Bai Ling's sneer froze into ice in the air. Her nine tails drew brilliant arcs through the air, each strike imbued with the demonic power of the fox clan's millennia of cultivation, seemingly able to penetrate everything in the world. Every flick of her tail was accompanied by a soul-stirring scream, shaking the entire space.
There was a glint of indomitable spirit and ruthlessness in her eyes, and she vowed to fight Lu Chenguang to the end.
Facing Bai Ling's fierce attack, Lu Chenguang appeared unusually calm.
He was surrounded by dark demonic energy, merging with the surrounding dark energy. He opened his red lips and uttered an obscure spell. In an instant, those black barriers not only blocked Bai Ling's attack, but also retaliated, forming undercurrents in an attempt to trap the nine-tailed fox.
"You are just a fox demon, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!" Lu Chenguang's voice was low and majestic. In addition to the majestic dark power of the demon world, his body also faintly revealed a pure purple power that did not belong to this world - the power of the fallen god - that was the remnant of the spiritual power of the fairy world that he accidentally obtained. The two completely different forces intertwined and collided in his body, forming an unprecedented powerful energy.
Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, the sky suddenly changed color and thunder roared, as if the heaven and earth felt the violent fluctuations of the battle, and even the gods and spirits in the heavens and the spiritual world were shocked.
Divine thoughts and spiritual consciousness crossed the space, spying on this cross-border battle and discussing it.
"The war between the demons and monsters has begun again. The last time was ten thousand years ago."
“I didn’t expect that Youming would be the previous Heavenly Monarch Rong Lin.”
"Don't underestimate it. That demon fox seems to have some extraordinary qualities. It can actually cause Lu Chenguang to use such power."
Chuchu was anxious but couldn't intervene.
However, just as the battle reached its climax, something unexpected happened. The two opposing forces within Lu Chenguang's body lost their balance in the intense battle and suddenly erupted.
A devastating energy burst out from his body, instantly tearing the surrounding space into pieces. Bai Ling was blown away by this sudden force, and his nine tails fell powerlessly to the ground. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.
Lu Chenguang, the once invincible demonic warrior, couldn't withstand the onslaught of this force and fell heavily to the ground, his clothes stained red with blood. Even more shocking was that his eyes became empty and confused.
"Since he has fallen into the devil's way, why does he still use the power of the Fallen Angel?"
"So he got backfired!"
"A new Demon Lord is about to appear!"
"No, this time he will completely lose his Fallen Angel power and will never be able to return to Heaven!"
"Youming has become a true demon god!"
Chu Chu rushed forward regardless of everything and held the injured Lu Chenguang in her arms. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. She didn't know why it hurt so much, but she only knew that something had happened to Lu Chenguang: "Lu Chenguang, you can't be in trouble..." She called softly, but the only response she got was dead silence.
Bai Ling also lost the Nine-Tailed Fox and returned to the demon world with all the demons.
Ye Xuan rushed over shouting, "Brother, brother..."
Lu Chenguang fell into a deep sleep...
Inside the Demon Palace, the night was as dark as ink and the stars were hidden. Only above the jade bed in the center, two completely different beams of light shone together, tearing a crack of hope in this depressing space.
Chuchu and Yexuan are standing side by side - just to awaken the soul sleeping on the edge of darkness - Lu Chenguang.
Ye Xuan, clad in a deep black robe, her long hair as night-like as the night, fluttering gently in the wind. She slowly raised her hands, and within her palms, black magic surged like substance. It was a power that came from deep within her bloodline, mysterious and dangerous.
As she murmured the ancient spell, black magic began to weave into an intricate web in the air, containing endless darkness and the power of rebirth. It seemed to be able to devour all light, yet it also gave birth to new hope in destruction.
Chuchu, wearing a fiery red dress, was like an elf in flames. Her body was surrounded by warm and dazzling red light. She formed seals with her hands, closed her eyes and concentrated, gathering all the strength in her body into her fingertips. The light gradually condensed into a stream, gently and firmly injected into the dark web woven by Ye Xuan.
The interweaving of red and black, the collision of light and darkness, at this moment reached an unprecedented harmony and balance.
"With my blood, I will mobilize the power of the stars; with your soul, I will awaken the sleeping heart." Chu Chu and Ye Xuan recited the spell in unison. Their voices echoed in the Demon Palace, as if they could penetrate the barriers of time and space and reach the depths of Lu Chenguang's long-sealed soul.
As the spell was completed, the two forces finally found resonance. They intertwined and merged in the air, forming an unprecedentedly powerful energy. This energy swept through the entire Demon Palace like a storm, sweeping away the surrounding darkness and revealing the long-lost light.
Under the impact of this energy, Lu Chenguang's body began to tremble slightly, as if some dormant power was being awakened.
"Hiss—" With a low groan, Lu Chenguang finally woke up. He opened his eyes, and those once lifeless eyes now shone with a complex light, both doubt and struggle.
He looked around and saw the tired but concerned faces of Chuchu and Yexuan, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.
However, his face was gloomy, as if there was still an insurmountable gap deep in his heart. He tried to recall everything in the past, but those memories were scattered like fragments, unable to piece together a complete picture.
He felt a splitting headache and held his head tightly with both hands, groaning in pain.
"Lu Chenguang, you're awake!" Seeing this, Chu Chu hurried forward to support him, her eyes full of worry and joy.
"Who are you?" Lu Chenguang's voice was hoarse and confused. He looked at Chuchu, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion.
Ye Xuan came forward anxiously and asked, "Brother, I'm Ye Xuan, do you remember me?"
"I don't remember. I am Youming, the ten-thousand-year-old demon god. Where did my sister come from?" Lu Chenguang looked at Chuchu and asked coldly, "You are Princess Qingming. Why are you in my demon world?"
Chu Chu looked disappointed, her eyes full of confusion: "You know I'm Qingming Princess, but you don't know me?"
Lu Chenguang raised his chin, a look of disdain on his face: "You carry the Qingming Sword on your back, and use the power of the underworld. If you are not the Qingming Princess, who else could you be?"
Seeing this, Ye Xuan became more anxious and asked, "Brother, do you still remember your engagement with Princess Qingming?"
Lu Chenguang laughed and laughed: "Engagement? Does the Demon Realm need the Underworld?"
Ye Xuan looked at Chu Chu, "My brother has lost his memory and needs to rest well. You should go back first."
Chuchu said, "No, now the Demon Lord needs to go to the human world with me. Maybe the lost memories can be recovered."
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