Chapter 3: The Demon’s Chamber and the Ancient Realm Unsealed
The inside of the crimson carriage was surprisingly spacious, lined with plush purple velvet and scented with a heavy, intoxicating aroma of rare night-blooming orchids. Small silver braziers hung in the corners, emitting thin wisps of purplish smoke that curled through the dim air.
Huang Yanyan sat back against a mountain of silk pillows, her long red silk dress naturally parting to reveal her fair, smooth leg all the way up to her thigh. She held a crystal glass of crimson wine between her slender, red-nailed fingers, watching Lin Chen enter with a cat-like smirk.
Lin Chen sat down opposite her, completely relaxed. He adjusted his dark green silk sleeves and looked around the luxurious carriage as if he were merely visiting a friend’s tea house.
“Miss Huang’s carriage is quite comfortable,” Lin Chen remarked smoothly, his voice devoid of any tension or nervousness. “Though this orchid scent is a bit heavy. Is it meant to hide something… or simply to dull the senses of unsuspecting guests?”
Huang Yanyan’s crimson eyes flashed with a flicker of genuine surprise, but her seductive smile remained unshakeable. She leaned forward, her deep cleavage pressing tantalizingly close, bringing a fresh wave of perfumed warmth into the air between them.
“Young Master Lin is so sharp,” Huang Yanyan purred, her voice carrying a subtle, rhythmic vibration—the passive activation of her Heavenly Seduction Demon Body. “Most men who enter my carriage forget their own names within three breaths. Yet you sit there, looking at me as if I were just an ordinary tea vendor.”
Floating invisibly beside her shoulder, the purple ghostly flame of the Blood Demon Empress whispered frantically in her mind: ‘Yanyan! Be careful! The golden origin aura inside his chest is actively repelling your charm technique! His spiritual sea is like an iron fortress!’
Huang Yanyan’s smile tightened fractionally, but her predatory interest only burned hotter.
She raised her crystal glass, offering it toward Lin Chen’s lips. “Will Young Master Lin taste my personal vintage? It is made from hundred-year Crimson Flame Berries. Very warm… very intoxicating.”
Lin Chen reached out and took the crystal glass from her hand. His fingers deliberately brushed against her soft, pale skin.
Bzzt!
The moment their skin made contact, a hidden thread of dark, demonic charm energy tried to bore through Lin Chen’s fingertips straight into his heart meridians!
[Demonic Charm Energy Attack Detected!]
[Innate Heavenly Furnace Activated: Stage Two Purification!]
[Converting Demonic Energy into Pure Origin Dew…]
Lin Chen felt a light, refreshing sensation in his palm, as if a cool spring breeze had swept through his hand. The black charm thread was instantly vaporized by his internal golden flames, turned into pure energy, and absorbed directly into his origin sea!
Lin Chen swallowed the crimson wine in a single smooth gulp, setting the empty glass down on the small sandalwood table between them with a light clack.
“Excellent wine,” Lin Chen said, his eyes perfectly clear, smiling warmly into her shocked red eyes. “A bit spicy at first, but the aftertaste is surprisingly pure. Do you have another glass, Miss Huang?”
Huang Yanyan froze.
Her crimson eyes widened in sheer disbelief. She stared at Lin Chen, her heart beating fast.
She had used thirty percent of her demonic charm art through that touch! An ordinary Ninth Level Qi Refining cultivator would have fallen onto his knees, drooling and begging to become her slave! Even a First Level Foundation Establishment expert would have suffered severe mental confusion!
Yet Lin Chen had not only absorbed her charm without a scratch, but he had also swallowed the spirit wine—which contained a trace of her personal demon blood—and asked for a second glass!
‘Monster!’ the Blood Demon Empress rasped in her head. ‘He didn’t just resist it! He purified my demon blood in his stomach! His body… his body is an absolute nemesis to all demonic arts!’
Huang Yanyan let out a light, breathless laugh, her black lace fan covering her lower face, though her eyes were shining with an uncontrollable, dangerous excitement.
“Young Master Lin,” Huang Yanyan whispered, her voice dropping into an intimate, breathless register. “You truly are full of surprises. I thought I was inviting a helpless sheep into my carriage… but it seems I’ve welcomed a dragon.”
