The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Demon King: “You can feel it, there is no soul in this body anymore.

Because he was absorbed by your body when you used my power.

Do you want to save him? Save your... young master?"

"I think, as long as I can save him, no matter what the price is."

"What if I want you to be torn to pieces?"

"I don't mind doing anything."

"Alright, let me see your determination. I will return the control to you. You only have one chance. If you fail, you will never have another chance again."

As he said that, the Demon Emperor smiled evilly and gave control to Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan solemnly hugged Nan Zhiyi and slowly placed him on the ground, kneeling on one knee. With one hand he caressed his face lovingly, and with the other hand he gathered strength and blasted towards his own spirit platform without any hesitation.

—Puff—

Blood splattered, and a few drops fell on Nan Zhiyi's face.

He reached out his hand with difficulty and wiped it.

The young master loves cleanliness the most, and I can't make him dirty.

Thinking of this, he pulled back his hand that had passed through his spiritual platform and body, and fell to the side.

There was a big hole in his body, and he felt his blood flowing out continuously and then slowly entering his body through the wound on Nan Zhiyi's wrist.

His soul was torn into pieces, and at first he felt so much pain that his whole body was convulsing. But afterwards, surprisingly, he didn't feel that much pain anymore, just a little chilly.

He turned his head and stared at Nan Zhiyi reluctantly.

What a pity, I haven't told you yet, I really, really like you! I really want to be with you forever!

A Yuan is not stupid, she just cannot understand some complicated things. But A Yuan is very powerful and can protect the young master.

A Yuan is the sharpest sword in the young master's hand, an eternal sword, born to protect the young master. We will be destined to be partners...

Perhaps it was God’s mercy, just when Shi Yuan was about to disappear completely, Nan Zhiyi opened his eyes in confusion.

Before he had time to think about anything, he immediately summoned his own Horcrux, the Nine-Turn Glazed Lamp, trying to forcibly gather Shi Yuan's soul.

Although the Nine-Turn Colored Glass Lamp has the effect of repairing the soul, it is impossible to change one's fate or bring the dead back to life, at least for now.

"Nine revolutions of reincarnation, gather for me."

A huge phantom of a purple colored glass lamp emerged in the colored glass city. As his strength was rapidly lost, he soon began to bleed from all seven orifices.

Unfortunately, he was a stubborn person. Instead of giving up, he increased his power output.

Blood gradually began to flow from the corners of his mouth, his body began to weaken due to the loss of strength, and dark shadows appeared before his eyes.

Unfortunately it was still useless. He could only watch with bloodshot eyes as Shi Yuan broke into pieces and disappeared in front of him.

I felt like there was a big hole in my chest, and the wind kept blowing in, making my heart ache.

"Master, give up. I am beyond help. Don't waste your soul power."

Shi Yuan looked at him with heartache, forced a gentle smile and shook her head.

He wanted to reach out his hand, but found that his upper body was gone, leaving only a head, looking at him in a daze.

I really want to wipe away the blood and tears from the corners of the young master's eyes, but unfortunately I can no longer do it.

Nan Zhiyi saw that he wanted to give up, and shouted in panic, "No, you can't, Master Shi Yuanben ordered you not to give up..."

The power was used up, the Nine-Turn Glazed Lamp fell from the sky, and returned to normal state, and Shi Yuan's disintegration became even faster.

He tried desperately to rush up and hug him, but he rushed forward and there was nothing left.

He slumped on the ground, covering his face, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

No, it shouldn't be like this. Everything was obviously going well. I finally got the top spot, and my father no longer mentioned sending me away because of our outstanding performance in the mission.

Everything was getting fine, why did it become like this? It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I knew there was a problem, but I was still so careless and ended up falling for them so easily.

It's me, it's me, who should be damned... Why should I let A Yuan take the blame for me?

Nan Zhiyi screamed loudly in despair, and all his skills kept flashing in his mind.

I didn't stop until I saw the "Fate Replacement" technique. The technique is very simple. As long as you know the other person's fate and have a personal token, you can exchange their life.

The Nine-Turn Glazed Lamp happens to be the magical instrument needed for this practice.

He bit his wrist and smeared the blood on the ground to draw the array pattern. At the same time, he placed the Horcrux and the few souls he had just captured in it, squeezing his own soul power to drive the array to operate.

With a bang, the formation was broken, and the Horcrux exploded as well. Nan Zhiyi was hit hard and fainted.

A person who looked exactly like him appeared out of nowhere at the spot. He waved his hand and a time and space tunnel appeared. Shi Yuan's soul was thrown into the small world.

He turned around and looked at Nan Zhiyi with complicated eyes, sighed, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

It turns out that you are growing too slowly. Heaven will not allow you to be together. You still have to work hard.

Ding Dong, after inspection, the villain in this world has disappeared, and a new villain is being generated...

Villain: Nan Zhiyi, the fifth young master of Qiufeng Villa...

Protagonist: Song Huaixi, the god of war in the divine world, who once fell into evil and became the Demon King...

Welcome to the fairy tale world.

"Master, don't!"

"I beg you!"

The young boy's voice trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

He never expected that the master who had treated him gently and kindly like a father in the past would one day raise a butcher knife against him.

The scenes of deep love between mother and child in my memory are nothing but an illusory dream, and the admiration and trust are all false self-righteousness.

"Be good, it won't hurt in a moment.

Aren't you usually the one who listens to your master the most? Can you be obedient this time too?"

Nan Zhiyi's limbs were tied with iron chains. He looked at the hypocritical old man with a warm face, and holding a dagger with a cold glow, he cut the arteries of his limbs and neck without hesitation.

The puppet silk flowed out of the blood vessels along with the blood. The black clothes were stained with blood and became darker.

The puppet silk was originally transparent and colorless, but it turned red after absorbing all the blood.

He closed his eyes in despair, lowered his head, and shed a tear of sadness and despair.

The old man looked at his desperate and painful expression and laughed with satisfaction.

"It's almost time. My most perfect puppet king will be born on this day!"

He didn't notice at all that the corners of Nan Zhiyi's mouth were curling wider and wider as the spell was being chanted silently.

The blood seemed to have received the call and flowed back in the opposite direction. The puppet silk, which seemed like a dead object, also came alive and moved around like a nimble snake.

With a click, the chains that bound Nan Zhiyi loosened automatically, and he stood up staggeringly.

She raised her head and showed a familiar, well-behaved and sensible smile, then slowly walked towards the old man.