Wu Guan Wang’s demonic nature was inherently evil. In the end, Jian Chou hadn’t really wanted to harm his life. It was only after losing the suppression of this pure child heart that his demonic nature instantly resurged, causing her to act instinctively.

The moment she saw him disappear from heaven and earth, her heart actually felt somewhat melancholy.

How strange.

A perfectly good Yama King, a perfectly good demon—why must he want such a pure child heart?

Clearly good has its way of living, and evil has its way of living.

She blinked, looking at this half heart in her palm.

When Fu Chaosheng had battled Wu Guan Wang that day, she was quite distant, and during the battle hadn’t clearly seen the scene where he devoured half the heart. Only now did she truly see this object’s true appearance.

It was just like something freshly carved from a person’s scalding chest.

Real flesh and veins, half the wound surface blurred, with a mass of strange black material embedded at the edges.

Jian Chou pried it open to look and recognized it as a severely damaged Yashan token.

She fell silent for a moment.

Though it was a human heart, it had already been refined by someone, becoming a special existence similar to a magical artifact. It was merely part of a human shell—a living thing, yet also a dead thing. It contained neither any emotions or memories of its former owner, nor did it retain half a sentiment for its former owner, nor any past grudges and grievances it had experienced. What remained was the quality that could make one calm and peaceful, comprehend heaven and earth, and approach one’s true nature. The more clearly one could perceive the world and understand human nature, the faster one’s mental cultivation would advance.

For high-realm cultivators, this object was truly rare.

Just holding it in her palm, Jian Chou could feel its extraordinariness.

A calm, soothing aura, accompanied by some warm, gentle current, slowly flowed into her body through the meridians in her palm.

However…

What did Wu Guan Wang’s earlier word “real” refer to?

Her heart inexplicably became covered with gloom. Jian Chou looked at the now empty ground and the Book of Life and Death beside that pool of dark gold radiance. She first put away this half pure child heart, then bent down to pick up that Book of Life and Death.

But unexpectedly, the moment her fingertip touched it, that unrolled bamboo scroll immediately scattered.

In a blink it transformed into smoke and clouds.

Only the three characters “Book of Life and Death” on top fell down, like those golden ancient characters previously deeply embedded in Wu Guan Wang’s body, turning into flowing water that dropped and pooled in the depression on the ground.

Jian Chou was immediately stunned, feeling caught off guard.

But just moments later, this feeling of being caught off guard slowly transformed into a kind of relief that even she couldn’t clearly explain.

Was the Book of Life and Death also fake?

Then Wu Guan Wang’s words in his dying moments were probably just because after the pure child heart left, evil thoughts arose, so he deliberately disturbed her peace of mind, wanting to use this simple sentence to make her unable to find peace, planting a heart demon for her.

As for the remaining “Imperial Purple, Yama King fate,” it was even more inexplicable—without beginning or end, incomprehensible.

Her brows slightly furrowed as Jian Chou turned her gaze to the side.

The area around the mortuary had experienced the great battle earlier and was already in complete chaos, with even the white bones that formed the mortuary scattered all over the ground.

Over a hundred elite ghost cultivators from Fengdu City didn’t dare move at all.

But the moment Jian Chou looked toward them, everyone shuddered with fear and knelt down in unison, crying out: “Yama King, spare our lives!”

“Yama King?”

Jian Chou had originally turned her head to ask them something—how could she have expected such a scene to suddenly unfold? She didn’t react immediately.

“When was I ever a Yama King? What are you all kneeling for?”

Bah!

How could that be possible?

They weren’t fools. Though they hadn’t understood most of Wu Guan Wang’s words, they had heard that phrase “Imperial Purple, Yama King fate” crystal clear. Moreover, could words like “the next Qin Guang” be spoken casually?

Dignity was a small matter, life was important.

Regardless of true or false, kneel first and talk later—it didn’t cost them any flesh!

