Chapter 74: Neither Demon nor Immortal

When he opened his eyes again, Yan Xi had not yet left the small world.

What meets the eye are layers of dark gauze. When the breeze blows, the gauze sways like waves, and the sound of tinkling bells can be heard from time to time.

Yanxi stood up, looked around at the unfamiliar scene, and tapped the system, "Where is this? Tong'er, do you know?"

There is no activity in the system.

He looked around again. It was a large hall. It was dark inside with only the night pearl emitting a faint light. He had just woken up from his bed.

Before he could take a closer look, he heard the sound of stones rubbing against each other.

The door of the hall opened and a tall figure walked in.

He walked towards Yanxi against the light.

This person is an acquaintance.

The evil man that I saw in the Wanjian Sect prison.

When Yan Xi was thinking this, the man had already stopped. He stood not far away, squinting his eyes and looking at him. After a moment, he suddenly chuckled and approached Yan Xi and said sarcastically, "I really didn't expect that a great man like you would be so stupid one day and die at the hands of an unknown person."

"You saved me." Yan Xi spoke, his voice calm and steady.

"I didn't mean to save you." Su Yuan gritted his teeth, "It's just that letting you die is more painful than watching you live."

It was indeed him. Yan Xi lowered his eyes, "I was already dead at that time, how did you do it?"

hehe.

Suyuan chuckled. He stretched out his hand and scratched Yanxi's neck with his long, sharp nails. Then he moved all the way down to his heart, where he said, "Symbiotic Demon Seed."

"This thing came from me."

"As long as I am still alive, you will never die before me."

"..." Yan Xi was silent for a moment, [System, I said he was harassing me, but this doesn't sound right...

The system didn't say anything and it was still playing dead.

Suyuan left, and after a while, the system suddenly spoke.

[Oh no, I can’t find the protagonist at all. 】

[What do you mean? ] Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, then asked.

[He didn't know what happened, but the last place I monitored him was in the East China Sea.]

[East China Sea, isn’t that where? ]

[Yes, that is the place where the villain in the original novel summoned the ancient demon. ]

[Why did the protagonist go there? The guy who stabbed me from behind was not Wu Ling, right? Who was he?]

[That guy is the one who has been watching us secretly. ]

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Leng Shansheng had made a fatal move, intending to let his junior fellow apprentice die there as a sacrifice for the first batch of ancient demons to emerge into the world.

But Wu Ling did not let his plan succeed. When he was about to die, Amaterasu suddenly appeared and protected his entire soul, thus avoiding the first batch of abyss monsters.

Then the sword spirit followed its instinct and was attracted by the majestic divine power under the East Sea. It brought the black spirit's soul from underground to the bottom of the deep sea.

The divine power that came from nowhere began to nourish the black spirit's soul and reshape its body.

During the time when the Wu Ling was sleeping, the world was in chaos.

Eternal darkness descends upon the world.

Monsters crawled out of the cracked earth, invading and devouring the creatures on earth. The sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and heavy rain and wind were blowing.

The ancient demon on the horizon still stood there, and no one could approach him.

[It has finally come to this.] Yan Xi thought that this seemed to be an inevitable plot development in the small world, just like the climax that must occur before the finale.

When he was thinking about this, a plot suddenly popped into his mind.

The shock was so great that he fell into coma again.

then--

In the system space, Yan Sifang who suddenly appeared and the surprised system looked at each other.

【What happened?】Yanxi asked.

[It seems to have been squeezed out.] The system said.

【By whom? 】

[It's the original owner Yan Xi, right? Look.] The system pointed to the external window. In the screen, Yan Xi, dressed in black, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were empty, and then slowly filled with some doubts.

Then everyone looked at Yan Xi who had suddenly returned. He first adjusted his body, then opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door was an empty palace. Apart from him, there was no one else in sight. However, Yan Xi seemed to be very familiar with this place and knew which way to go without any hesitation.

But no matter how far he went, he was blocked by the Demon Lord again.

"How did you get out?" The evil man raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with interest.

"Suyuan." Yan Xi was not angry after being blocked. He looked at him calmly and uttered a name softly.

"You remember everything?" Suyuan's smile disappeared in an instant. He quickly moved closer, his eyes wide open, trying to see him clearly.

Yan Xi turned his head slightly to avoid him, then walked around Su Yuan and went out.

Suyuan looked at his unhurried back and did not stop him.

Everyone watched Yan Xi come out of the Demon Palace.

There was a hole in the sky, and endless rain poured down.

Yan Xi was dressed in black ink, with long hair hanging down. She stood in the rain, looking into the distance at the horizon.

Yan Sifang also looked in the direction of his gaze——

The sky is dark, but not completely black. Spots of bright light are still everywhere.

That is a sign that mortals, monks, monsters, and elves are still fighting against the abyss.

In the face of this catastrophe, no living being can retreat.

"Can you see it?" Yan Xi asked, but after waiting for a long time, no one responded to him.

Yan Sifang realized it later and tried to contact him using the system's usual method.

【Are you asking me? 】

"Yes." Yan Xi remained calm. "I don't know who you are, but judging from your recent actions, I think your purpose does not conflict with mine. Can you please stop causing trouble for me later?"

Yan Sifang was stunned for a moment, then spoke cautiously, "Okay?"

Yan Xi nodded, then took two more steps into the rain.

