to stand beside you, to stand shoulder to shoulder with you! That person... is me, and it will only be me!"

Leng Lixin's hand, which was gripping the teacup, suddenly tightened, and with a snap, the teacup shattered into pieces.

She had initially thought that Jun Liuyue was just a lowly woman from the lower realm, only with some talent.

Unexpectedly, this woman was actually the bloodline of Emperor Qing and the Ghost Clan princess! She had simply ended up on a lower-level continent.

but……

This is a good thing for cold centrifugation.

If Jun Liuyue had no background, Yin Ming might actually be able to marry her as a concubine, given his ruthless methods.

It's a pity... Jun Liuyue has the blood of the gods.

Since ancient times, gods and demons have been irreconcilable enemies. It's truly as if even the heavens are helping her!

Thinking of this, Leng Lixin just wanted to burst into laughter, "It seems that God is being kind to me this time... hahaha."

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The cultivators from the Demon Palace who were captured and imprisoned in the dungeon were much more gullible than Han Ya had imagined; they all confessed before even undergoing two rounds of torture.

"It was a woman in black who opened the barrier and let us in... I really don't know who she is!"

"Keep fighting."

"No, no! I am a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. If you cripple me, the Qingyun Sect will not let your demon race get away with it!"

"Heh." The crow let out a cold laugh, took the whip, and lashed it across the cultivator's body.

"You won't be crippled, because you're more likely to be beaten to death."

That monk;...

He couldn't hold on for long before he started howling and screaming like a banshee.

"I really don't know who that woman is! But I'm certain... she's a demon! She must be a demon!!"

"The problem lies within your own ranks. What's the point of torturing us? You demons... you're being far too unreasonable!"