Nangong Mo stood opposite the Evil Emperor, his long sword in hand, his usually indifferent eyes now harboring a bloodthirsty killing intent.
He exuded an aura of supreme dominance.
Though he arrived alone, his presence instilled fear in all the evil spirits of Xie Mo Mountain.
Outside the palace, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.
At this moment, Nangong Mo's exquisitely beautiful face was free of its aged skin, his countenance as handsome as ever.
He lowered his gaze to the mark left by the Blue Spirit Art on his wrist.
His time was running out!
Gripping his sword, he leaped into the air and lunged at the Evil Emperor.
The Evil Emperor's pupils contracted. As he retreated, he angrily flicked his sleeve, unleashing his demonic power.
Amidst the spreading black mist, just as Nangong Mo's sword tip was about to pierce the Evil Emperor,
The moment the Evil Emperor raised his sleeve, a serpentine sword materialized in his hand.
The two swords clashed, powerful spiritual energy and demonic power colliding.
Brilliant light erupted.
The palace furnishings shattered and fell.
Two figures, one black and one white, engaged in combat. One broke through the roof and soared away, the other pursued closely, relentlessly.
They both stood suspended in mid-air, their feet treading on the wind.
"Lord Lian, today is the day your beloved wife participates in the taming of a divine beast. Instead of protecting her, you come here to kill this emperor. I am truly curious, why are you doing this?"
The Evil Emperor looked at Nangong Mo with a sinister smile, his words probing.
Having fought with Lord Lian for a millennium, he understood each other's methods.
For Lord Lian to appear here, disregarding his wife's safety,
Made him ponder.
Could it be that Lord Lian...
A possibility suddenly dawned on him.
The Evil Emperor laughed heartily, "If this emperor has guessed correctly, Lord Lian's true form is about to be drained. Even with the reshaping of his immortal bones, his true form cannot be repaired. This would also explain why Lord Lian has only a few days left to live?"
Hearing this, Nangong Mo's indifferent eyes showed no flicker of emotion.
The Evil Emperor keenly observed his expression.
"Without immortal bones, one loses immortal arts and spiritual power. Yet, Lord Lian's power has greatly increased today, unlike a cripple. It seems you must have used some forbidden arts of the Six Realms."
As he met Nangong Mo's gaze, the Evil Emperor suddenly noticed the blue glow in Nangong Mo's eyes.
"Blue Spirit Art! It's the Blue Spirit Art! You actually used the forbidden Blue Spirit Art? Hahaha!"
"Interesting, interesting. Lord Lian, the King of our Immortal Realm, to use the forbidden Blue Spirit Art of the Six Realms just to kill this emperor before dying? Haha, such forbidden arts will turn you to ashes. Lord Lian, daring to act this way, it seems you truly love that girl Gu Qianying."
"It's a pity you are dying... I wonder if, after your death, the one you love will find another man? Hahaha."
Beneath his sleeve, the Evil Emperor gripped his snake sword, his words relentless.
He sought to provoke Nangong Mo, to disrupt his qi and cause him to go berserk.
Those who cultivate forbidden arts gain immense power and formidable magic.
At this moment, he was no match for Nangong Mo.
"So much nonsense. Today, this Lord Lian will silence you forever!"
With that, Nangong Mo unleashed the full power of the Blue Spirit Art.
He swept his long sword horizontally...
"Rumble..."
The spiritual energy of the heavens and earth surged. On Xie Mo Mountain, withered flowers and trees shrouded in black mist began to grow anew. Powerful spiritual energy enveloped the entire demonic mountain.
Consequently, evil spirits hiding in corners, afraid to appear, were engulfed by the blinding spiritual light, feeling a burning sensation throughout their bodies.
Amidst the screams, some died instantly, while others endured, shedding a layer of skin as if reborn, becoming normal people who could tolerate light.
These reborn individuals immediately fled down the mountain to escape.
At this time,
More than half of the black mist covering Xie Mo Mountain had dissipated.
Unable to attend to anything else, the Evil Emperor, while countering Nangong Mo's Blue Spirit Art,
Unleashed all his demonic power.
Vast black mist spread everywhere. His snake sword split into two and was flung towards Nangong Mo.
Nangong Mo paid no mind to the two snake swords about to strike him.
He bit his finger, dripping blood onto the sword hilt, concentrating all his spiritual power into the blade.
With a horizontal sweep,
The two snake swords aimed at him instantly shattered and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the Evil Emperor narrowed his sinister eyes.
He flicked his sleeve, taking out two eye-like spirit pearls hidden on his person.
He flung them towards Nangong Mo.
Suddenly,
Countless black snakes emerged from the two spirit pearls, each hissing.
Accompanied by black mist, they attacked Nangong Mo.
Nangong Mo's cold eyes narrowed. His sword spun in his hand as he chanted an immortal spell.
A single long sword instantly transformed into several leaf-sized, sharp blades.
He flicked them out.
In the blink of an eye, the black snakes were decapitated by the spirit-infused blades.
Black blood flowed onto the ground, and the black mist dissipated.
He flicked his sleeve to recall the blades, which merged back into a single long sword, landing steadily in Nangong Mo's hand.
At this moment, the spiritual energy radiating from him only increased.
"The Blue Spirit Art is indeed powerful. Lord Lian, it seems this battle, like the one over a thousand years ago, will still take us seven days and seven nights."
Nangong Mo met his gaze with cold eyes, his voice as chilling as ice, "This Lord Lian will accompany you to the end!"
