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

Zhou Yan saw a boil, a boil in a world line. Something was lurking behind the world line, seemingly trying to pour something into this world line, but it couldn't get out because of a thin membrane.

As for how to get out...

Zhou Yan looked at the chairman who was lying on the desk.

This character, who was originally used to open up new timelines, has now lost his original purpose. This is not good, this is wrong.

Zhou Yan imbued the abscess with his own dual thoughts of having and not having.

Zhou Yan said hesitantly.

"I remember, I think I was... somewhat of an all-rounder."

Little Yama didn't understand Zhou Yan's meaning.

"Xiao Yan, what do you want to say?"

Zhou Yan stared intently at his own thought, chanting a prayer.

"Nine Netherworld Exorcising Heavenly Venerable!"

The abscess stirred, and a new option, one that hadn't originally existed (option 3), began to emerge from its own mind.

Zhou Yan spoke.

"Normal people keep diaries, especially the elderly. When their minds are not clear, keeping a diary is a must to record the beautiful memories!"

Zhou Yan, in his mythological form, shouted to Little Yama.

"Brother Yan, go check the chairman's desk drawers!"

Little Yama ran to the chairman's side, pushed the man aside, and stared at the table under the desk.

There were several drawers under the table, all of which were locked. Of course, as the Central Ghost Emperor, a powerful figure with strength thousands or tens of thousands of times that of a normal person, he easily and violently opened the drawer locks and pulled out the drawers one by one.

There were many documents and notebooks in the drawer.

Zhou Yan spoke again.

"A diary is such an important thing that it cannot be seen by others. It must be kept safe, for example, by locking it up."

Little Yama rummaged through the drawers and, sure enough, found a notebook locked with a lock.

Zhou Yan said with satisfaction.

"Combination locks are easy to guess, and electronic locks are unreliable. As for locks, key locks are more suitable. In order to avoid not being able to use them when you want them, you should carry the key with you and hide it well to ensure that it will not be lost."

Little Yanjun rode on the waist of Chairman Jiu, who had fallen to the ground. His two small hands frantically reached from his shirt to his pants pockets, and then pulled out a wallet from his pants pocket. Inside the wallet was a handmade key.

Insert the key into the diary lock, and with a click, the notebook opens.

Zhou Yan stared at his own thought and continued to choose options that were originally impossible.

Zhou Yan has now essentially taken over the power of the Fengdu Emperor through the divine skill "One Thought". This action has many limitations, but the Fengdu Emperor was originally from the same faction as Zhou Yan, and Zhou Yan himself also has a certain degree of ability to modify reality. With these factors combined, a path to survival has been found in what was originally a dead end.

Bai Ze is such a cunning and shrewd individual!

"Since it's a locked diary, there must be a lot of things inside that can't be said."

Xiao Yanjun opened the diary. The first page was about how the chairman, when he was a child, colluded with several rich kids to bully some poor classmates. One poor classmate was so angry that he jumped off a building, but the chairman's father later settled the matter.

The chairman expressed remorse for the matter after he got old, but after remorse, he lost everything.

On the second page, the chairman has come of age and has begun to take over the family business. This seaside hotel is a project that the chairman invested in when he was young.

The project details how, after encountering local evil spirits, the construction team was so frightened that they fled and began to slack off. To avoid wasting the investment, the chairman consulted a sorceress, who suggested that seven human-shaped stakes have now appeared, with two remaining that are nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Yan's voice echoed in Xiao Yan's ears once again.

"In this diary, there are joyful moments, happy moments, important moments, seemingly unimportant moments that I remember very clearly, and seemingly important moments that I only vaguely remember now. On the surface, the chairman has to be a glamorous and powerful business leader, but in reality, he is a very weak person. He dares not show his weakness in front of others, and can only vent his emotions in his diary when he is alone."

Little Yanjun began to peruse how the chairman collaborated with gangs from various regions, recruiting many people who couldn't afford to repay high-interest loans to act as human bait.

"Oh, right, it's probably because he's done too many bad things that the chairman is terrified of ghosts. He's highly vigilant about any supernatural events that happen around him, so he worships gods and Buddhas every day and visits various temples and Taoist monasteries every year."

During the human stake practice, the chairman's diary was filled with his fear that such practices would shorten his lifespan or even invite revenge from vengeful ghosts. He wrote thousands of words about this, saying that the world is a dog-eat-dog world, and that tigers and beasts that eat sheep and cows are punished for killing wild animals. He also said that he would fast and bathe every year and offer incense to gods and Buddhas in the hope of removing the bad karma on his body.

After some time, the seaside hotel began to be haunted.

