After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"what!!!"

Lord Qionghua screamed.

The pain was so severe that his whole body was twitching.

Jing Yu's eyes were so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of them. The next second, he exerted force with his hands and completely broke the ribs on the chest of Lord Qionghua.

"what!!"

Lord Qionghua screamed again, the pain in his chest almost made him faint.

"Hurry up and beg for mercy from me, Qionghua. If you speak up, I'll be happy and perhaps I can let you suffer less." Jing Yu curled his lips and smiled contemptuously.

Lord Qionghua clenched his teeth tightly, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh.

Everyone around was so frightened that they were speechless.

They stared at Jing Yu blankly, hoping that he would show mercy and let Lord Qionghua go.

But a pity.

At this moment, there was nothing in Jing Yu's heart except hatred.

"Qionghua, you...are you really not afraid of death?" A trace of bloodthirsty coldness flashed across Jing Yu's eyes. He raised his hand again and struck out with a palm force.

This time, Lord Qionghua couldn't hold on any longer. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, he fainted.

"Lord Qionghua——"

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingyue was extremely sad.

If it wasn't for saving himself, he wouldn't have to suffer this kind of sin.

Jing Yu threw Lord Qionghua back to the ground expressionlessly, then waved his hand and used magic to shatter the spiritual roots in his body.

"Come here, lock up Qionghua for me. Also, tell the gods in heaven that Lord Qionghua secretly kept the divine body of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, and I have destroyed his cultivation and spiritual roots. If any of the gods in heaven still want to plead for him, just come to me!!" Jing Yu said in a cold voice.

"Yes!!" Upon hearing this, everyone around was so scared that they all knelt down.

Jing Yu glanced at everyone indifferently, then turned around and left Fengluan Palace.

Seeing his departing back, Luo Qingyue's eyes turned bloodshot and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something.

"Lord Qionghua, I hope nothing happens to you, otherwise, Feng'er won't be able to bear it when he comes back..." Luo Qingyue murmured in her heart.

……

The devil's realm, the gate to purgatory.

In just seven days, more than 60% of the demon souls and evil spirits in the Gate of Purgatory were refined into the magic power needed for the advancement of cultivation.

At the same time, Fu Feng's cultivation level also broke through from the second-level Demon Emperor to the fifth-level Demon Emperor.

After opening his eyes, Fu Feng slowly landed on the ground from the void.

After pausing for a moment, he took out the voice stone again, ready to ask Lord Qionghua about some methods of practicing the Breath of the Sky. However, after waiting for a long time, no voice of Lord Qionghua came from the other side of the voice stone.

"What's going on?" Fu Feng muttered to himself.

He tried a few more times, but still couldn't hear his master's voice.

"Could something have happened in Laishan Fairyland?" Fu Feng felt a little uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to temporarily interrupt his cultivation advancement.

Back at Frost Palace, Fu Feng's expression was tense. Seeing that he looked troubled, Zi Moxi couldn't help but approach him and asked with concern, "Your Highness, what happened? Didn't you say you would be in seclusion for a month? Why are you back so soon?"

Fu Feng took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, frowned and said: "I don't know either, I always feel like something happened in the heaven."

"Hmm?" Zi Moxi was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"Every time I look for my master, he will respond to me immediately, but in the past few days, he has not responded at all." Fu Feng said with a frown.

"Maybe Lord Qionghua is in seclusion, so he didn't respond to you in time." Zi Moxi guessed, "His cultivation is so high, he will be fine, don't worry about it."

"I hope so." Fu Feng rubbed his brows, "I am only three levels away from recovering to the eighth-level Divine Emperor, but I always feel uneasy recently, as if something has happened."

"You must have been too tired from practicing recently, so you are restless, Your Highness, why don't you take a good rest for two days before continuing to practice?" Zi Moxi looked at Fu Feng with concern.

"Well, okay." Fu Feng sighed helplessly. Perhaps he was really too tired, so he was so upset. After a pause, he asked again: "By the way, has anything happened in the Demon Realm these days?"

Hearing Fu Feng's question, Zi Moxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, "There is something I wanted to wait until you come out of retreat before telling you, but since you've come back early, I'll tell you first."

Fu Feng saw that she looked serious, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zi Moxi paused, then continued: "After Xiao Yuhan's death, the demons who supported him before also turned to your side. Two days ago, three elders came to me and said that the Demon Realm cannot be without a master forever. They and more than 90% of the demon clan leaders in the Demon Realm hope that you can take over the position of Demon Emperor and unify the Demon Realm."

"I've said it before, I have no interest in the position of Demon Emperor." Fu Feng waved his hand and refused directly.

“But in everyone’s mind, everyone has already acquiesced that you are His Majesty the Nightmare. After all, you are his reincarnation, and it is only reasonable for you to take control of the demon world again.” Zi Moxi explained.

Hearing this, Fu Feng shook his head again, "If I become the Demon Emperor, how can I return to the Heaven in the future? How can I face the gods in the Heaven?"

"Your Highness Fufeng." Zi Moxi pursed her lips and said with a serious face: "I understand your concerns. I also know that you will return to the heaven one day. However, the heaven and the demon worlds have been in opposition for hundreds of thousands of years. You are the prince of the heaven and the reincarnation of the former Demon Emperor. If you can directly take charge of the heaven and the demon worlds, it will be a blessing for everyone. Why do you refuse?"

"I don't think about things that far in the future. Right now, I just want to save my father first." Fu Feng said after a moment of silence, "As for the rest, let's talk about it later."

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Zi Moxi lowered her head slightly and said softly: "Okay, I understand."

Fu Feng didn't say anything else and was about to go back to the hall to change clothes when he suddenly heard the crisp sound of a teacup falling to the ground.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

At the corner not far away, Wen Yan was standing there, looking at him in astonishment.

Wen Yan heard clearly the conversation between him and Zi Moxi just now.

"You...you are not His Highness Yu Chen, you...you are the Prince Fufeng of Heaven..." Wen Yan stared at Fufeng in a daze, so shocked that he even stuttered.

He couldn't believe that the man before him was the celestial god of war who was feared by the entire demon world.

Fu Feng glanced at him, then said calmly, "Wen Yan, come here!!"

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