Casually, he glanced again at the increasingly short lifeline on his palm.
Seven days and seven nights!
By then, his wife would have tamed the Bai Ze divine beast and obtained the Profound Spirit.
Protected by the Profound Spirit, she would possess eternal youth and an invulnerable body.
Thus, no one in this world would be able to harm his wife.
The Xuan Kong Gate would close, and the turmoil in the Six Realms would cease.
Whether as Lord Lian or as a husband,
To leave such a gift for his wife at the brink of his demise,
Was his final resolve.
Soon, the Evil Emperor detected the unusual expression in Nangong Mo's eyes.
"Hahaha, Lord Lian, Lord Lian, so your purpose today was to buy time for your little wife. Unfortunately, you are mistaken. She is already the Demon Empress, a person of my Demon Realm. In the future, the Six Realms will all be the domain of demons. Lord Lian, do you think this can change anything for her?"
Nangong Mo looked at the Evil Emperor with cold eyes, remaining silent.
He knew that his beloved wife was different from these demons.
He firmly believed that his wife would not do anything that would bring ruin to the world and its inhabitants.
Just as the two were locked in a duel, someone rushed in from outside the palace.
"Lord Lian, I've found the person."
Old Man Guo entered, carrying a woman in white on his back.
Upon seeing the person on Old Man Guo's back,
The Evil Emperor's sinister eyes chilled.
That was... Gu Qianying's mother!
Looking back at Nangong Mo, the Evil Emperor suddenly understood.
So, Nangong Mo's ultimate goal today was to snatch someone.
It seemed Bai Shengjun had lost.
"Dream on if you think you can take her away from this emperor!"
His reddened eyes were filled with killing intent.
The Evil Emperor lunged towards Old Man Guo.
Nangong Mo's cold eyes narrowed. He flashed forward, intercepting the Evil Emperor.
Seeing the dire situation, Old Man Guo, carrying Gu Qianying's mother, the First Madam, turned and fled.
At this moment, at the entrance of Xie Mo Mountain.
Bai Shengjun lay on the ground, his arm bleeding, seemingly injured. A short sword lay at his feet.
Just then, several figures ascended the mountain and entered the gate.
"Bai Shengjun? What happened to you?"
"What has happened to our Xie Mo Mountain?"
When Evil King returned to Xie Mo Mountain with Gu Yi and the others, he saw the ground littered with evil spirit corpses.
And the injured Bai Shengjun.
Bai Shengjun was an elder who had watched him grow up, and he held some respect for him.
Bai Shengjun clutched his injured arm and pointed inside, "Hurry, your brother... he's inside..."
Before he could finish speaking,
The Evil King rushed in.
His brother was in danger!
Gu Yi, Gu Nian, and Hu Keke, who followed behind the Evil King.
This was their first time at Xie Mo Mountain.
Along the way, they had encountered many strange and peculiar things.
And many people with bizarre appearances.
Now, seeing the corpses scattered across the mountain, it was natural for them to be afraid.
Little Gu Nian hid behind Gu Yi.
Hu Keke hid behind Little Gu Nian.
The three dared not approach the ancient city shrouded in black mist.
Meanwhile, the Evil King could not attend to them.
"Grandpa, are you injured? I can bandage wounds! Shall I bandage it for you?"
Little Gu Nian looked at the white-bearded old man sitting on the ground and walked forward, squatting down with his small frame.
With both small hands, he skillfully began to bandage Bai Shengjun's wound.
Bai Shengjun looked at him with fatherly affection and asked, "Little one, what is your name?"
"Grandpa, my name is Gu Nian."
Gu Nian?
Bai Shengjun frowned.
A name suddenly echoed in his mind, mentioned by his good disciple Gu Qianying.
Her brother, Gu Nian.
The son of Meng Shi, the deceased concubine of the Gu family, Gu Qianying's raised brother?
"Little one, do you know Gu Qianying?"
Upon hearing the words "Gu Qianying," Little Gu Nian paused, then smiled brightly, "Grandpa, you know my elder sister too?"
Elder sister?
Bai Shengjun understood.
"Grandpa and your elder sister are the best of friends."
This child was indeed Gu Nian.
He glanced at Gu Yi and Hu Keke standing nearby, quickly recognizing their identities.
He smiled kindly, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, "Little one, would you like Grandpa to take you to see your elder sister?"
He had found his new "experimental subject."
From his youngest son to his most satisfactory creation, Gu Qianying, all the failed "works" in between had died.
Now, his disciple Gu Qianying was on the verge of dominating the Demon Realm and becoming the new Demon Empress.
And in the Immortal Realm, if Lord Lian died, the Immortal Realm would be leaderless and plunged into chaos.
Bai Shengjun stroked Little Gu Nian's head, smiling affectionately.
In times of turmoil, his "new creation" was about to emerge, and his "new disciple" would follow his instructions to become the King of the Immortal Realm.
In both the Immortal and Demon Realms, he would still be the divine lord who controlled everyone's destiny!
Little Gu Nian's small face lit up with a smile, and he nodded, "Yes, yes!"
Gu Yi saw Little Gu Nian bandaging the wound of an old man with a white beard and thought Little Gu Nian was doing the right thing.
But seeing Little Gu Nian not returning, he walked over. As soon as he approached, a flash of white light appeared.
Bai Shengjun, holding Little Gu Nian, vanished instantly.
Gu Yi stood frozen in place.
"Little Gu Nian!"