He looked in the direction of the Sky Sword Sect and slowly raised his arms.

The disciples of the Sky Sword Sect who were still defending against monsters all felt the earth shaking at the same time.

Then they watched helplessly as the Demon-Suppressing Tower that had stood in the sect for thousands of years suddenly rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky.

In mid-air, the Demon-Suppressing Tower kept shrinking and changing its shape. When it fell into Yan Xi's hands, it had turned into the shape of half a broken sword.

Yan Xi looked at the broken sword in his hand gently, recalling the past.

At that time, the body of Lord Mitian fell from the sky after being ambushed, and his precious sword fell with him. In the process of protecting its master and Wu Ling, it was split into two. One half fell into the secret realm and was guarded by the earth dragon, and the other half fell into the world of cultivation together with the seriously injured and unconscious sword spirit. Finally, it was picked up by the leader of the Tianjian Sect.

With a flash of inspiration, a half-sword spirit's shadow emerged from the sword. Yan Sifang was stunned for a moment before recognizing that this seemed to be the tower demon he had seen before?

The tower demon was still noisy. Even when he saw Yan Xi in Mitian form, he was not in a good mood. He just started to curse, "Well, you abandoned me for thousands of years, and now you come to find me when you need me?"

Yan Xi just smiled and gently comforted the sword spirit until it reluctantly retracted its sword body and agreed to cooperate with Yan Xi's actions.

Yan Xi looked at it lovingly for a while, then threw the sword away and headed towards the East China Sea.

The rain is falling harder and harder.

Above the East China Sea, there were thunder and lightning, and the sea was turning upside down.

The broken sword fell into it and disappeared.

Russian mongolia.

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and then a huge dragon shadow rose from the East China Sea.

-

The sleeping black spirit seemed to sense the call from the God thousands of miles away. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the power filling his body was stronger than ever before.

The black spirit grasped Amaterasu, whose mind was connected with his and they became one, and rushed out of the sea and into the sky in an unstoppable manner.

In mid-air, the ancient demon also noticed this powerful enemy and turned his eyes to look over.

When meeting those terrifying and huge eyes, Wu Ling's heart did not flinch at all.

A man and a demon were fighting in mid-air. Most of the other monks around them were injured or unfortunately died in the battle. No one could help him at this time.

But other people obviously couldn't intervene in the battle at this moment. The ancient demon was huge, but had no entity. It was just a ball of thick mist, with two balls of red devil fire in the middle like a pair of eyes staring at people.

The black spirit used its body as a sword, like a flying needle that shuttled through the black mist. It swung the sword thousands of times in an instant, and each sword could weaken the black mist a little bit.

However, his strength was constantly being consumed, and the black mist continued to flow. After fighting for a long time, Wu Ling was exhausted, and his body was swaying in the air, and he was about to fall, but he still couldn't find the guy's weak spot.

If he continued to fight like this, it seemed that there would be no way out. What should he do?

The people outside the battlefield were also in a stalemate when they saw this scene. Wu Ling's master, the leader of the Wanjian Sect, wanted to force himself to stand up and go over to lend him a hand, but was held down by other elders.

"You are so young, why do you have to go and die? I am less injured, so let me go."

After he finished speaking, another elder next to him said, "If one person goes up, he will die, so we should go together..."

But before they could go over to help, a vague shadow suddenly appeared behind Wu Ling.

"Wu Wei." Yan Xi said, "Close your eyes."

“Do you feel it?”

Wu Ling closed his eyes and a whole picture began to appear in front of him. In the dark sky and earth, white dots of light rose up little by little.

Yan Xi spoke again, "Did you see that? This is Amaterasu, and also the human heart. This great catastrophe of heaven and earth cannot be resisted by your own strength. Come and try to mobilize these forces."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ling opened his eyes again, his pupils widened, and a golden mark burned in his eyes.

And then there was the sword that everyone could see, the sword of salvation that split the sky and the earth and amazed the world. That sword pierced through the huge ancient demon in the sky, split the darkness, and brought the long-lost light to the world that was sinking into destruction.

The cracked earth returned to its original state, and the torn sky returned to peace. Wu Ling took a deep look at the Amaterasu Sword in his hand, and then slowly landed on the ground holding it. At this time, below him, his master, the sect, and many other fellow Taoists had gathered together, waiting for him here.

Wu Ling landed slowly on the ground. No one suddenly rushed up to surprise him. Everyone just gathered around him, looking at him with awe or shock. While Wu Ling was dealing with the concern of his master in his ears, he was also disturbed by the sword spirit that had just returned in his mind.

The sky brightened and peace returned to the world.

Yanxi and Yansifang had already left by then.

The Tiansheng Palace above the Ninth Heaven.

desolate.

Empty.

Yan Sifang's mission has not been completed yet, but now the original owner has returned to his body, and it seems that there is nothing for him to do. At this time, he remembered and wanted to ask the system again.

But the entire system space was empty and the system disappeared.

This is what happened.

He couldn't find the system, so he had to turn his gaze to Yan Xi, the only person he could see now.

Yan Xi seemed to have just noticed him, and a hint of doubt appeared on his calm face. He tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion, "You?"

"Aren't you going back yet?"

Yan Sifang was shocked, and many memories rushed into his mind in an instant.

The scene in front of me went dark.

A line of small black words appeared on the white screen.

GAME OVER.