Chapter 36:

Chong Yan couldn’t describe the feeling.

The heart of the beast was restless, with the ancient demons’ handsome features shrouded in mystery. Beneath a clear nose, beautiful lips slightly parted.

He was shocked and felt a great weight. Because of the overwhelming value, he felt panic.

Because what she gave him was not just companionship in the desolation of thirty thousand years. She even made him feel less pitiful.

Ancient demons were born with supreme power but never experienced dignity. Yet someone appeared in a desolate place and became the only crack he could breathe through.

He held her wrist, wanting to say many things, but stumbled over his words and could only hold her.

Her wrist seemed to touch the pulsating veins under his skin, causing a strong sensation, like an earthquake within Chong Yan’s body.

She thought that the demon’s heart was still affected, so she gently released a golden “little jellyfish” onto his shoulder.

“Hehe.” Yao Yao thought, this is an enhanced version of the little jellyfish.

It consumed very little of her spiritual power, even able to be sustained in the Emperor’s Tomb without spiritual energy or in such a magically constructed illusion.

Yao Yao also discovered that her bloodline’s spiritual power was constantly upgrading and evolving. Unlike traditional cultivators who break through their limits, her progress was more like an internal exploration.

As she understood her body more and became more familiar with her spiritual flow, her power became stronger.

If she had only been continuously drained of blood like in the original plot, she would never have known the true power of her bloodline, even if she died from it.

Yao Yao smiled mischievously and poked the shallow golden little jellyfish.

She didn’t know how much stronger she could become if she continued to strengthen it.

Yao Yao was momentarily unable to think.

Chong Yan looked down at her, and the emotions swirling in his pupils were like an avalanche. After they subsided, only confusion and supplication remained.

He didn’t know how to control his heart anymore.

And the little jellyfish lightly touched his neck. Like a peck, but she didn’t even notice.

Chong Yan’s neck went numb. He remained still for a few seconds before cautiously enclosing her precious bloodline’s spiritual energy with his fingertips.

At this moment, he didn’t think about her bloodline being able to unlock the blood seal branded in his body. Nor did he think about her saving him. He was only thinking about how beasts should cherish their treasures.

He wanted to protect her, give her all the precious treasures hunted by beasts in the world. He wanted to be with her every day, to feel her breath and warmth at all times. He wanted more of her attention, clearer favoritism. He wanted to hold her tightly, to receive her kisses and touches.

He wanted her to become his cherished possession.

“Ancient divine demon, ancient divine demon…”

The enchantress demon writhing in the ice flame continuously distorted and transformed. The power it gained from people’s desires in countless illusions was gradually fading away. Finally, its pitch-black face in the flames turned into a malicious and cursed expression.

“Do you want to find your Dragon Spine? Do you think you can find it? It concerns the divine order.”

“The heavenly mandate, it cannot be violated. Don’t you understand after thirty thousand years?”

Yao Yao blinked, understanding that the Dragon Spine concerned the divine order.

The demon didn’t really know the whereabouts of the divine dragon’s spine, but it had lived for too long and absorbed too many people’s desires. It caught a glimpse of some heavenly principles, turning into mockery before dying.

“The reformation of the ancient divine demon means the next treason.”

“A creature like you, do you also dare to aspire to it?”

Before the words were finished, Ji Rong had already thrust his sword into its open mouth. After a breakthrough in his state of mind, the Yu Ji Sword could even cut through nothingness. It was a new realm.

The Black Snake supervised beside, making sure the enchantress demon was successfully incinerated before clapping his hands and turning back.

“This thing is dead, but there’s still no news about the dragon spine.” The snake looked up and down at Chong Yan, then revealed a sly expression, babbling loudly, “A man without a spine won’t do.”

Chong Yan looked at him coldly with his amber eyes.

But he didn’t retort.

He indeed wasn’t complete yet. He still had a heart frozen in ice, a back without a spine, and scars and wounds all over his body, extremely ugly. That’s why Chong Yan longed for it and yet feared it.

Ji Rong laughed with his sword in his arms, “You don’t have bones either, you crawling snake.”

The Black Snake, upon hearing this, immediately started wriggling to showcase its flexible spine. “I have it, I have it, and I can bend it in three places.”

Ji Rong couldn’t bear to look directly at it. “Alright, alright, I got it.”

The enchantress demon was burned to ashes, and its little brother, the emotion demon, didn’t dare to come mourn. The vast and endless inverted illusion began to dissipate like the wind.

When the mist completely disappeared, it was discovered that everyone was still standing in the same spot. However, the entire attic was no longer bustling like before the illusion.

Some people were slumped over the table, others were hanging on the railing. These people who had entered the illusion but hadn’t awakened were still in a dreamlike state.

They would feel exceptionally exhausted upon waking up, as a consequence of indulging in the illusion and supplying the demon with desires. But at least, because they had quickly severed the demon’s core, the illusion didn’t last too long. It didn’t burden them to the point of bleeding from every pore and dying.

The bewildered innkeeper at the door rubbed his eyes, as if he had lost the memory of the past few days. It was as if someone had been inside his body, helping him with his tasks.

Seeing the few of them standing there, he muttered as if he had never seen them before, “Are you staying at the inn? We have the best hot springs in the North here.”

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that everyone inside the entire building was still asleep.

The innkeeper thought that there had been a collective food poisoning incident, causing a big disaster. Immediately, he fainted in shock.

Ji Rong decided to leave the inn as it feels dangerous for him, and with his sword in his arms, he he said, “No more staying. We’re going back to Chang Sword Sect.”

Yao Yao glanced at Chong Yan, and he nodded gently. He could wake them up.

Chong Yan raised his fingertips, and a frigid aura, as dark as the abyss, swept through the entire mountainous building. In an instant, the hazy dreams of all the people were abruptly blown away by a cold gust of wind.

After a shiver, everyone woke up from the drowsy dreams.

“What just happened?”

“I feel like I had an unending dream, so tired, and I can’t even activate my spiritual power.”

“I remember someone cutting through my dream. Was it the person with white hair? Did he save us?”

Yao Yao nodded earnestly among the crowd. Yes, yes.

Including the appeasement of the land fire at the extreme of the Eastern Sea, the transformation of souls in the Guanshan Imperial Tomb, the ancient demon had already saved them several times.

“Wait, look at that.”

A large projection jade fell from the sky, and a familiar figure stood within it.

“The ancient demon are deeply sinful, bearing divine power and hidden murderous intent.”

“The children of Spirit Continent should unite to face the challenges and kill our common enemy.”

Chong Yan withdrew his hand indifferently and looked coldly.

This projection jade was very familiar. Chong Yan had faced hundreds and thousands of projection jades at the same time, recording and transmitting his appearance.

So this projection jade didn’t just fall here, it fell simultaneously throughout the four region of Spirit Continent.

Facing the spiritual world’s proclamation of their spirit.

“To all the regions of Spirit Continent, hello.”

“I am a disciple of the Wuji Sect, Sword Saint Li Cangyan’s junior sister, Su Yilin.”

Su Yilin stood in the middle of the projection jade, her heart surging because she had become the center of the world’s attention.

Last time, she was beaten up by Ji Rong and the others in the Imperial Tomb, and not only did she fail to obtain the Heart of the Ancient Demon, but her elder brother, Cangyan, was also seriously injured and still struggling to recover.