Zhou Yan's almost incantation-like voice continued to emerge, and the world lines were like strings on a performance stage, vibrating and bouncing with Zhou Yan's words, bringing out wave after wave of music that made the world change color.

"But this action seems to fool himself, but not others. The seaside hotel, the place that brought the chairman the greatest wealth, has begun to attract all sorts of supernatural and ghostly things."

The diary that Little Yama found began to contain images of ghosts that stole food, ghosts that faced the wall, ghosts that peeped, little ghosts, and so on. All the ghosts that Little Yama and Zhou Yan had previously inquired about appeared in this diary.

Little Yama quickly flipped through the pages, going over each ghost he had heard of before, until he came to the page for a ghost he had never seen before, called the Water Ghost.

This water ghost story happened when a hotel guest was taking a shower and discovered a strange human face in the water in his bathtub. The face didn't kill anyone, but it still terrified the guest.

After you pass the water ghost, there's the last ghost, the door-knocking ghost.

Some residents hear someone knocking on their door while they are sleeping at night, but when they go to open the door, they can't see anyone.

After this happened several times, the hotel began to become restless. The chairman had to find a master to perform several rituals for the hotel and place several Mount Tai steles in the corners of the hotel. With these Mount Tai steles in place, all the ghosts and spirits in the hotel were calmed down.

Zhou Yan stopped his recitation and roared at Little Yama.

"The Mount Tai Stele!"

"We'll be safe once we pull out the Mount Tai Stele!"

Suddenly, a storm raged outside, and faint, angry thunder rumbled through the window.

But these attempts to stop them were ineffective; Zhou Yan manipulated his Gouchen Sword Qi, shattering all the Mount Tai monuments within the hotel.

The dense, yin energy that frosted the ground instantly spread out, enveloping Zhou Yan and Little Yama.

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Chapter 681, Chapter Nine: Venting Anger

The dense yin energy, like smoke, constantly distorted and changed the surrounding colors and lines, transforming them into something else.

The annotation boxes in front of Zhou Yan changed constantly with the varying depths of the surrounding Yin energy, eventually stabilizing. Zhou Yan arrived at a grand hall called the Yinming Palace.

The main hall was about fifty meters high. The surrounding pillars, steps, and throne were not for ordinary people to sit on. They were meant for giants who were over twenty meters tall to stand on. Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun did indeed see a king wearing a black robe and a white jade crown standing at the innermost part of the palace.

When Little Yama saw this king, he bowed and clasped his hands in greeting.

"The Central Ghost Emperor pays respects to the Great Emperor of Fengdu!"

Inside the palace was the supreme ruler of the underworld, with the Ten Kings of Hell merely being the Fengdu Emperor, a subordinate of him.

Zhou Yan also followed suit, cupping his fists towards the Emperor of Fengdu—or rather, raising his claws. Zhou Yan was still in his mythical form and hadn't yet regained his human form.

"Bai Ze is extremely grateful for the help of the Emperor of Fengdu this time."

After a pause, Zhou Yan sensed something and turned his head in his mythical form.

At the entrance to the Yinming Palace, Nuwa, with a human head and a snake's body, walked in. The doorway was quite far from Zhou Yan's side, but Nuwa used some unknown means to twist her snake tail and appear in front of Zhou Yan. She then hugged the furry Zhou Yan and happily rubbed his little head.

"noob!"

Nuwa then rubbed Zhou Yan's hairy back, her hands kneading until the hair was all tangled up.

Zhou Yan smiled wryly.

"Goddess Nuwa, Bai Ze owes a great debt to you."

Zhou Yan dared not even think about what would happen to him if he were captured by Bo Xun. Fortunately, he had a powerful backer.

Nuwa's expression turned cold, and she said in a deep voice.

"That guy, Mara, has really lost all sense of shame."

The Fengdu Emperor, who had been motionless like a statue in front of him, also spoke.

"Marsh, you've crossed the line."

The voice of the Emperor of Fengdu echoed throughout the palace, his chilling tone revealing that the king was also very displeased with Mara's actions.

Little Yama gritted his teeth and said.

"Indeed, Your Majesty, Mara has gone too far!"

Nuwa slowly swayed her snake tail and carried Zhou Yan to the side of Little Yama.

"Before, seeing the world was unstable, Mara didn't intervene, so we gave him some face. Now he dares to bare his teeth at us!"

The world is already fragmented, so the Heavenly Emperors tacitly agree that as long as you don't do anything outrageous, everyone will tolerate it. Everyone knows that Mara wants to resurrect Shakyamuni, but the Heavenly Emperors did not stop him. Everyone tacitly agrees that as long as Mara doesn't intervene, they will let their subordinates deal with whatever comes their way. This way, the impact can be minimized.

Who knew that Mara would ultimately tear that tacit understanding apart?

