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Chapter 272 271. Flowers bloom on the other side, the devil's reputation spreads far and wide (8.1K words - please subscribe)
Perhaps if others were to ambush the captain of the Five Elements Sky-Snatching Boat, a being in the late third realm of Xuanhuang, there would be many unexpected events, twists and turns, and great dangers, but for Song Yan, there were none of those.

He did not encounter any accidents and successfully captured Ling Qianyi, making him his new incarnation.

Then, everything went as smoothly as a sharp knife cutting through tofu.

He successfully seized the Five Elements Sky-Plundering Boat and transformed three Five Elements clan members of the Five Spirits Demon Palace into avatars. He then let the three avatars carry out their original activities step by step to conceal their tracks.

After completing the reception of the Five Elements Sky-Snatching Boat, Song Yan immediately planted the seed given to him by Ning Daozhen in a secret realm in the dragon corpse.

A tiny seed can reach the sky.

Song Yan didn't know what was in the Nine Heavens, but he knew that it must be extremely chaotic.

Even though he may have often walked on a path that was risking his life in the past, he still had the confidence, decisiveness and resoluteness to break through the impasse when faced with a crisis.

But this doesn't mean that he likes to face such a crisis.

The realm before Jiexu is nothing but a fire based on projection, but the realm after that requires real fire. One needs to actually go to the place where the moon and the sun are, and then use the skills to absorb the real fire of the moon and the sun, and condense the "world embryo" formed by the "natal realm", thus forming a real world, a world that belongs to you completely.

The races in this world are the elves that you created. The strength of these people may even benefit you.

Song Yan opened the jade slip given to him by Ning Daozhen.

The jade slips are divided into different categories and cover a lot of things, but generally speaking they include two methods.

1. Tianqi Sword Dao, this is the inheritance of Tianqi Sword Palace, recording the methods of future cultivation. However, due to the existence of the natal talisman, the methods vary from person to person, so this inheritance only gives the general direction, but does not determine the specific methods.

Of course, if one can meet some of the requirements of the sword, one can also comprehend some of the real killer moves recorded in "Tianqi Sword Dao" to gain a great advantage in fighting with the same realm, but these killer moves can only be practiced by sword cultivators;
2: Some of Mr. Ning’s experiences.

However, with Song Yan's current realm, he can only barely get a glimpse of the skills and information of the early stage of the Jiexu realm.

Even so, the tip of the iceberg that Mr. Ning revealed allowed him to see the subsequent world and made him understand why the upper limit of the "fifth-level cultivation realm" is the realm of the spirit world.

Mr. Ning said: The realm of the spiritual world is the last step between "false gods" and "true gods".

If you step over it, you will become the true God.

If you can't get over it, then it's still a false god.

In the past, when the Nine Heavens were still peaceful, one only had to follow the steps to enter the Nine Heavens and collect the true fire, then one could pass through this realm. But now, if one wants to enter the Nine Heavens, the difficulty is almost a nightmare, because deep in the Nine Heavens is where the Mad Saint resides.

The jade slip also describes the current situation of the "Sixth Level Cultivation Land".

Nowadays, the so-called "sixth-level cultivation land" only far exceeds the fifth-level in number in the Realm of Realm of Spirit, but those above the Realm of Spirit are rare. Except for some old forces with solid foundations who can go to the Ninth Heaven through the method of "old protecting the young" to allow the younger generations to use true fire for cultivation, others can only take risks or rely on powerful forces in order to get such an opportunity in the future.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Emperor Chang Ye chose to join the Tianqi Sword Palace, because in the eyes of that tyrannical monarch, the people of the Tianqi Sword Palace were always more reliable than the various demons in the Demon Mountain Star Region, right? After all, who doesn't want to be surrounded by good people?

Unfortunately, true and false, false and true, Emperor Changye's judgment was wrong. The disciples who came to Tianqi Sword Palace to accept him were far more evil than the demons in the Demon Mountain Star Domain.

Nine days of danger.

It's hard to tell the truth from the fake.

