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Ye Chuanze used an ornament to cover the mark of the Fallen Demon on his forehead. It was a black teardrop-shaped crystal pendant worn on his forehead, perfectly concealing the Fallen Demon mark. He left the cold area of the Cold Pool with Fuxi's Primordial Spirit and began to gather the scattered demons from all over the Primordial realm.
After the battle with the Lich, both clans suffered heavy losses. Gonggong knocked down the Heavenly Pillar, Buzhou Mountain, causing the Celestial Empire to tilt southwest, and the waters of the Heavenly River surged into the mortal realm, bringing suffering to Sentient Beings and drowning everything. A Karmic Burden fell upon the Lich Clans, entangling them in Karma and subjecting them to heavenly punishment. Both clans were severely weakened, their strength reduced to a mere fraction of what it once was. The Witch Clan distanced themselves from the Primordial realm, seeking refuge in the Northern Julu Continent to recuperate. Meanwhile, the demon clan was left in disarray, scattered across various parts of the Primordial realm.
The demon clan was already diverse in population, with both good and bad elements. The beast-like demons that fed on raw flesh were wild and difficult to tame, making their hearts hard to control. Under the strong rule of Demon Emperor Di Jun, the demon clan was united and obedient to Di Jun's command. However, once Demon Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi fell, the unity among the demons shattered. The once powerful kingdom collapsed instantly, becoming a pile of scattered sand that could not be gathered.
For the already fragmented demon clan, only a powerful and renowned demon could intimidate them enough to make them willingly follow and regroup.
Ye Chuanze, who had once led the demon clan in battles across every corner of the Primordial realm and was known as a Demon God, was clearly the most suitable candidate. With his overwhelming strength and murderous intent displayed during the last battle against the Lich, it was feared that no one among the demons would dare to oppose him! It wasn't that they didn't want to live; in a society that revered strength, Ye Chuanze was undoubtedly strong enough!
This was also why Nüwa sought him out. The demon clan urgently needed someone to lead them and reunite them into a kingdom rather than remain as scattered sand.
Ye Chuanze first found the group led by Great Sage Bai Ze and Jiemeng from the demon clan. This group had once been directly under Demon Emperor Di Jun's command and remained loyal to Di Jun without any second thoughts.
After the battle with the Lich, only Bai Ze and Jiemeng remained among the ten Great Sages of the demon clan following the fall of Demon Emperor Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Demon God Fuxi. When Ye Chuanze located this group of demons, he discovered that his disciple Lu Ya was also among them.
Seeing Lu Ya did not surprise Ye Chuanze; Lu Ya was the prince of the demon clan. Now that Demon Emperor Di Jun had fallen, he was their only ruler. It was his mission to command all demons and revive their clan. However, he was still too young and lacked sufficient ability; it was feared he could not make all demons obey him. This group loyal only to Demon Emperor Di Jun was clearly his best choice, especially since it included two of the remaining Great Sages.
"Master!" Lu Ya exclaimed with surprise upon seeing Ye Chuanze.
Ye Chuanze softened his gaze slightly upon seeing him and waved him over, saying, "Come here."
Without hesitation, Lu Ya ran towards him.
Beside them, Bai Ze and Jiemeng stood up. Unlike Lu Ya's surprise, Bai Ze and Jiemeng appeared extremely vigilant.
Ye Chuanze looked at their tense expressions and said, "The Demon Emperor entrusted the prince to me, and I shall fulfill my promise. Now that the Demon Emperor has fallen, my disciple Lu Ya, the prince of the demon clan, is the only ruler of the demon clan and the next Demon Emperor!"
"He will inherit his father's wishes, revitalize the demon clan, and restore its former glory! And I will assist him; the sword in my hand will cut down all opposing voices!" Ye Chuanze spoke clearly and powerfully.
Upon hearing this, Bai Ze and Jiemeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Excellency is righteous!"
Ye Chuanze gently stroked Lu Ya's head and said, "I, along with Fuxi, once relocated a portion of our people to a Spirit Island overseas. Now that the demon clan is burdened by Karmic Burden and Karma, it is unwise to engage in disputes with other races. Furthermore, the prince is still young and needs both of you by his side for guidance. Are you willing to accompany me to Spirit Island overseas to rebuild Demon City?"
Bai Ze and Jiemeng exchanged glances and replied in unison, "We are willing to follow the prince!"
Hearing this, Ye Chuanze's expression was satisfied. Bai Ze, Jiemeng, and Lu Ya followed him to Spirit Island overseas.
Ye Chuanze also gradually gathered other demon tribes scattered across the Primeval Continent. Some demons were willing to follow Ye Chuanze to Spirit Island overseas, while others expressed their unwillingness to leave their Primordial homeland. Ye Chuanze did not force them.
