The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Ye Chen took off the dragon-patterned bone ring that was always on his hand and put it on Ning Moqing's hand.

Ning Moqing had put away the several rings given to her by others, which had been given to her by giving her a large space and a small space.

At this time, as soon as Ye Chen's bone ring was put on her hand, she immediately felt a surge of power.

Her eyes were in a trance, and a deserted empty city suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The city is huge, but there are not even half a person in it. There are only wisps of black breath floating in the air, and I don't know what it is.

Ning Moqing was confused and walked over to touch the black aura. Suddenly, the aura turned into a transparent figure, and a series of spiritual sounds sounded in the empty city.

"You are indeed strong, but being strong is not a good thing."

The two transparent figures in front of Ning Moqing looked like an old man and a young man. The words just now were what the old man said to the young man.

The figure is blurry, as if it were carved from ice, and the face cannot be seen clearly. But for some reason, that young man looked familiar to Ning Moqing.

As soon as he spoke, he confirmed everything.

"Oh? Why isn't being strong a good thing?"

The young man's voice was clear and clear, with a sense of indifference and defiance.

The old man sighed lightly and didn't say much, just said——

"Often, the more powerful a person is, the more he has to bear. Even if you don't take charge of things, everything that should be borne by you will be shouldered by you."

"Ah."

The young man chuckled disdainfully, and then the two figures in front of him disappeared.

Ning Moqing was confused when she heard this, and saw that there was still a lot of this black aura in this empty city. Then he subconsciously walked forward to touch the other one.

This time, the aura transformed into an old man and a young man, but the old man was hunched over and could no longer stand straight, while the young man's height had grown significantly.

"If you want to step out of this city, you must first be the king of this city. As the old saying goes, the more powerful you are, the more you will bear. You have to think carefully."

"Ah, I've thought about it a long time ago."

The young man answered affirmatively, his tone still as unruly as ever.

The figure disappeared, and Ning Moqing immediately went to touch the next breath.

This time, the transparent figure transformed by the aura no longer showed the figure of the old man. It was a scene of a young man and another person fighting and killing each other.

The young man had a ghostly figure and ruthless tactics, beating the opponent to pieces within a few strokes.

The man cursed viciously before he died, but the young man turned a deaf ear.

The figure disappeared, and the many aura phantoms behind it were all scenes of young people fighting with others.

The young man was not invincible. From the occasional conversation, we could tell that he was also injured, but he didn't care.

With his fierceness, he won every fight.

Finally, Ning Moqing followed these auras and arrived at a huge square in the city.

In the center of the square, there were layers upon layers of corpses and bones, and the number was terrifying.

The last ray of black breath transformed into the figure of a young man, stepping on the bones of these corpses step by step, walking upward.

Demons are monsters formed by various negative emotions such as resentment, hatred, greed, etc.

Even if one's own soul is gone, the negative emotions shaped by the soul will not dissipate.

They will attack everyone indiscriminately until they are absorbed by a new host.

And the young man, Ye Chen, is the one who carries everything.

He walked up the corpses, and with every step he took, black energy entered his body.

He had no fear, he just kept going up so firmly and resolutely, and finally sat on the throne of thorns stained red with countless blood.

At this point, the old man's words finally came true.

If you want to become the master of this Shura City, if you want to be the king of the demon clan, you have to bear all the negative emotions.

The so-called immortality is actually the same as the reincarnation of the gods.

It's not that he will not die, but that these accumulated negative emotions will not disappear.

As long as these emotions still exist and the "thoughts" condensed by the emotions accumulate to a certain extent, a new demon will be born again.

Ning Moqing once heard Ye Shen mention once or twice that he massacred the entire Shura City. The scene in front of me now proves all this.

In this case, wouldn't it be that Ye Chen alone absorbed all the evil thoughts that the demons had dissipated?

So……

The Emperor of Heaven and even the entire Protoss slandered him as a demon who would harm the common people.

Little did he know that he was the one who had suffered the most pain, and he didn't even mention it to anyone.

Only by living can he suppress these "evil thoughts". If he dies, these "evil thoughts" will lose their suppression and will cause wanton chaos. One can imagine what the final result will be.

The gods in the ninth heaven only saw Ye Chen's power, but did not see what he had to bear at all.

Ning Moqing didn't know the truth of the matter until now. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, feeling extremely distressed.

……

In the empty square, the young man sat on the throne, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

The old man's dying voice slowly sounded in the square——

When God is powerless, it is the devil who saves all sentient beings.