After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Deep in the mountains of Shiwan.

Miasma covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

Deep underground, an ancient altar is hidden.

The altar was surrounded by dark green moss, covered with layers of blackened, hardened scabs.

Thousands of years of human sacrifice have made the air here incredibly thick and sticky.

In the very center of the altar stood a beast bone totem several meters tall.

It was covered with twisted and eerie runes.

Click.

A faint cracking sound echoed from the deathly silent underground.

A pitch-black crack blasted open from the base of the beast bones.

Beneath the altar lies a deep pit.

There, there was a pile of black mud composed entirely of a viscous substance.

The surface of the black mud bulged up with sticky pustules.

Snapped.

The abscess ruptured.

It smelled it.

A thousand miles away, a pure and domineering aura of demonic energy emanated.

"Chief!"

It...it's awake!

......

At the same time.

At 30,000 feet, the clouds churned.

A helicopter tore through the air and sped toward Jiangcheng.

Zhou Ran leaned back in the large head seat.

Between the five fingers of his right hand, a wisp of black and gold spiritual energy was rapidly moving and swirling.

This is the visual change after the formation of the Mind-Only Golden Elixir.

Spiritual energy materializes.

With a flick of the wrist, this wisp of spiritual energy can slice through the composite armor of a main battle tank.

He looked out at the sea of ​​clouds.

His eyes, a blend of purple and gold, were deep and unfathomable.

His mind raced, reviewing the entire situation.

He secluded himself in Laoshan for half a year.

The situation outside has long been in chaos.

The rebels in the underworld have completely abandoned all pretense of civility and have colluded with the Western Holy Radiance Consortium.

This group of people wanted to forcibly tear open a long-term, stable channel between Yin and Yang on the earth's veins.

This is just the trouble on the surface.

The deeper hidden danger lies in the top-secret memories left behind by Ye Futian within that shattered primordial black bead.

The Void Realm, the Graveyard of the Gods.

And then there's the Moon Princess, who stands above the Milky Way and crushes millions of demons with a single finger.

The gaze of the illusory realm will eventually fall upon Earth, this plane depleted of spiritual energy.

Faced with this group of beings who treat the world as a hunting ground, Earth's original defense network is simply no match.

The net must be re-laid.

You must make your move early.

Zhou Ran's fingers suddenly stopped, and the black-gold spiritual energy returned to his palm.

A word popped into my head.

Extraterrestrial demons.

The taboos worshipped by the Black Witch Village in Southern Xinjiang have existed for generations.

When I seized the dragon core and subdued Xiao Rou, I didn't have time to investigate in detail.

After forming the Golden Core and completely mastering Ye Futian's fragmented memories of the Demon Realm, all the broken clues were connected into a single thread.

To make Earth an impregnable fortress, we must first clear away all these mines.

The vast mountains of southern Xinjiang cannot be left unexplored.

"It's peeled."

A very humble whisper came from at his feet, interrupting Zhou Ran's calculations.

Xiao Rou knelt on the cabin floor.

His thighs were pressed tightly against the wool carpet, his body hunched over, not daring to overstep the mark in the slightest.

She held a small, delicate white jade porcelain plate in both hands.

On the plate are grapes that have just been peeled by hand.

Crystal clear, with plump flesh.

She even picked out the white pith from the fruit with a silver needle.

Zhou Ran lowered his eyelids and glanced at her coldly.

"What exactly is this 'extraterrestrial demon' that Black Witch Village keeps mentioning?"

Zhou Ran spoke.

The voice was soft, and the tone was flat.

Xiao Rou's hand holding the white jade porcelain plate trembled suddenly.

Her face turned deathly pale, and she scrambled back half a foot, slamming her forehead hard against the floor.

Think carefully before you answer.

Zhou Ran's tone was devoid of any warmth.

I don't listen to nonsense.

"There's a made-up line: 'I'll throw you off here.'"

"This servant would not dare to lie..."

Xiao Rou's voice trembled as she desperately searched her mind for the contents of the core ancient texts passed down in the forbidden area of ​​Black Witch Village.

"The ancient books in the village record..."

That thing was neither human nor monster.

It was something that fell from a crack in the sky thousands of years ago.