Song Yan chose not to get into danger and waited patiently.

He has to wait for the seed to mature.

When Song Yan began to think about these things, he was sitting on the head of the huge dragon corpse.

In the lonely void, in the distant ruins, sits a dragon head as cold as ice and steel, with its whiskers moving in front of it. As for the dragon's body, it is constantly scattering tiny evil thoughts, and each of these evil thoughts is at the Purple Mansion level.

Song Yan knew that these were the evil thoughts of the Heavenly Demon, but he did not know how to dispel these thoughts with the dragon corpse, because all the dragon boats were built by the one in charge of the Five Spirits Heavenly Demon Palace.

Ning Yunmiao landed beside him, wearing straw sandals, a linen shirt, and her sparkling jade toes exposed.

Her steps were not disguised.

She gave a complicated look to her junior fellow apprentice who was no longer pretending.

After spending all these days together, how could she not see the true face of her junior brother?
He is cunning, evil, despicable, and unscrupulous. Once he grows up, he will be a terrifying demon that will be difficult to control.

All the interactions we had in the Jiuhe Kongzhou and later in the Tianqi Sword Palace were just a disguise of being junior brother and sister.

If she had known her junior brother's true nature, she would have killed him with a single blow of her sword.

But now, not only was she unable to kill this demon, she also had to partner with him.

Moreover, even if they were to fight, she might not be a match for this demon.

She hadn't thought she would end up here, but that's exactly what she ended up doing.

Now, although she did not show anything on the surface, her heart was in turmoil and she was extremely conflicted.

Ning Yunmiao was thinking when Song Yan suddenly moved to the side and said, "Senior Sister, come and sit down."

"Ah."

Ning Yunmiao responded and sat beside him.

Song Yan said in a deep voice: "I am worried about my fellow disciples of Tianqi Sword Palace and Elder Ning. The disciples of Xuehe Sect are extremely rampant. They have been dormant for many years, but they choose to act now. This is an ominous sign."

After saying this, he raised his head and sighed, "The righteous path of heaven and earth is so vicissitudes."

Ning Yunmiao gave him a strange look.

Song Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister, do you think that someone like me is not worthy of mentioning the word righteousness?"

Ning Yunmiao was not the kind of person who would say polite words. Song Yan's words to some extent revealed her thoughts, so she nodded.

Song Yan said: "Senior sister once said something about fellow disciples. She said that the evil spirits are cunning, and they have to be cunning, and they have no choice but to walk in the darkness."

After saying this, he paused for a moment and looked at Ning Yunmiao seriously, his eyes clear and sincere.

"If I say I had no choice, would you believe me, Senior Sister?"

Ning Yunmiao's first reaction was disbelief.

Others play the role of evil spirits, but you are the real devil.

Song Yan didn't say anything, but continued to look at Ning Yunmiao, then slowly reached out and wanted to hold her hand.

Ning Yunmiao did not retreat. At this point, when she was wandering around the world with Song Yan, she already knew that her fate was completely tied to this man, and some things were bound to happen. So, she let him cover her hand with his palm, then lowered her head and said word by word: "I don't know."

Song Yan said: "Then Senior Sister, why don't you witness it in person and witness it beside me."

As he spoke, his hand had already slowly climbed up, his fingers touching the hair hanging down beside Ning Yunmiao's ear, and he gently lifted it to the side.

His fingertips accidentally touched Ning Yunmiao's earlobe, and the latter trembled slightly.

If Song Yan was still a little guy in the Xuanhuang realm, then she could completely treat him as a child, but now Song Yan has become someone at the same realm as her.

She has feelings.

Moreover, after seeing Song Yan's terrifying potential, she also vaguely felt that she would be left far behind by this junior brother in the future, so why not serve the devil to prevent this junior brother from going astray? Isn't this another way to follow the right path?

However, another little person immediately jumped out and shouted in her mind: "You can't do this. You can't be with him. He is only more than two thousand years old and is still a child. Besides, don't you like righteous sword cultivators the most? For example, the fake Song Yan from Tianqi Sword Palace should be more in line with your preferences, right? No, absolutely not. '

Her eyes were a little blurry.

