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Ye Chuanze used an ornament to cover the mark of the Fallen Demon on his forehead. It was a black teardrop-shaped crystal pendant, positioned perfectly to conceal the Fallen Demon mark. He left the cold, desolate Cold Pool area with Fuxi's Primordial Spirit and began to gather the scattered demons from all over the Primordial realm.
After the battle with the Lich, both clans suffered heavy losses. Gonggong knocked down the Heavenly Pillar, Buzhou Mountain, causing the southwestern region to tilt, and the waters of the Heavenly River surged into the human realm, bringing suffering to sentient beings and submerging everything. A Karmic Burden fell upon the Lich Clans, entangling them in Karma and subjecting them to heavenly punishment. Both clans were severely weakened, their strength reduced to a mere fraction of what it once was. The Witch Clan distanced themselves from the Primordial realm and took refuge in the Northern Julu Continent to recuperate. Meanwhile, the demon clan was left in disarray, scattered throughout the Primordial realm.
The demon clan was inherently diverse, with both good and bad elements. The beast-like demons that feasted on raw flesh were wild and difficult to tame, making their hearts hard to control. Under the strong rule of Demon Emperor Di Jun, the demon clan was united and obedient to Di Jun's commands. However, once Demon Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi fell, the unity among the demons shattered. The once powerful kingdom collapsed in an instant, becoming a pile of sand that could not be gathered.
For the already fragmented demon clan, only a powerful and renowned figure could command enough respect to unite them again. This figure would need to be a great demon who could make all demons willingly submit.
Ye Chuanze, who had once led the demon clan into battle across every corner of the Primordial realm and had gained notoriety as a Demon God during the battle with the Lich, was clearly the most suitable candidate.
In that final battle against the Lich, Ye Chuanze displayed an overwhelming dominance and murderous intent that struck fear into all three realms; it was unlikely that any demon would dare oppose him. The demon clan revered strength above all else, and Ye Chuanze was undoubtedly strong enough!
This was also why Nüwa sought him out. At this moment, the demon clan desperately needed someone to lead them and reunite them into a single kingdom rather than remain as scattered sand.
Ye Chuanze first found the group led by Great Sage Bai Ze and Jiemeng from the demon clan. This group had once been directly subordinate to Demon Emperor Di Jun and remained loyal without any second thoughts.
After the battle with the Lich, only Bai Ze and Jiemeng remained among the ten Great Sages of the demon clan following the fall of Demon Emperor Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Demon God Fuxi. When Ye Chuanze located this group of demons, he discovered that his disciple Lu Ya was also among them.
Seeing Lu Ya did not surprise Ye Chuanze; Lu Ya was the prince of the demon clan. Now that Demon Emperor Di Jun had fallen, he was effectively their only ruler. It was his mission to command all demons and restore their power. However, due to his young age and insufficient ability, it was feared that he might struggle to gain their obedience. This group of demons loyal solely to Demon Emperor Di Jun was clearly his best choice, especially since it included two remaining Great Sages.
"Master!" Lu Ya exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Ye Chuanze.
Ye Chuanze softened his gaze slightly upon seeing him and waved him over. "Come here."
Without hesitation, Lu Ya ran towards him.
Beside him, Bai Ze and Jiemeng stood up. Unlike Lu Ya's surprise, Bai Ze and Jiemeng appeared extremely vigilant.
Ye Chuanze looked at their tense expressions and said, "The Demon Emperor entrusted the prince to me, and I shall fulfill my promise. Now that the Demon Emperor has fallen, my disciple Lu Ya, the prince of the demon race, is the only ruler of the demon race and the next Demon Emperor!"
"He will inherit his father's wishes, revitalize the demon race, and restore its former glory! And I will assist him; the sword in my hand will cut down all opposing voices!" Ye Chuanze spoke clearly and powerfully.
Upon hearing this, Bai Ze and Jiemeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Excellency speaks with great righteousness!"
Ye Chuanze gently patted Lu Ya's head and continued, "I, along with Fuxi, once relocated some of our people to a Spirit Island overseas. Now that the demon race is burdened by Karmic Burden and Karma, it is unwise to engage in disputes with other races. Furthermore, the prince is still young and needs both of you by his side for guidance. Are you willing to accompany me to Spirit Island to rebuild Demon City?"
Bai Ze and Jiemeng exchanged glances and replied in unison, "We are willing to follow the prince!"
Satisfied with their response, Ye Chuanze led Bai Ze, Jiemeng, and Lu Ya to Spirit Island.
Ye Chuanze subsequently subdued several demon tribes scattered across the Primeval Continent. Some demons were willing to follow Ye Chuanze to Spirit Island, while others expressed their unwillingness to leave their Primordial homeland. Ye Chuanze did not force them.