With each word Xiaorou spoke, she would glance fearfully at the tip of Zhou Ran's black leather boots.

"The ancient books depict it as a huge lump of black mud."

"Black mud?"

Zhou Ran raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, living black mud."

Recalling the distorted and bloody scenes in the ancient books, fear flashed in Xiaorou's eyes.

"They don't have a fixed shape."

Yet it can be infinitely varied.

"Even a living creature touched by a single trace..."

The body began to dissolve from the bones, turning into a pool of foul-smelling pus, completely merging with the clump of black mud.

"Living people will be melted into its body, becoming its limbs!"

Xiao Rou trembled more and more as she spoke, her breathing becoming rapid.

"The elders of the village have passed down this dying saying through generations:"

That was an ominous sign of world destruction, the nemesis of all living things.

We can only worship it for generations to come, and we must never have the slightest thought of resistance…

Zhou Ran did not interrupt her.

Divine sense probed into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ye Futian's memories of "demonic minions" were forcibly pulled out.

In the picture.

There is a peculiar creature in the sixth heaven below the Demon Realm.

There is no magic system.

It has no soul and is not bound by the laws of the demon realm.

Their sole purpose is to assimilate, melt, and eliminate all resistance on the living plane!

Zhou Ran compared Xiao Rou's description with the images in his mind one by one.

Living black mud.

Melt a living person.

It's exactly the same.

Zhou Ran's purple-gold demonic eyes deepened, and a cruel sneer appeared on his lips.

Oh.

In the vast mountains of southern Xinjiang, there lives a foreign demon, feared for thousands of years by the witchcraft lineage, who worships living people.

They are not gods at all.

They're nothing more than low-level cannon fodder in the demon realm!

Zhou Ran's mind quickly shifted to the strategic level.

Chaos is imminent in the underworld.

For the rebels to gain a foothold in a place brimming with yang energy, they absolutely cannot do so with just yin spirits.

They desperately need a physical body that can move in the mortal realm, or a powerful material medium.

These "Heavenly Demon Black Mud" underground in southern Xinjiang, capable of assimilating everything, are the henchmen the rebels have been dreaming of.

The rebel forces of the underworld will definitely extend their reach into the southern borderlands.

Zhou Ran's eyes turned extremely cold.

Want to use someone else to do your dirty work?

it is good.

Let the mountains of southern Xinjiang become a meat grinder for all invaders!

Since Black Witch Village has always worshipped this rotten mud, it's perfect to use it as bait.

Once the rebels from the underworld come into contact with the Black Mud, they will think they have found the ultimate trump card.

Wait until they've bet all their chips.

He smashed the card table and the people playing cards to pieces with one punch.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Ran lowered his eyes to look at Xiao Rou, who was still trembling.

He lifted his foot.

The black leather boots jutted out, domineeringly lifting Xiao Rou's chin.

Xiao Rou was forced to look up, only to be met head-on by those purple-gold eyes.

"From today onwards, forget your village's ridiculous ancestral precepts."

The words fell.

A stream of pure, primordial blood energy, flowing from the tip of his leather boot, forcefully pierced Xiao Rou's throat!

It penetrated directly into her meridians!

boom!

Xiao Rou trembled violently, and her eyes instantly became bloodshot.

The withered and shrunken meridians swelled wildly under the influence of the primordial qi and blood energies stimulated by the Golden Elixir of the Mind.

Click click click!

The frozen and cracked bones were forcibly crushed and then brutally repaired by qi and blood.

The dried-out flesh and blood regained their vitality.

An overwhelming and domineering power surged wildly within his body.

The intense pain, mixed with the exhilarating feeling of a surge in cultivation, exploded in his mind.

A low, beast-like growl escaped her throat.

"That kind of trash."

Zhou Ran looked down at her, his voice icy and chilling.

"Next time I see one, I'll make you tear it up."

If you can't win the fight, then die.

Xiao Rou's pupils contracted sharply.

Feeling the surge of power within my body.

The arrogance of the man before her, who didn't even put the legendary "Heavenly Demon" in his eyes, completely ignited the beast within her.

Fear was crushed.

Possessiveness, a sense of submission.

The fervor, absolutely dominated by ultimate power, reached its peak at this moment!