C1288 Begging Me but Not Leaving!

In the Ember Waters, the Dragon Slash Platform soared with abandon, unimpeded by the Ancient Fey Formation laid out by the thirty-six Totem Pillars. Lim Zhuyun's attempts to strike the platform were met with consistent failure. She began to sense that something was amiss, noticing the significant Demonic Energy within the Totem Pillars was mysteriously depleting as the Dragon Slash Platform weaved through them.

Although Lim Zhuyun could wield some control over the Totem Pillars, she was not their true master; she was not the Chaos Roc. Thus, she lacked the ability to detect the most subtle of changes within the platform.

"The Ancient Fey Formation can't contain the Dragon Slash Platform!" observed the Yin Corpse King from his vantage point above the island. His brow furrowed as he pondered, "The Dragon Slash Platform, capable of suppressing the fortunes of the Nagas, seems to surpass the Demon Race's Totem Pillars. Why can't the Demon Array, formed by these pillars, subdue it? Especially when the Dragon Slash Platform itself is also incomplete!"

After the Chaos Roc departed from the Outland Star River, it had only managed to refine twenty of the thirty-six Totem Pillars, leaving the Ancient Fey Formation unable to unleash its full potential. And yet, Yu Yuan had taken only two pieces of the Dragon Slash Platform.

Perplexed, the Yin Corpse King glanced towards the burial ground concealed beneath the island. There, several creatures with an intense aura of death appeared to resonate with his musings, their still hearts emitting a bizarre pulse.

The Yin Corpse King contemplated his next move. If the Demon Race's Totem Pillars truly couldn't counter the Dragon Slash Platform, might the formidable Corpse Slaves he had painstakingly created prove useful? Moreover, should the Totem Pillars and the Ancient Fey Formation fail, how would he confront the wrath of the Chaos Roc? The thought alone sent a chill down his spine.

With a whoosh, the Dragon Slash Platform, akin to a flying shuttle, darted past a Totem Pillar entwined in web-like script. Dozens of miniature, gleaming eight-legged spiders were caught in the enigmatic pull of the platform's power.

The diminutive eight-legged spiders swiftly made their way into the Dragon Slash Platform, only to be engulfed by the purple-gold dragon egg.

Yu Yuan had witnessed such scenes numerous times before.

Within the dragon egg, the young creature, now with a tangible form, thrived in this extraordinary place, covertly drawing the exquisite demonic energy from within the totem pillars of the demon race.

Once Yu Yuan realized that the Ancient Fey Formation couldn't contain the Dragon Slash Platform, he was at ease.

He was now convinced that by fully unleashing the power of the Dragon Slash Platform and harnessing the spatial abilities left by the Space-time Dragon, he could shatter the seal within the rare stone.

Leaving was effortless, especially since the Chaos Roc had yet to appear.

Yet, he saw an opportunity to reap even greater rewards!

So, even if Lim Zhuyun pleaded with him to depart, he had no intention of leaving.

"It's a marvelous sensation. The Yin God operating the Dragon Slash Platform is akin to maneuvering a novel body. Aside from its inability to morph into a human form, it serves perfectly as a lethal weapon."

With a swift tear, the Dragon Slash Platform, like an immense blade, dove and cleaved the island, once under the sway of the Demon Palace, as easily as slicing through tofu.

The massive island was split in two.

Yu Yuan vividly recalled that in the actual Ember Waters, this island was once presided over by the Raven Lord. Together with Heixun from the Devil Palace, he had overseen the underwater trial.

"Yin Corpse King, are you aware of the origins of your legacy?"

The Dragon Slash Platform ascended, drawing in numerous tiger-shaped demonic inscriptions from another towering totem pillar. "The Corpse Refining Technique you've mastered originates from the Evil King, Yu Xi. He is an ancestor of the Yu family and the present White Bone Ghost! So, in truth, your allegiance should lie with the White Bone!"

The Yin Corpse King was taken aback.

"Evil King? White Bone Ghost?"

He appeared confused, then fell into deep thought, his brow furrowed.

"He truly has no clue."

Yu Yuan shook his head, momentarily abandoning his initial plan to slice through the island heavy with corpse energy. Instead, he allowed the Yin Corpse King more time to reflect.

In the meantime, he turned his attention back to the purple-gold dragon egg.

The young creature within the dragon egg was voraciously consuming the Demon Runes and Demon Energy from the Totem Pillars, seemingly accelerating its growth.

"If the Demon Phoenix truly is an extraterrestrial species, what is her purpose in the Boundless Great World?"

"Titan Spinosaurus!"

