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

Zhou Ran sheathed his sword: "Then let's go to the Wuxiang Pavilion and deal with it once and for all."

Huan Yin looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"Go to Wuxiang Pavilion?"

Do you know how many eyes are watching from there right now?

"Both the Nine Nether Ancestor and the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord are waiting for news from me."

"If you go, your identity will inevitably be exposed."

Zhou Ran remained calm: "So what if I'm exposed? Since I dared to come to the Sixth Heaven, I never intended to hide forever."

"What a bold move," Huan Yin praised. "In that case, let's make the trip."

Qin San and Xiao Rou walked quickly into the main hall.

"Your Majesty, what happened just now..." Qin San looked at the remaining black and gold aura in the hall with a solemn expression.

"It's nothing, I'm going on a long trip," Zhou Ran instructed.

"Go to Wuxiang Pavilion?" Xiaorou asked with some worry, "But your injuries..."

"It's alright, with Empress Huanyin accompanying us, there won't be any trouble." Zhou Ran looked at Huanyin.

Huan Yin straightened her skirt and regained her previous languid demeanor.

"Let's go, new Demon Emperor, let me see how many tricks you still have up your sleeve."

The two figures moved slightly, transforming into two streaks of light and disappearing into the main hall.

The Wuxiang Pavilion is located in the southern part of the sixth heaven.

This is a continuous range of snow-capped mountains, with snow that never melts all year round.

Wuxiang Pavilion is built on the summit of the most magnificent snow mountain.

At this moment, inside the Soul Lamp Hall at the deepest part of the Wuxiang Pavilion.

Two elderly women, who were keeping watch over the lamps, were kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

Before them, the natal soul lamp, which had been extinguished for 30,000 years, was emitting an eerie black-gold light.

"How can the ancestor's soul lamp be lit?"

"Could something have happened to our ancestor?"

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with terror.

The palace doors were blown open by a gust of wind.

Two figures walked in one after the other.

It was Zhou Ran and Huan Yin.

Huan Yin frowned as she looked at the burning soul lamp.

"It really is it."

She walked to the soul lamp, attempting to extinguish it with her own soul power.

As soon as her hand approached, the black and gold flames suddenly erupted, nearly engulfing her palm.

"Don't waste your energy." Zhou Ran walked to her side. "This fire burns karma, not soul power."

"What should we do then?" Huan Yin asked anxiously.

This soul lamp is connected to her life; if it is allowed to burn, her primordial spirit will be burned to ashes sooner or later.

Zhou Ran didn't speak, but looked at the twelve array platforms around the soul lamp.

Although these array platforms have melted away, the remaining patterns look somewhat familiar.

"This is... the pattern of an Emperor's Bone?" Zhou Ran raised an eyebrow.

"That's right. Back then, Ye Futian specially found a piece of imperial bone to help me stabilize my soul and integrated it into these twelve array platforms," ​​Huanyin explained.

Zhou Ran understood.

No wonder the Emperor's rule came knocking on his door along the cause and effect.

It turns out that there were already traces of the Emperor's son inside the Wuxiang Pavilion.

"Since it was attracted by the Emperor's Bone, then let's use the Emperor's Bone to resolve it."

Zhou Ran took the evidence box out of his pocket.

As soon as the box appeared, the black and gold flame on the soul lamp began to shake violently, as if it were somewhat afraid.

Zhou Ran opened the box, revealing the pale finger inside.

"go."

Zhou Ran pointed his finger, and the finger flew above the soul lamp.

The character "审" on his finger shone brightly, and an invisible force emanated from it, forcibly suppressing the black-gold flames.

The character "审" on that finger suddenly changed into the character "杀".

The previously suppressed black-gold flames suddenly surged, engulfing the entire finger.

"Not good!" Zhou Ran's expression changed slightly.

He never expected that the Emperor's Bone would backfire.

After absorbing the power of the Emperor's Bone, the black-gold flames became even more violent, and even began to spread towards Zhou Ran through the void.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Ran cursed under his breath, and the Taihuang Black Blade was instantly drawn.

"One strike to annihilate all mortals!"

Zhou Ran slashed out with his sword, attempting to sever the backlash.

The blade was swallowed up the black-gold flames the moment it touched them.

The flames seemed to possess a spirit of their own, following the blade and heading straight for Zhou Ran's arm.

Zhou Ran felt a chill travel up his arm and into his body, and the cracks in his primordial spirit caused him pain once again.

"Zhou Ran!" Huan Yin exclaimed, wanting to help.

"Don't come any closer!" Zhou Ran shouted.

He endured the pain in his body and circulated the Forget-River Heart Seal.

"The new laws of the underworld declare you innocent!"

Zhou Ran used his own blood essence as a guide to write a huge "pardon" character in the void.

The character "赦" transformed into a golden light and merged into the black-gold flames.

The flames paused slightly, and their spread finally slowed down.

Zhou Ran took the opportunity to back away, his face somewhat pale.

"This thing is more troublesome than I imagined." Zhou Ran looked at the soul lamp with a solemn expression.

Huan Yin walked to his side, looking at the faint black and gold patterns on his arm, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

Are you alright?

"I won't die." Zhou Ran circulated his internal energy to suppress the chill within his body.

"What do we do now? If we can't put out this fire, we'll be worn down by it sooner or later," Huanyin said.

Zhou Ran stared at the soul lamp and remained silent for a moment.

"Since we can't destroy it, let's seal it away."

"A seal? That's a rule for the Imperial Son, what can you use to seal it?"

"With my life," Zhou Ran said calmly.

Huan Yin was taken aback, looked at him, and a complex light flashed in her eyes.

"Are you crazy? You're willing to risk your life to help me?"

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself." Zhou Ran looked at her. "Since this rule has its eye on you, it will eventually target me too. Rather than waiting for it to come knocking on my door, I'd better deal with it now."

After saying that, Zhou Ran ignored Huan Yin and sat down cross-legged.

He placed the Taihuang Black Blade across his lap and formed a hand seal.

"With my blood, I seal your soul."

Zhou Ran shouted and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the Taihuang Black Blade.

The black blade emitted a crisp ringing sound, and the black and gold lines on its blade instantly shone brightly.

A powerful suction force emanated from the blade, continuously drawing the black-gold flames from the soul lamp into its body.

As the flames surged in, the black and gold lines on the Taihuang Black Blade grew thicker and thicker, even beginning to spread towards Zhou Ran's arm.

Zhou Ran's body trembled slightly, and the cracks in his primordial spirit completely broke open at that moment.

But he did not give up, and he gritted his teeth and persisted in sealing the seal.

Huan Yin watched this scene, her hands clenched tightly.

She knew that Zhou Ran was forcibly bearing the power of judgment with his own body and spirit.

If they fail, Zhou Ran will surely die.

"A madman... what a madman..." Huanyin murmured, but a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes that she had never seen before.

After an unknown amount of time, the black and gold flames on the soul lamp finally went out completely.

The light on the Taihuang Black Blade gradually dimmed.

Zhou Ran's body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Huan Yin reacted quickly and caught him.

"Zhou Ran, how are you?"

Zhou Ran opened her eyes, which were filled with exhaustion.

"I won't die... However, I'm afraid my primordial spirit will have to be sealed for a while."

Huan Yin looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Rest assured, I will protect you until your primordial spirit recovers."

Zhou Ran smiled slightly, said nothing, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Huanyin looked at the man in her arms and sighed softly.

"Ye Futian, you've found an extraordinary successor..."