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"This... how is this possible..." Seeing the heart emerge and the series of phenomena it caused, the Demon Emperor stuttered, speaking in a fragmented manner, as if witnessing something incredible.
After absorbing sunlight, the heart gently throbbed twice. Then it rolled toward Ren Pingsheng, landing right on his chest, seemingly intending to enter Ren Pingsheng's body.
"Ah..." Ren Pingsheng, already in excruciating pain, let out a terrible scream, his voice piercingly shrill. Even to the ears, it sent chills down one's spine. It was unimaginable how much suffering he must be enduring to emit such a wail.
The Demon Emperor stared helplessly, completely at a loss. He had no idea what to do. He only had a guess about this heart and didn't know whether its entry into Ren Pingsheng's body was good or bad.
At the moment the heart entered Ren Pingsheng's body, the entire Abyss of Demons trembled. Countless demonic energies surged forth like a fountain, flooding into Ren Pingsheng's body. Those that could not be absorbed formed a black cocoon, wrapping him up. The heart slowly approached Ren Pingsheng's own heart, appearing to be of similar size, ready to merge together.
"Where is this? Damn it! How could it be the Heart of the Demon God!" The Jade Tablet, which had been silent in front of Ren Pingsheng, suddenly radiated light, causing the surrounding demonic energy to pause as if blocked by something, swirling around outside but unable to enter.
The White Figure that had appeared before suddenly emerged again. However, upon seeing Ren Pingsheng, its expression changed dramatically as it cursed in frustration.
When the Demon Emperor saw this figure appear, he breathed a sigh of relief and retreated far away. However, he was pondering the four words "Heart of the Demon God" that the white-clad figure had mentioned. He had only guessed before; he never expected it to be true.
The Demon God was an unparalleled existence among the demon race; he had only heard of it but had never seen one. Legends spoke of Nine Great Demon Gods in ancient times. They were the pinnacle of existence on the continent, with few able to rival them.
In ancient times, there were countless god-level powerhouses among the demon race, but those who could become Demon Gods were exceedingly rare. Other races were similar; for example, there were War Gods and Sword Gods among humans and Demon Gods among monsters. Those with such titles were all top-tier existences on the continent.
Since this heart was referred to as the Heart of the Demon God, its origin could be imagined; it should have been left behind by a Demon God. It was likely intended to occupy or reside within Ren Pingsheng's body or perhaps serve as a legacy. Thinking of this made him envious. If he could obtain the supreme legacy of a Demon God... just thinking about it made his blood boil.
"The great calamity is finally approaching; it's just a pity you chose the wrong person. How dare you target the inheritor of the Ancient Lan Divine Art? Not even the Heart of the Demon God can do that." The White Figure snorted coldly and waved its hands repeatedly, sending streams of white light into Ren Pingsheng's body.
The Heart of the Demon God that originally wanted to merge with Ren Pingsheng suddenly paused as it was pulled by these streams of white light. It began to slowly separate from him. The Heart of the Demon God trembled in anger but found itself unable to devour those white lights no matter how hard it tried.
"Hmph! I am not afraid even if it's your true form; let alone a mere heart! Come out!" The amount of white light he emitted increased rapidly, and his figure appeared to weaken slightly. Finally, with a fierce wave, the Heart of the Demon God was actually pulled out.
At the same time, the white light inside quickly formed a layer of light net over Ren Pingsheng's heart, firmly protecting it.
"Buzz..." The Heart of the Demon God seemed unwilling to accept defeat as the entire Abyss of Demons shook violently. The demonic energy blocked by the White Figure surged wildly, continuously crashing against it and placing considerable strain on its form.
Seizing an opportunity, the Heart of the Demon God suddenly escaped from the immobilized white light and flashed back into Ren Pingsheng's body. Unfortunately, it collided with the white light net and was bounced back out.
"I've been wary of you for a long time! You should just obediently leave; you can't touch this person."
The Demon God Heart circled around, unable to find any flaws. Just as it was about to act against the White Figure, it suddenly turned its head and merged into the gray Killing Heart. The Demon God Heart actually fused with it.
"What a cunning thing, the Killing Heart, huh? I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse," the White Figure sighed lightly and stopped its actions. Since the Demon God Heart had already merged, it could only be extracted by killing this person; otherwise, there was no other way. Even he had no other options.
"Don't have any thoughts; take good care of him. Once he wakes up, you can leave here," he glanced at the Demon Emperor and said before vanishing into the white Jade Tablet.
"Yes, Senior!" the Demon Emperor replied cautiously with cupped hands. He had to be careful; originally, he thought this person only had imperial-level cultivation, but now it seemed he could deal with the Demon God Heart. It appeared he was at least a Saint-Level Expert, or possibly even a Divine-Level Expert. This made his heart tighten; how could he dare to have any thoughts?