The next moment, she screamed.

She had leaned back, onto her back.

She subconsciously bent her long legs, raised her knees, and threw Song Yan forward, pressing him directly on top of her.

Ning Yunmiao looked at Song Yan, but Song Yan did not attack immediately, but waited.

Sure enough, Ning Yunmiao said: "Promise me one thing."

Song Yan said: "I will become a good swordsman with great righteousness."

Ning Yunmiao stopped talking and closed her eyes.

She was silent.

Song Yan naturally wouldn't stop.

He started to move forward.

She felt like a cloud in the sky, being blown away by the strong wind and blown to a higher sky; she felt like a rock in the water, being hit by the angry tide, splashing white foam.
The voice in her heart that said “No, absolutely not” gradually weakened.

Song Yan finally got back together with his senior sister.

Every inch of it is fine.

The cold dragon corpse, the vast starry sky, the dancing black hair, the tightly curled toes, the endless conquest, explosion, and scattering. Time seems to have stood still, frozen into a dark, mysterious yet beautiful picture.

"Seed, seed, plant it. When will you take root and sprout?"

Po Xu Yu Zhuang was lying on the ground, holding her chin with her hands, pouting, her eyes sparkling like crystals but revealing the stiffness unique to a puppet, her hands supporting her porcelain-white little face like blooming flowers.

She liked the seed very much, so she lay down where Song Yan had planted the seed.

Suddenly, her mind moved slightly, and she stood up, looking at the ripples expanding in the secret realm, and at the man and woman who appeared walking together.

There is a feminine scent on men, and there is a masculine scent on women and even in their bodies.

Poxu Yuzhuang originally disliked the woman. She was afraid of her and annoyed because she was powerful and despised her. But after seeing that she had the aura of her father, her mentality changed a little.

"Daddy!"

She shouted happily.

She is a wood spirit from the underworld.

The jade slip given by Ning Daozhen also gave a simple description and speculation about this existence: All things in the world were created by a powerful being, and the elves of the five elements of the underworld were naturally created by a powerful being related to the underworld, and this powerful being might even be a later saint.

The five elements elves of the underworld obviously possess an extremely long lifespan. Such a beautiful woman is actually not much different from a two or three-year-old human girl.

At this time, after calling "Daddy", Poxu Yuzhuang looked at him timidly, until Song Yan opened his arms, she flew towards her father from afar like every daughter who was close to her father.

Song Yan spun her in the air three times before putting her down. He then turned his head slightly to look at his senior sister beside him and said, "Yuzhuang, call me mother."

The Han sisters who were practicing nearby suddenly stopped practicing and stood up one after another, looking a little nervous.

Song Yan said: "Auntie."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang called out, "Auntie."

Song Yan pointed at Xiao Wei'er and said, "Second Mother."

Po Xu Yuzhuang shouted, "Auntie."

Finally, there is the little bell.

"Sanniang."

The Han sisters felt relieved when they saw Song Yan arranged the order in this way. What they feared most was that Song Yan would return to his own world and no longer want them.

Now, this ending is acceptable.

Xiao Weier stepped forward, looked at Ning Yunmiao and said, "Big sister."

Little Bell also went up reluctantly to pay her respects to her elder sister.

Ning Yunmiao had mixed feelings. She couldn't accept the idea of ​​a third person joining her other than her Taoist partner. But thinking of her responsibility to "guide Song Yan and prevent him from falling into evil", she nodded gently and said, "You are all my husband's wives. From now on, you must watch over me together to prevent him from going astray."

Xiao Weier said: "Yes, big sister."

Little Bell said: "Whatever you do is right, it's not evil!"

Ning Yunmiao looked at this "traitor in the harem" and suddenly felt a bit cold. She scolded, "Han Lingzi, will you be happy only if your husband becomes a monster?"

Little Bell pouted, but didn't look at Song Yan, fearing that her husband would be embarrassed. She felt unhappy, but she still said respectfully: "Big sister is right."