Afterward, Ye Chuanze went to Western Spirit Mountain.
After the Lich War, Zhun Ti and Jieyin had taken advantage of the chaos to abduct a group of demons and brought them to Western Buddhism.
Without hesitation, Ye Chuanze kicked open the door of the Buddhist temple on Spirit Mountain and coldly declared, "Zhun Ti, Jieyin, return my demon people!"
With the door of the temple broken down, Zhun Ti and Jieyin were furious at being humiliated. They immediately summoned their treasures and engaged in a battle with Ye Chuanze.
Since entering demonic transformation, Ye Chuanze's entire magical power had transformed into demonic energy. His power surged as he embodied the Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus that gathered the violent energy of heaven and earth. The Demonic Energy aligned with his inherent attributes; after entering demonic transformation, his strength doubled.
He faced two opponents without fear, summoning his Evil Corpse to battle against Zhun Ti and Jieyin, not falling behind at all.
He wielded his magic sword against Jieyin, while the Evil Corpse used the accompanying treasure, Twelve-Grade Ink Lotus, to confront Zhun Ti.
After a moment, Jieyin and Zhun Ti were unable to withstand the assault and were pushed back several steps.
Zhun Ti, furious, shouted, "You have entered the demonic path; as a demon, you cannot be tolerated by the righteous way and will surely face divine retribution!"
Ye Chuanze coldly snorted upon hearing this. He raised his magic sword high, pointing it at Spirit Mountain Buddha Hall, and brought it down with force. There was a thunderous sound as the Buddhist hall was split in half. He turned to Zhun Ti and coldly said, "What is there to fear from heaven? Let’s see when heaven can punish me!"
Zhun Ti was enraged by his arrogance, blood rushing to his head, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"To my demon kin, do you wish to follow me away today?" Ye Chuanze called out to the demons within the hall.
Many demons looked up at him and replied, "We are willing to follow the great deity!"
In the end, only half of the demons chose to leave with Ye Chuanze, while the rest were influenced by Jieyin and Zhun Ti's Buddhist teachings and entered the Buddhist fold. Ye Chuanze did not force them; he allowed them to make their own choices.
Ye Chuanze settled all those willing to follow him on Spirit Island, rebuilding Demon City, establishing laws, appointing officials, and forming an army. After hundreds of years of development, the situation of the demon race gradually stabilized, and their vitality slowly recovered.
Ye Chuanze renamed Spirit Island as Floating Island. He set up a barrier using Innate Spiritual Treasure Twelve Turtle Shells to sever Floating Island's connection with the outside world. From then on, Floating Island became a separate realm, unaffected by the turmoil of the three realms.
After several hundred years, Floating Island gradually prospered; the population of demons continued to increase, and Demon City displayed a scene of peace and prosperity. The bloody and painful battle from hundreds of years ago slowly faded from the memories of the demon populace.
The young Demon Prince had also grown into a graceful youth. The Demon Prince was handsome and noble-looking, with profound cultivation and strong capabilities, resembling his father greatly, earning praise from all within the demon race.
Ye Chuanze, the Uncrowned King of the Floating Island, gradually became the subject of criticism, rumored to be a demon, transcending the six realms and not bound by the three worlds.
In Demon City, rumors began to spread.
One day, Ye Chuanze, who had ruled the Floating Island with a strong and bloody hand for hundreds of years, vanished without a trace, and no one knew his whereabouts.
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After the battle with the Lich, the Primordial Land and its Sentient Beings suffered greatly. After hundreds of years of recovery and rejuvenation, the once devastated land regained vitality. Those who had followed Ye Chuanze to the remote mountains away from the Primordial Land gradually returned.
The human race began to rise again, and history rolled forward as if in accordance with the will of heaven.
Ye Chuanze quietly gazed at the orb of light that had accompanied him for hundreds of years. After a long while, he lowered his gaze and cast the Primordial Spirit of an old friend into Reincarnation.
He let out a barely audible sigh—Fuxi!
A woman from the Huaxu Clan was playing in the Thunder Marsh and stumbled upon a giant footprint by the roadside. Filled with surprise and curiosity, she stepped into the footprint. Not long after, she became pregnant. Twelve years later, she gave birth to Fuxi.
Fuxi, the leader of the Huaxu Tribe, was wise and virtuous. He established Gossip, taught his people fishing and hunting, domesticated livestock, set marriage customs, created writing, and invented music. He unified various tribes in Huaxia and was recommended as king.
One day, while Fuxi was out walking along a forest path, he suddenly heard a melodious sound of a zither ahead. Drawn by the music, he walked forward and saw a man in black sitting by the roadside, playing the zither with his head bowed.
As the piece concluded, Fuxi praised, "Like flowing water and dripping stones; like rustling leaves in the forest; like wind brushing past one's ears—your zither skills are remarkable!"
