The scene gradually slowed down, revealing a magnificent palace standing deep in the mountains, where a middle-aged man in a python robe strode confidently into the palace.
Inside the study, the boy stood with his back to him, gazing out the window at a plum grove.
"Greetings, Evil King."
After spotting the boy, the middle-aged man in the python robe greeted him very politely.
Upon hearing this, the boy turned around and looked back.
In an instant, a gentle breeze swept by, his black hair danced in the air, and plum blossoms scattered around him like stars.
At the tender age of nine, his beauty was enough to captivate all beings; with rosy lips and white teeth, he was as beautiful as the golden boy sitting beneath Guanyin.
However, anyone who knows him knows that this is just an act!
Beneath that harmless exterior lies a heart of iron and blood; he is a complete and utter god of death, his hands stained with countless sins!
"So it's the Night King. Please have a seat."
The young man suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled, as casual and roguish as a child. He lay sprawled on the soft couch, glancing sideways at the Night King and saying, "You don't come to my palace without a reason. What brings you here, Night King?"
"I heard that the Evil King has conquered another Corpse Clan force. Congratulations."
A cold glint flashed in the Night King's eyes, but his face remained calm and composed. "In this way, only our two families will remain as the remaining corpse race in this world."
"It's nothing, I just feel like time is dragging on and life is too boring. It's fun to fight sometimes. But you, Night King..."
The boy suddenly sat up, propped his chin on his hand, and squinted at the Night King, his expression a mix of allure and amusement. "Are you worried that I might also lay a hand on you?"
"Hahaha, Evil King, you're joking. Our two families have a marriage agreement. We agreed long ago to join hands and rule the entire Corpse Clan together."
The Night King stared at the boy for a moment, then burst into laughter. “The Evil King is not the kind of person who goes back on his word. Besides, now is not the time for our Corpse Clan to fight amongst ourselves.”
"Oh, how so?"
The boy tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass, then immediately resumed his languid demeanor.
"The Evil King is so engrossed in his battles that he probably knows very little about the changes in the entire Chinese world today."
As the Night King spoke, his expression turned serious. "Hasn't the Evil King noticed that his cultivation speed has slowed down since he came in?"
"Um?"
Sure enough, the boy, who hadn't paid much attention before, sat up straight and squinted, saying, "Indeed, not only that, but it's also difficult to advance in cultivation. Is the Night King in the same situation?"
Moreover, not only that, many of his subordinates' cultivation levels inexplicably began to decline, and some low-level zombies even reverted to their original corpses, rotting into bones.
This is not a good sign for these evil beings.
"Yes, that's why I came to find the Evil King."
The Night King nodded, then sighed, "Although I am reluctant to admit it, since the establishment of the Huaxia Kingdom, the spiritual energy of the entire world has been disappearing at an extremely rapid pace. According to this article, it is speculated that perhaps in the near future, all living beings in this world, except for humans, will be unable to possess intelligence."
Upon hearing this, Shi Wuxie fell silent.
He had thought about this, but because he harbored some wishful thinking, he deliberately ignored it, believing that such a thing was impossible.
"In addition, I have received another piece of information."
The Night King said again, "It seems that all the gods in the heavens have left."
You mean here!
The boy could no longer remain calm and stood up abruptly. "This world has become a land forsaken by the gods!"
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