Later, he realized that all his hopes were nothing but a splendid performance. His savior was actually the culprit who pushed him into the abyss.
If he hadn't seen Lan Yan, who was barely holding on, and heard her whisper in his ear, "Why are you so late? Was there an ambush on the way? Are you alright?"
He suddenly realized that there must have been a mistake with their booking time. He held Lan Yan in his arms; her body was ice-cold, and she even had dew from the night before.
He had arrived half an hour earlier than agreed, and Lan Yan's condition clearly indicated she had been waiting at least all night. He immediately realized something was wrong. Neither the Venerable One nor Yu Lijin could be trusted.
What almost broke him was that even though he was "late" by at least one night, Lan Yan didn't complain or question him, but instead worried that something might have happened to him on the way.
With her last breath, Lan Yan uttered only these words before passing away. The blood on her body stained her clothes.
The sticky, warm blood instantly chilled his body and mind; a plan had already taken shape without even going through his brain.
After spending a few more days in the demon realm, he finally understood. Since Venerable Yu Lijing treated them this way, he would return the favor on behalf of Lan Yan with a generous gift.
Originally, I hadn't considered the matter of the Demon Realm. It was only later, when the Three Realms were in chaos, that I learned that the Venerable had actually invited the Demon Realm to put on a show in order to force Lan Yan into a confrontation.
Ultimately, the distribution of benefits was uneven, and coupled with the fact that the Demon Emperor knew the Venerable One's secret, the Venerable One would not allow the Demon Emperor to exist.
This led to the great chaos in the Three Realms a thousand years ago. Although he had not yet achieved great success in his cultivation at that time, he did not hesitate to emerge from seclusion, protect the Demon Realm, and lay out his plan.
He was making his plans, and others had theirs too. It wasn't that he didn't see them, but what did they have to do with him? In the end, no matter what other people's plans were, the Three Realms were destroyed, so what meaning did their schemes have?
Without saying anything, His Excellency flipped his hand, and a ball of light with various colors appeared.
The tiny sphere of light appeared without giving anyone any reaction, and suddenly ten illusory figures flew out from it. A powerful force immediately spread outwards, causing the barrier of the independent space to tremble slightly and crackle with a series of snapping sounds.
The Demon Lord was shocked and, disregarding his attack on the Demon God, hurriedly poured his demonic power into the independent space.
This is to maintain the stability of the independent space.
The reason he created such an independent space was not only to allow the immortals, demons, and monsters to fight each other here, but more importantly, to prevent it from affecting the outside world.
After all, this place is closest to the Demon Realm. If the power of the strongest beings in the Three Realms were to be fully unleashed, wouldn't the Demon Realm be razed to the ground? Even if it isn't razed to the ground, it would be expected to suffer severe damage.
Therefore, the Demon Lord put a lot of effort into this independent space.
Originally, it was thought that it could definitely withstand the battle of the three realms' powerhouses, but who would have thought that the Venerable One's single move would cause the independent space to break down.
The Demon Lord stared blankly at the several illusory figures floating in the air. Weren't they all immortal souls?
Seeing the immortal souls staring at the demon god, the demon lord was greatly shocked and looked at the Venerable One in astonishment.
What a crazy person he is!
It actually gave consciousness to the immortal souls of the celestial realm, but...
The Demon Lord glanced at the immortal souls floating in mid-air again, and something seemed off to him.
Where exactly is it?
While maintaining the stability of the independent space, the Demon Lord carefully observed the Immortal Soul's reaction. Suddenly, he caught sight of the Immortal Soul's angry eyes, and his heart trembled.
He finally figured out where the problem was.
The emotions that surfaced in the immortal soul's eyes were so ruthless and bloodthirsty, like those of a terrifying beast lurking in the deep mountains.
Where is even a trace of the purity that a celestial soul should possess?
Is this still a celestial soul?
Calling him a demon wouldn't be a problem, would it?
Mo Yun looked up, casually glanced at the immortal souls surrounding him, and sneered: "This is the secret power of the immortal realm?"
The Venerable One sneered, "That should be enough to deal with the Venerable Lord."
"I never imagined that the Immortal Realm would also fall into the demonic path. If that's the case, why bother with all this trouble? Wouldn't it be better to just merge with the Demon Realm?" Mo Yun said unhurriedly, his face still beaming with a gentle, spring-like smile.
However, Mo Yun's blunt sarcasm angered the Venerable One so much that he trembled all over and his face turned pale.
"What is the matter is none of your concern, Your Excellency." The Venerable One gritted his teeth and spat out these words heavily, staring fiercely at the Demon God. "Today, Your Excellency will surely cease to exist."
Their "scandal" in the immortal realm must never be spread; she couldn't bear the shame.
Therefore, during this thousand-year period, in addition to allowing the immortal realm to recuperate, she has been capturing souls to feed the immortal spirits.
She never imagined that the Demon God was the same person from back then. Her initial goal was very simple: to destroy both the demon and monster realms.
Her desire to destroy both the demon and monster realms wasn't just about what outsiders saw—she looked down on the other two realms besides the immortal realm—but also because the secret of the immortal realm couldn't be known by anyone else.
"Then let's give it a try." Mo Yun smiled, his lips slightly raised, yet he exuded an arrogant and wicked aura, radiating an aura of dominance—"Who else in the world can compare to me!"