"The Human Emperor overpraises!" replied the man in black coldly.
Fuxi slowly raised his head, revealing his true appearance. His expression turned to one of surprise; his handsome, cold features were unlike those of an ordinary person. The black crystal pendant on his forehead added a touch of allure to his striking visage.
"May I ask your name, sir?" Fuxi inquired.
"The time will come when you will know," the man in black replied coldly.
Hearing this, Fuxi smiled and said, "Then may I ask what brings you here?"
"Visiting a friend," the man in black stated.
"Have you seen your friend?" Fuxi asked again.
"I have," the man paused before adding, "He is well." Just that he no longer remembers me.
"Then... would you care to join me for a drink?" Fuxi suggested. However, when he looked up, he found himself alone, with only pink Peach Blossom Petals drifting down from the tree.
Fuxi was taken aback, then smiled. He had heard that mountain spirits often roamed the hills; had he just encountered one? Yet, male mountain spirits were rare to see in a hundred years! Fuxi chuckled and turned to walk back.
"You've seen him; what do you plan to do next?" Nuwa said, watching Fuxi's distant figure.
"Don't worry, I won't return to Floating Island," Ye Chuanze replied coldly.
Nuwa paused at his words and said, "You understand my meaning. For nearly a hundred years, the demon realm has been constantly disturbing the human world; their intentions are likely sinister. If it truly comes to that point, I don't want the demon race to fall into danger again. The current demon race can no longer withstand calamities. I am not doubting you; I simply do not wish for you to be caught in a dilemma. After all, aside from my brother, you are my most valued friend."
" Ye Chuanze, you should think about yourself and consider others as well," Nuwa advised.
After a long time, Ye Chuanze finally spoke, "I have my own plans; you need not worry."
That night, after Fuxi returned home, he had a dream.
In the dream, a man in white was playing the guqin, while a man in black sat lazily on a mat nearby, listening intently. On the table were a pot of wine and two cups.
When he awoke from the dream, Fuxi sat on his bed, lost in thought.
After a while, a name slipped from his lips, " Ye Chuanze, my friend."
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Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, at the Purple Cloud Palace.
The grand and majestic Purple Cloud Palace stood beyond the nine heavens; this was the Daoist sanctuary of Dao Ancestor Hongjun. On ordinary days, no one dared to disturb the Dao Ancestor's quiet cultivation. However, today, after hundreds of years of solitude, the Purple Cloud Palace received a visitor.
A man in black stood before the entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace, lingering there for quite some time.
Ye Chuanze gazed at the familiar gate for a long while; the Purple Cloud Palace remained unchanged. He couldn't help but recall that hundreds of years ago, whenever he visited the Purple Cloud Palace, there was always a lazy boy dozing off at the entrance. Now, Haotian had made quite a name for himself, rising from being a mere gatekeeper to becoming the Jade Emperor above the nine heavens.
Thinking of him made Ye Chuanze shake his head and chuckle. That kid used to follow him around calling him "Senior Brother," but now he had truly succeeded!
Haotian and Yaochi had ascended to the Heavenly Palace as the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother respectively. This vast Purple Cloud Palace was left with only Hongjun; he had truly become a solitary figure. Ye Chuanze thought to himself and felt a pang in his heart. Perhaps he had gone too far over these past few centuries; surely his master wouldn't be so petty as to hold it against him?
Well... that was hard to say, given Hongjun's tendency to be particular about such matters.
After a long time, a flash of light appeared, and the figure of the man in black in front of the Purple Cloud Palace vanished, leaving only a young child behind.
The child reached up and removed the Black Crystal Forehead Ornament from his forehead, muttering, "I've wanted to take this thing off for a long time; it's really a nuisance to wear!"
With the black crystal ornament removed, it was evident that the dark mark of the Fallen Demon was gone from his brow, replaced by a beautiful black mark of the Black Lotus.
Ye Chuanze had completely abandoned all his cultivation, leaving him without a trace of magical power!
He knocked on the door of the Purple Cloud Palace, making a loud sound.
After a while, the door opened from within.
A Purple-Clad Daoist stood inside, looking at him with cold eyes.
Ye Chuanze looked up at him and asked, "Dao Ancestor, I think you need a Disciple to serve you."
"I do not need one," the Purple-Clad Daoist replied coldly.
"What do you think of me? I believe I can fulfill this position," Ye Chuanze said.
Hongjun looked at him and after a moment replied, "If you are obedient, I might consider keeping you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze smiled and said, "I will certainly be obedient, always at your service to ensure your satisfaction!"
Hongjun closed his eyes and smiled, stepping aside to make way. "Come in!" he said.
The door was closed from the inside, Purple-Clad Daoist held Little Taoist's hand and walked inside step by step. (THE END)
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