Into the night
Song Yanxiang had three daughters.

With Han Weizi around, Ning Yunmiao was exhausted and so paralyzed that she didn't even want to move a finger.

Perhaps it was because they had slept in the same bed, but after more than ten days, the relationship between the three women improved slightly. Even though they still had disagreements in their hearts, they were no longer so awkward on the surface.

One day, Song Yan brought Ning Yunmiao to the small secret realm where the seeds were buried.

Poxu Yuzhuang sat next to the seed and practiced.

As always, she inhaled the mysterious energy and exhaled the air of the underworld. The surging air of the underworld was like a flame burning in the darkness, like a sea beast with bared fangs in the deep sea.

"She is your daughter." Song Yan reminded Ning Yunmiao who was frowning at the aura of the underworld.

He is quite satisfied with his current relationship, which gives him a sense of home.

Home was once a very distant word.

He never thought about it.

But now, he has a group of people who have seen his true face, are not controlled by him, but are willing to stay by his side.

He doesn't want discord among his family.

Ning Yunmiao looked at the ceramic female cultivator who was staring at her with fearful eyes. The female cultivator looked pitiful, but she was just a puppet. The evil tree was hidden inside.
"I am father's daughter and aunt's daughter as well." Po Xu Yuzhuang mustered up her courage and clenched her fists.

Ning Yunmiao said: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

This statement did not go against her principles.

Because she also regarded it as her responsibility to teach Yuzhuang and prevent her from falling into evil ways.

Song Yan's mind moved, and a transparent jade bead suddenly appeared in his hand. There seemed to be white smoke flowing inside the jade bead, which looked very dreamy.

This is what he got in the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

When he got it, the jade bead was fighting against the power of the blood river in the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss, which made him think for a moment that there must be a ghost cultivator in it.

However, after exploring for a period of time, he discovered that this was just a pure bead, and there was not even any secret realm inside.

Thinking of the yin energy of the bead, the underworld energy of Poxu Yuzhuang, and the relationship between the ghost cultivator born from the yin energy and the "Queen", Song Yan took out the bead.

Po Xu Yu Zhuang went forward to sniff it, and Shu He Xu Fa controlled his tongue to lick it again, so that the root sticking out from the hole on the tip of the tongue could come into close contact with the scent on the bead.

And at the moment of touching, Poxu Yuzhuang's eyes opened wide, revealing an expression of extreme comfort and pleasure.

Song Yan watched this scene and thought to himself: No wonder Elder Ning said that this thing and I have a connection. Both Yuzhuang and the ghost cultivator with me have a connection with this thing.

He placed the bead in Poxu Yuzhuang's hand and said, "Here you go."

"Really?" Poxu Yuzhuang was very happy.

Ning Yunmiao seemed to have seen Poxu Yuzhuang turn into an evil giant tree. She looked unhappy. After thinking for a while, she advised, "My dear, you should give things to children slowly. This pearl has a restrained Yin energy. If you let little Yuzhuang get it, what if the Yin energy attacks Yuzhuang and makes her lose her original intelligence?"

After that, she honestly confessed her true thoughts: "Junior brother, you promised me that you would be a righteous swordsman, so our daughter should not be an evil demon."

Song Yan took the beads from Poxu Yuzhuang again, handed them to Ning Yunmiao, and said, "Yuzhuang and Madam should get along well."

Po Xu Yuzhuang pursed her lips, as if the long-awaited lollipop was in her mouth for a moment and then taken away.

unhappy.

Ning Yunmiao took out a yellow gourd from her waist, and then grabbed a cup. She shook the gourd slightly, poured out the wine, and handed it to Poxu Yuzhuang, saying, "This wine contains all kinds of worldly things. If you drink it, it will also improve your spiritual wisdom. This is a small compensation for taking your things."

Song Yan already knew that his senior sister was cultivating the word "red dust", and at this moment he could see clearly the composition of the wine.

In addition to some rare medicines, there are many "ideas" in this wine.

