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

A single sentence was uttered.

In the middle of the gray light net, he forcibly defined a slit.

Zhou Ran rushed through the gap, his right fist igniting with black flames.

The multi-eyed native's chest eyes all turned into vertical pupils, and he raised his palm to strike.

The palm strike pressed down like a mountain.

Zhou Ran punched him.

boom!

The black-gold blood energy and the gray laws exploded simultaneously.

Zhou Ran's right arm scales cracked extensively, and the bones made a grinding sound.

The multi-eyed native's metacarpal bone was burned through by the Asura Demon Fire.

It has no emotions, only instincts.

That thing had more eyes open.

The gray light coalesced once more.

Zhou Ran's eyelids twitched.

This thing feels no pain, no fear.

A killing machine born from local laws.

We cannot linger in battle.

He took out the Gu shell that Xiao Rou had given him from his pocket with his left hand; the Gu shell had a thin crack.

When it encounters a regular entity, it will crack.

Zhou Ran put away the Gu shell, kicked the multi-eyed native in the chest, and used the force to retreat.

The multi-eyed native was kicked back half a step, and the eyeball in his palm was already gathering a gray light.

Zhou Ran turned and ran away; there was nothing shameful about it.

A late-stage Golden Core cultivator soloing a Nascent Soul level monster is only possible if their brain has been contaminated by Yin Law.

Gray light shot out continuously from behind.

Zhou Ran rushed into the mountains and forests.

A giant, dark gray tree blocked the view from behind.

As the gray light swept across, large sections of tree trunks disappeared.

But the rules are even more chaotic deep in the mountains and forests. Each tree has its own eye patterns and distorting force fields, which interfere with the gray light of the multi-eyed natives, making their aim a beat slower.

Zhou Ran seized the opportunity and plunged deeper into the area.

The missing flesh on the shoulder was sealed by the primordial blood energy.

But the seal is not genuine.

The laws of the void realm kept gnawing at the edge of that seal, trying to tear it open again.

Zhou Ran pressed the Forget-River Seal against the wound.

A faint yellow light flashed, and the gap finally stabilized.

He glanced back.

The multi-eyed natives stood outside the forest, all eyes fixed on him.

It did not catch up.

Or rather, even it is unwilling to easily enter this mountain forest.

Zhou Ran just breathed a sigh of relief.

Deep in the mountains and forests, the eye patterns on all the tree trunks slowly opened.

One tree.

Ten trees.

One hundred trees.

A dense array of eyes were all fixed on him.

Zhou Ran's lips twitched.

"Grass.

What exactly is this thing?

"Outside are the Divine Transformation Monsters, inside is the Eyeball Forest."

"This map designer should be dragged out and made to drink the soup of oblivion."

The soil beneath my feet suddenly softened.

A gray vine wrapped around his ankle, its surface revealing tiny teeth that began to gnaw at his scales.

Zhou Ran stepped on it and crushed it, causing more vines to sprout from the ground.

He didn't stop, but rushed towards an even stronger scent of life in the forest.

Behind them, outside the forest, the indigenous people with many eyes finally took a step and stepped into the mountains.

The eyes on the tree all closed.

Avoiding it.

Zhou Ran sensed the approaching pressure of the Nascent Soul stage again, and quickened his pace.

Since we can't outrun them.

We must find a suitable terrain, or a real way to survive.

Just then, the cry of a strange bird came from the sky.

A drop of scalding, poisonous blood pierced through the tree canopy and splashed at Zhou Ran's feet.

The venom exploded, and the ground bulged.

The second multi-eyed native crawled out of the poisonous blood.

It was smaller than the first one, but had more pupils.

As soon as it took shape, it stared intently at Zhou Ran's chest, and the six gray lines on it lit up at the same time.

The native grinned.

He rattled off a string of sounds.

But Zhou Ran could understand it.

"key?"

Zhou felt a chill run down his spine; these things recognized the gray markings on his body.

Therefore, he did not encounter these monsters by chance.

Instead, they relentlessly hunt and kill them.

The primordial laws within the entire corpse were repelling outsiders, and the six gray stripes on his body were the most conspicuous signal flares.

Wherever they go, they fight.

There is no other way but to go faster.

Zhou Ran pushed off with his feet and shifted his body to the side.

