He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Kurosawa didn't seem nervous at all; instead, he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, so someone from the Heavenly Palace has arrived."

Luo Jiuyou grinned and said, "Another one looking for death!"

Xuan Tian Zhenjun didn't even lift his eyelids.

He raised his hand.

A pure white longsword slid out from his sleeve, its blade gleaming with a faint golden light, like a ray of sunlight frozen in time.

"If you fight yourselves, you might be able to hold out a little longer."

"But one of you must die first."

His sword tip slowly rotated, pointing at the undead demon not far away.

The undead demon was stunned: "Me?"

Xuan Tian Zhen Jun:

"The Heavenly Emperor has already searched the memories of you extraterrestrial demons and naturally knows that those weaklings are not qualified to come to this world."

"Because of a certain extraterrestrial demon, some weaklings came to this world and were reincarnated as the children of the strong."

"And one of them happened to be the son of the Heavenly Emperor."

"The Heavenly Emperor has decreed that the person who brought the extraterrestrial demons should be killed first upon encountering him."

The undead demon gritted its teeth so hard they were almost ground to dust: "Are you even being reasonable?!"

Xuan Tian Zhenjun ignored him and his gaze was already fixed on him.

The golden light on the sword tip began to brighten, like a small section of the sun that had been burned white. An extremely sharp aura permeated the air, as if the entire world had been cut open by this sword.

Hei Ze and Luo Jiuyou exchanged a glance.

Luo Jiuyou laughed even harder: "See, what did I tell you? Everyone wants to kill you first."

Kurosawa stared coldly at the Undying Demon, his face expressionless, only the dark golden dragon tail behind him swaying gently, like a beast that had locked onto its prey and was about to pounce.

Gu Wenxun didn't move either, but pushed the power of Chen Dou's demonic body to its limit. Dark red demonic energy roamed all over his body like a living thing, sealing off all possible escape routes for the undead demon.

Just when everyone thought the Undying Demon was going to fight to the death, he suddenly raised his only remaining hand.

"Wait a moment!"

"I have something to say!"

Kurosawa raised an eyebrow: "Last words?"

The Undying Demon took a deep breath, as if it had made some enormous decision.

"Don't you all want to know why I brought those ten thousand-plus reincarnators here?"

No one speaks.

"I'll tell you," the undead demon's voice grew low and slow, "I've come here to track someone down."

"Who?" Luo Jiuyou picked at his ear.

The immortal evil demon said word by word:

"Yunyi".

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Kurosawa's pupils contracted slightly.

Gu Wenxun also stopped what he was doing.

Only Luo Jiuyou maintained that nonchalant expression, even tilting her head slightly:

"Yun Yi? Who's that?"

Upon seeing this, the immortal demon felt a slight surge of joy.

There is a play.

He quickly added, "Yun Yi! A Privilege Holder! He's among the top tier in the Reincarnation Hall!"

"I came into this world to follow in his footsteps!"

Luo Jiuyou raised an eyebrow: "Is it that famous? I've never heard of it."

"Of course you haven't heard of him!" the Undying Demon pressed, "That guy is extremely low-key, but his strength is terrifying! Not many people in the Hall of Reincarnation know him, but everyone knows just how powerful he is!"

"Why are you chasing after him?" Kurosawa suddenly asked, his dark golden vertical pupils gleaming with an unreadable light.

"I have a grudge against him!" the Undying Demon practically roared.

"A blood feud! That's why I came into this world with him!"

He spoke very quickly, as if he was afraid that if he spoke too slowly he would be cleaved in two by a sword.

"So?" Luo Jiuyou asked.

"So I'm not the one who brought the Reincarnators here!" the Undying Demon shouted. "I'm just a victim who got dragged in! The real mastermind is Yun Yi! If you want revenge, you should go find him!"

After he finished speaking, he stared intently at everyone's expressions.

Kurosawa didn't say anything.

Gu Wenxun remained silent.

Luo Jiuyou said with a smile:

"So that means you admit that you brought the people here, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot.

The immortal demon's pupils suddenly contracted, and his demonic energy surged wildly, transforming into thirty-three black demonic curtains in front of him.

He knew he couldn't escape.

These three people are all incredibly fierce.

But he still underestimated Luo Jiuyou.

With a loud bang, the first demonic barrier shattered.

Then came the second, third, and fourth rounds...