The interesting thing is that these thoughts are all beautiful thoughts, clear, clean and pure.
Anyone who experiences these thoughts will surely feel happy and be able to reflect on themselves and grow through these experiences.

Compared with the obsession with the bitter sea, these are simply two extremes.

"Senior sister is so biased. There was no such good wine in the gourd you gave me before." Song Yan said.

Po Xu Yuzhuang raised her little hand and brought the wine to Song Yan, but she seemed a little worried because in her memory, wine was hard to drink. She still remembered that when she was a child, her father wanted to drink wine and she secretly pierced the wine jar. So, she stretched out her tongue and licked the surface of the wine.

After this lick, her eyes widened, and then she resolutely handed it forward and placed it in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan was both moved and amused by what he saw.

Ning Yunmiao saw this scene, and her impression of Xiao Yuzhuang improved a little. She thought to herself, "Although it is an evil tree, its nature is not bad. It can be taught a lesson."

Song Yan didn't save any for Ning Yunmiao. He drank the wine in one gulp, then handed the cup back and said, "Senior Sister, Yuzhuang is now in your hands."

During these days, the two of them slept in the same bed, and many secrets were not hidden. Ning Yunmiao knew what he was going to do.
"Are you really going to the Sea of ​​Bitterness?"

Song Yan nodded and said, "Old Ning is right. Gu Mohan is more suitable to be my master. Although he is gone, his lifelong wish is to save the sea of ​​suffering. Now I have to go there too. I will also take this secret realm containing the seeds with me."

After he finished speaking, he felt the corner of his clothes being grabbed.

Xiao Yuzhuang looked at him eagerly and wanted to go with him.

quickly
The Han sisters who were practicing also got the news and looked at him eagerly, wanting to go with him and were unwilling to stay on the Five Elements Sky-Snatching Boat.

Considering that there were three avatars on the Five Elements Sky-Snatching Boat, Song Yan nodded. He then put the whole family into the secret realm, stored them in the Qi Box, and returned to the human world.

On the dark earth.

Song Yan took out the magic sword made of gold from the underworld, on which floated the geniuses of the world of Emperor Cunxin, and also took out Emperor Cunxin from the Nine Dragon Tower.

The emperor in the tower had already made preparations.

During this period of time, he had also thought it through: rather than dying, becoming a sword spirit might not be a bad choice. At least he could look to the future and see how many people would die under his sword. For this reason, he could even accept the little guy whom he once looked down upon and even despised as his master.

"I'm ready." Di Cunxin glanced at the giant face outside through the Nine Dragon Tower, then said in a deep voice, "Master."

Song Yan nodded, took out the fire of the underworld, and was about to refine it.

At this moment, a graceful figure in hemp clothes emerged from the Qi box.

Ning Yunmiao asked: "Junior brother, what are you going to do?"

There was an expression in her eyes that said, "I can't just watch you refine the living soul."

Song Yan said seriously: "I'll make it happen."

Ning Yunmiao looked as if she didn't understand you and snorted coldly, "Don't try to fool me."

Song Yan sighed and said, "Sister, I want to be a sword cultivator. First of all, I need a sword. I have thought that no one is more suitable to be the sword spirit of this sword than Di Cunxin. If he doesn't become the sword spirit, he will die. This is a matter of mutual consent. Moreover, Di Cunxin is an evil person. What's wrong with me killing him?"

Ning Yunmiao said: "To refine the sword with the living soul, this... this is the work of the evil demon!"

Song Yanyi was blocked here.

Sometimes sweet talk is worse than silence.

Ning Yunmiao quickly figured it out. She sighed softly, closed her eyes and said, "Don't do it again next time. Otherwise, don't touch me."

After saying this, she went back into the Qi Box.

Emperor Cunxin watched this scene silently from across the Nine Dragon Tower, and then said: "Master, I am convinced by you. If I turn into a sword and follow you, I will definitely be able to see more scenery."

Song Yan didn't waste any time. He took out the water and fire from the underworld and used the forging technique to start reforging the golden human-faced sword.

