Ye Fan and Zhao Tianya were in the room for more than two hours. When Ye Fan ca out, he thought about going to see Tantai Wanrong. Tantai Wanrong didn’t say a word, and Ye Fan knew that Tantai Wanrong’s mood was very complicated at that mont. He stood up and walked out.
After Tantai Wanrong’s trip to Jingzhao City, she seed a bit dazed, and even Ye Fan couldn’t grasp her true thoughts.
Ye Fan really wanted to be with Tantai Wanrong, the two of them supporting each other, but there was always a bit of ideological conflict between them. Besides mutual respect, they also had to reconcile their incompatible personalities. At this mont, Tantai Wanrong’s character was extrely resolute, which made it difficult for Ye Fan to open her heart. They maintained a relationship that was both friendship and romance.
If in the end, Tantai Wanrong chose not to be with Ye Fan, the two of them couldn’t even remain friends, which was the saddest part for Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye, are you heading back?" At the entrance of the residential area, Sun Ning was already standing by the car door waiting. Only Sun Ning couldn’t understand that sense of loss in Ye Fan’s heart, and he asked respectfully.
"Take for a walk," Ye Fan said, "I want to clear my head!"
Sun Ning sensed a feeling of helplessness emanating from Ye Fan and drove him into the bustling city. Sun Ning’s thought was simple: if Ye Fan was feeling lost, experiencing so lively events might be good for him.
But what Ye Fan needed at that mont was peace and quiet.
However, Ye Fan didn’t ask Sun Ning to change the route. When the car reached a bustling pedestrian street, Ye Fan asked Sun Ning to stop, got out of the car, and observed the surrounding people.
For a mont, he felt he could sympathize with the creator, understanding how to shape a world.
"Hahaha!" Just as Ye Fan was seemingly imrsed in a vague illusory state, a cold laugh ca from afar. This laugh was sharp, and its soundwaves unique, only detectable by cultivators like Ye Fan.
Ye Fan opened his eyes and felt a black cloud mass approaching from the distant sky. It was nearly pitch black as if the entire world was shrouded within it.
By then, it was around nine in the evening, and with an overcast sky, a dark atmosphere pervaded the air. Ye Fan knew it was a sign of the demon’s arrival. Yet, the bustling crowd on the pedestrian street was unaware of the imminent danger descending from above.
"Young master, beware!" Sang Yuan, though hidden in the shadows, hurriedly warned Ye Fan.
Ye Fan raised his arm, and the Tongling Mirror already refracted a beam of light. This light wasn’t bright but dark like a black hole, directly hitting Ye Fan’s eyes, making him feel the nearly suffocating dark power around him.
"Interesting, I can’t kill you!" A sharp voice said, and then a dark silhouette appeared no more than three ters from Ye Fan. This dark shadow, existing in the void, was unnoticed even by the nearby passersby.
Sun Ning didn’t see anyone in front; she only knew that Ye Fan had stopped, seemingly pondering sothing.
Ye Fan could see the dark power solely because of the Tongling Mirror within him. Under its refraction, any spiritual body of nothingness was exposed.
"Boy nad Ye, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?" The demon didn’t reveal its form, continuing to lurk in the shadows. Ye Fan could only sense the presence of the demon, nothing else. He was grateful he had just left Tantai Wanrong’s presence; otherwise, the demon might pose a threat to Tantai Wanrong and Zhao Tianya’s safety.
Ye Fan said, "Even if you strike, you won’t be able to kill !"
"You’re right, you’re right. I don’t know why, but every ti I use my power against you, it cos back with the sa force. Do you have so peculiar ability that reflects my power back?" The demon asked from within the darkness.
Ye Fan knew that although the demon lacked intelligence, with people like Fa Ying advising him, even if they couldn’t deduce that Ye Fan had the Tongling Mirror, they could guess and inform the demon.
"Speculate as you wish!" Ye Fan replied.
"Hahaha, boy nad Ye, your cultivation is quite high. I like it. You even have the potential to cultivate demonic arts. Why not join ? I can make you an embodint of the universe in a short ti, and you’ll beco the ruler. You’ll thank then!" The demon continued to provoke the competitive spirit within Ye Fan.
Ye Fan laughed, "Regardless of whether I beco a ruler, I won’t cultivate Spiritual Energy using the most direct ans, nor will I use Demonic Qi to enhance my power. Evil beings like you should be eliminated by everyone!"
"Ah, you brat, your words are truly infuriating. I want to help you beco a ruler, yet you remain ungrateful? You’re making furious!" The demon, enraged by Ye Fan’s words, seed ready for an all-out confrontation.
Ye Fan steadied himself; he knew that with his current cultivation, he was no match for the demon’s power, nor could he rely on Sang Yuan’s strength.
He couldn’t even protect himself, let alone shield the ordinary people present.
The dark force surrounding the demon grew stronger. Even ordinary people could feel the sinister aura in the air, mistaking it for a gust of wind and looking for shelter without realizing the danger lurking behind.
This dark force was only at the accumulation stage. Ye Fan feared the final outco would be an explosion centered around the demon, potentially affecting all of Hua Hai City, even Earth.
"Let’s take this elsewhere!" Ye Fan said.
"Boy, what are you saying? I want to kill you, and you want to change locations?" The old demon exclaid, extrely vexed.
Ye Fan said, "Don’t you think fighting here feels a bit cramped? We should find an open, wild spot, like the Mystic Realm’s Dead Sea. It might make the duel more exciting!"
"Oh, really?" The old demon paused, pondering sothing, "You’re right, going to a Mystical Realm will surely be more fun. Let’s go then! Don’t think you can escape; I can track you down!"
"Be my guest!" Ye Fan finished and had Sang Yuan open the passage to the Mystical Realm.
Ye Fan and Sang Yuan disappeared in an instant, both entering the Mystical Realm, arriving near the Dead Sea.
Within the Mystical Realm, it was sunset, and the area around the Dead Sea was utterly desolate. After Ye Fan had brought people there once, death’s aura still lingered.
"Boy, you’ll die here. I will refine your soul into my most powerful weapon!" The demon, pursuing, declared.
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