She recalled her first encounter with Mie Xinluo, and how every time she teased him, he wouldn't say a word to her. He clearly disliked her, yet he came to die because he couldn't bear to see her tortured. Ayao, too, now harbored suicidal thoughts. She wiped away her tears and coldly stared at Lou Munan:
"Give me a quick death!"
She didn't believe Lou Munan would let her go. Even if he died, his true form would definitely avenge her. She trusted his true form.
Lou Munan looked at her, his blood-red eyes narrowing slightly. His gaze made A Yao feel extremely dangerous. He reached out and placed his hand on A Yao's crown. He began to search A Yao's soul. Since there was no Reincarnation Pearl here, he could not stop Lou Munan from searching her soul, so Lou Munan quickly searched through all the information in her mind.
After searching for her soul, he released Ayao.
Ayao stared at him in terror. He didn't want Ayao dead, even though he had used the Soul Searching Technique without causing any harm.
"The Reincarnation Bead, so that explains why the soul search failed in the Canglan Realm. That damn bead actually chose you." Lou Munan's words, "damned bead," were filled with hatred; he hated a bead.
Just as Luo Bai had guessed, Lou Munan had already recognized that A Yao was the reincarnation of Yan Tang. However, he wouldn't go easy on A Yao for that reason; in fact, his hatred doubled immediately after learning that she was Yan Tang's reincarnation.
Originally, his love and hate for A Yao stemmed from Xu Fengzhi. Now, with the added entanglement of love and hate with Yan Tang, he truly wished he could immediately beat A Yao to a pulp, but at the same time, he wanted to torture her severely.
Yan Tang is only the perfect white moonlight when she is dead; if she is alive, she is just a stumbling block.
Lou Munan lifted A Yao up, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and kissed her lips. A Yao opened her eyes wide and struggled in his arms.
This was not a kiss in the ordinary sense; there was no ambiguity whatsoever. Dark power, the power of a curse, was eroding A Yao's body at a frenzied pace because of the physical intimacy. Black energy appeared on her jade-like skin, and this black energy was eroding every corner of her body.
A moment later, Lou Munan suddenly released A Yao, and as soon as he let go, A Yao fell to the ground.
The girl with long, flowing black hair collapsed to the ground. The black aura on her fair skin had disappeared, but the dark curse had completely corrupted her body and even her spirit. Her azure eyes were filled with unease and fear as she looked at the man in front of her: "What did you do to me?"
Her voice was trembling.
Lou Munan's lips curled up slightly:
"It's nothing, it's just that I cursed you and corrupted your primordial spirit. You are still Feng Yao's clone, and she can still take you back, but once she takes you back, she will also be corrupted by my power and immediately controlled by me."
"Even if she doesn't take you back, but just synchronizes her memories with yours, or even has physical contact with you, the dark power I left on you will still affect her."
"I'm really curious, how will she treat you? Will she abandon you, or take the risk of taking you back? If she's even slightly sane, she won't want you anymore, right? You're just one of her clones. She can create an infinite number of clones, so one more or one less won't make a difference."
"How pitiful. Although you are Feng Yao's clone, you can never become Feng Yao again."
Lou Munan's every word was like a sharp sword piercing A Yao's heart, causing her whole body to tremble.
Panic, an overwhelming panic, engulfed her.
She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid of losing herself. Lou Munan understood her fear and made her face the thing that terrified her most.
Each of Feng Yao's clones identifies herself as Feng Yao. If she cannot return to her original body, if her original body no longer wants her, then who is she?
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Ayao screamed; she broke down.
Lou Munan looked at the distraught girl, feeling quite pleased. Killing Feng Yao directly would be too boring; he wanted her to suffer a fate worse than death. He turned and left, leaving A Yao alone on this desolate cultivation star.
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In the Demon Realm, two blood moons hung in the sky. As always, the Demon Realm was filled with slaughter. Suddenly, the blood moons in the sky were eroded by shadows.
The two enormous blood moons had dwindled to just a halo, emitting a ghostly red glow. The demons all looked up at the sky, gazing at the two dark moons that had been reduced to mere halos.
Suddenly, the two moons shone brightly again, and the demons were horrified to find that the blood moon in the sky had turned into two eyes, two huge blood-red pupils.
Between the two moons appeared a figure, a tall man in a black robe, with black hair, blood-red eyes, slightly pale skin, and incomparably handsome features. He stood high in the sky, looking down at the earth below, the oppressive aura emanating from him like a terrifying storm sweeping across the entire demon realm, causing all the demons to turn pale and tremble with fear.
Their very souls trembled; the oppressive force pressing down on them seemed poised to shatter them into pieces and annihilate them completely at any moment.
That feeling of fear seemed to originate from ancient times, passed down from their ancestors to the present day, causing them to kneel on the ground in terror.
Inside the palace of the Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord, all of his subordinates wore expressions of fear. The Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord himself was equally horrified. He clutched his heart with one hand, which was beating so fast it seemed about to burst out of his chest. He released his divine sense and saw Lou Munan in the sky. The moment he saw Lou Munan, he, like everyone else, was almost overwhelmed by fear.
Is this a provocation?
Who exactly is he?
There's actually such a person in the Demon Realm?
As a powerful being at the level of a demon god, the Crimson Corpse Demon Lord could not simply submit out of fear, so he chose to fight.
High in the sky, Lou Munan coldly surveyed the Demon Realm, this land he had ruled for millions of years. It seemed to remember him; the laws of the Demon Realm resonated with him. Many memories flashed through his mind, like fleeting shadows.
Who are you?
The voice of the Crimson Corpse Demon Lord echoed across the sky, shaking the Demon Realm. A large cloud of black mist condensed into his figure. His body was tens of thousands of feet tall, and his rough skin was covered with blood-red demonic patterns. As soon as he appeared, the entire dark sky lit up with brilliant ancient symbols, as if three thousand great worlds appeared with him. Countless ancient giants tore through the river of time to come and follow him.
Lou Munan only said one sentence:
"Submit or die?"
The Crimson Corpse Demon Lord laughed loudly: "You think you can make me submit? You're really too arrogant!"
As a powerful figure at the pinnacle of the demon realm, the Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord possessed his own pride. Even knowing the enemy before him was extremely formidable, he could not surrender without a fight. If he refused to fight, his path would stagnate, and he would never advance an inch in this life. How could he be content with that?
The Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord's entire body surged with crimson light, and with a roar, he unleashed a power that shook the entire Demon Realm—
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