206: Chapter 206 The Opportunity for Success or Failure, Hanging in the Balance

Nine Layers of the Underworld, where demonic chaos runs rampant.

Inside an Immortal Cave, after the smoke and flames of battle had dissipated.

For a long while, it gradually returned to its secluded tranquility.

At this moment, a delicate figure in a disheveled, pale blue wide-sleeved fairy dress was slumped and kneeling on the ground, swaying like a willow in the wind.

On her stunningly beautiful face, a flush of crimson remained from the aftermath of madness.

At this moment, whatever Void Realm shattering or ascension to immortality she had always pursued as a powerhouse were completely absent from Nangong Shiya's considerations.

After the clouds and rain, and the ebbing and flowing of their Soul exchange, she had long since forgotten what the world was.

She did not know if it was because she had tasted the marrow and knew the flavor, or if there was a hidden attribute of being enslaved within her body.

Nangong Shiya did not feel any bone-deep hatred; instead, unknowingly, amidst the sea of enmity, she had lost her initial heart of hatred.

At least, with her true heart unrevealed, that was how it appeared on the surface.

"Three thousand Dao paths, all can transcend the mortal."

As Gu Qingge had already shaken off the negative effects brought by his Heavenly Demon Emperor Body, his gaze toward Nangong Shiya was no longer as scorching and intense.

His body and shadow were like a sage, his heart still as water.

Even if ten thousand Laws were extinguished, heaven and earth overturned, and the Mortal World ravaged, it could not invade his heart and Soul.

"Gu Qingge, are you feeling very smug?"

In a soft whisper, Nangong Shiya tidied her cloud-like hair and flower-like face, her pink fists quietly clenched, and in her bright eyes, a hint of shame and anger was hard to hide.

She clearly remembered that when facing his lewd might, she had always intended to refuse.

Yet, unknowingly, she had eventually bowed down... and even sunk into it...

At the thought of this, the emotions Nangong Shiya had managed to control became unbalanced once again.

The forbidden pleasure seemed to have been conquered by the method of fierce battle.

Could she really turn defeat into victory and slaughter him?

It seemed possible.

She just needed to make good use of the opportunity while exploring the Secret Realm!

However, Nangong Shiya always felt that Gu Qingge's gaze was a bit off.

It was as if... he was looking at someone who could stand on their own two feet, an independent and self-reliant... tool person?

"In my life, I have never been lecherous; I just crave your body and never bestow true feelings."

"You..." Nangong Shiya's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly.

So, with beauty like mine, I am reduced to nothing more than a plaything for your leisure?

You are truly a scoundrel!

"Don't be angry." Gu Qingge seemed to have noticed the flash of displeasure on Nangong Shiya's beautiful face.

"I am just stating an indisputable fact."

"Between you and me, the sinful connection was caused by a mistaken encounter."

"Could it really develop into entering the path of emotion with my heart, and having a love with you that shakes the Soul and lasts until death?"

Gu Qingge did not hide his false and deliberate intentions at all.

In his heart, women were best as tool people.

If they exceeded his control, he would need to weigh whether the pros outweighed the cons, or the cons outweighed the pros.

Whichever it was, it was exhausting and not worth it.

Hearing this, there was not a trace of unwillingness in the depths of Nangong Shiya's eyes.

Of course, there was no absolute submission either.

Although it was just an act, that elegant and charming pose that stirred the Soul was not fake at all.

You dog of a man!

I will just let you live for two more days and enjoy yourself twice more.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the young girl... do not bully the young woman because she is poor!

Once that thing in the Secret Realm is in my hands, you will lose all your utility value.

By then, life and death will be entirely within my grasp, will they not?

The turning point of success and failure is hanging in my palm.

Nangong Shiya was also very wary of Gu Qingge's various hidden cards.

However, she was not without a countermeasure.

If she made good use of this Secret Realm, she could completely control Gu Qingge.

Whether it was killing him and refining him into a Puppet, or completely controlling him and using him for herself, it would be a victorious prize for this scheme.

A hideous and terrifying demonic thought, like the Reincarnation of a death-bringing Rakshasa, flashed through her Soul.

The next second, she restored her cold, divine appearance and unparalleled beauty.

She truly embodied the saying that women are made of water.

Soldiers have no constant formation, and water has no constant shape.

Behind the softness and moisture, infinite ferocity was hidden.

Meanwhile, this land beyond the realm was also undergoing some subtle changes!

In the East, a blood moon bloomed with dazzling, resplendent red light.

A petite, fragrant, and soft charming body appeared with the falling red light of the eternal night.

What was revealed was a pure and sweet goddess-level appearance.

Because of this, it was hard to associate this immortal and noble figure with a vicious and cruel image.

Yet, one would not know that this woman was actually an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years.

Moreover, the short flute and sword she carried at her waist were all made of jade bones.

If a powerful expert who shook one side saw this, after a careful inspection, it would not be difficult to discover that these jade bones were all taken from groups that possessed special skeletons.

More accurately, every exquisite accessory secretly corresponded to the bloody path of a deceased peerless Prodigy.

"In this era of great contention, the Emperor's mandate reappears, and the path to seeking immortality spreads across all heavens and myriad worlds."

"Sweep! Slaughter!"

"Ten million living beings, all attach to my heart of Origin."

"Cackle, cackle, cackle!"

The cold laughter was like waves, surging and sweeping in all directions.

In the West, a blood-armored skeleton gradually stepped out from the abyss swamp filled with blood evil.

Its Aura was magnificent, one in ten million.

This could perhaps be called an Undead Catastrophe, a monarch proud of the world!

"Devour..."

"Evolve..."

"The supreme Dao... is right before my eyes..."

A huge figure that covered the sky and sun emerged from the swamp.

It was a King Realm Frost Bone Dragon.

And the figure standing upon the Frost Bone Dragon, in terms of terror, was even greater than the former.

In the South.

A blood-ink black coffin had its lid suddenly flipped open by a force that covered the sky.

Accompanied by this were waves of massive demonic roars.

Looking into the coffin again, as the thick black smoke dissipated, a red-haired corpse was revealed.

Immediately after, the Spiritual Qi in the air rioted and surged rapidly toward this corpse.

Following this, the red hair vanished completely, revealing its true form.

It was a zombie wearing a copper coin mask, its entire body wrapped in corpse Qi.

At this time, wherever the demonic moon reached, the corpse evil soared into the sky.

Like thick clouds sweeping, continuous and endless.

If anyone saw this, their heart and spirit would be terrified, almost to the point of despair.

"Heh heh..."

Low, cold, and solemn, like an evil Soul crawling out from the Nine Nether Hell.

In the North.

A black ancestral tree swayed with the wind, displaying great might.

However, the tree had become a spirit, and the Demonic Qi gathered and did not disperse.

On every branch of this ancestral tree, a Soul was bound.

These Souls were naturally not simple.

One could even see Prodigies of the Nine Heavens God-Demon Continent who had become famous ten thousand years ago among them.

"There is more fresh, delicious food here to throw their lives away."

"Let me see who can reap enough benefits in this hunting activity in the end."

"However, no matter who profits, there is only one final winner."

"That is me!"

The black ancestral tree shook its tree-like body violently, and under the intense shaking, the sound of wind and thunder manifested.

"The Great Emperor bleeds, and heaven and earth weep."

"I really want to taste the flavor that contains the power of the supreme Law!"

As the thought of might arose, the mass of Souls echoed with demonic sounds.

The designation of Demon is nothing more than this.