Desperate Love: Rebirth of the Demon King

At this time, Ji Wu, who was deep in Maple Ridge practicing the art of controlling spirits, was also attracted by the earth-shaking movement here. When he arrived at the scene, he saw Lan Moqiu launching a fierce attack on Sa Yulong.

Ji Wu took a closer look and instantly recognized the people present.

"How dare you, a bunch of scoundrels, cause trouble in my Maple Ridge?" Ji Wu shouted angrily. Without even waiting for the other party to speak, he raised his hand and slashed directly towards Lan Moqiu.

Lan Moqiu had just set up the formation when he was suddenly attacked by Ji Wu. He was filled with rage and attacked as ferociously as a storm.

Ji Wu originally thought that Lan Moqiu was just an ordinary guy, but after a few moves, he realized that he had kicked a tough guy.

While Lan Moqiu was distracted dealing with Ji Wu, Chu Yan had already begun to assist the Ten Thousand Demons Guardian in attacking the magic circle.

"I'll help you." Sa Yulong knew that they had to work together at this moment. She endured the piercing pain and began to attack the magic circle.

When Ji Zhang saw his brother angrily walk out of the door, he immediately led a group of his men to follow him.

When he saw Ji Wu and Lan Moqiu fighting, he immediately ordered everyone to attack Lan Moqiu.

Chu Yan knew nothing about Ji Wu and thought he was an insignificant evil force in the demon world.

Lan Moqiu was afraid that Chu Yan would break the formation again, so he had to improve his cultivation to the extreme and prepare to give Ji Wu and others a thundering blow.

The power of this attack was indeed astonishing. Ji Wu and others were all seriously injured and fell to the ground in a mess. For a while, the jungle was filled with wailing.

Lan Moqiu's body was also shaky due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

"Brother..." Ji Zhang had to quickly get up and call Ji Wu.

"Brother, I'm fine." Ji Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and climbed up, staring at Lan Moqiu with hatred in his eyes.

"Why did you come to my maple forest to cause trouble?" Ji Wu asked unwillingly.

"When did I come here to cause trouble? Get out of here now, or you will never leave." Lan Moqiu threatened directly.

"Dream on..." Ji Wu shouted, raised his hand and began to summon his soldiers, at the same time using his ultimate move - soul controlling technique.

Lan Moqiu also wanted to know why he was so arrogant, so he stood there and watched his performance.

It was not until Ji Wu's mastery of spirit-controlling skills came to light that Lan Moqiu felt overwhelmed.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, what kind of evildoer could have created such an evil technique? If he knew about it, he would definitely make him wish he could neither live nor die.

But he had no time to think about it. He saw tens of thousands of evil spirits being controlled by Ji Wu like a tide, rushing towards him with their fangs and claws.

"Soul controlling technique? Soul control?" Chu Yan, who was breaking the formation, was also attracted by this terrifying scene and looked at it all with surprise on his face.

"What is that?" Sa Yulong asked in surprise when she saw him like this.

"The soul-controlling technique I practiced originated from the demon world. The little demon at that time once said that soul-controlling technique is divided into two categories. One is to absorb the souls of others and take them as one's own, under one's control; the other is to manipulate the consciousness of others and drive them at one's will. The guy in front of me is using the method of absorbing the souls of others and taking them as one's own, under one's control. How much time did he spend to absorb so many souls?" While explaining the ins and outs of the soul-controlling technique, Chu Yan was deeply shocked by Ji Wu's soul-controlling technique.

"There are already tens of thousands of souls. Does it mean that he has killed so many people or monsters?" Sa Yulong asked in shock after hearing Chu Yan's words.

"That's right. The number of souls he absorbs represents the number of lives that have been lost. However, the souls of living people can also be sucked away," Chu Yan added.

"How could he be such a vicious person?" The most ruthless thing Sa Yulong had done was to assassinate Yu Xiaobai, release the evil monster in the Locking Monster Tower, devour the evil monster and practice magic. Now seeing Ji Wu who was even more vicious than her, she was terrified and even wanted to kill him.

"We must break this formation as soon as possible, otherwise we will surely die. I happen to have a way." Chu Yan didn't have time to ponder, so he made a prompt decision and began to try another soul-controlling technique that he had never used before. This was also what he and Sa Yulong realized when they merged the Ten Thousand Demon Guardians in the Demon Locking Tower.

Following his control, Ji Wu's evil spirits stopped attacking Lan Moqiu and instead began to attack the magic circle behind him.

Ji Wu found himself attacking the magic circle uncontrollably. He was shocked, but he couldn't stop.

Lan Moqiu was also horrified when he saw this. He couldn't let Sa Yulong and Chu Yan escape again. Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to do his best to kill Ji Wu.