The white crown before the Emperor of Fengdu swayed continuously, and the crisp clinking sound echoed throughout the palace.

"How could we have believed Mara's words that he wouldn't cause trouble?"

Before Qi, Zhou Yan, the Little Yama King, was blocked on his way by Bo Xun and was almost captured alive. However, with the help of Nuwa and the Emperor of Fengdu, Bo Xun left after saying, "I will let you go this time."

Nuwa and the Emperor of Fengdu judged others by their own standards, believing that as the Heavenly Emperor, Mara should at least have some sense of shame and that his words should be kept.

Lu had always given what was due when he did business with others, so he didn't react much to Lu's actions.

3. As it turns out, this time she really went crazy for love and didn't even care about her reputation.

This can't go on. When someone starts to disregard promises, it means they are capable of anything.

Nuwa and the Emperor of Fengdu want to teach Bo Xun a lesson, to teach this love-struck guy what he can and cannot do!

What will happen if you do something you shouldn't do?

Nuwa turned around and casually waved her hand.

The wave of I's hand was light and gentle, like fanning the wind in front of him, but in Zhou Yan's eyes, it was as if it had struck a large area of ​​void in front of him. The void was easily torn open by the immense force, revealing the chaotic and dark interior.

Nuwa carried Zhou Yan into the dark, chaotic cavern, followed by the Great Emperor of Fengdu leading Little Yama into the cavern.

After a brief period of darkness, light appeared at the end of the darkness. The light grew larger and brighter until it finally covered Zhou Yan, Nuwa, Little Yama, and the Emperor of Fengdu.

The light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surrounding forests and hills.

As if he had lost his past and entered the temple of the future on Mount Ling, Zhou Yan suddenly found himself in a new world, except that this world was the sixth day.

Zhou Yan, held in Nuwa's arms, turned his little head around, his eyes filled with annotations such as "trees of the sixth day," "land of the sixth day," "insects of the sixth day," and "people of the sixth day."

The little Yama beside Nuwa asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect the environment on the sixth day to be almost the same as Earth's."

The surrounding environment was not much different from that of the suburbs of human cities on Earth. The trees, the land, and the surrounding environment made Xiao Yanjun think that he had come to a temperate zone on Earth.

Looking from east to west, beyond the rolling mountains, lay a vast city with countless palaces. With his magically enhanced eyes, Little Yama saw that in that city, birds sang and danced, people reveled, and demons played games for the sixth day.

Several powerful True God-level Heavenly Demons possessed exceptional spiritual senses. As soon as Little Yama's gaze arrived, they sensed the attention he was focusing on. Several True God-level Heavenly Demons flew up from the massive city and arrived in front of Little Yama and the others.

These true gods were all delighted to see Nuwa's stunning beauty, but before they could even make a move, dark clouds gathered above their heads.

When the demons looked up, they saw that the sun had disappeared from the sky above, and only countless famous mountains and rivers hung upside down, as if reflecting the scene of heaven and earth.

The inverted mountains and rivers were covered up, and the several heavenly demons that had flown over vanished instantly.

Each of these is at the level of a true god.

Nuwa chuckled, and the reflections of the famous mountains and rivers above her head expanded outwards, covering more and more mountain cities and towns. In each place covered, a large number of true gods and heavenly demons emerged.

Some of these celestial demons wielded mountain-splitting axes and smashed them at the Mountain and River Map; some carried drumsticks; some were surrounded by divine swords; and some transformed into a giant blood-red Buddha statue, reaching out towards the Mountain and River Map.

Regardless of whether these people were fighting alone or in groups, they all turned into streams of light and were absorbed into this landscape painting.

There was no one who could withstand a single blow.

Nuwa gently stroked Zhou Yan's little head and said with a smile.

"Xiaobai, Mom will avenge you!"

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Chapter 682, Chapter Ten: Temperate Zone

That is, the Heavenly Demon City.

Unlike ordinary human cities, the Demon City of the Heavenly Demon is the residence of Mara, the Lord of the Heavenly Demons. It is six thousand yojanas in length and breadth, with seven layers of palace walls, seven layers of railings, seven layers of nets, and seven layers of trees.

Countless celestial demons dwell within, but these celestial demons are different from those imagined by ordinary people. The male celestial demons in the Celestial Demon City are dressed as gods, with ribbons trailing behind them. They are tall and handsome, possessing both the good looks of a young heartthrob and the full spirit of a man.

The female demon was dressed in a thin veil, her graceful figure partially revealed between the fabric, yet her expression remained extremely calm, holy and serene.

The surrounding environment was also semi-natural and semi-artificial, with large swathes of lush green trees growing among the palaces, and each tree was home to a spirit bird, whose song could soothe the soul.