After the Demon God Heart and the White Figure disappeared, the entire Abyss of Demons fell silent once again. The Demon Emperor stood by, watching Ren Pingsheng wrapped in the Black Cocoon, unsure of what to do, and could only quietly keep watch.
The towering Demon remained still. However, after the departure of the Demon God Heart, its life force began to slowly fade away. Now the Demon Emperor understood why he initially found it strange; it turned out that this was merely a corpse of a Demon Emperor's cultivation level. It was due to the presence of the Demon God Heart that it exhibited such immense life force. Now that the Demon God Heart was gone, it would gradually become a true corpse.
Inside the black cocoon, Ren Pingsheng showed no signs of movement; he seemed to be asleep. However, streams of Gray Mist continuously flowed into the black cocoon from all directions. Eventually, they all entered that half-gray, half-red Heart.
After merging with the Demon God Heart, this Killing Heart seemed to transform into a true heart; it continued to beat in sync with Ren Pingsheng's heart. However, while Ren Pingsheng's heart expelled blood with each beat, this heart emitted gray gaseous flows that clearly contained dense murderous intent and killing aura.
No, it should be called Killing Power because each time this heart beat, it seemed to refine and absorb the incoming Killing Intent and killing aura. Gradually, the gray-black Killing Intent was expelled. The impure killing aura was refined away, leaving behind pure gray-white Killing Power.
This might be due to the Killing Heart or perhaps because of the Demon God Heart. In any case, this half-gray, half-red Heart was undergoing an inexplicable transformation. As for the gray-white Killing Power that surged forth with each beat, it flowed through Ren Pingsheng's body along his meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridians seemed to be reinforced.
Ren Pingsheng fell into a deep sleep and was completely unaware of all this. The Black Magic Energy enveloping him formed a black cocoon from which Demonic Energy overflowed; his body absorbed it little by little. The Six-Colored Cyclone in his Dantian spun tirelessly, refining and absorbing the incoming Demonic Energy. The reservoir below the cyclone still had two-thirds of its space remaining but was slowly being filled.
No one expected that Ren Pingsheng would remain in this slumber for a full three years.
In the Inner Court of Great Chu Academy, there was finally movement in the long-quiet Silver Ranking; however, this time it wasn't due to challenges from others but rather because Ren Pingsheng's name had vanished from its long-standing fifty position.
Ren Pingsheng was quite famous at Great Chu Academy; upon entering the Inner Court, he ranked fifty on the Silver Ranking but later mysteriously disappeared for reasons unknown. He had been missing for five years without returning to the Academy, leading to his ranking being revoked. This effectively placed him on a death list and indirectly expelled him from Great Chu Academy.
"What a pity for such a talent to fall like this," one Inner Court disciple sighed softly.
"He won't be in trouble; I believe we will see him again in the future," Fei Hou said calmly after glancing over. At that moment, his cultivation level had already reached Supreme Expert.
"Ah, it's actually Fei Shixiong! I heard he had a good relationship with Ren Pingsheng."
"I heard that three years ago, he obtained the Nameless's Heritage, and his cultivation progress has been terrifying. Now he is among the top ten experts in the Heavenly Mansion."
"Hehe, there were several people in our Great Chu Academy who received the mysterious Heritage three years ago. Like Bai Mu Brother Shi, Chu Xiao Brother Shi, and Li Mu Brother Shi. Now they are all well-known figures in the Heavenly Mansion."
"Ren Pingsheng, I will be waiting for your return. I promised to follow you back then, so I will not give up." Cheng Batian glanced at him and turned to leave. He still remembered how Ren Pingsheng had given him the martial arts technique; although he now had the cultivation of Martial Mastery, he had never forgotten.
The Abyss of Demons remained a place feared by all. Many knew that the strange phenomenon three years ago began from the Abyss of Demons, yet no one dared to come here.
Deep within the Abyss of Demons, the Demon Emperor quietly stood by, and the black cocoon had completely disappeared. Ren Pingsheng lay quietly on the ground, breathing evenly, his aura fluctuating continuously.
"It’s been three years; he should wake up now." He murmured softly, sensing that Ren Pingsheng's aura was becoming increasingly strong, fearing that he would wake up soon.
"Uh..." After three years of deep slumber, Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes in a daze. It felt as if he had experienced a very long dream, filled with many joys and sorrows, and the passage of time.
"Are you awake? You’ve been asleep for three years. That’s quite a long time!" The Demon Emperor said with a light laugh, as if the three years of waiting were insignificant to him.
"A dream lasting three years? That is indeed long!" He got up, still looking somewhat dazed. Before he could say anything further, the body of the Demon beneath him suddenly trembled and then turned to ashes before their eyes.
"What is this..." As they fell from the air, they saw an ancient teleportation array appear below them.
"This should be the way to leave the Abyss of Demons. Sigh, it’s been five years; let’s go!" The expression of Ren Pingsheng changed, finally turning into a long sigh.
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