It roared like thunder, and the heaven and earth trembled.

Because of the five spirits of Ling Qianyi, there is no need to worry about the fire temperature being insufficient.

After spending 9981 days to merge Emperor Cunxin's soul into the golden human-faced sword, Song Yan took out the magic sword he had obtained from the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty before, and spent another three years forging it into the golden human-faced sword, eventually turning it into a dark golden long sword.

The human face on the sword was completely hidden, and the emperor's mind was completely integrated with the sword.

Song Yan held the sword in his hand and felt a strong sense of greed coming from the sword. The word "Yin" was what the emperor was cultivating intentionally, and "Yin" meant to attract people from all directions and accept everyone who comes.

He played with it for a while, then put his two fingers together and the sword flew like a flash of light, a long rainbow breaking through the sky, and an chilling air that was overwhelming.

"This sword is called Tan Lang."

Song Yan's mind moved, and he transformed slightly and dived into this sea of ​​suffering.

Song Yanyou still remembered the first time he saw the Sea of ​​Bitterness. The sky was grey and the earth was dark. In the center was a blade that seemed to separate the day and night. When people were in it, they had to deal with the invasion of obsessions all the time. If they were not careful, they would get lost in it.

Now that I see the bitter sea again, the sea breeze on my face is indescribably comfortable, and it feels like returning to my homeland.

However, even if he drained the entire sea of ​​suffering, he would not be able to gain anything.

A mere fourth-level Xuan cultivation land, the Sea of ​​Bitterness, was already too weak for him.

The next moment, Song Yan raised his hand and took out the seeds he had planted before from the secret realm.

Ning Daozhen once said, "If you plant this seed, you will be able to fulfill your wish. You will inherit Brother Mo Han's last wish, transform the obsession with the sea of ​​suffering, and transform the evil thoughts of the devil."

Before, he planted this seed in the secret realm, but it was of little use.

At this time, he replanted it by the edge of the bitter sea.

He had already checked this kind of name through his all-knowing wisdom.

【Tree species on the other side】

This is the name of the seed.

I know its name, but I don't know where it comes from or its function.

The seeds fell on the edge of the sea of ​​suffering.

Song Yan began to wait quietly.

"No."

There was a cultivator in the Western Underworld who took back the Guanchen Jade Disk.

The use of jade bi involves certain costs and consumption, and has unknown risks. It is generally not used unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, if you rashly investigate other people's past and find out something that you shouldn't find, there will be endless troubles.

In addition, the Guanchen Jade Bi has a "range" and will only take effect when the target is within the range.

The dead have left this world. Even if the members of the Xuehe Sect want to learn something through Ming Ruyin, they are powerless and cannot realize it.

"It's normal that he's not here. Since that man killed Ruyin, he must know a lot of secrets. Why would he stay here?"

"The only uncertainty is whether Ning Yunmiao is really dead. If not, it would be intriguing."

"Don't worry, Blood Ancestor has arranged a lot of people, that person won't leave too far."

The fifth level of Xuan Xiu land is 50 years away from the Western Netherworld by airboat.
The two monks put away the Guanchen Jade Disk in the snow.

"Logically, he should be here. This is his best choice, but why is there no movement?"

"Look for him again, he can't escape!"

In the Shuangque area heading towards the right direction from the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

An old man stroked his beard, put away the Guanchen Jade Disk, and shook his head slowly.
Several teams of monks were secretly exploring various places.

Anyone who exists in the land of cultivation will not escape investigation.

However, the members of the Xuehe Sect did not dare to act in a high-profile manner and could only go there secretly under the pretext of doing work or looking for opportunities.

More than a hundred years passed in a flash.

The preliminary exploration results from various routes have also been fed back to Liu Zun.

The male cultivator with the dead leaf pattern on his forehead listened to the news coming from all sides in the cave, and eliminated them one by one with reference to the map.

Yun Linzi looked at the map and said, "Lord Liu, the star regions on both sides are vast and he is not in the most likely hiding places around him. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack if we want to find him."