"Perhaps what the Demon Phoenix truly desires is the severely wounded Titan Spinosaurus that perished in the Boundless Great World. Unfortunately, the demise of the Titan Spinosaurus led to the rise of the Nagas and the emergence of five Tenth Level Dragon Gods. The Demon Phoenix is no match for these Dragon Gods and must continue to conceal her identity."

"It's no surprise then that she allied with humans to topple the Nagas from their pedestal."

"Being an alien species, I wonder if the upper sect's Primordial Spirits and those two from the Devil Palace are aware of her identity. Did the Divine Soul Sect and the Divine Kings have any inkling?"

Thoughts swirled in Yu Yuan's mind as he commandeered the Dragon Slash Platform, pillaging the Demon Runes and Demon Energy from the Totem Pillars like a marauder, all while meticulously unraveling the truth.

Time passed.

"The Dragon Slash Platform is plundering the thirty-six Totem Pillars!"

Lim Zhuyun finally grasped the grim reality, letting out a cry of alarm for the first time.

"I sensed something was amiss..."

The Yin Corpse King added feebly, then hung his head in despair. "This is disastrous. When our master returns and discovers the weakened state of the Totem Pillars he so diligently cultivated, I fear we will be ruthlessly executed on the spot."

A shiver ran down Lim Zhuyun's spine.

Outside, Yu Yuan's true form, clutching his sword sheath, gazed at the elusive rare stone with a mischievous grin. "What a rush!"

With all the Demon Totem Pillars retracted into the rare stone, the space was restored to normalcy.

Faang Yao, Chu Yao, and the other surviving Yang cultivators were once again free to move about.

Chu Yao silently decided to keep his distance from Yu Yuan, taking refuge among the remnants of the Fiend Sect and the Voodoo Cult, not daring to confront or even make eye contact with Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan paid him no mind, merely casting a probing glance at Faang Yao.

"What's the matter?" Faang Yao was at a loss.

"Yuan's true form is still with your Red Devil Sect. By rescuing her, have I caused her any trouble? Should I eliminate everyone present to ensure no word of this gets out?"

A voice, resonant with the essence of a soul, echoed in Faang Yao's mind.

He paused, only to notice that the Evil Cauldron, which had previously taken flight, had somehow returned.

The source of the soulful voice was none other than the dark cauldron itself!

Faang Yao's face stiffened.

Within the miniature world inside the cauldron.

Yuan Lianyao too had heard the soul voice emanating from Yu Yuan. She gazed at the black-robed old woman who was perpetually bowing her head, whispering as if in an endless murmur.

The voice of Yu Yuan was coming from this entity known as the Evil Woman, a manifestation of her divine power.

The Evil Woman kept her head lowered, yet her murmurs now carried the voice of Yu Yuan.

The scene before them was slightly eerie...

"Don't worry about me. Lim Zhuyun and the Yin Corpse King are so desperate they can't even shed tears. Hehe, they're in the small world crafted by the Chaos Roc, practically begging me to let the Dragon Slash Platform and my Yin God leave!"

"Faang Yao, Sister Yuan, what do you think? Should we kill everyone here?"

"That includes Chu Yao!"

Yu Yuan's voice, cold and stern, wafted from the base of the Evil Cauldron and into Faang Yao's mind.

Naturally, neither of them knew what was truly happening within the rare stone that contained its own universe.

Yet, it was evident to them that Yu Yuan wouldn't speak so boldly unless he had seized complete control and gained a decisive advantage!

How could this be?

Faang Yao, his head bald and shining, internally screamed, his face a canvas of astonishment.

He had seen with his own eyes the fearsome power of the thirty-six Totem Pillars and the renowned might of the Ancient Fey Formation.

Jin Lih had been pulverized by just a few Totem Pillars, meeting a gruesome end.

They too had been battered and bruised by the Totem Pillars, helpless under the formidable force of the Demon Array. How then had Yu Yuan managed to secure such a significant upper hand?

After all, both the Dragon Slash Platform and Yu Yuan's Yin God had been drawn into the rare stone!

Faang Yao could scarcely fathom it.

Yet, he was suddenly reminded of the Medicine God's brutal tactics at the end of his life.

Glancing subconsciously at Chu Yao, who was shrinking back within the crowd, Faang Yao suddenly found Chu Yao's current state utterly ridiculous.

With a gentle shake of his head, he silently mused, "There's no need for such measures."

Before Yu Yuan's soul voice could resurface, he quickly interjected, "I can easily explain things to the Red Devil Sect. And as for those few, you essentially rescued them from Lim Zhuyun's grasp. What complaints could they possibly have? Just leave them to me. I can take care of it. There's no need for a massacre!"

"I've got this under control! Just trust me!"

His subsequent words were almost a plea, begging Yu Yuan to spare their lives.

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