C1 Chapter I Little Prince and the Dark Lord

Unparalleled snow, the wolves howled.

The heavenly fire burned for 99 days. The heavenly paradises were scorched black, not a single blade of grass grew. The demon spirits that survived were all hiding outside of the Three Realms, in a state of endless fear.

After eight rounds of patrolling Heavenly Generals, Little Fishy Black Hole's surroundings finally quieted down.

The Infernal King turned around with difficulty. Before this, his four limbs had already been broken, and after enduring the hunger of ninety-one days, he was only one step away from death. He reached out and touched the last dried man-eating flower. He pressed on the most painful part of it, and the hand that fell to the ground flew up automatically. It landed exactly at the place where his wrist was broken.

Just as he was about to jump up, he heard a sweet voice from above his head. It sounded childish and childish: "Ji Wu Hua, there's a black hole here … …"

"This is a black hole made by a small fish. Nothing can be hidden from our eyes. Stop looking, let's go …"

Ji Wu Xue stopped and looked around curiously. She was a beginner level Exorcist Immortal. In this great battle, she was purely just a nobody. Because she was timid, she didn't come to the battlefield to take a look until the end of the war.

Ji Wu Hua's footsteps quickened: "Wu Xue, quickly go! This place is terrifyingly cold, I don't want to stay here …"

"Shh..." She suddenly took his hand. "I smell cannibal flowers …"

Ji Wu Hua's face changed drastically: "The man-eating flower? "Are you sure?"

"Really, the smell is coming from under the black hole. It's very strong..."

At this moment, Wu Yan's severed palm was in the midst of a final growth. It would be completely healed in a short period of time. At that time, the power that he had cultivated for ten thousand years would erupt like a volcano, invincible and unstoppable.

Hearing the conversation above, he shook and turned into a thin shadow, sticking closely to the wall.

Ji Wuhua shook his hand and a piece of colorful silk floated down. The shadow that was stuck to the wall had nowhere to hide, as if it was attracted by a strong magnetic field, causing its insides to burn and its primordial spirit to dissipate.

Seeing that his efforts were about to fail, Wu Sang abruptly closed his eyes and a thick smoke rose up along with the colorful silk.

Ji Wu Hua cried out, "What a strong black smoke! Oh god, this is the Demon King Wu Sang... No snow, we've got Witch. This is the Great Demon King Wu Sang, the Wu Sang that even a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers could not catch … "

Ji Wu Xue took a step back in fear. "Is he really the legendary Great Demon King Wu Yan?"

"It's definitely him! I saw his arrest warrant back at the Ninth Heaven. Amongst all the demons, only his shadow carried the blood-red Nascent Soul, the symbol passed down from generation to generation by the Demon King. Haha, let's hand over his Nascent Soul.

Just as he held it in his hand, his palm suddenly went numb, and a strand of blood red smoke shot up to the sky. At the same time, his body staggered, and before he could even make a sound, he fainted on the snowy ground.

"Ji Wu Hua, what are you doing? "Ah …"

In the next moment, Ji Wuxue's throat was grabbed by a devil palm that was extending from the front of his head. If that devil palm used even a little bit of strength, her weak throat would immediately break.

Soon, the shadow became fainter and fainter, and the blood-red color in the center became fainter and fainter. However, like a small mountain that could grow, it suddenly expanded, became bigger and bigger, and became invincible.

A loud bang echoed out.

The last trace of the smell of the man-eating flower faded away as the new demon king came out of seclusion.

Ji Wuxue widened his eyes in fear. He saw the wind blow away the black cloak that was as majestic as the mountain in front of his eyes, revealing an incredibly handsome and evil face.

His eyes were pitch black, and his raging anger was even more frightening than the previous match. He grabbed onto her neck as if he was holding onto a little chick, coldly sizing her up as if to say, You two mere immortals actually dare to provoke this sovereign? Tell me, how do you want to die?

At this moment, the little immortal, Ji Wuxue, was already scared senseless. Her face was shivering and her eyes that were as clear as a deer's eyes were covered with a layer of mist. And because of this, she looked even more pure and lovely, like a meek lamb at the feet of an immortal emperor.

In the next moment, the Infernal King's hand had already ripped apart her rainbow-colored clothes. Scarlet flames spewed out of her eyes like a hungry wolf as she stared unwaveringly at the flesh and bones. Moth eyebrows, phoenix eyes, almond face, and peachy cheeks were the most beautiful, purest, and unapproachable body in the world.

And he, the Infernal King in the darkness, had the most evil and depraved eyes in the world.

Wu Xian looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed out loud. The power of hatred was about to burst out of his chest.

He stretched out his hand and pinched the little lamb's chin, softly talking to himself as if, "People say that fairies are the purest, but I will destroy your purity, turning you into the world's most lustful group, toppling all living things, disrupting the world, ten thousand times more fallen than us devils …"

The demonic palm landed on this little deity's collarbone. It was cool and warm, reminiscent of the first red flower that bloomed on the prairie. It was faint, delicate, and fragrant.