Afterward, Ye Chuanze made a trip to Western Spirit Mountain.
After the Lich War, Zhun Ti and Jieyin had taken advantage of the chaos to abduct a group of demons and brought them to Western Buddhism.
Without hesitation, Ye Chuanze kicked open the door of the Buddhist temple on Spirit Mountain and coldly declared, "Zhun Ti, Jieyin, return my demon people!"
Angered by having their temple door kicked in, Zhun Ti and Jieyin immediately summoned their treasures and engaged in battle with Ye Chuanze.
Since entering into demonic transformation, Ye Chuanze's entire magical power had turned into demonic energy. His true form was that of the Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus, which gathered the violent energy of heaven and earth. The Demonic Energy matched his inherent attributes; after becoming demonic, his strength doubled.
Facing two opponents alone did not intimidate him. He summoned his Evil Corpse to fight alongside him against Zhun Ti and Jieyin without losing ground.
He wielded the magic sword against Jieyin, while Evil Corpse used the Twelve-Grade Ink Lotus as a companion treasure to confront Zhun Ti.
After a moment, Jieyin and Zhun Ti were unable to withstand the assault and were pushed back several steps.
Zhun Ti, furious, shouted, "You have entered the demonic path; as a demon, you cannot be accepted by the righteous way and will surely face divine retribution!"
Ye Chuanze coldly snorted at these words. He raised his magic sword high, pointing it at the Spirit Mountain Buddha Hall, and brought it down with a slash. With a thunderous sound, the Buddha Hall was split in two. He turned to Zhun Ti and said coldly, "What fear is there from heaven? Let us see when heaven can punish me!"
Zhun Ti was enraged by his arrogance, blood rushing to his head, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"To my demon kin, do you wish to follow me away?" Ye Chuanze called out to the demons within the hall.
Many demons looked up at him and replied, "We wish to follow the great deity!"
In the end, only half of the demons chose to leave with Ye Chuanze, while the others, influenced by Jieyin and Zhun Ti's Buddhist teachings, entered the Buddhist fold. Ye Chuanze did not force them; he allowed them to make their own choices.
Ye Chuanze settled all those willing to follow him on Spirit Island, rebuilding Demon City, establishing laws, appointing officials, and forming an army. After hundreds of years of development, the situation of the demon race gradually stabilized and their vitality slowly recovered.
Ye Chuanze renamed Spirit Island as Floating Island. He used the Innate Spiritual Treasure Twelve Turtle Shells to establish a barrier, severing Floating Island's connection with the outside world. From then on, Floating Island became its own realm, detached from the Three Realms and unaffected by external turmoil.
After several hundred years, Floating Island began to flourish. The population of demons continuously increased, and Demon City displayed scenes of peace and prosperity. The bloody and painful battle from hundreds of years ago gradually faded from the memories of the demon populace.
The young Demon Prince had grown into a graceful youth. The Demon Prince was handsome and noble-looking, with profound cultivation and strong capabilities that resembled his father's demeanor, earning praise from all corners of the demon race.
Meanwhile, Ye Chuanze, the Uncrowned King of Floating Island, began to be criticized by some who claimed he was a demon transcending beyond the Six Paths and not bound by the Three Realms.
Rumors began to spread within Demon City.
One day, Ye Chuanze, the Uncrowned King who had ruled Floating Island with strong and bloody means for hundreds of years, disappeared without a trace.
After the battle with the Lich, the Primordial Land and its Sentient Beings suffered greatly. After hundreds of years of recovery and rejuvenation, the once devastated land regained its vitality. Those who had followed Ye Chuanze to the deep mountains far from the Primordial Land gradually returned.
The human race began to rise, and the wheels of history rolled forward, developing as the heavens intended.
Ye Chuanze quietly gazed at the orb of light in his hand that had accompanied him for hundreds of years. After a long while, he lowered his gaze and cast the Primordial Spirit of an old friend into Reincarnation.
He let out a barely audible sigh, "Fuxi!"
In the land of Thunder Marsh, a woman from the Huaxu Clan was playing when she stumbled upon a giant footprint by the roadside. Filled with curiosity, she stepped into the footprint and soon became pregnant. Twelve years later, she gave birth to Fuxi.
Fuxi, the leader of the Huaxu Tribe, was wise and virtuous. He established Gossip, taught his people fishing and hunting, domesticated livestock, set marriage customs, created writing, and invented music. He unified various tribes in Huaxia and was recommended as king.
One day, while Fuxi was out walking along a forest path, he suddenly heard a melodious sound of a zither ahead. Drawn by the music, he walked forward and saw a man in black sitting by the roadside, playing the zither with his head bowed.
As the piece concluded, Fuxi praised, "Like flowing water, like dripping stones; it sounds like rustling leaves in the forest and like wind brushing past my ears. Your zither skills are remarkable!"