Immediately, one with a thicker face and bigger guts spoke flatteringly: “You jest, my lord. When you broke through to Jade Nirvana during the tripod contest years ago, the entire Extreme Domain knew. Shattering Soul Bead, ascending to Jade Nirvana—its light purple. In the Extreme Domain, who wouldn’t know? Imperial Purple, that’s the fate of Yama Kings! You’re so formidable, even if not today, you’ll definitely be one in the future!”

“…”

The fate of Yama Kings.

Such an answer greatly exceeded Jian Chou’s expectations, leaving her stunned and causing her to sneer: “Are you cursing me to die?”

The ghost cultivators immediately became too frightened to make a sound, and the one who had just flattered turned pale.

But Jian Chou didn’t pursue it further.

She only glanced at them thoughtfully, then first pulled out the puppet-like Taishan Wang, conveniently using the blood coffin array originally arranged around the mortuary to trap her, slightly modifying it to lock him inside.

Though she had promised Wu Guan Wang to save Taishan Wang’s life, from the situation during the battle, those golden ancient characters were obviously not something she could resolve at the moment.

And there were more urgent matters at hand.

Qin Guang Wang had set a trap to delay them here, while Fu Chaosheng had already rushed directly to Bafang City—who knew what the situation was there.

Jian Chou’s furrowed brows didn’t relax. Just as she was about to speak with those ghost cultivators, her peripheral vision caught sight of those golden lights pooled in the ground’s depression beginning to writhe like insects, as if summoned by some primordial force, suddenly flying up from the ground!

At the same time, the golden ancient characters binding Taishan Wang also flew out after suddenly brightening!

With a “rumble,” his imposing body fell to the ground, already unconscious and senseless.

But the changes in heaven and earth had just begun.

This downstream area of the Underworld had originally been shrouded in thick, impenetrable darkness regardless of day or night. But the moment the golden light flew up, the dark firmament surged, as if torn open by some powerful force!

Blazing heavenly light shone in through the fissures.

Between heaven and earth, everything suddenly became brilliantly bright.

The crimson Underworld churned and boiled, the grimly piled white bones of the mortuary were illuminated as if glowing, the surrounding black earth spread flat toward the horizon, and all darkness seemed to be dispelled in this moment!

Everyone focused their gaze and saw that the firmament, originally always oppressed by gloom, had actually become open and expansive, with a fiery red blazing sun at its far end!

Astonishingly large!

Completely beyond their understanding of “the sun.”

It was massive, blazing, hanging at the horizon’s end, occupying a vast expanse of sky! Its surface flowed with burning, scalding magma, as if it might pour down from the sky like a waterfall at any moment!

The moment everyone saw it clearly, their scalps exploded with shock!

Who didn’t know the Extreme Domain originally had no sun or moon?

This realm lay beneath the Nineteen Continents, separated into yin and yang with the Nineteen Continents, perpetually wrapped in endless darkness, its sky’s gloom never changing, thus only marking day and night by hours!

Yet now this thing actually hung in the sky!

Even Jian Chou, upon witnessing such a phenomenon with her own eyes, couldn’t help but be extremely horrified.

But just moments later, she understood.

No, it wasn’t!

This thing wasn’t any sun of the Extreme Domain at all, but the burning core of the earth wrapped in magma!

The Nineteen Continents and the Extreme Domain’s evil soil had always been mirror images of each other!

Below the Nineteen Continents was the sunless Extreme Domain, above was the boundless universe; below the Extreme Domain was the vast and spiritually beautiful Nineteen Continents, but above was the depths of this star!

For thousands of years, who had been able to glimpse its magnificent true appearance?

It wasn’t a sudden appearance at all, but had always been here, only blocked by the Extreme Domain’s perpetual gloomy firmament, so no one had discovered it.

But now with all gloom gone, its terrifying aspect was revealed.

Humans beneath it—how like ants!

Those dark gold ancient character lights, when in darkness, had seemed like gentle rays of light; but truly within such blazing brilliance, they appeared like piercing shadows.

They rose into mid-air, heading straight toward the southwest!

There lay the center of the Extreme Domain, and also the endpoint of this Nineteen Continents war—Bafang City!