“I am no dragon, Miss Huang,” Lin Chen replied, leaning back against the velvet cushions, looking down at her long, exposed leg with an appreciative yet totally calm gaze. “I am just an honest merchant who values good deals. You said you had an ancient copper artifact you wanted me to examine. Where is it?”
Huang Yanyan’s eyes narrowed into sharp, feline slits.
She tapped her red-nailed finger against her spatial ring.
Swish!
A square, black iron box appeared on the small table between them. The surface of the box was carved with intricate, writhing serpent runes that glowed with faint, dark purple light.
“Inside this box,” Huang Yanyan said softly, her red lips curving into a wicked smile, “is a piece of ancient black jade found in the depths of the Endless World Sea. It contains a map to a hidden chamber within the Dragon-Tiger Secret Realm. But to open the box, one needs a specific key… an ancient copper key shaped like a sleeping dragon.”
She leaned in close, her warm, perfumed breath brushing against Lin Chen’s earlobe.
“I know you took that key from Iron Wolf’s vault two nights ago, Lin Chen,” she purred, her tone dropping into a dangerous, playful threat. “Give me the key… and I will grant you any wish your heart desires. Wealth, power… or even my own body.”
Lin Chen didn’t flinch. He slowly turned his head, his face stopping a mere inch from hers. He could see every delicate detail of her stunning, wicked face, smell her intoxicating scent, and feel the terrifying, hidden demonic power resting beneath her soft skin.
“Miss Huang,” Lin Chen said softly, a gentle, amused smile on his lips. “You are very beautiful. But offering your body as a bargaining chip to a man who can see right through your demon art is a bit lazy, don’t you think?”
Huang Yanyan’s body stiffened completely!
Demon art?!
She stared at him in utter horror! Her absolute deepest secret—that she practiced demonic arts and was possessed by a demon soul—had been laid bare in a single, casual sentence!
Before she could react, Lin Chen tapped his own spatial ring.
Clatter!
The rusty copper dragon key he had stolen from Iron Wolf’s vault appeared directly in his right hand!
“You want the key?” Lin Chen held the key between two fingers, letting it glint under the dim silver light of the carriage braziers. “And you have the black jade map. It seems Heaven meant for us to cooperate.”
Huang Yanyan swallowed hard, forcing her wildly beating heart to calm down. She looked at the copper key, then looked at Lin Chen’s deadpan, confident eyes.
For four years, ever since she was possessed by the Blood Demon Empress, she had controlled everyone around her like puppets. High-level cultivators, wealthy clan elders, young geniuses—they all danced in the palm of her hand, mesmerized by her beauty and charm.
For the first time in four years, she felt completely outmatched, stripped naked, and exposed before a man who was supposed to be a “worthless playboy.”
“What… what do you want, Lin Chen?” Huang Yanyan asked, her seductive persona dropping completely, her voice turning sharp, serious, and icy.
“Fifty-fifty,” Lin Chen said smoothly. “We enter the Dragon-Tiger Secret Realm together in two weeks. Whatever treasures we find inside the secret chamber, we split equally. You take your demon core, I take the ancient spirit herbs and cultivation manuals.”
Huang Yanyan stared at him for five long seconds. Then, a loud, genuine laugh burst from her throat!
“Hahaha! Splitting with a demon?” Huang Yanyan laughed, her chest heaving heavily, her crimson eyes glowing with wild, dark brilliance. “Lin Chen, you are either the biggest lunatic in the Nine Provinces… or the most fascinating man I have ever met!”
She extended her slender, pale hand, her red nails glistening.
“Deal! Fifty-fifty!”
Lin Chen reached out and took her hand in a firm, steady grip.
Ding!
[Target Identification: Huang Yanyan]
[Affection of Huang Yanyan toward Lin Chen increased from 0 to +30!]
[Relationship Level Up: From ‘Predatory Interest’ to ‘Dangerous Partner’!]
[Destiny Thread Altered! The Demon Empress’s Plan to Drain the Host Has Been Neutralized!]
[Reward: 1,500 Fate Value Points acquired!]
Lin Chen smiled warmly, withdrawing his hand smoothly. “A pleasure doing business with you, Miss Huang. You can drop me off at the front gate of the Lin Clan manor.”
Ten minutes later, the crimson carriage pulled up in front of the massive wooden gates of the Lin Clan manor.
Lin Chen stepped out of the carriage, his posture relaxed and composed. Zhao Ling immediately dropped down from the roof of a nearby building, landing silently beside him, her hand gripping her sword, her eyes scanning him for any injuries or mental control.
