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

Chapter 398 He's here to shut the door!

The gray-light humanoid figure was stuck in place.

The edge of the gray shadow swayed, the gray light scattered and then receded, revealing a momentary flaw.

Zhou Ran had been waiting for this moment.

He pressed his left palm against the ground, and his nascent soul rotated in his dantian.

Six gray lines pulsated along the outer wall of the nascent soul, while the purple-gold laws spread down from the palm and drilled into the patterns beneath the ice stone.

The reason why Yue Zhao in the ice was able to prolong her life was because of the life force from the mortal world sent by the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

That road of vitality connects to tens of thousands of gray lines beneath the city.

Cutting one or two off won't help.

If you're going to cut, cut along the main vein.

The Purple-Gold Law seeped into the outer shell of the ice stone, passed through the sacred mountain, and through the main vein of the Heavenly Corpse that connects Yin and Yang deep in the spine, probing downwards all the way.

A moment later, Zhou Ran touched the hundred-foot-tall heart deep underground.

With each pulse, the life force of living people in the mortal realm is drawn in and sent along the main vein to this seven-colored ice stone.

Zhou Ran gripped the ground with his five fingers.

The Mind-Body Nascent Soul suddenly unleashed its power.

One word, pressed into the middle of the main vein.

"Sever."

After the word was written, there was no flash of a blade, no dramatic sound.

Only the main road that carries life was forcibly blocked.

The word "severed" was firmly imprinted into the main vein, and the purple-gold patterns pierced through it, blocking Yue Zhao's path to continue absorbing the life force of the mortal world.

The gray-light humanoid body trembled.

"you……"

It had barely uttered a single word when Zhou Ran stood up.

"Ten thousand miles away."

Zhou Ran looked at it.

"The tens of thousands of gray lines underground in Jiangcheng are slowing down their ability to absorb life."

As soon as he finished speaking, chaotic spiritual light emanated from the Yin-Yang communication bone fragment.

After a long period of no contact, they finally reconnected.

Li Zhiyao's voice came from the bone fragment, her breathing rapid and labored.

Zhou Ran...

Qingxue woke up.

"Her hair roots are no longer turning white."

She said she felt much better.

Zhou Ran closed his eyes briefly, loosening his grip on the knife by half an inch.

The gray-glowing humanoid figures began to disperse.

The gray light on its body peeled away layer by layer, returning to the surrounding nothingness.

Two lines of gray text appeared in mid-air above the laboratory.

Each stroke penetrates into Zhou Ran's sea of consciousness.

"You can protect Lin Qingxue."

"Can we protect the ten thousandth gray line after the nine thousand eight hundred gray lines in Jiangcheng?"

The gray characters disappeared.

The gray-light humanoid figure has also completely disappeared.

Only the faint light emanating from the iridescent ice stones remained in the laboratory.

On the other end of the bone fragment, Li Zhiyao was still talking about Lin Qingxue's situation.

The situation at the manor has stabilized for the time being.

But Zhou Ran kept staring at the spot where the gray text had disappeared.

Nine thousand eight hundred.

We're only two hundred short of breaking ten thousand.

Before leaving, he gave Lin Qingxue instructions.

The gray line reached nine thousand, and the message was sent immediately.

He is now trapped in the deepest part of the Heavenly Corpse.

The 27-day countdown is still weighing on us.

There's a dead end ahead: the resurrection of the Moon Emperor.

The High Priest of White Fangs is breaking the formation outside.

The gray line representing "ten thousand" in the mortal realm is also climbing upwards inch by inch.

Zhou Ran sheathed his black knife.

He turned to look at the seven-colored ice stone.

Inside the ice, Yue Zhao was still fast asleep.

The pale tear stain at the corner of her eye had not yet faded, clinging to the end of her eyelashes, shining brightly.

Zhou Ran walked towards the laboratory door.

Outside the gate, more than three hundred wounded elite demons stood guard outside the void.

Further away, the oppressive aura of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was pressing down on the Holy Mountain.

He gripped the black knife tightly, took half a step, and then stopped.

Zhou Ran turned around.

Those two lines of gray text, however, brought out a thought in his mind.

What exactly is Meng Po guarding?

Broken porcelain.

Soul-Soothing Beads.

Mandara flower and Mandara flower.

He had previously considered these three things separately.

Now, we must connect the dots.

The broken porcelain was engraved with the words, "Within the Heavenly Corpse lies a sea of other shore flowers; those who cross the sea of flowers must not turn back."

That was something Meng Po sent to him through Penglai.

The Soul-Soothing Pearl was also left behind by Meng Po herself.

