I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 838

Chapter 838: Chapter 314: Illuminating the Nine Netherworlds, the Demon Lord Reborn! Zhu Wujiang’s... Mother?

Xuanming’s face was heavy.

At the time of the incident, both he and Vermilion Bird weren’t here. By the time they returned to the Desolate Domain, they witnessed this horrifying scene.

A nearly thousand-mile-wide black void stretched across the land like an unsightly scar, half of the Red Blood Mountain range vanished into thin air, along with tens of thousands of the Demon Clan...

After checking the survivors’ memories, the extreme terror could be felt even more acutely.

No matter what kind of Demon Creature, it made no difference whether their bloodline was awakened; under that cyan ghostly light, they could only watch helplessly as they turned into nothingness and completely dissipated.

Despair.

Only this thought remained in Xuanming’s mind.

Even when facing the combined forces of the Three Saints, he was merely suppressed, never had he felt such intense helplessness!

"If Vermilion Bird and I had been there, we would probably have turned to dust by now too, wouldn’t we?" Xuanming felt a hint of relief but quickly shook his head, dispelling the shameful thought.

"No matter how many demons die, it doesn’t matter, as long as the Fire Seed remains, we can rise again." The translucent figure said solemnly: "But if the spirit dissipates, the Demon Clan is truly doomed."

Xuanming naturally understood this principle.

Compared to the death of tens of thousands of his clan, the Demon Lord’s failure was the most lethal blow.

The Demon Lord, who carried the hopes of the entire clan and was hailed as the "Reviver," was easily annihilated by a woman... the collapse of this faith would likely make the recently united Desolate Domain crumble into scattered sands again.

"No matter what, we must implore the master to descend once more; otherwise, a huge disaster might occur."

Xuanming seemed to think of something, a flicker of fear in his eyes, he whispered, "Vermilion Bird, why don’t you handle this..."

The translucent figure shook his head resolutely and said, "I won’t do it."

Xuanming frowned and said, "Now that the master isn’t here, you are of grade A, the highest status, and should naturally take on this responsibility."

The translucent figure knocked lightly, then handed him two eyeballs engraved with the "甲" symbol, "I’m no longer grade A, let whoever wants it take it."

"..."

Xuanming said helplessly, "Then can we both go? You can’t let me go to the Eternal Prison alone, can you?"

Vermilion Bird didn’t speak, took back the eyeballs, turned around, and flew towards Red Blood Peak.

Xuanming was accustomed to this attitude, and flew after him.

Entering the cave in the cliff, every Demon Clan they encountered along the way was pale, with drooping heads, a very somber atmosphere, evidently still not recovered from the previous defeat.

Continuing down the winding tunnel, passing several dark doors, they reached the deepest part of the mountain.

At the end of the passage, two lamps hung on the wall, emitting a cyan green ghostly light; in the dim light, a giant stone door embedded in the rock wall could be seen.

Over five fathoms tall, nearly three fathoms wide, even Xuanming’s tall stature appeared very small in front of the door.

Clinging to the door were close to a thousand talismans, with yellow backgrounds and red writings, the ancient and intricate talisman writings already lost, their meanings difficult to discern.

Occasionally, hot air blew through the door crack, slighting the talismans, revealing the carvings on the stone door that seemed to depict a creature riding the clouds and mist, faintly showing dense scales in the haze.

Xuanming and Vermilion Bird exchanged a glance and nodded.

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