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Ling Ran was bawling in front of me, but he didn't forget why he was here, and after a few hiccups he began to tell me about his last visit.

Xijie had been submerged in the Lake of Desire for a full half an hour, and the demonic flames were burning inside. After being fished out, he had been in a coma due to the high temperature. After a few days, he started to vomit black blood. Logically speaking, only the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord could cure the demonic flames in the Devil Realm, because only the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord could enter the maze of the Devil Realm to read the secret manuals, but the maze had been destroyed... Along with tens of thousands of secret mental cultivation methods.

Although I didn't want to improve back then, I was forced by the Demon Emperor to live a life worse than death. In ten days, I recited all the ancient books of the Devil Realm.

In other words, the only one in this world who can save Xijie is me.

Last time, I had already promised to save him, but right Patronus stopped me.

This Right Patronus is my old friend, Wanqing.

The little girl who had been so scared of Zhuochen all those years ago finally managed to win a round from Zhuochen's son. Right Patronus had contributed a lot to the Devil Realm over the past tens of thousands of years. When Ling E succeeded the throne, she originally said that she would be the new Demon Lord.

Ever since he brought Xijie back, Right Patronus had been targeting him. Even Xijie's fall into the Lake of Desire was part of her plan. Now, she was even more crazy to the point of leading troops to stop him from taking Xijie away from the Devil Realm...

I listened to Plumage's account with a deep sigh in my heart. The girl who used to be so clever and playful had turned out to be full of revenge and hatred, and it was my fault whether it was her fault or not.

"You said that Wanqing has always been against that person of yours. I don't know if the reason behind this is the same as what I thought -" I interrupted him indifferently and asked with narrowed eyes.

Ling E suddenly raised his head to look at me, his face devoid of any color.

This child was afraid that I would have the same attitude as Wanqing, so she had been hiding something from me, but in her panic, she forgot to tell me the whole story. That matter was hard for Wanqing to let go of, but it was nothing to me. The reason why I interrupted him now was just to make things clear and not make a fuss about it in the future.

"Because of the war ten thousand years ago, you were afraid that I would go back on my word and not save him, so you kept my identity as Xijie a secret, right?"

I lowered my head and did not look into Ling E's pleading eyes, "You're afraid that I would know that he belongs to the Divine Realm, and you're afraid that I would want him to die immediately, right?"

"In fact... it was a nightmare for me, a nightmare in which I lost my most loyal servant, my bravest subordinate, my best friend, and everything I had..."

"But who would care about a dream? No. In my eyes, you are no different from him."

Ling Zhi was crying in front of me.

"He was hurt because of you. He was hurt because of your hesitation and hesitation. You can't change your mind so easily." What I didn't have the nerve to say was that I would regret if I ended up like your father and me.

I am a bit tired. Before I fell asleep again, I received a small book.

Ling Zhi looked at me with red eyes, "This thing... I think you might want to see it."

I didn't care about Ling Ran's smart aleck thoughts. I endured my fatigue and carefully read the book.

The edges of the book were charred and curled, and there were faint gray marks on the unlettered cover. The valley was cold to begin with, and the paper was brittle.

An inexplicable panic rose in my heart, and I shut my eyes with all my might. My cold hands trembled, and I opened the first page - the diary of the Dome Hall.

The words were written in an extremely arrogant manner. The words were just like the person who wrote them. It was extremely similar to the character of the person who wrote them.

My frozen heart beat twice. It is not a book. Every page is just a few words written by him.

"Two days ago, I went into the Dome Hall and found these things in the study. After my father passed away, the Dome Hall was sealed according to my father's wishes. This time, I went in to search for old artifacts and accidentally found them. " Ling Ran's words only passed by my ears. They didn't enter my mind at all. I was concentrating on the words in my hands...