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

The nine points of light at the center of the array suddenly began to flicker violently, and a faint blue alien rule was forcibly squeezed into the originally pure black and gold light.

"Click."

A faint, crisp sound rang out in the air, sounding particularly jarring.

The emperor's son's secondary body suddenly lowered his head.

A tiny crack appeared on the Domain Annihilation Array Plate in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, covering the entire array plate in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?!" The alternate body suddenly stood up, the black and gold vortex on its face churning violently.

He immediately activated the Imperial Court's authority, attempting to forcibly stabilize the array.

However, an extremely domineering repulsive force erupted from inside the array plate, directly severing his connection with the Domain Annihilation Authority.

A second before the array plate shattered completely, fourteen pale golden characters emerged from the crack and were directly reflected into the sub-body's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The power to destroy a domain is invalid without the Emperor's approval."

"Bang!"

The Domain Annihilation Array Disc exploded into a pile of dust in the hands of the secondary body.

On the deck of the warship, thirty-six Imperial Soldiers knelt on one knee at the same time, unable to withstand the terrifying rage emanating from their secondary bodies.

"Tampering with the underlying rules?!"

The secondary entity's voice became shrill.

"How could a mere Nascent Soul stage ant possibly possess the ability to judge with a book!"

Where does he get the lifespan to fill this bottomless pit?!

The black-gold vortex on the secondary body's face spun wildly, and the surrounding space crumbled inch by inch under the terrifying pressure of the Tribulation Transcending stage.

He just couldn't understand it.

The cost of a written judgment is a lifespan equivalent to the target's privileges.

The Domain Annihilation Authority is one of the highest-level authorizations of the Imperial Court, and it would take at least a thousand years of lifespan to abolish it.

Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator drained his life force, he still wouldn't be able to pay off this debt!

Unless someone takes the blame for him.

"Okay, very good."

The clone laughed in fury, its voice as cold as ancient ice.

"Even without the Domain Annihilation Authority, I can still wipe out the entire Sixth Heaven!"

Before absolute power, the rules you changed are nothing but a piece of waste paper!

He waved his hand sharply, and the black and gold battle flag fluttered on the deck.

"Full speed ahead! I will personally extract his primordial spirit and crush it inch by inch!"

The warship spewed out a blinding trail of flames from its stern, tearing through the void as it hurtled toward the coordinates of the sixth heaven.

Meanwhile, in the Sixth Heaven, at the Devouring Demon Palace.

The door to the side hall was suddenly pushed open.

Bloodlust strode in, carrying the Ancestral Blood Spear, followed by Nine Nether, who exuded an aura of death.

As soon as the two entered the room, their eyes were fixed on Zhou Ran and Huan Yin.

Zhou Ran sat beside the black coffin, his temples graying, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes revealing an undeniable sense of vicissitude.

Huanyin leaned against the door frame, her originally jet-black hair now streaked with silver strands.

His bloodthirsty pupils suddenly contracted, and the veins on the back of his hand gripping the gun bulged.

She strode up to Zhou Ran, grabbed his collar, and half-lifted him up.

"What did you do?!"

His bloodthirsty voice was filled with suppressed rage, and his crimson eyes were fixed on Zhou Ran's graying temples.

"What about your life?!"

Zhou Ran didn't struggle, letting her hold him, and said calmly, "I bought peace of mind."

"Bullshit!" Bloodlust whirled around, his spear pointing directly at Illusion.

"You're going crazy with him?!"

Seven hundred years!

The two of you together have a combined lifespan of 1,400 years!

Do they really think they're some kind of turtle that can live for ten thousand years?!

Huan Yin brushed aside the spearhead pointing at her and lazily tossed a strand of silver hair behind her ear:

"I am pleased."

What's wrong? Is the Blood Sea Empress feeling sorry for him?

Unfortunately, this debt has already been recorded in the military register, and you can't take it away from me.

Bloodlust trembled with rage. He suddenly released Zhou Ran and smashed his spear into the hard stone slab, creating a deep crater.

"madman!

They're all fucking crazy!

She gritted her teeth, but her eyes were a little red.

She knew all too well what a 1,400-year lifespan meant—it meant putting one's very foundation on the fire.

Jiuyou stood quietly to the side, his gaze sweeping between Zhou Ran and Huanyin before finally settling on the shattered bone pen powder.

"Domain annihilation authority, is it gone?"

Jiuyou's voice remained indifferent, but his deathly aura fluctuated violently.

"It's ruined."

Zhou Ran straightened his collar, stood up, and leaned the Taihuang Black Blade on the ground.

"The prince wanted to overturn the table, so I sawed off his table legs."

Now, all he can do is fight us with bayonets.

Jiuyou nodded, asking no further questions. He simply walked to the black coffin and stroked the lid, saying, "I'll keep the coffin for you. Don't die too soon."

Zhou Ran smiled and glanced at the three of them.

"Three days."

His smile vanished, and his eyes sharpened like a knife.

"The third incarnation of the Emperor's Son, leading thirty-six Emperor-level weapons at the peak of the Integration Realm, will arrive in three days."

He raised the Taihuang Black Blade, and six patterns flowed across its blade, emitting a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Order the entire army to abandon the outer defenses and retreat to Jiuyou City."

Activate all defensive formations; don't hold back on Soul Abyss Stones, throw them all in.

Zhou Ran strode out of the hall, his graying temples fluttering in the wind, his back as straight as a pine tree.

"Since he wants to fight with bayonets, I, the Emperor, will teach him who the rules are in the Sixth Heaven!"

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The sky above the Sixth Heaven had completely darkened.

It wasn't the darkness of night, but a suffocating leaden gray.

Above Nine Nether City, the celestial canopy suddenly twisted violently, emitting a tearing sound that made one's teeth ache.

"boom!"

A massive spatial rift was forcibly torn open, and the enormous black-gold warship, like an ancient behemoth, slowly squeezed out of the rift.

The terrifying pressure of the Tribulation Transcending stage crashed down on the defensive shield of Nine Nether City like a tangible waterfall.

The shield flickered violently, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

On the city wall, the allied forces from the four regions stood ready for battle.

Qin San, Gu Ji, Ming Cang, and the others gripped their weapons tightly, staring intently at the warships in the sky.

On the deck of the warship, thirty-six imperial soldiers stood in a row, their cold, icy fluctuations of power creating a suffocating atmosphere.

The third incarnation of the Emperor's son stood at the forefront, his black and gold vortex on his face looking down at the Nine Nether City below. His voice was like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the entire Sixth Heaven.

"Zhou Ran, come out and face your death!"

The walls of Jiuyou City were deathly silent.

The aura of the Emperor's son's abode was too strong; it was the power of the Tribulation Transcending stage, which surpassed the limit of the sixth heaven, and carried the supreme judgment will of the Imperial Court.

The ordinary demon soldiers on the city wall didn't even have the strength to raise their heads; they could only tremble under the oppressive aura.

"Click".

The silence was broken by the crisp sound of military boots hitting the ground.

Zhou Ran emerged from the shadows of the city wall. He wasn't wearing armor, just a simple black robe.

His long, gray hair danced wildly in the leaden wind, and he held the Taihuang Black Blade upside down in his hand.

He walked slowly, but with each step, his aura grew stronger.

With his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, the density of his true essence reached a terrifying level under the influence of the Lunar Eclipse Compression Technique.