Lan Moqiu began to struggle to swing a palm towards Ji Wu, but in a flash, Ji Zhang rushed forward without hesitation and blocked Lan Moqiu's attack.

Ji Zhang's cultivation level was just barely okay in the demon world, so he couldn't withstand Lan Moqiu's powerful attack. He died before he could even say goodbye to Ji Wu.

Ji Wu saw his brother die with his own eyes, and began to scream heartbreakingly. However, he was out of control at the moment, so he began to frantically think about breaking free from the shackles of the spirit controlling technique.

"Brother... Brother..." Ji Wu's shrill cries were heard one after another, but it was a pity that his brother could no longer hear him calling him.

Ji Wu began to regret not listening to Ji Zhang. His brother had always advised him not to practice spirit-controlling techniques, but he did not expect that his brother's words would come true and he was the one who killed his brother.

Thinking about how he and his brother had grown up together and how his brother had always protected him, Ji Wu felt an urgent and intense regret as he thought about the little things he had experienced with his brother.

Ji Wu didn't want to be used for nothing. Since the soul control technique can absorb the demon essence of others, it can also return the soul and demon essence to others.

He made up his mind and immediately started to act. With his own strength, he would not be able to release all the demon essence. Fortunately, he had a trace of the demon god power of the demon king in his body. As long as he activated the demon god power, he could control all the demon essence.

Ji Wu no longer hesitated, and immediately began to mobilize the power of the Demon God in his body. As the power of the Demon God awakened, he began to slowly gain control of his body, and he could also use the spirit-controlling technique with ease.

"I will kill you to avenge my brother...ah..." Ji Wugang was able to move. He didn't want to take revenge on Chu Yan, but instead attacked Lan Moqiu directly.

Chu Yan, who was in the magic circle, was no longer panicking at this time, as the magic circle could be broken at any time.

During the time when Lan Moqiu and his companions were fighting fiercely in Fengmuling, Yu Xiaobai, Helan Ruofeng and others were also fighting fiercely with the people from the God Realm. The scene was bloody unprecedentedly.

Originally, Yu Xiaobai was fighting Zhuque and Baihu alone, and when the two were in a stalemate with her, Yu Xiaobai suddenly paused as if struck by lightning, and felt her heart twitch, and an inexplicable force was about to burst out of her body like a surging tide.

"Ah..." Yu Xiaobai let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his whole body floated uncontrollably in the air again like a kite with a broken string.

Helan Ruofeng was the first person to notice that something was wrong with her. He immediately flew to her side like a frightened bird, but was ruthlessly bounced away by the barrier around her.

"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?" Helan Ruofeng was extremely anxious. He began to call Yu Xiaobai's name like an ant on a hot pan, but he couldn't touch her.

"Could it be that someone is borrowing the power of the demon god to harm Your Highness?" The first thing that came to Yuan Ze's mind was the black glazed fire in Yu Xiaobai's body, which was a time bomb that could explode at any time.

"Apart from our four elders, only Young Master Helan and Lord Cangmo know about this. Who else would be so cruel as to want to harm Your Highness?" Ming Changyi asked with a look of suspicion on his face, puzzled.

"Could it be Hu Xiu?" When Bi Cangyan mentioned Hu Xiu's name, murderous intent as sharp as a knife suddenly burst out from his eyes, as if he wanted to cut Hu Xiu into pieces.

"It's not him. I don't doubt him this time." Yuan Ze was full of trust in Hu Xiu and said firmly.

At this time, Yu Xiaobai had no time to care about others. The power in her body was like a wild horse that was about to break out of its reins, trying to break through the restraints of her body. At the same time, an endless stream of spiritual power from the outside world began to pour into her body like a flood that broke through a dam.

Below her, the spiritual power of 300,000 gods' soldiers and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers, almost all of them, leaked out like a burst dam, and drilled into Yu Xiaobai's body like a storm.

A force was about to erupt like a volcano, and another force was pouring in like a flood. As the two collided, Yu Xiaobai felt the excruciating pain again. She began to scream non-stop, and she screamed hysterically out of instinct.

"The Black Glazed Fire is a weapon used by the God Realm to attack other races. The demon race naturally cannot eradicate it, but the demon race's pure inner elixir can control it. If we can obtain the pure inner elixir of the God Race, we can directly purify it or completely extinguish it."

"The so-called pure source is the pure source. The elixir condensed from the original innocent heart is the pure source inner elixir."

Seeing Yu Xiaobai in such pain, Helan Ruofeng felt extremely heartbroken. He then remembered what Lan Moqiu had said, and also remembered Taibu Xingjun, and then began to look for Taibu Xingjun in the chaos.

"Master...how can you help me confirm my identity as a god?" He came to Taibu Xingjun, grabbed him and asked.