However, he did not show any mercy. He suddenly pulled back with all his strength as Ji Wuxue's legs stomped wildly, maintaining his last breath of air.

It was only when her face turned purple that Wu Xian slightly loosened his grip and his gaze fell on the jade token on her neck. Superior jade, without any other colors. It was the highest level of emerald that could be formed after hundreds of thousands of years.

With a thought, he stretched out his leg and kicked the unconscious Ji Wuxue, causing him to flip over. He also saw a similar jade token on Ji Wuxue's neck.

He was like a hungry wolf that had been hunted down for eighteen days. He finally found a chance to counterattack, and was determined to kill all of his enemies.

He let go of Ji Wuxue and bent down to remove the jade tablet from Ji Wuxue's body. After looking at it carefully, he said the first sentence, "He is the son of the Immortal Emperor?"

Wu Xue nodded with all her might, her trembling hands subconsciously covering the jade medallion on her neck.

Her gaze fell on her jade token once again. It was obvious that her jade token was a pair with Ji Wuhua, both in terms of size and texture. According to the rules of the heavens, this little fairy girl was the future partner that the Immortal Emperor had assigned to her son.

This jade token had a miraculous immortal art imbued into it. Even Wu Xian didn't dare to ignore it. However, these two youths were still young and ignorant. Their immortal bones had yet to fully mature, and they were still unable to use them.

He stretched out his hand and tore off her jade tablet, "Do you want to die or live?"

When had the poor female immortal ever experienced such a situation? The Nine Heavens Palace was a place where birds chirped and birds danced. It was a place of harmony and harmony, and no one had ever seen anything terrifying. This time, she and the little prince Ji Wu Hua had sneaked out to play. It was the first time in her life that she had slipped out of Heaven Realm, but unfortunately, she fell into the devilish hands.

"So it turns out that you high and mighty fairies are also so cowardly? It's even worse than a mouse. "

Wu Yan smiled contemptuously, kicked Ji Wuhua far away, then carried Wu Xue and left.

After an unknown period of time, he stopped in his tracks. The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, but the smell of burnt ground was getting thicker and thicker. He loosened his grip, and the snow fell heavily onto the cold snow.

She struggled to get up, wanting to see the whereabouts of her senior brother, but she was petrified with fear. This was neither the Heaven Realm nor the Underworld Realm. In front of them was a bottomless abyss that was shrouded in smoke and deathly still without any signs of life.

Wu Xian stomped on the ground and pointed a finger at the sky, his voice resounding through the world, "I, the great demon king Wu Sha has already resurrected. "Children, come out. It's time for revenge …"

The surroundings were still deathly silent.

The war between the Heaven Realm and the Demon Realm had a history of millions of years. Killing the Black Demon King was the wish of the Immortal Emperor for many years, but he was repeatedly defeated and had no other choice.

Finally, the Black Demon King Wu Xian, who was scouted by the soldiers, went into closed door cultivation every 100 thousand years to launch a surprise attack on the demon realm. In this war, although Wu Yan was lucky enough to escape, most of the demon spirits in the Demon World were killed, and the rest of the mob fled far away.

After a long time no one responded. Wu Xue secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, Black Demon King has really become a loner. However, he soon noticed a strange cry.

Initially, it was just a wisp of smoke that could not be seen with the naked eye, a wisp of smoke … It was as though the world had suddenly distorted. Following which, strange demon spirits started to float from the clouds, slowly taking form.

They faced Wu salty's huge black cloak and kowtowed one by one. Their wails shook the heavens. "Great King, you've finally come out of seclusion …"

"Great King, the heavenly soldiers have massacred a million of our demon spirits, razed our homeland to the ground, robbed all our treasures, sealed our land, cut off every single blade of grass, and killed all the birds and beasts …"

"Great King, you have to avenge us …"

"Great King, we are homeless now, what should we do in the future …"

"The heavenly soldiers and heavenly soldiers are still searching everywhere for us, we are just like turtles hiding in this dark place …"

For a moment, the ghostly wails and the wolf howls sounded. The cold wind blew ferociously, and Wu Xue was so scared that he shrunk his head into a thick pile of snow. His entire body was almost frozen stiff.

Wu Xian waved his hand, and the cries immediately stopped.

He didn't say a word, but countless pairs of demon eyes gathered at the center of his palm. He slowly raised his hand and pointed towards the sky. His palm slowly descended again, and the charred ground beneath his feet suddenly changed color. Inch by inch of grass broke through the soil and grew as the wind blew. In an instant, the fragrant flowers became rich and verdant.

The demon spirits were dumbstruck, but soon after, they erupted into earthshaking cheers.

"Congratulations my king, you have mastered demonic arts. We're saved. "

With a wave of his hand, a Seven Incense Treasure Carriage formed from seven enormous cannibal flowers appeared behind him. He sat down and looked around, "This sovereign's revenge plan is about to begin."