Liu Zun frowned and said, "This boy has a great secret, but I don't believe he will kill Ning Yunmiao."

Yun Linzi said: "No one can predict it. Ning Yunmiao's soul lamp suddenly went out. No one can rehearse it in advance."

Liu Zun nodded slightly and said thoughtfully, "The news that was sent back said that a great battle broke out in the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss, but now it has disappeared, but no one knows who did it."

He tapped his fingers on the jade tabletop, and then he changed his mind and said, "Nowadays, the legend of that demon is circulating in the Western Underworld. How he killed the Emperor Changye has also been revealed."

"With the power of Saint Wa, people are brought into the depths of the Nine Heavens. The Saint Wa Vessel is worthy of its reputation." Yun Linzi sighed, and then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "Lord Liu, if that's the case, why don't we go with the flow?
Let Song Yan, the pride of our palace, give that man the name of "Great Demon", saying that he can take over other people's bodies at will, so that both the good and evil forces should be careful to guard against him.

When the Immortal Dynasty of Changfeng came to our palace, the Emperor Changye was protected by us. He died at the hands of the great demon. Our Tianqi Sword Palace can completely list him on the list of evil demons, set up a very high bounty, and require the many righteous sects in the Wanjian Domain to kill this beast.

By then, the world will not tolerate him, and his ability to take over other people's bodies will be feared by others, so he will have nowhere to go."

Liu Zun said: "You are so vicious that you let the fake Song Yan call for the pursuit and killing of him."

Yun Linzi smiled and said, "If he is angry, that would be great. Liu Zun, what do you think?"

Liu Zun nodded slightly and said, "I will tell that person about this matter and let him make the arrangements. This way, it won't arouse suspicion."

The world of Emperor's heart.
Bitter seaside.

The tree planted by Song Yan finally bloomed a flower, a red flower, as red as the blood of the underworld fire.

This flower blooms in the gray sea of ​​suffering, appearing particularly glaring.

The moment the flower bloomed, the sea of ​​suffering seemed to boil.

Song Yan's spiritual consciousness fell down.

The first layer of the Sea of ​​Bitterness is the obsession layer, the second layer is the corrupted layer, the third layer is the obsession building layer, and the fourth layer is the channel connecting to other worlds.
This is what the sea of ​​suffering is all about.

There is no fifth layer in the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

But at this moment, the fifth floor opened in front of Song Yan.

The fragrance of the flowers was like a navigation light guiding the dead souls back home, and ripples suddenly spread below the fourth floor, as if the gates of hell had opened, and countless obsessions of the dead souls surged upward from below like a tide of fish migrating with the ocean current.

Song Yanyu drew out the Greedy Wolf Sword, moved his body, sat cross-legged under the red flower, and uttered a word: "Lead!"

In an instant, the infinite obsession here, and the creatures in the sea of ​​suffering came towards him one after another.

The sea of ​​suffering surges, the waves turn into countless demons, the buildings collapse, and ghosts cry and demons howl.

Large-scale gravitational field, small-scale free domain
One is big and the other is small. The former attracts and the latter seizes, and then there is the spell of death in substitution.

Song Yan's cultivation began to advance at an incredible speed.

It would take others at least tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, to cultivate to the late stage of the world spirit, but he was already achieving perfection at the fastest speed.
He sat by the sea of ​​suffering.

The obsession is dissipating quickly.

It looked as if he had converted him.

Ning Yunmiao looked at this scene and felt that what her junior brother was doing was a good thing, but the way he was doing it was extremely evil. For a moment, she didn't know whether Song Yan was inheriting the will of Senior Gu Mohan.

While Song Yan was "purifying" the devil's obsession, he was looking at the fifth floor. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly because a rolling boundary stone caught his attention.

The three words "Zi Yang City" could be vaguely seen on the boundary stone. This was the mortal city he had encountered on the chessboard of the Great Dao.

At the same time, the name of "Great Devil" began to spread in both the righteous and evil realms.
(End of this chapter)