After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

It wasn't until 1 a.m. that all the supplies were delivered. After looking at the empty square, Wei Youde wearily got into his vehicle and returned to his upscale residential area.

Having become the mayor of Luomen City, Wei Youde had brought his wife and daughter to Luomen City some time ago. When Wei Youde returned, his wife and daughter were already asleep.

Not wanting to disturb his wife and daughter's sleep, Wei Youde took off his shoes in the entryway of his house, took a shower in the bathroom on the first floor, and then dragged his tired body up to the guest bedroom on the second floor to lie down.

Exhausted, Wei Youde's consciousness was overwhelmed by darkness and chaos within minutes.

Wei Youde fell asleep easily and woke up.

There are many ordinary people in this world with "superpowers" that normal people don't have. For example, some people can eat as much as they want and not gain weight, some people can remember everything they see, and some people are very special. They think about what time they want to get up the next day before going to bed, and that's exactly what time they will get up.

The control over the body's pores has reached a certain level.

Wei Youde has this ability to control his biological clock. As long as he thinks about what time he will get up the next day before going to sleep, he will actually get up at that time.

Before going to sleep, Wei Youde set a timer for himself to get up at eight o'clock.

As always, Wei Youde shuddered at the appointed time and then opened his eyes.

I glanced at the clock by the bedside. Hmm, it's definitely eight o'clock.

Wei Youde yawned as he got out of bed, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains. The moment he did, he was stunned.

The night outside the window was deep and dark, the sky was pitch black, and there was no light at all; it didn't look like dawn at all.

Is it going to rain?

And judging from how dark it is, it looks like it's going to rain heavily later.

Wei Youde went downstairs to wash up, then went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of instant noodles. After eating, he left his villa.

As soon as he stepped outside, Wei Youde couldn't help but look up.

"wrong……"

Wei Youde murmured as he looked at the night sky.

Even at night, if you look up at the sky, you can still distinguish between the night sky and the sky obscured by clouds.

When Wei Youde looked up at the sky, it was clearly cloudless, with only a dark blue sky in sight.

In other words, it's eight o'clock now, and it's still dark, not because dark clouds are gathering and it's the prelude to a heavy rain.

But the sky was truly that dark, with no sign of dawn.

How could this be?

……

Port of Lomon.

Zhou Yan sat on an open ground. Jiu Feng, who had arrived early, leaned on Zhou Yan's shoulder, breathing evenly, her eyes closed, sleeping soundly.

But Zhou Yan's phone rang at that moment.

"The peach leaf is so pointed, "

The willow leaves covered the entire sky.

6. In his position, this wise old man,

Listen carefully to what I have to say…

Zhou Yan took out his phone, answered the call, and Wei Youde's voice came through.

"Councilor Zhou, the sky... the sky..."

Zhou Yan said calmly.

"It's alright, I'll take care of everything. Just do whatever you need to do, don't worry."

Wei Youde wanted to ask something more, but Zhou Yan hung up the phone.

Jiufeng, who was sleeping on Zhou Yan's shoulder, trembled slightly and then opened her eyes.

Zhou Yan looked at Jiu Feng and comforted her.

"If you're tired, go back to sleep now..."

Zhou Yan looked up at the sky, which was still dark even though it was already nine o'clock.

"It's not a good time."

Beyond the Northwest Sea, north of the Chishui River, lies Zhangwei Mountain.

There is a god with a human face and a snake's body, and is red in color. He has straight eyes and rides upright. When he closes his eyes, it is dark; when he opens them, it is bright. He neither eats, sleeps, nor rests, and he is summoned by wind and rain.

It is Zhu Jiuyin, it is Zhulong.

When Zhu Jiuyin closes his eyes, it is darkness; when he opens his eyes, it is dawn.

The current scene should be the one where Zhu Jiuyin has closed his eyes.

So, because I might have ruined your wife, and you even made your own daughter call me grandpa, you, Zhu Jiuyin, came here in person?

Do we have such a deep grudge?

Even someone as powerful as you has to come and kill me personally?

Zhou Yan suddenly turned his head, and the young man saw a cloud of black mist suddenly appear behind him, enveloping a shipping container. In an instant, the container lost its color and lines.

It was at this moment that Zhou Yan saw the attribute panel of this black mist, [″Three-]¤◇≌

Name: Lost Yin and Yang.

Source: Chaos caused by the tilting of heaven and earth.

Supernatural powers.

Determined: All things enter and become unclear.

Loss: All things entering within become emptiness.

Hidden: Unfathomable, unpredictable.

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze, and after a few seconds, the voice of Little Yama echoed in his mind.

"Come and take a look at this place."

A picture appeared in Zhou Yan's mind.

The image is taken from an overhead perspective, encompassing the entire city of Rome.

Zhou Yan had flown over Luomen City more than once, so he knew the terrain around Luomen City very well. But now, looking at the terrain inside and outside Luomen City from an overhead perspective, Zhou Yan was shocked to find that the terrain was no longer right.

Inside Luomen City, everything was fine; all the buildings and orientations were normal. However, outside Luomen City, large swathes of land were covered by a black aura that had lost its yin and yang balance. The mountain ranges and terrain of the area covered by this aura were completely different from the previous outskirts of Luomen City.

It seems that the black fog has moved something that doesn't belong to the outskirts of Luomen City out and settled it there.

The Zhujiuyin is a thousand kilometers long, and Zhou Yan suspects that the undulating terrain may be the body of the Zhulong.

Damn it, they actually came.