The second multi-eyed native opened his palm eye, and gray light shot out.

It's finer and faster than the first one.

Zhou Ran did not dodge.

The gray light shone on his left rib.

A piece of the black-gold scales disappeared, exposing the ribs, which were then gnawed away by the laws of the void realm.

Zhou Ran groaned as his body crashed into a giant tree and broke it in two.

The tree trunk opened its eye-like markings and spewed out a gray mist at him.

Zhou Ran used the Asura Demon Fire to burn away the gray mist and landed on his feet.

Ahead lay the venomous natives, and behind came the first one chasing after them.

There are eyeballs on both sides.

This forest is helping them hunt.

Zhou Ran's golden core was circulating wildly.

The light membrane of the mind flickered on the body surface, one inch, half an inch, and then back to one inch.

Each time it expands, it consumes true energy.

Fortunately, there's no interest charged by the Heavenly Dao here, which is the only good news.

But true energy will be depleted.

The blood and energy of the primordial wilderness are not limitless.

A second, multi-eyed native rushed forward.

It moved extremely fast, its arms splitting into three in mid-air, each palm containing an eyeball.

Three beams of gray light shot out simultaneously.

Zhou Ran activated the third level of the Primordial Overlord Body.

Black and gold patterns climb up the spine to the back of the neck, and the scales thicken.

A deep dragon's roar emanated from within his bones.

Dragon essence and blood, Demon Emperor's origin, Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Intent, and the authority of Black and White Impermanence were all pressed into the outer layer of the Golden Core.

He did not resist the three attacks head-on.

They just stubbornly endured the middle one.

The gray light struck my chest.

The scales peeled off layer by layer.

Skin and flesh were peeled away inch by inch, turning into chaos.

The exposed sternum gleamed with a blackish-gold hue, the Primordial Bone supporting the last inch of its existence.

Zhou Ran's feet sank into the ground, his body was pushed backward, and he almost ground his teeth to powder.

"You want to erase me?"

He clenched his right fist, compressing the Asura Demon Flame to a single point.

boom!

Zhou Ran charged forward under the gray light.

step.

Two steps.

In the third step, the scales on his chest shattered completely.

The gray light pierced through his bones.

The Primordial Origin Bone burst forth with black-gold light, which was the innate resistance of the Origin Bone's foundation to the rules of nothingness.

In that instant, Zhou Ran rushed to the second multi-eyed native and slammed his right fist down.

The Asura Demon Flame exploded.

The multi-eyed native had half of his body smashed.

Grayish-white flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and after landing, it began to wriggle, trying to grow into new eyeballs.

Zhou Ran waved his left hand, and the Forgotten River Seal lit up.

A pale yellow light swept across, and flesh and blood froze.

"Forget about growing."

The flesh and blood froze.

He was utilizing the rules of the Yin Law, specifically the rules of the River of Oblivion.

The River of Oblivion is Meng Po's highest authority, capable of making her forget everything in the world.

In addition, his own Golden Core of the Mind is able to barely withstand the rules of the Void Realm.

Zhou Ran glanced at the wound, then turned and rushed deeper into the mountains and forests.

The first gray light from the multi-eyed native came chasing from behind.

Zhou Ran used idealistic principles to define three layers of "barriers" behind him.

Although it was so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch, it bought him a breath of time.

He rushed through a patch of low bushes, and the ground ahead suddenly dropped.

A river runs through the forest.

The river makes a heartbeat-like sound as it flows.

Zhou Ran dared not touch it.

The vitality here isn't necessarily a good thing; it can cause plants to come and go in a flash, or turn a person into a lump of unruly flesh.

He ran wildly along the river.

The oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator clung to him from behind, refusing to let go.

The riverbank ahead breaks off, revealing a cliff.

Below, the gray fog churned, obscuring the bottom.

Zhou Ran stopped.

The mountains and forests parted behind them, and the first multi-eyed native emerged.

The second one, whose body had been half-shattered by him, had mostly recovered, its body now crooked and with more eyeballs.

Two natives, one in front and one behind, blocked their retreat.

The tree's eye patterns all opened.

Zhou Ran stood on the edge of the cliff, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Is this where we're going to stop?"

He clutched the Gu shell Xiaorou had given him, blood dripping from his palm.