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

The bloodthirsty spear tip was already pointed at Huanyin's chest.

She didn't recognize the person in front of her.

Beneath the red dress, blood surged, and within three inches of the spearhead lay nothing but murderous intent.

"Zhou Ran, do you know her?"

Jiuyou also took a half step back, the black mark between his brows facing Huanyin's direction. Death energy condensed into fine needles, poised to pierce, directly targeting the stranger's primordial spirit.

Qin San held his sword in front of Zhou Ran.

"Your Majesty, step back. This man's origins are unknown. I will capture him first."

Huan Yin looked down at her hands.

The dark red dress is still there, and the soul power in her palm is still there.

But when she opened her mouth to call out her name, only a silent breath came out of her throat.

Her name was erased.

Zhou Ran held her wrist tightly and didn't let go.

The soul imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness was throbbing wildly, as if something was prying it out from between his bones with a blunt blade.

The name-erasing order not only erases external memories, but also attempts to dig out the last traces from his primordial spirit.

He gritted his teeth.

"Qin San, retrieve the three-thousand-year account book of the Boundless Domain."

Qin San hesitated.

"Your Majesty, what is the Realm of No Form?"

Zhou Ran glanced at him.

On the hilt of the Taihuang Black Blade, the bloody lip print left by Bloodlust was still there, but next to it, there was a faint dark red pattern that was almost invisible.

That was left by the soul power that splashed onto the blade when Huan Yin wrapped the storage box with her soul shell.

"There are two women's marks on your knife. You know one, and you shouldn't forget the other."

Qin San lowered his head, his gaze lingering on the dark red patterns for a couple of moments.

There was no corresponding person in his memory, but the bronze mirror lit up on its own, clearly recording the scene from seventeen minutes ago.

In the scene, a woman in a dark red dress stands behind Zhou Ran, sending her natal musical notes into the Devouring Heaven Seal.

Qin San gripped the hilt of the knife, his fingers tightening until his knuckles cracked.

"My subordinate's mirror remembers her."

"Just remember that."

Zhou Ran turned to Xiao Rou.

"Your Gu worms have consumed her demonic energy."

Xiao Rou picked up the Gu box.

The dark red light on the six wings of the golden natal Gu had been extinguished, but a wisp of undigested energy remained hidden deep within its carapace.

That was when Huan Yin's fragments of her formless soul shell were mistakenly eaten by the Gu worms during the replacement of the hostage's coordinates.

Xiao Rou activated the Gu's life force. A dark red glow appeared on the abdomen of the golden Gu worm, and that wisp of energy was forced out from its carapace, hovering in mid-air.

The tip of the bloodthirsty spear was slightly off-center.

She didn't recognize the woman in front of her, but the faint red aura made her feel an inexplicable unease in her chest. She had clearly forgotten something she shouldn't have forgotten.

"Who exactly is she?"

Bloodlust asked again.

Zhou Ran didn't answer. He took a broken, dark red bell from Huan Yin's waist.

The Soul-Capturing Bell.

The item that Huan Yin carried with her during the soul verification process has been passed down in the Wuxiang Pavilion for tens of thousands of years.

The bell shattered into three pieces, its inner walls engraved with extremely fine soul patterns. Each pattern corresponded to a record of soul capture.

Zhou Ran held the broken bell up in front of Jiu You.

Suddenly, the black lines between Jiuyou's brows throbbed with pain.

Among those soul runes, one belonged to her.

During the soul examination, Huan Yin probed into her sea of ​​consciousness, leaving not only traces of the examination but also the imprint of the brief intersection of their primordial spirits.

The deathly aura ceased.

Jiuyou looked at the woman in front of him whose name he couldn't recall, and cracks appeared in the ice layer in his eyes.

"My soul has been examined. In the past 30,000 years, only one person has dared to touch my sea of ​​consciousness."

Her bloodthirsty, spear-wielding hand began to convulse. Within the shattered bell remained a soul mark belonging to her.

That was after the third glass of wine, when she allowed the other party to scan the records left behind when they scanned the Blood Sea Domain Seal.

The body remembers that person. But the memory was forcibly erased by the Emperor's rules.

Blood seeped from the tiger's mouth where the bloodthirsty man gripped the gun, and deathly energy surged wildly from the fingertips of the Nine Netherworlds pressing down on the shattered bell.

Their bodies struggled, trying to grasp at a name that no longer existed.

Zhou Ran placed the broken bell, the aura of the Gu worm, and the image on the bronze mirror onto the Unified Army Register.

Three pieces of evidence point to the same person.

The erasure order is still in effect. The military records of the 30,000 Illusionary Demon Guards in the Boundless Domain continue to fade, and with each additional person forgotten, Huan Yin's body becomes more and more ethereal.

Her soles were already transparent.

Zhou Ran pulled a broken bone pen from his waist.

The pen has dried up, leaving only a sliver of strength. The last time I used it to rewrite the investigation of the execution order, I had already exhausted most of the ink.

This stroke will either rewrite the original name or only be enough to write a few words.

He didn't touch the nameplate.

That rule originated from the Emperor's own body; forcibly modifying it with a broken pen would only invite a stronger backlash.

The cleaning record that Chen Ya sent clearly stated that the core logic of the name erasure order was "those without a certificate can be erased".

