Pirates: Get the Ice Demon Slayer Magic at the beginning

A streak of blood pierced the sky, and the figure of the Demon Emperor was hidden in the vast clouds, his aura flickering like a snake. He was shrouded in a deep demonic aura, his left arm was still bleeding, but the scarlet light in his eyes became increasingly cold and fierce.

"The human race... is so stupid!" He muttered to himself coldly, his voice filled with endless resentment and disdain.

"You think you can surround and destroy me just because I'm seriously injured? You're just a bunch of ants!" The Demon Emperor clenched his fists, and the space around him rippled faintly. "Unfortunately, this body is severely damaged. If it doesn't recover, I'm afraid my soul power will also be weakened."

His eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the land of Zhongzhou below his feet. This was the core area of ​​the human race, a place where many hidden dragons and crouching tigers were, but precisely because of this, it was the safest place to hide.

"When the Demon Emperor appears in the world, there must be strong human beings tracking the traces of blood and energy. The more dangerous the place, the safer it is. Who would have thought that this emperor would hide in the middle of them?"

The Demon Emperor quickly used his secret method to hide his soul power in a weak wave. He wandered around the heart of Zhongzhou like a ghost, quietly looking for a suitable host. A host with a complete body and a strong soul is the best choice for his current recovery.

After an unknown amount of time, he stopped at the depths of an abandoned forest. His gaze pierced through the trees and fell on a young man sitting cross-legged.

"Hmm?" The Demon Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly. "This child's aura has not yet recovered, but there is a trace of Heavenly Dao aura hidden in his body... Interesting! If I can possess this child, maybe I can recover my peak strength faster!"

Without hesitation, he turned into a stream of black light and rushed straight into Ye Fan's eyebrows.

Ye Fan was originally practicing in meditation when he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows. He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of vigilance and anger.

"Who!" He shouted angrily and quickly mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body to protect his soul, but the invading black air was like a maggot on the heel, rushing straight towards his soul.

“Hahahaha, young man of the human race, just submit obediently!” The voice of the Demon Emperor sounded in Ye Fan’s mind with endless pressure, “Although your soul is strong, you are only seeking your own death. It will only take a snap of a finger for this Emperor to devour you!”

"Demons!" Ye Fan understood something instantly and was horrified. He forced himself to calm down and growled, "Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"

Ye Fan's soul power suddenly burst out, turning into a lightsaber, fiercely stabbing at the invading black air. However, the Demon Emperor just sneered and easily crushed the lightsaber.

"Boy, it's your honor that the emperor chooses you. If you continue to struggle, you will end up with your soul torn to pieces!" The Demon Emperor's voice was filled with endless pressure.

"You're wrong!" Ye Fan's eyes widened with anger, he bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a spiritual light to protect his soul. Although he was in a desperate situation, he did not give in at all.

"Oh?" The Demon Emperor's tone was filled with surprise. "Interesting, a mere human kid can actually hold out in front of me until now..."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and persisted, veins popping out on his forehead, "Even if I die, I won't let the demons succeed!"

The Demon Emperor was silent for a moment, then he let out a low sigh, "I don't want to waste time talking to you, but now... well, how about I negotiate a deal with you for now?"

Ye Fan was stunned, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Conditions?"

"That's right." The Demon Emperor's tone revealed a hint of an intriguing smile, "I am now seriously injured and need to recover, and your body is the chosen one. When combined with my body, it is enough to reach the peak. But if I force it to devour, it will be more trouble than gain in the short term. It is better to reach a temporary cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?" Ye Fan sneered, "The demons are always insidious and cunning. Why should I trust you?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." The Demon Emperor said calmly, "But if your soul is destroyed, this body is meaningless. Why don't you use your wisdom to conspire with me? If I recover my strength, I can help you climb to the peak of cultivation."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth. He knew he had no choice, but he was always alert deep in his heart. After a moment, he slowly said, "Okay, I can agree to cooperate, but you must swear a soul oath and never take over my body by force."

“Hahaha, kid, you’re really cunning!” The Demon Emperor laughed loudly, then said coldly, “Okay, I’ll swear my soul as proof to share this body with you. When I return to the peak, I’ll give you freedom.”

The soul of the Demon Emperor turned into a bloody light and merged with Ye Fan's soul. Although they reached an agreement, Ye Fan could feel that a huge force was always peeking into the depths of his soul.

"Remember, if you dare to violate the agreement, I will die with you!" Ye Fan said coldly.

The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, "You are just a human kid, you dare to threaten me? However, you have some courage. I will trust you for now."

From then on, Ye Fan had an extra demonic energy in his body. Whenever he practiced, he could always feel that terrifying presence. However, he also vaguely realized that if he could use this power, it might become his greatest reliance in the future.

