Chapter 231 Eternal Void Realm 6
As for the fallen demon god, no one has touched him yet.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare.
The previous deterrent effect was so profound that even now, with their fate uncertain, their influence remains.
As the giant beast was devoured, the last group of hesitant people finally lowered their guard and quickly approached.
Yun Zhen could not hide her excitement, but the inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart was like a persistent boil that she could not get rid of.
Her perception of emotions had reached a level of perfection. Not only humans, but all things in heaven and earth have their own spirits, and joy, anger, sorrow, and fear cannot escape her perception.
At this moment, the battlefield appeared calm, but something seemed to be lurking beneath the surface.
There was no roar, no murderous intent, yet it sent chills down her spine.
Her perception of all kinds of emotions has reached a level of perfection. Not only people, but all things have their own unique emotions, and none of these can escape Yunzhen's perception.
She always felt that the battlefield was shrouded in something, silent yet dangerous.
Therefore, Yunzhen did not approach for a long time.
Just as everyone was celebrating, a massive will suddenly descended, enveloping everyone.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
There were no screams, no struggles; it was like an absurd silent play, with all living beings frozen in place.
Then, as if wiped away by an invisible hand, they vanished into ashes one by one.
The traces of their existence have been completely erased, leaving only an extremely concentrated energy surging in place, like a boiling furnace.
Then, all the energy transformed into a raging tornado, pouring wildly towards the dormant demon god.
Even the golden-armored behemoth's scales, armor, and flesh melted away, transforming into the purest spiritual tide.
Sand and stones flew, and the wind and clouds changed constantly.
When the smoke and dust clear, all things will return to nothingness.
Tens of thousands of lives poured into that battlefield, and they were all wiped out, leaving not even a single cry of agony.
A frantic sense of crisis pounded in Yunzhen's heart like a drumbeat, and she felt alarm bells ringing and chills creeping up her spine.
Her first instinct was to burrow underground and run away.
Suddenly, a pair of blood-red, eerie eyes looked down, piercing through the void as if they were tangible, and precisely locked onto her figure.
The next second, her body was uncontrollably lifted off the ground and flew towards the center of the storm.
There, the demon god slowly sat up, his black hair falling to his waist. His movement of bending one leg was languid and unhurried, as if he had just woken up after a short rest in his own courtyard, rather than having experienced an epic battle that could destroy the world.
As she slowly drifted closer, her disguise gradually melted away.
Her ordinary appearance shattered, revealing her extraordinary and unparalleled beauty.
At this moment, even heaven and earth seemed to become quieter, as if they dared not disturb this beauty that transcended the laws of nature.
Yun Zhen raised her eyes and looked directly into those scarlet eyes. Her wildly beating heart gradually calmed down.
Since I didn't kill her earlier, she's probably safe now.
Yunzhen was gently placed in front of the demon god by an invisible force.
He raised his head and carefully examined Yun Zhen, his gaze sweeping over her exquisitely beautiful features inch by inch, as if they were tangible objects.
As he sized himself up, Yunzhen was also sizing him up.
The man sat lazily with his legs bent, yet his tall and slender figure was still evident, and the firm, powerful lines of his legs were faintly visible beneath his dark robe.
With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the outline of his muscles was made even more distinct by the battle-damaged clothes, and pale skin was faintly visible at the collar, with traces of blood still remaining on it.
His face was so handsome it was almost sharp, with brow bones like blades, thin lips that looked like they were stained with blood, a well-defined jawline, and an innate air of dominance between his brows.
The most striking feature is the long, prominent horn on his forehead.
They were supposed to be a pair.
Now only a lone horn remains, its broken end exhibiting a crystalline, glass-like state, gleaming with a dark luster in the void.
The imperfections did not diminish its power; on the contrary, they added a touch of defiant, battle-worn beauty to this otherwise perfect face.
Yunzhen's gaze lingered on the broken corner for a moment without her noticing.
Clearly, the energy he had just received was not enough to fully heal his injuries.
The man's gaze lingered on the corners of her eyes and brows. After a while, he smiled with satisfaction.
"It looks better this way."
Therefore, he had noticed her long ago.
"From now on, you'll stay here with me," he decided immediately.
"My name is Jin, and I'm yours from now on..."
He paused for a moment, rubbed his chin, as if struggling with how to define their relationship.
Yunzhen's causal threads emerged, and past causes and effects were revealed one by one in his eyes.
Compared to him, she was far too young and far too weak.
Jin clapped his hands together. "Hmm... I'll call you Master then."
Upon hearing this, the people wrapped around Yun Zhen's arm immediately became dissatisfied, and their souls became restless.
The next instant, she forcibly pressed him down.
Leaving aside Lin Wuque and the others, Yun Zhen couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, a surge of displeasure rising in her heart.
From the moment she was born, men were nothing more than tools in her hands, only able to bow down and submit to her. Who had ever dared to speak to her from such a high position?
So what if this man's strength is unfathomable?
Master, is he worthy?
A dangerous glint flashed in Yun Zhen's eyes.
No one has ever been able to surpass her.
Those who try to control her will become her most loyal dogs!
Yun Zhen's red lips curved slightly, and suddenly a breathtaking smile appeared.
That smile made the world lose its color, and even the soul tremble.
The man was momentarily dazed, his gaze lingering.
"Owner?"
"You're the one who has to be my dog..."
"Or, shall I become your...master?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, as light as a feather, but every word carried a seductive power, stirring ripples deep within the soul.
The two were clearly worlds apart in strength, yet at this moment their positions were strangely reversed, with the one in the superior posture looking down at the other.
The man stared blankly up at Yun Zhen, his bloodshot eyes filled with a dazed look.
He seemed unable to understand Yun Zhen's words, or perhaps his reason had already left him.
Yunzhen was all too familiar with the other party's posture; she had seen it countless times before, and seeing this made her even more at ease.
She boldly raised her hand, her fingertips touching his broken corner, gently stroking it.
The tingling sensation from the broken corner climbed up my spine to the back of my neck.
The blood-red pupils suddenly contracted, then widened involuntarily, and the body trembled, letting out a low, hoarse gasp.
"Um……"
"Tell me..." she whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "Who did you just say you wanted as your master?"
Jin murmured a single word: "You..."
Yun Zhen smiled with satisfaction, but a hint of malice crept into her eyes.
She suddenly intensified her stroking of the broken horn with her fingertips, gripping the entire broken horn tightly from the base.
These horns, once a formidable weapon and a source of power for Ember, have now become her most vulnerable weakness, almost melting in her palm.
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