The icy words were like a sharp steel sword, rcilessly slashing across the girl’s heart, riddled with a thousand wounds. The malice that enveloped her extinguished the fragile fla of hope that had just begun to flicker; unable to bear it, she leapt into the cold river, allowing the water to subrge her body.
Panic-stricken shouts erupted from around, as everyone frantically searched for the person who had just spoken. It was that single sentence that dood the precious life of a young girl.
However, by this ti, the Demon Lord had already left the scene with a mocking smile, thinking to himself, "Such a fragile life indeed." Read exclusive adventures at .Côm
At that mont, he seed to realize where this world ca from. Wasn’t this the Mortal Realm idealized by the great powers of the Three Realms and the Human Sages? At this mont, his interest in Lu Yu intensified.
On that very bridge, with his keen senses, he had already detected the lingering presence of Lu Yu. The mysterious veil of this world was about to be lifted. As the Demon Lord, he couldn’t rember the last ti he was this excited.
The last ti he had been so thrilled was during the Enlightennt of Buddha. Warehousing his excitent, he steadily advanced toward Lu Yu’s location.
Before long, he could see Lu Yu’s figure, sitting by the riverside not far away, holding a cup of hot tea, slowly savoring it.
A joyful smile spread across the Demon Lord’s face as he murmured to himself, "I have finally found you. Let’s see what secrets you hold."
With a smile, the Demon Lord approached Lu Yu and said, "It was not easy finding you, but this world is quite interesting."
Lu Yu, looking at the unfamiliar man in front of him, asked with so puzzlent, "Who are you?"
The smile on the Demon Lord’s face montarily stiffened. He had anticipated that his appearance would elicit a look of terror on Lu Yu’s face, satisfying his own perverse pleasure. However, because of his diminished aura, Lu Yu could not connect him with the fearso Demon Lord.
"Hehe, who am I!" the Demon Lord chuckled.
"I am the Lord of the Heavenly Demons, the calamity of all beings, the shadow of the world."
Yet in his eyes, the Lu Yu opposite him did not show the expected horror, only continued staring at him in surprise.
At this mont, the Demon Lord felt so anger stirring inside him. As his ti in this world deepened, his emotions seed to beco more enriched.
At the sa ti, he just noticed that there was another person beside Lu Yu, which startled him. Even though his power was steadily weakening, it shouldn’t be so severe that he wouldn’t notice another living person so close by.
Turning his head, he took a closer look at the mysterious figure next to Lu Yu. The figure seed familiar, and when he looked at the unclear face, a great fear overwheld his soul.
Cold sweat dropped down from his forehead. At that mont, he felt like a true mortal, overwheld by a profound sense of powerlessness, and he struggled to utter two words: "Ancestral Master."
At that mont, the Demon Lord finally understood what was so special about Lu Yu. This was clearly the handiwork of the Ancestral Master after Transcendence. The purpose was unclear, but what could be certain was that this was secretive. He knew that the end of his incarnation was near and that the information gathered here would not pass on to his original form.
Not achieving this would be to insult the title of the Ancestral Master.
In the eyes of the Demon Lord and Lu Yu, the Ancestral Master suddenly transford into a mist, and then the whole world began to feel illusory. Countless mists enveloped the two, and suddenly a purple light erged from the mist.
A majestic palace suddenly appeared, grand and dignified, surrounded by Purple Qi, with countless Daoist chants echoing through the great hall. In the very center of the hall, there was a plaque made of White Jade, engraved with three ancient characters: Purple Cloud Palace.
"Purple Cloud Palace? The place where the Ancestral Master preached." Lu Yu muttered to himself, not knowing why this palace was hidden within his mind. If it hadn’t been for the Demon Lord’s sches, Lu Yu might never have seen this legendary hall.
"Everyone thought that Purple Cloud Palace had disappeared with the Ancestral Master’s transcendence. Who would have thought it was hidden here? What exactly is the Ancestral Master planning?" At this mont, the Demon Lord’s mind was racing with thoughts. The Ancestral Master, mysterious in origin and a preacher to many, had beco the first to achieve transcendence and must have known so secrets.
Within the three realms, there should be no one he guarded against, unless it was in the Chaos beyond heaven and earth, the Demon Lord speculated in his heart.
As the Daoist chants started, Lu Yu found he couldn’t understand what was being said, only feeling dizzy and barely able to stand.
In contrast, the Demon Lord seed to hear sothing unbelievable. His eyes suddenly widened with incredulity and fear.
Then, with a "pop" sound, the Demon Lord exploded.
Yes, the incarnation of the Demon Lord simply inexplicably exploded, turning into countless particles that floated within Lu Yu’s mind. To Lu Yu, this scene was so eerie and horrifying. After all, this was a being nearly at the level of transcendence, and even his incarnation should not die so silently, so bizarrely.
The powdered Demon Lord transford into the purest Primordial Spirit Force, which was absorbed and assimilated by Lu Yu’s mind, rapidly augnting his Primordial Spirit. It even caused him a slight headache—a sign that the Primordial Spirit Force was too powerful for his body to match.
anwhile, the Purple Cloud Palace was also enveloped by the white mist in his mind and disappeared from Lu Yu’s sight, unreachable no matter how he sensed or searched.
Lu Yu could only withdraw from his mind carrying a belly full of puzzles and questions.
In reality, Lu Yu slowly opened his eyes, still holding the Portrait of a Beauty that had once triggered countless storms. However, the Portrait of a Beauty no longer held its previous mysteries.
With the death of the Demon Lord’s incarnation hidden within the painting, the scroll had lost its magical abilities and had beco just an ordinary Portrait of a Beauty.
Lu Yu let out a light sigh—this ti, he had been careless, not expecting that the Portrait of a Beauty admired by mortals would hide an incarnation of the Demon Lord. No wonder it had escaped the notice of the great powers of the three realms. Unfortunately for the Demon Lord, it had encountered Lu Yu, destroying years of plotting in an instant.
anwhile, in the dark stratum between the Chaos outside of heaven and the three realms, the Lord of the Heavenly Demons slowly opened his tightly shut eyes, with dark red blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Was one of my incarnations hidden among humans destroyed?" the Demon Lord said incredulously.
At the sa ti, he began to use his Divine Skills to deduce the cause and effect, preparing to speculate on the reasons behind the death of his incarnation.
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