"What? Feng'er, are you willing to restore your identity as a god?" Taibu Xingjun asked excitedly upon hearing this.

"That's right. Lord Bai Ji once told my disciple that once you take Lord Xiaobai's top-grade Ningyuan Pill, you will have three thousand years of cultivation as a god and will be ranked among the gods. Is that true?" Helan Ruofeng asked impatiently with an anxious look on his face.

“To be precise, you have transcended life and death and entered the realm of the gods. However, you have not yet faced the calamity and do not have the seal of the gods, so you cannot be considered a member of the gods.” Taibu Xingjun explained in detail.

"Master, how can Feng'er obtain the seal of the gods?" Helan Ruofeng asked more and more anxiously.

“There are two ways. This life is your last life to face the calamity. There are two ways that can help you return to the realm of gods. One is to practice Taoism and become a god, and the other is to return after the calamity.” Taibu Xingjun explained.

It was obviously impossible to become a god through cultivation. Yu Xiaobai was already on the brink of life and death, so how could he have time to cultivate slowly? Then what was the meaning of returning to the Pure Land? He immediately asked, "Master, can you please tell Feng'er what returning to the Pure Land means?"

“The so-called calamity means that you spend this life safely and you can return when you die.” After Taibu Xingjun finished speaking, he stared at Helan Ruofeng with suspicion on his face.

This kid, I have tried my best to persuade him for so many years, but he has no intention of returning to the God Realm. Why do I ask him this question so urgently at this moment?

Taibu Xingjun looked up at Xiaobai, the fish floating in the air, with suspicion. Could it be because of Xiaoyu? Did Feng'er want to come back as a god to help Xiaoyu?

Before Taibu Xingjun could figure out the deeper meaning, Helan Ruofeng had already moved to a place not far from Yu Xiaobai.

"Xiao Yu, if I didn't help you this time and the high priest was not here, you would probably be dead. I really can't bear to see you die, but I can't share life and death with you. If you regain your consciousness in the future, please don't blame me." Helan Ruofeng said this resolutely and immediately called out for the sermon.

He looked at Yu Xiaobai for the last time with firm eyes, swung his arm resolutely, and the sermon pierced his heart as sharp and swift as lightning.

"Feng'er, what do you want to do?" Taibu Xingjun let out a shrill cry. Knowing that Helan Ruofeng could return to the divine world by doing this, he was filled with endless grief.

His good disciple should have died of old age and returned to the throne happily, not like now.

Bai Ji, Bai Qiyang, the Four Guardians of the Divine Realm, Yuan Ze, Ming Changyi, Bi Cangyan and everyone present watched Helan Ruofeng commit suicide.

In a flash, the situation suddenly changed, and the entire demon world shook violently like a small boat in the stormy sea.

Helan Ruofeng's body seemed to be tightly wrapped by a layer of brilliant golden halo, which was like a golden beam of light, rising from the bottom to the sky. Its light was so dazzling that no one could look directly at it, and they had to cover their eyes in a hurry, fearing that they would be hurt by its sharpness.

This light was like the warm sun in winter, making Yu Xiaobai, who was originally in unbearable pain, feel like he was basking in the spring breeze and feel much more comfortable.

"Feng Xi?" Lan Moqiu was extremely anxious. At this critical moment, she struggled to break free from Ji Wu's entanglement and returned to Yu Xiaobai like a flying bird.

On the battlefield, everyone covered their faces with their sleeves, and their spiritual power surged towards Yu Xiaobai's body like a surging tide. However, Helan Ruofeng was spared because he was enveloped by golden light and shadow.

Lan Moqiu naturally understood the current situation. Yu Xiaobai was about to fall into the danger of being burned by the black glazed fire again.

Without the purification of the demon clan's pure inner elixir, Helan Ruofeng resolutely chose to return to the identity of the gods. He must have wanted to use his own inner elixir of the gods, like a rain of rain to put out the fire, to help Yu Xiaobai put out the blazing black glass fire in his body. The shortcut to returning to the gods is to die in the calamity.

The halo gradually dissipated, and the original Helan Ruofeng had dissipated between heaven and earth like smoke, replaced by a man who was as cold as ice and indifferent. His long hair fell neatly like a waterfall, and he was wearing a snow-white dress, which made him look even more noble, like a banished immortal.

When the halo completely dissipated, everyone just woke up from their dream and stared at the scene in front of them in amazement.

The handsome and tall man looked familiar. He was clearly Helan Ruofeng, but his temperament was completely different from his. Helan Ruofeng was handsome and gentle, like a playful boy next door; but the man in front of him was a little distant and aloof, as if he was a person who didn't care about the world.

"You...Lord God?" Baihu was the first to recognize the person in front of him and shouted excitedly.

"The Lord of Weiqing has returned?"