The demon ape was silent for a moment.

"Look!" Demon Lord Seven Hate said: "I saw you that day, you were only nineteen years old, and you were in a mere palace, but you dared to refuse me. When we meet again today, we are almost standing close to each other, and when we come to Jizhen, we are overly cautious. Sure enough, Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again!"

Without waiting for the demon ape to speak, he threw something out casually: "I'll give you this clue - if you don't want it, you can destroy it. If it's useful, go find it. Just do what you want!"

He simply disappeared.

Only a paperweight, neither gold nor jade nor iron nor wood, was left, hanging in the air, exuding a faint evil aura. The animal button was in the shape of a crouching dragon, and the carving was very delicate and agile as life.

It doesn’t matter if the demon ape picks it up or not. It doesn’t matter if it looks or doesn’t look.

With a simple wave of his hand, he gathered together a true Samadhi furnace again and threw the dragon button paperweight, which was said to contain clues to the "Sea of ​​Bitterness, Eternal Desire Demon Art", into the furnace.

The flame does not burn it, only the space it contaminates.

The Seven Hate Demon Lord said that he was already very powerful and no longer needed to be cautious. But it was only after he had become so powerful that he realized how powerful the sky was and could feel the Seven Hate Demon Lord's power——

He once resisted the magic power because he was in the Inner Palace Realm, and he also had the heart to look down upon him. He thought that the Demon King was just like this, and he might be able to surpass him soon. It was like an ant carrying a human hair.

I thought humans only weighed this much.

But that kind of understanding is so shallow.

The Demon Ape thought quietly for a while, and put aside the proposal of the Seven Hate Demon Lord for the time being, just like the paperweight in the furnace. However, he raised his mountain-like finger and flicked it.

A wisp of demonic energy popped out suddenly, following the phantom trail of the Seven Hate Demon Lord's departure.

The boundless mirror sea suddenly ripples.

…

Among the desolate tombs in the world, Song Wanxi, who had blood-colored phoenix eyes, just took a step outside and stepped back into the cemetery. The iron-like soil, the heavy black tomb, and the wordless monument.

Her blood-glazed eyes, which had no emotional feedback for a long time, were like two perfectly-fitted glazed windows. At this moment, it was as if the window was pushed open - a wisp of demonic energy jumped out of it, like an arrow leaving the string, silently.

Fly to the far sky.

The blood-glazed eyes became a little more lively at this moment.

"Other and I" have gone, and "self" has returned.

She turned around without saying a word and walked in the opposite direction of the demonic aura.

The most oppressive Demon Lord of the Seven Hates has left, and the puppet master only asked her to explore freely without leaving any specific orders. Her life and freedom have temporarily returned. Now she has a lot of time to take her time.

Observe this desolate world.

Demons are not without emotions.

But she really didn't have any emotions at the moment.

She hasn't had time to establish her emotions as a demon, so she only has memories of the past and memories of the present. The emotions of the past no longer exist, and the feeling now is only desolation.

Wherever you look, there is a rust-colored sky and a black-iron earth. There seems to be no difference between the front, back, left and right. It is really a place with no hope.

She folded a thorny iron branch and casually tied it around the waterfall of green silk.

Just move forward and experience whatever you encounter.
Chapter completed!