Meng Po said that she would use it to save the most important people.

And those two gatekeepers.

Meng Po's order to them was to stop everyone.

Zhou Ran walked back to the ice stone and squatted down.

The Forgotten River Seal emerged from his palm.

When he slashed Meng Po, the memories of a soul that had been dead for 30,000 years rushed into his mind.

He forcibly left behind the source of the River of Oblivion, the Meng Po Bowl rule, and the phrase "no turning back."

But those remaining fragments of memory did not truly disappear.

They sank deep into the River of Oblivion.

Zhou Ran activated his Mind-Only Nascent Soul, gradually activating the Forgotten River Seal.

Deep within his consciousness, old images resurfaced.

Above the black ice of the River of Oblivion.

Meng Po stood before the ice.

Two women were kneeling in front of her.

A person dressed in white.

A person dressed in black.

The woman in white received the broken porcelain with both hands.

Meng Po placed the broken piece of porcelain into her palm.

"This is for the person who brought the key."

Then, she took out the Soul-Soothing Pearl and handed it over.

"We'll use this when he reaches the deepest point."

The woman in black raised her head, a question etched on her brow.

"Master, you told us to stop everyone."

"But you gave him things."

Meng Po did not look at her, but only gazed at the River of Oblivion under the black ice in the distance.

"Stop everyone."

she says.

"But he's different."

The woman in black pressed further:

"What's different?"

Meng Po remained silent for a long time.

The wind from the River of Oblivion swept across the ice, ruffling her gray hair.

It took her a long time to speak.

People come to open the door.

"He came to close the door."

The scene shatters here.

Zhou Ran opened her eyes.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly what Meng Po was truly guarding.

What she guarded was never the authority within the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

She stopped Yama, the King of Hell.

He blocked Du Ziren.

They blocked the Song emperor.

It's not that I'm afraid those people will take away any opportunities.

She was afraid they would run into Yue Zhao.

Yama, the King of Hell, wanted to break through using the heart.

Du Ziren wanted to devour the origin of the Void Realm.

Emperor Song wanted to use the authority of the Heavenly Corpse to control the Underworld.

As long as they touch Yue Zhao's body, they will trigger the final link in the Moon Emperor's return to power.

So Meng Po turned herself into a seal and guarded it for 30,000 years.

What she truly guarded was this piece of ice.

The moon shines brightly in the ice.

But she deliberately let Zhou Ran pass through the sea of flowers.

The reason is also very simple.

Only Zhou Ran's idealistic nascent soul can prevent the Moon Emperor from being resurrected.

Remove Yue Zhao from her identity as a "resurrection vessel".

If anyone touches Yue Zhao, the Moon Emperor will wake up.

Zhou Ran's encounter with Yue Zhao allowed him to redefine this body.

This is the true purpose behind Meng Po leaving behind the broken porcelain and the Soul-Soothing Pearl.

Zhou Ran activated the Forgotten River Seal again, digging deeper.

He wanted to see clearly what Meng Po had said before she left.

The scene reunites.

It was still that same black ice.

Meng Po turned to leave.

After taking two steps, she stopped again.

She turned around and looked at the Mandara and Mandara flowers.

"What if the vessel of that living soul also comes along..."

Meng Po paused for a moment.

"Don't stop me."

"Let them meet."

Zhou Ran pressed his hand on the ice with increased force.

The vessel of the living soul.

Lin Qingxue.

Meng Po had already foreseen this.

She predicted that Lin Qingxue would one day come here with the key.

It was also foreseen that these two sisters, separated by 30,000 years, would meet deep within the heart of the Heavenly Corpse.

She is not only guarding Yue Zhao.

She gave Yue Zhao another chance.

An opportunity to see Lin Qingxue.

But that's where the problem lies.

What happens after we meet?

When two souls are close together, it means that the attraction between the original soul and the divided soul will be strengthened.

The closer the distance, the easier it is to merge.

Once Yue Zhao and Lin Qingxue truly come into contact, the passage to return to one's rightful place left by the Moon Emperor may have a chance to open.

Was Meng Po saving Yue Zhao, or was she completing the final piece of the puzzle for the Moon Emperor?

Zhou Ran lowered his brow.

wrong.

There's one sentence that's never been spoken.

But those words were already stuck in his throat.

"Don't let my sister take my life again."

This shouldn't have been said by Meng Po.

It should be Yue Zhao herself who says it.

Zhou Ran suppressed his distracting thoughts and extracted the last remaining scene from the Wangchuan Seal.

Meng Po walked towards the depths of the River of Oblivion.

Black ice closed in behind her.

She did not dissolve into the River of Oblivion.