Luo Jiuyou's figure was like a red-hot iron hammer, smashing through all the demonic barriers. His red hair danced wildly in the demonic energy, and the smile on his face was crazy and intense.

"An immortal demon? I'll see how you manage to be immortal today!"

He threw a punch, which struck the undead demon squarely in the chest.

The body, which had been reconstituted from black mist and demonic runes, shattered like porcelain under this punch, its limbs and bones disintegrating inch by inch, leaving only its head rolling away.

"Let's do it!"

Kurosawa and Komon moved at the same time.

With a flick of its body, the dark golden dragon tail pierced through the air, shattering the flying head into a cloud of black mist, and then using its dragon breath to tear a rift in the mist.

Gu Wenxun, controlling Chen Dou's demonic body, lunged forward, raising his right arm high.

"Gods and Demons Devour the Heavens!"

A terrifying devouring power erupted from his palm. The black mist that had been scattered around had not yet had time to gather, but was forcibly drawn in like rivers flowing into the sea, and was devoured and refined in the blink of an eye.

The undead demon let out an extremely angry roar.

He tried to use his last bit of strength to reassemble his body, but the dragon's breath from the Black Swamp was still burning around him, and the devouring power of the Ancient Pattern was still stripping away the demonic energy in his body. Luo Jiuyou was like an insurmountable demonic mountain blocking his head.

three minutes.

It only took three minutes.

The immortal demon was completely suppressed.

In the end, he was reduced to a fist-sized wisp of black mist, which Luo Jiuyou held in his palm.

The black mist was still struggling desperately, emitting a sharp hiss, like an insect whose life force had been squeezed.

"Let me go! I know many secrets! I—"

"Shut up." Luo Jiuyou interrupted him with a smile. "You've already said enough."

Then he stretched out his other hand.

On the palm of my hand, a yellowish-brown bead appeared out of thin air.

The bead was perfectly round, with an indescribable color and a faint, sticky sheen flowing across its surface. It didn't look like a proper magic weapon; rather, it looked like something that had been pulled out from some extremely improper place.

Kurosawa glanced at it only once before silently taking a step back.

Gu Wenxun also took a step back.

"Come on, let's go in."

Luo Jiuyou smiled like a child who had received a new toy and pressed the yellowish-brown bead onto the black mist surrounding the Undying Demon.

"No—! What the hell are you doing! Let me go! I—"

The undead demon's screams abruptly stopped.

The bead, like a greedy mouth, swallowed the black mist whole, then with a splash, disappeared deep into the bead.

A blurry human face appeared on the surface of the bead.

The face was contorted in pain, the mouth agape as if screaming silently.

"It's done."

Luo Jiuyou put the bead away with satisfaction, tossed it in his hand, and weighed it in his hand, as if he were looking at a finished little trinket.

"I said I would suppress you in the sea of ​​dung, and I mean it, for ten thousand years."

"If I lose even one day, I'll write my name, Luo Jiuyou, backwards."

Gu Wen remained silent.

Kurosawa's expression was also not good, and his dragon claws unconsciously gripped the ground, as if he wanted to get away from the bead.

"How disgusting is it for you to carry that thing around like that..." Gu Wenxun cursed under his breath.

Luo Jiuyou turned his head and burst into laughter.

"Same to you!"

He then looked at Kurosawa and Gu Wenxun, his eyes curving into two crescent moons: "What are your names?"

"Kurosawa".

"Ancient Pattern Inquiry".

"Alright! I am Luo Jiuyou!" He waved his hand, adopting the demeanor of a chivalrous hero. "We've fought together today, so we're friends!"

Kurosawa and Komon looked at each other in bewilderment.

Why is this person's style completely different from when they were fighting earlier?

But before they could think any further, a clear, cold voice came from afar.

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

It is the True Lord of the Mysterious Heaven.

He stood there, his white robe as white as snow, the white longsword in his hand already sheathed in his sleeve, replaced by a shattered black token.

Everyone turned to look.

Xuan Tian Zhenjun released his grip, and fragments of the token fell from between his fingers.

hum.

A deep, resonant sound echoed through the heavens and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the entire sky above the Sea of ​​Illusion lit up.

Countless golden patterns emerged from the ground, water, and air, and in the blink of an eye, they intertwined to form a massive array covering thousands of miles.

The formation was extremely complex, with every line glowing like golden chains stretching across the heavens and earth.