y naked on the bed, her limbs spread wide, her legs parted, blood staining between them.The sheets were covered in blood, and it had spilled onto the floor. The floor was made of tiles, and the blood...The demon king's inner name is hidden, and the hundred spirits conceal their names.

Within the classics, there are subtle hints about the "Hidden Rhyme Heavenly Sound", revealing glimpses of the Demon King in a few strokes.

Cultivators in this world don't know whether these names are real or fake. They're like code names, and what they're called doesn't matter. There's no need to memorize them deliberately. As for these demons, they don't pay much attention to names either.

For them, perhaps names are truly just codewords, subject to change at will.

One thought gives rise to three thousand, testing all cultivators in the world.

This is their responsibility.

The word "magic" perhaps seems a bit ordinary, even a little "middle school."

But within the Taishang Xuanmen, this word has two layers of meaning. The first is chi, mei, wang, liang, yao, and gui, which are demons and ghosts.

Secondly, there is a unique concept distinct from other denominations and sects—magic, which is also god.

The "Du Ren Jing" mentions subtle hints of celestial sounds, but they are very obscure. Perhaps those who have passed them down deliberately "visualized" them.

The true form of the Demon Emperor is a secret within the Taishang Xuanmen. Perhaps those who have seen him have already become immortals, possessing profound knowledge and wisdom beyond earthly comprehension, making it impossible to describe.

I have seen the Black Emperor of the North Heaven, and I hear his current name is Yin Su Bai. But his specific appearance remains a hazy impression in my mind to this day.

But this man before me, I have no idea what he looks like. All I know is that he's using my brother's body and appearance to speak to me right now!

And this body... is truly bleeding.

I sat sideways on the bed, closing my eyes tightly and pushing away the complex and tangled thoughts in my mind.

It's so chaotic...

I gripped my brother's wrist, looking at the wounds on his arms and back. I wiped away the dirt with a damp cloth.

"... It'll get infected, I have antiseptic in my bag—" I said with a trembling voice, closing my eyes.

No matter who he is, this body is still an ordinary person's body! It can't stand the torture!

My brother's body... how could he be taken over I originally thought that if I found Big Mao and my brother, we could figure out a way to bring him back no matter what. But now...

This is totally beyond me!

"Huh" he hummed softly, beckoning with his finger.

My belongings were thrown in the corner of this room. Suddenly, something flew from outside the curtain and "hit" me in the chest, scaring me so much that I jumped off the bed.

He let out a low chuckle, his voice icy and deep, laced with a mischievous amusement.

"That's him, it has to be him!"

In the area of the formation where the Pearl of Mirage resided, it was him who repeatedly sneered in my ear.

My brother fell victim to the same fate too

"Come on." He smirked. "This body's still got a bit left in it."

This sentence made my eyelids twitch. What do you mean can't be broken You already took it over —

"Where's my brother" I forced calmness, pulling out medication and starting to treat the wound.

The wound wasn't fatal, just shallow and deep, as if the intense sword energy from the abyss had been unbearable and rebounded on his body.

"Your brother... wasn't he right here..." He smiled, raised a finger and pointed to his chest.

But the smile on his face held a strange and dangerous menace.

I retracted my gaze and said in a low voice, “What do you want by occupying my brother's dwelling”

"...Just playing around~~ In the year of demonic trial, demons should enter the world. This is the cycle of heaven and earth. It's ridiculous that some deities want to stop it!" He snorted coldly.

The deity he spoke of, was probably Yin Su Bai...

As both Emperors of the Demonic Realm, according to the rule that those from the North are superior, Yin Su Bai should hold a slightly higher position than

.

That's because——the imperial talisman for controlling demonic spirits, the Yin Xu Bai Yu Ling Zhen Ling Fu, has gone missing! If demons enter the world without someone to control them, they will inevitably run amok.

"Why" he narrowed his eyes, leaning closer to me.

I opened my mouth, but swallowed the words back down.

I wonder if this is a secret in the Demon Realm... I'd better not say anything.

Yinsu Bai tried every means to enter the world alone, just to discreetly search for the Zhenling Talisman of the Emperor's Spirit. If this matter were revealed in the Demon Realm, what if the demons revolted if I carelessly let it slip

These denizens of the demon realm, though they possess diverse personalities, share one common trait: they prefer to let their actions speak louder than words.

To conquer with force is indeed the way.

And I'm just the bottom-rung weakling.

“Because… because… even the immortal deities wouldn’t want to see the balance broken, would they There’s already plenty of suffering in the human world. This is why there has been peace for a hundred years. For you, it should have just been a sleep, right” I forced a change in tone, unsure if it sounded natural or not.

He narrowed his eyes and leaned back against the other side, resting his hand on his pillow. He remained silent.

I quickly finished treating the wound, looking at the crisscrossing scars on my back with some worry. I couldn't bandage them individually, so I might as well just cover the whole thing.

He held up his hands quite cooperatively, but as he got closer, he whispered in my ear.

"Mu Xiaqiao, demon test of humanity, you are no longer qualified..."

The Five Emperors Great Demons, also known as the Heavenly Kings, appear in the form of demons to test humanity. If a person recognizes them, they will transform together, each demon taking on the appearance of an Emperor and ascending to enlightenment.

I was staring at my brother's collarbone, thinking that it didn't matter if he wasn't qualified, as long as he just got out of my brother's house quickly...

"It's packed. Now, will you let my brother go" I whispered.

He saw that I didn't react, and raised an eyebrow: "Let it go Such a useful house, why let it go"

"You want to test me I've already been tricked, fallen into this unknown place. Has your purpose been achieved What are you doing occupying my brother's house"

"An unknown place…" He smiled gradually, letting out two cold laughs, raising his hand and waving it. The cloak on the shelf flew over.

This is a deep-colored, black-bordered cloak, embroidered with elaborate dark patterns. In the light, they seem like the wings of a spreading phoenix.

"Come, I'll take you to see this unknown place..." He reached out and pinched my wrist. I felt a little repelled, but my brother's scent, it made me unable to muster that "I'm going to fight tooth and nail" kind of determination from the depths of my being.

Walking out of this palace and towards the main hall ahead, I saw a strange sight.

Da Mao sat on a luxuriously embroidered cushion. Around him were piles of unknown old junk— ah, all sorts of golden toads, bronze birds, silver bowls, jade cups…

Several maids, or similar individuals, were keeping a distance and surrounding the big one.

Damo crawled eastward, and the circle of people surrounding him shifted eastwards as well. Damo stood up and swayed as he took a few steps, and the people immediately opened their hands, ready to catch him at any moment.

I twitched my lips: "What's this for Grasping week My big Mao is already two years old!"

As soon as the words left my mouth, they echoed through the vast and magnificent hall, causing everyone to turn their gaze toward me.

As soon as Da Mao saw me, he didn't even care about the golden toad he was holding in his arms anymore and quickly crawled over to me.

I immediately crouched down and reached out a hand, but Big Mao didn't charge at me. Instead, he rushed over and hugged "my brother" who had me by the wrist.

My brother's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked like he was about to kick out with his foot.

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