If no one can prove your existence, then you don't exist.

Zhou Ran pressed the broken pen into the unified military register.

The white bone pen pierced the deepest part of the ledger page, writing five words on the root rules of the military register of the four regions.

Those with valid certificates must not have them erased.

The last trace of ink from the broken brush was used up on the five characters. The brush broke in the middle, becoming nothing but scrap.

The shattered bone pierced Zhou Ran's palm, and the backlash from the four regional ley lines flowed into his meridians along the Devouring Heaven Seal, causing his mid-stage Nascent Soul aura to waver.

A line of blood oozed from the corner of her lips.

However, these five words are embedded in the underlying logic of the Four Domains Military Register.

The Unified Military Register is the main register established by Zhou Ran using the Devouring Heaven Seal. The four domain veins endorse it, and the four domain seals recognize it as their core.

The Emperor's Decree to Remove a Person from the Military Register Requires Proof That "This Person Has No Credentials".

Zhou Ran pressed the broken bell, the aura of the Gu worm, the image on the bronze mirror, and the dark red patterns on the hilt of the bloodthirsty sword into the military register.

Four pieces of evidence were locked in the ledger pages, alongside the loan records left by Huanyin.

The Lord of the Formless Domain lent a wisp of his life force to conceal the list of names in Jiang City.

The text is still there. Although the lender's field is now blank, the IOU itself has not been erased.

If someone has lent something out, then that person has existed.

The unified military register emitted a low hum. The ley lines of the four regions lit up simultaneously, transmitting the rule "Those with credentials may not erase" to the register of the thirty thousand Illusionary Demon Guards.

The black and gold ink stains that erased the name of the order collided with the new rules.

The soul pattern on the broken bell, the aura in the belly of the Gu worm, the image in the bronze mirror, and the dark red marks on the hilt of the knife—four pieces of evidence responded simultaneously.

They prove that a person existed in this world, left traces, and was recorded.

The black and gold ink stopped.

Huan Yin's transparent feet solidified again.

The ethereal body began to recover from the ankles, and dark red soul power flowed back along the military register.

The Formless Domain Seal flew up on its own and landed back in her palm. The Domain Lord's mark on the seal surface reappeared stroke by stroke.

The registers of the 30,000 Illusionary Demon Guards simultaneously lit up with a dark red light.

The old woman picked up her pen and, with tears streaming down her face, finished writing the two characters "幻音" (Huan Yin).

The bloodthirsty figure swayed and took half a step back.

A flood of memories rushed back, making her temples throb. She remembered everything.

They had been arguing with this woman for 30,000 years, couldn't stand each other by the Blood Sea Ancestral Pool, and just now they had worked together to sever the earth veins for Zhou Ran.

"Illusory Sound".

He gripped his spear tightly, his throat tightening.

"I almost stabbed you to death with a single shot just now."

Jiuyou closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had regained his composure.

But she held onto the Soul-Capturing Bell fragment with her fingers and didn't let go for a long time.

Huan Yin stood still, her dark red soul power covering her entire body once again.

She looked down at her palms, then at the Formless Domain Seal that had re-lit at her waist.

Then he looked up and grabbed Zhou Ran by the collar.

"You used your primordial spirit to withstand the erosion of the name-erasing order."

There was no gratitude in his voice, only barely suppressed anger.

"Your soul imprint of the same frequency is the only anchor point."

If they can't find evidence of the name-erasing order, they'll intensify their search. How long has it been rummaging through your mind?

A thin line of blood seeped from between Zhou Ran's eyebrows.

When Huan Yin saw the blood, her knuckles turned white as she gripped her collar tightly.

"You promised not to use your primordial spirit to fill the gate. What's the difference between this and filling the gate?"

Zhou Ran grabbed her wrist and pried her hand off her collar.

"The difference is that I'm still standing."

Huan Yin didn't let go. Dark red soul power seeped from her fingertips into Zhou Ran's primordial spirit, repairing the fragments of his memories that had been disturbed by the Name Erasure Order.

The movements were extremely light and slow.

They would pause briefly at each point to make sure nothing was missed before moving on.

Nine Nether City fell silent for a moment.

The 30,000 Illusionary Demon Guards have just been reinstated, and the lights of the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Cities have been lit again.

Having gone through the process of being erased and then reinstated, the four-region military formations are now more silent and more tightly knit than before.

Suddenly, a cracking sound came from the sixth heaven dome.

Everyone looked up.

A black and gold vertical slit appeared in the sky.

A scroll of imperial edict hangs down from the vertical seam. The edict has no words on it, only an execution seal that is even more ancient than that of the divine messenger.

The imperial edict ordered the removal of the names of officials.

The decree was recorded in the military registers of the four regions and forcibly engraved into the ley lines of every city.

The sound of rules echoed throughout the six heavens, devoid of warmth or emotion.

"Seven days later, the official in charge of the name will personally visit the sixth heaven."

"Whoever hands over Zhou Ran will be granted the complete coordinates of Blue Star."

In the military registers of the four regions, hundreds of thousands of military souls fell silent.

Zhou Ran looked down at the Devouring Heaven Seal.

On the seal, three rays of light from military registers dimmed for a moment compared to the others.