"The Human Emperor is overly generous," replied the man in black with a cold voice.
When Fuxi saw him slowly raise his head to reveal his true appearance, he was taken aback. The man's handsome yet cold features were unlike those of ordinary mortals. The black crystal pendant on his forehead added an air of allure to his striking face.
"May I ask your name?" Fuxi inquired.
"The time will come when you will naturally know," replied the man in black coldly.
Fuxi smiled upon hearing this and asked, "May I ask what brings you here, sir?"
"Visiting a friend," the man in black replied.
"Have you seen your friend?" Fuxi inquired again.
"I have," the man paused before adding, "He is well. He just doesn't remember me."
"Then... would you like to come back with me for a drink?" Fuxi suggested. But when he looked up, he found no one there, only pink Peach Blossom Petals drifting down from the tree.
Fuxi was taken aback, then smiled. He had heard that mountain spirits often roamed the hills; had he encountered one? However, male mountain spirits were rarely seen in a hundred years! Fuxi chuckled to himself and turned to head back.
"You've seen him; what do you plan to do next?" Nuwa said, watching Fuxi's distant figure.
"Don't worry, I won't return to Floating Island," Ye Chuanze replied coldly.
Nuwa paused at his words and said, "You understand what I mean. For nearly a hundred years, the demon realm has been constantly disturbing the human world; their intentions are likely sinister. If it truly comes to that, I don't want the demon clan to fall into danger again. The current demon clan cannot withstand another calamity. I do not doubt you; I just don't want you to be caught in a dilemma. After all, apart from my brother, you are my most valued friend."
" Ye Chuanze, you should think of yourself and others," Nuwa urged.
After a long silence, Ye Chuanze finally said, "I have my own plans; you need not worry."
That night, after Fuxi returned home, he had a dream.
In the dream, a man in white was playing the zither while a man in black lounged lazily on a mat beside him, listening intently. On the table were a pot of wine and two cups.
When he woke from the dream, Fuxi sat on his bed, lost in thought.
After a long time, a name was called from his mouth, " Ye Chuanze, my friend."
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Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, Purple Cloud Palace.
The magnificent and towering Purple Cloud Palace stood beyond the nine heavens. This was the dojo of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, where no one dared to disturb the Dao Ancestor's quiet cultivation easily. However, today, after hundreds of years of solitude, a visitor arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace.
A man in black stood before the gates of Purple Cloud Palace, lingering there for a long time.
Ye Chuanze gazed at the familiar gate for quite a while; the Purple Cloud Palace remained unchanged. He couldn't help but recall that hundreds of years ago, every time he visited the Purple Cloud Palace, there would always be a lazy boy dozing off at the entrance. Now, Haotian had made a name for himself, leaping from being a sweeping boy to becoming the Jade Emperor above the nine heavens.
Thinking of him, Ye Chuanze couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. That kid used to follow him around calling him "senior brother," and now he had really made something of himself!
Haotian and Yaochi had gone to the Heavenly Palace above the nine heavens to become the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, leaving only Hongjun alone in this vast Purple Cloud Palace. Ye Chuanze thought about it and felt a pang in his heart. It seemed he had been somewhat excessive over these past few hundred years; his master probably wouldn't be so petty as to hold it against him, right?
Hmm... that's hard to say, given Hongjun's tendency to be calculative.
After a long while, a flash of light appeared, and the figure of the man in black vanished before the gates of Purple Cloud Palace, leaving only a young child behind.
The child reached up to remove the Black Crystal Forehead Ornament from his forehead and muttered, "I've wanted to take this thing off for ages; it's really bothersome to wear!"
With the black crystal ornament removed from his forehead, it was revealed that there was no longer the mark of the Fallen Demon on his brow; only a beautiful black Black Lotus mark remained.
Ye Chuanze had completely abandoned all his cultivation; not a trace of demonic power remained!
He reached out and knocked on the great door of Purple Cloud Palace, making it echo with loud knocks.
After a long time, the door was opened from the inside.
A Purple-Clad Daoist stood at the door, looking at him with a cold gaze.
Ye Chuanze looked up at him and asked, "Dao Ancestor, I think you need a Disciple to serve you."
"I don't need one," the Purple-Clad Daoist replied coldly.
"What do you think of me? I believe I can fulfill this position," Ye Chuanze said.
Hongjun looked at him and after a moment, said, "If you are obedient, I might keep you."
Hearing this, Ye Chuanze smiled and said, "I will certainly be obedient, always at your service to ensure your satisfaction!"
Hongjun closed his eyes, smiled, stepped aside to make way, and said, "Come in!"
The door was closed from the inside. The Purple-Clad Daoist held the Little Taoist's hand and walked step by step inside.
(End of book)
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