Chapter 1258: Demon Lord

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Chapter 1258: The Demon Lord

This water... it's not water at all!

Some resemble solidified souls, but that's not quite accurate. It's more like countless souls piled into this pool, tormented, distilled until only consciousness, or perhaps just emotion, remains.

This is a mysterious approach.

Because the moment I touched it, I felt more than just my hand being corroded. Countless emotions flooded into me, from the most basic joy, anger, sadness, and happiness to despair, confusion, perseverance, rage, and so on…

But if souls devour each other, what they need least of all is not emotion, but something else.

Here, there are emotions lingering…

"What are you talking about."

After a moment of surprise, the woman smiled and asked playfully, "This is the underworld, Fengdu, only ghosts can enter. If we aren't ghosts, what else could we be"

"Brother, don't waste time, go in and wash up quickly, hehe."

No sooner had the words left his lips.

The man suddenly spoke up, "No, look at his hand. It touched the Dead Sea but didn't disappear, and he can even pull it out..."

Hearing him say that.

The woman instantly stopped laughing and looked at Ye Fusheng's arm. She was shocked. Normally, a soul would melt the instant it touched the Dead Sea, and some weaker souls would even be dragged into it.

And he, it seems, was unaffected.

Before she could finish thinking.

Ye Fusheng quickly got up and carefully looked at the two people: "You are... demons!"

When he spoke the word, Ye Fusheng himself was taken aback. He had only heard of demons, but never seen one before. After all, such beings were rare and few between, like phoenix feathers and dragon scales.

What is called "magic" first arises from demons within one's practice, then these heart demons invade consciousness, and finally, the consciousness born of these demons controls the entire body.

It's easy to say, but actually becoming a demon is harder than ascending to heaven. Firstly, one must experience a deep, tragic, and even life-threatening inner demon before it can manifest.

After it is produced, it also takes a long time to heal on its own, and it can only enter consciousness if it cannot get out of the predicament.

It's similar to mental illness, insanity, etc., as experienced in the mundane world.

And if one had reached this point, a sect would strictly guard and treat them. If not, as an independent cultivator, they would definitely resort to desperate measures, inevitably attracting pursuit. Even without being pursued, surviving independently would be extremely difficult.

And last but not least, this is the hardest part.

Ramblings of a madman and self-awareness, schizophrenia also has a name.

But the heart demon wants to control the whole body, meaning it wants to completely eliminate the previous self and transform into a brand new demon. If there is still any past consciousness, it will be impossible to fully transform.

Ye Fusheng never expected that he would encounter something so extraordinary in the mortal realm, and yet here it was, right before his eyes in Fengdu. It was simply unbelievable.

At the same time, one must also steel oneself because every demon capable of complete metamorphosis is a genius among geniuses. And because the heart demon spreads throughout the body, their mentality surpasses that which ordinary people can compare to.

"Hmm"

Both of them were stunned when Ye Fusheng uttered the word "magic". It had been how many years since anyone had seen through it.

The woman quickly recovered her smile: "Brother, you're very good. You can tell our identities. So, are you going to enter the Dead Sea"

The man immediately snarled, “What are you wasting time talking to him for This guy is bad news, just throw him down!”

He struck swiftly, a black mist erupting from his body. The mist seemed alive, surging towards Ye Fusheng with terrifying speed, accompanied by chilling screams that sent shivers down one's spine.

Ye Fusheng let out a breath of relief when he saw this. This was the first time he faced a demon, and before this, he didn't know who was stronger. But when a master makes a move, you'll know if it's good or not. This man's methods were roughly comparable to...a celestial being!

Looking at mortals, they are invincible.

In this Ghost City, it is second only to a few Ghost Emperors.

It's a pity that I met myself. Although it was a soul, I couldn't display half the strength of a Human Emperor Realm, but it wasn't something a Celestial Immortal Realm could withstand.

His body trembled, and his soul form instantly solidified considerably. A faint glow appeared around him.

"Aw..."

As the light flashed, black mist accompanied by screams dispersed with a deafening roar. The cave actually felt a little warmer.

Tap tap tap.

The male was also shaken back three steps, staring in astonishment at Ye Fusheng: "Who are you No, what were you before your death!"

The woman was also frightened and quickly walked to the man's side, ready to defend herself.

Ordinary people, upon death, will have a powerful soul due to their status in life, the remembrance of their family, and the care they received.

As a rule, they are weaklings with no fighting ability. Even if they accomplished great feats in life, their soul bodies are too fragile to withstand anything.

This person before us, not only can they fight back, but their body can also bloom with radiance. How many people's sincere thoughts and wishes have gone into this

Ye Fusheng didn't rush to make a move. He asked, "Demons should live in the mortal world. You are in Fengdu, how do you serve demons"

That's too strange.

Once anyone enters the City of Hell, they can no longer improve or practice further. At most, they can maintain their pre-death vitality unchanged. They are impossible to become demons in the City of Hell.

If they were demons in life, with their cultivation level, let alone Daxia, even the former Four Great Holy Lands wouldn't be able to stop them.

Moreover, it has never been recorded in the history of Daxia or the history of the Holy Land.

Even if they were demons in life, upon entering the Underworld City (Fengdu), the Emperor of Fengdu wouldn't allow them to exist. After all, their strength was simply too overwhelming.

So, no matter what, they shouldn't be here.

A male snorted coldly: "Who says demons should live in the mortal realm Who decided this is the underworld Tell me who you are, or I will personally send you to the Sea of Suffering, where you will forever sink into the Dead Sea!"

Not living in the mortal realm

Isn't this the Underworld

Ye Fu Sheng listened more and more confused, just about to ask again.

A woman suddenly attacked, her eyes wide open, crimson spreading in them. In an instant, the cave filled with scarlet mist, rapidly engulfing Ye Fusheng.

The man, unwilling to be outdone, charged forward relentlessly. He raised his hand, black mist swirling in his palm, and struck Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fu Sheng no longer held back. Although this was his first encounter with demons, he knew they were different from any other beings. Their obsessions ran too deep; if not thoroughly subdued, it would be difficult to extract information from them.

Breath leaked out rapidly, and in an instant, a faint purple light enveloped her entire body.

Light, like the wind, swept through, destroying everything in its path. Wherever it passed, black mist and crimson were instantly dispersed.

Not only that.

Their faces changed drastically, unable to bear such radiance, they retreated rapidly, wanting to escape.

Ye Fusheng naturally couldn't miss this opportunity and quickly pursued him.

He has just gotten up.

The radiance around him suddenly vanished.

The pressure inside the cave suddenly increased, as if a terrifying aura was forming.

Then just watch.

On the rugged, uneven rock formations surrounding the cave, nearly a hundred figures suddenly appeared, standing firm and still. They were all clad in black and red robes, dressed exactly like the man and woman.

They knelt before the stone at the front, one knee on the ground, with utmost reverence.

All voices in unison cried out: ‘Welcome the arrival of the Demon Lord!’

Ye Fusheng heard this, feeling a chill run down his spine and pressure bearing down on him.

Suddenly turning around, he looked toward the stone seat at the front... you want to design Ye Fusheng, the first unlucky one is himself. It's highly likely that his soul will fly and scatter, it's not necessary.HeroYe Fusheng didn't mind this title, knowing he was tellin...