The Demon Emperor hid in Ye Fan's body and sneered secretly, "Foolish human, do you think I will really abide by the agreement? When I recover, I will crush your soul completely!"

So far, the two seem to be cooperating, but in fact, undercurrents are surging, and each has its own hidden agenda. A new storm is quietly brewing.

In Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, the cold voice of the Demon Emperor followed him like a shadow, always with a sense of oppression: "Boy, since this emperor is cooperating with you temporarily, I will not hesitate to pass on the real power to you."

Ye Fan sat cross-legged, his expression calm, but he remained alert in his heart. He knew very well that the Demon Emperor had ill intentions, and this so-called teaching was just to use him, but because of this, he had to turn this power into his own and must not be countered by it.

"Listen carefully, this set of skills is called the Dark Sky Demonic Scripture. This emperor used this skill to sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths and suppress countless enemies." The Demon Emperor's tone was full of pride, "Practicing this method can refine the purest energy between heaven and earth, transforming spiritual power into demonic energy, increasing it several times, and it can be said to be the ultimate in attack."

Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly, and mysterious words and patterns emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness. These contents were profound and complex, obscure and difficult to understand, but Ye Fan was determined and quickly engraved them in his heart.

“These are just the basics. I will gradually teach you the more in-depth secret techniques. But remember, although the techniques are powerful, you need to control them carefully. If you are not careful, they will backfire.” The Demon Emperor added meaningfully.

Ye Fan nodded and sneered in his heart: "This Demon Emperor really has a trick up his sleeve. However, although this technique was created by the demons, it may not only be used by the demons."

In the following days, Ye Fan focused on practicing the "Underworld Demonic Scripture". He found that during the practice, when his spiritual power was transformed into demonic energy, the power was indeed doubled, and the attack was faintly accompanied by a strong penetrating force. This allowed his combat power to be raised to a higher level in a short period of time.

However, the source of this power made Ye Fan think constantly.

"What hidden dangers does the technique created by the Demon Emperor have?" Ye Fan whispered to himself, "But I always believe that the technique itself is neither good nor evil. What matters is the person who uses it."

Ye Fan remembered his master's teachings: "Strength is like a sword. If the one holding the sword is good, the sword will be good. If the one holding the sword is evil, the sword will be evil." This sentence was deeply rooted in Ye Fan's heart, so that he had no confusion or fear when facing the demon clan's skills.

"Kung Fu is just a tool. A good person who uses it becomes a good person, and a bad person who uses it becomes a bad person." Ye Fan clenched his fists, his eyes firm, "And I will use this power to protect my way!"

During a trial, Ye Fan encountered a group of traitorous cultivators from the human race. These people had already defected to the demon race, and for the sake of profit, they betrayed their compatriots and committed evil everywhere. Ye Fan did not hesitate to fight them.

The rebel leader sneered, "Boy, you are just a newly promoted cultivator. How dare you become our enemy? You are courting death!"

Ye Fan looked at them coldly, running the "Underworld Demonic Scripture" in his body, and instantly bursting out a powerful demonic energy. His attack was extremely fierce, and every move was aimed directly at the vital points, showing no mercy.

The rebel cultivator was horrified, "This... is this the power of the demon clan? You actually practiced the demon clan's skills!"

"So what about the demonic techniques?" Ye Fan responded coldly, and the spiritual power in his hand turned into a black and red sword light, "It's just right to use it to deal with traitors like you!"

He slashed down with his sword, and the leader of the rebellious cultivators didn't even have a chance to resist, and was completely killed. The remaining rebellious cultivators fled, but Ye Fan didn't intend to give them any chance. His figure shuttled like a ghost, and the sword light condensed by the devil's energy slashed out one after another, killing all the rebellious cultivators.

After the battle, Ye Fan stood in the ruins, watching the sword in his hand gradually dissipate. His expression was grim, without any hesitation or regret.

"To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself." Ye Fan thought to himself, "From now on, I will never be merciful again!"

Ye Fan returned to the dense forest and continued to practice. He knew that his cooperation with the Demon Emperor was always on thin ice, but during this period of time, he gradually understood a truth.

“There is no absolute good or evil in the world. The source of power is not important. What matters is how you use it.”

Ye Fan's state of mind became more and more stable. He thoroughly understood the "Underworld Demonic Scripture" and turned it into his own thing, rather than the charity of the Demon Emperor. He firmly believed that this power would eventually be used by him, rather than being controlled by it.

"Demon Emperor," Ye Fan murmured in a low voice, "Since you have chosen me as your host, don't even think about controlling my fate. I will use this power as a sharp blade to protect morality, not a tool for your revenge!"

Ye Fan's figure disappeared in the forest, his breath was restrained, as if he had turned into a hidden sword, waiting for the moment to be completely unsheathed. And this moment will completely change his fate and the future of this continent.