Zhou Yan picked up Jiu Feng, and Jiu Feng blushed.

"Hey, Xiao Yan, we're outside right now... Shall we go inside?"

Zhou Yan completely ignored Jiu Feng's wishful thinking, took off and flew towards the outskirts of the city.

At Zhou Yan's speed, it wouldn't take ten seconds to fly from Luomen Port to the city's edge, just like the scene Xiao Yanjun showed Zhou Yan.

The area outside the city was completely shrouded in black mist, which could completely devour mortal objects. The layers of black mist intertwined and concealed the view of all mortals.

But whether it was Zhou Yan, the nine phoenixes he was holding, or even the little Yama King hiding in the shadows, they all had divine protection. When the black mist covered Zhou Yan, it was quickly blown away by the light emanating from him.

Zhou Yan then followed the path through the thickest part of the black fog.

After running for about ten kilometers, Zhou Yan saw a shadowy figure with dragon horns appear at the end of the black fog.

Seven Candles Nine Yin!

There's no mistake, I'm standing right in front of Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhou Yan continued to accelerate, the black mist in front of him grew thicker and thicker, but the shadow became clearer and clearer.

Zhou Yan whispered to Jiu Feng.

"Get ready to fight."

Jiufeng gave a somewhat disappointed "oh".

As the last wisp of black mist dissipated before his eyes, Zhou Yan saw two enormous dragon horns, each a thousand meters long and entwined with black energy, appear before him.

Zhou Yan immediately shouted.

"Brother Zhu, it's all a misunderstanding, I didn't..."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment. Following the dragon's horn downwards, Zhou Yan saw Zhu Bo, but not the living Zhu Bo, but the skeleton of the dead Zhu Bo.

A dragon corpse, stretching like a mountain range and shrouded in black mist, lay on the ground, with an ancient longsword called "Wife Sword" stuck between its eyebrows.

Zhou Yan checked the time of Zhu Bo's death: half an hour ago.

Someone killed Zhu Bo before I arrived!

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The Siyou Imperial Carriage emerged from the black mist behind Zhou Yan, enveloped in its own black fog.

Behind the coachman Bai Qi, the curtain door was opened, and Little Yama peeked out from inside.

"Huh? This is..."

Little Yama looked at the huge dragon corpse in front of the carriage with a puzzled expression. Zhou Yan put Jiu Feng aside and stared at the dragon corpse as he spoke.

"It's Zhubo, that is, um, Bixia Yuanjun's fiancé."

Zhou Yan used his omniscience to confirm again that the corpse's name was indeed Zhu Bo, not Zhu Jiuyin.

A divine dragon like Zhujiuyin shouldn't have died so easily here; it would be much easier to accept if it were his son.

The nine-phoenix, floating in mid-air, glanced at Little Yama, but said nothing. (Two-~°<｛（＿′○))

As a true god, it's normal for Zhou Yan to have a few awakened friends. As for who these awakened friends are and what their bloodlines are, most of the time, they won't say unless they take the initiative to do so, otherwise it would be offensive.

Because for most Awakened Ones, their Awakened Bloodline is roughly equivalent to the direction of their abilities and even their weaknesses.

Although Jiufeng was curious about the relationship between Xiao Yanjun and Zhou Yan, she dared not offend him.

Little Yama looked at Zhou Yan with surprise and spoke through telepathy.

"Xiao Yan, you're something else! You slept with someone's wife and then killed her fiancé."

Zhou Yan was both amused and exasperated (he also transmitted his voice secretly).

"Putting aside the fact that I have no connection with Bixia Yuanjun, how could I be so powerful as to kill Zhubo so easily?"

Zhou Yan looked at the "wife sword" stuck between Zhu Bo's eyebrows.

Seemingly sensing Zhou Yan's gaze, the "wife sword" flashed and then dimmed.

Countless points of light radiated outward from the "Wife Sword," which itself began to dim, become transparent, and eventually disappear.

The corpse of Zhu Bo, whose "wife sword" was no longer between his eyebrows, trembled, and two streams of hot white steam spewed out from the nostrils of the dragon head.

Zhou Yan, Jiu Feng, and Xiao Yan Jun all changed color.

The true god is immortal, and this Zhu Bo has turned into a corpse—oh no, he's been resurrected?

This "wife sword" is useless; it only lasted a short while before it gave out.

It wasn't as bad as Zhou Yan and Little Yama had imagined. After Zhu Bo's corpse exhaled two breaths from its nostrils, it stopped moving, but large wisps of black energy emanated from its dragon-scale-covered body.

Like a deflated balloon, Zhu Bo's body began to rapidly wither and shrink. In less than a minute, Zhu Bo's body, having shrunk to its limit, turned into powder and fell to the ground.

The corpses that filled almost the entire suburbs outside Roman City were gone just like that.

Inside the Siyou Imperial Carriage, the Little Yama King clenched his fingers a few times before speaking.

"I didn't sense Zhu Bo's soul."

Even though Zhu Bo was dead, his primordial spirit and soul should still be there. However, Xiao Yanjun, the Central Ghost Emperor, did not sense any trace of Zhu Bo's primordial spirit and soul.

Zhou Yan hummed in agreement.

Zhu Bo should not be dead. This eldest son of Zhu Jiuyin should be a true god. After being killed, he should be qualified to be resurrected by any means. However, he seemed to be suppressed by the "Wife Sword" before, which made it difficult for him to be resurrected. Just now, as soon as the "Wife Sword" disappeared, Zhu Bo regained his ability to be resurrected.

The surrounding black mist slowly dissipated.