Without pausing, the ten immortal souls locked onto the demon god the moment they appeared and attacked without hesitation.
The immortal soul released by the Venerable One this time is clearly different from the one before. The immortal soul before still had some rationality, that is to say, it was capable of thinking.
When fighting King Jing and White Wolf, he knew how to avoid them and knew when to advance and retreat.
However, the ten immortal souls now had no such consciousness at all. Their eyes were bloodshot and flashing with ferocity. They only knew how to keep attacking the demon god.
It felt like there was no room for maneuver; it was just a relentless, frenzied attack.
I didn't think about the consequences, or whether I would run out of strength.
They only knew one thing—attack.
Attack, relentless attack.
The ten people didn't even have time to rest, attacking in turn, essentially bombarding the demon god relentlessly, trying to exhaust his power and cause him to lose his composure.
This is why Mo Yun can still hold on. If it were anyone else, even the Demon Lord, the Venerable One, or the Demon Emperor, they would probably be injured by now.
Even amidst such a terrifying attack, Mo Yun remained completely at ease.
The Venerable One had absolute confidence in the immortal soul in her hands, which she had nurtured for a thousand years.
Leaving aside the thousands of years that have passed and how many souls these immortal souls have absorbed, let's just talk about the strength of the immortal souls themselves.
The immortal soul is originally a secret power of the immortal realm.
When a great crisis occurs in the immortal realm, they can absorb immortal souls into their bodies to enhance their own strength.
Therefore, the power of the immortal soul itself is already very strong, and with the nurturing of a thousand years, its strength is beyond description.
If the immortal souls weren't powerful, how could they have caused this independent space to feel like it was about to crack the moment they appeared, simply by emitting power?
You should know that the King of Jing's immortal soul and the white wolf had been locked in a fierce battle for quite some time.
The five of them had just attacked the demon god, but their power hadn't caused any abnormalities in this isolated space.
With these comparisons, can't you see who is stronger?
Even now, as the Demon Lord continues to work hard to maintain his independent space, you can tell from his expression how difficult it is for him to do so.
These ten immortal souls did not restrain their power at all when they attacked. Their goal was simple: to kill the target in front of them.
Of course, their target was only one person—the Demon God.
The violent power raged within the independent space, making the Demon Lord's face grow increasingly grim; he was on the verge of collapse.
The Celestial Venerable can attack with impunity, since this place isn't close to the Celestial Realm.
Damn it!
The Demon Lord cursed viciously in his heart.
The Demon Lord is now too preoccupied to pay attention to the situation with the Demon God, as he is focused entirely on maintaining the stability of the independent space.
He cannot allow the independent space to break apart; otherwise, the demon realm will suffer the consequences.
The Demon Emperor had already wisely retreated far back and stood in a relatively safe place.
From the moment these ten immortal souls appeared, the Demon Emperor understood the Venerable One's intentions: she was determined to destroy the Demon God at all costs.
The existence of the Demon God must be a thorn in His Majesty's side.
She kept provoking the Venerable One, reminding her that this was a disgrace to their Immortal Realm.
Therefore, even if it meant exhausting the immortal souls of the celestial realm, the Venerable One still wanted to destroy the Demon God.
The Demon Emperor wasn't in a hurry. He just let them fight it out first, and he would clean up the mess later.
Yu Lijing sensed the terror of the immortal soul and stared at the demon god with a complicated expression.
Watching him effortlessly battle those immortal souls, Yu Lijing wondered if she should go over and help.
Even after so much time has passed, she still can't forget him.
Moreover, after hearing what he said, I realized the trap he had set up.
Aside from her initial shock, she was deeply impressed.
Where can you find a man who can endure so much and do things that ordinary people cannot for a woman?
She didn't know if the Demon God's current ease was genuine or merely a facade.
All she knew was that she didn't want anyone to hurt him.
Back then, it was a scheme devised with the Venerable One so that he could rely on her.
She felt the same pain as he was being tormented by the pursuers from the immortal realm.
From that moment on, I secretly resolved in my heart that I would treat him well in the future.
Little did she know that their separation would last for a thousand years, and he would become someone she had to look up to.
Even though the outside world spoke of the Demon God's abilities as something extraordinary, in her eyes, he was still just an ordinary human with no power whatsoever.
How could someone like him possibly be a match for the immortals?
Yu Lijing moved her body, wanting to move forward.
Suddenly, his arm was grabbed. He turned his head in surprise and saw Yu Xinyi standing next to him, her face ashen.
"Mother, where are you going?" Yu Xinyi really didn't expect the affairs of the Three Realms to be so complicated. But what he didn't expect even more was that his father had already gone to such lengths, and his mother still wanted to help the Demon God!
He truly couldn't imagine how much pain his father was in.
"I..." Yu Lijin blushed when her son asked her that question. Yes, what was she going to do?
The demon god is going to destroy the demon realm.
"It's alright. He's going to destroy the demon realm. I just want to see clearly how he dies," Yu Lijing said stubbornly.
With this reason given, Yu Xinyi would have nothing to say, right?
Yu Lijing, who had turned her attention to the demon god, did not notice the dark look in Yu Xinyi's eyes beside her.