“Young Master,” Zhao Ling whispered anxiously. “Are you unharmed?”
“I am perfectly fine, Zhao Ling,” Lin Chen smiled, patting her shoulder gently. “In fact, we just secured a very lucrative partnership for our upcoming secret realm expedition.”
The window curtain of the carriage pulled back, revealing Huang Yanyan’s stunning, wicked face once more. She blew a delicate kiss toward Lin Chen, her red lips curving into a dangerous, intoxicating smile.
“Until two weeks from now, my handsome partner~” she purred softly before the carriage turned around and drove away into the twilight.
Zhao Ling watched the carriage leave, her brow furrowing into a tight frown. “Young Master, that woman from the Treasure Moon Pavilion… her aura was terrifying. Why mix with someone so dangerous?”
“Because dangerous people carry the best loot, Zhao Ling,” Lin Chen chuckled, walking through the main gates of his estate. “Come, we have two weeks to prepare. I need to reach the Ninth Level of Qi Refining before the canyon opens.”
Over the next twelve days, the Lin Clan manor remained unusually quiet, but deep within the underground training ground, terrifying changes were taking place.
Using the 5,200 Fate Value points he had accumulated, along with the steady stream of high-grade spirit stones and spirit ice ore delivered daily by the Su Clan, Lin Chen entered a state of frantic, uninterrupted cultivation.
Every day, Lin Chen sat cross-legged in the underground array, absorbing vast quantities of spiritual energy through his Stage Two Innate Heavenly Furnace.
His body acted like a giant black hole, drawing in energy from three miles around Qingyun City! The pure golden origin dew inside his dantian expanded from a small puddle into a roaring golden lake!
Beside him, Zhao Ling cultivated continuously in his golden origin light.
With eighty percent of her golden core now fully repaired, her suppressed strength exploded upward! She successfully broke through from the middle Foundation Establishment realm directly into the Peak Foundation Establishment Realm, her cold, white sword-qi becoming so sharp that it could slice through reinforced iron steel without touching it!
Meanwhile, Su Qingyao visited the Lin Clan manor every three days under the guise of delivering trade reports.
In reality, she spent hours meditating alongside Lin Chen in the quiet room, learning the ancient Nine-Ice Divine Art that Lin Chen had purchased for her from the system store using 1,000 Fate Points. With her Heavenly Nine-Ice Divine Body fully awakened, her cultivation speed was mind-boggling—reaching the First Level of Foundation Establishment in less than ten days!
She had officially become the youngest Foundation Establishment expert in the history of Qingyun City!
On the thirteenth day, news echoed across the region like thunder!
In the deep misty canyon twenty miles west of Azure Cloud City, a towering pillar of red and golden light erupted into the sky, tearing through the clouds! The ancient defensive array surrounding the Dragon-Tiger Secret Realm—a pocket world left behind by an ancient Dao Integration Sect three thousand years ago—had finally weakened!
Cultivators from every major faction, local clan, and wandering rogue sect flooded toward the canyon like swarms of locusts!
At the edge of the misty canyon:
Dense white fog rolled through the jagged stone cliffs. Hundreds of cultivators dressed in various colored robes gathered on the rocky plateaus, their eyes fixed on a massive, glowing stone portal hovering in mid-air over the abyss.
In the crowd stood Ye Tian!
He was wearing a brand-new black martial robe, a sleek iron sword strapped to his waist. His posture was arrogant, his eyes burning with intense, vengeful confidence!
Over the past two weeks, under the guidance of the ancient soul inside his dark jade ring, Ye Tian had swallowed a rare Dantian Rebirth Pill salvaged from a hidden cave, forcefully repairing his meridians and pushing his cultivation straight back to the Eighth Level of Qi Refining!
“Hahaha!” Ye Tian laughed inwardly, his fist clenched tightly. “Lin Chen! Su Qingyao! You thought I was done?! Today, inside the secret realm, I will find the supreme legacy of the Dragon-Tiger Ancestor! When I emerge as a Foundation Establishment genius, I will crush the Lin Clan and force Su Qingyao to beg for my forgiveness on her knees!”
‘Careful, brat!’ the old soul inside his ring warned in his mind. ‘The spatial entrance is unstable. Many Foundation Establishment experts from outer cities have arrived. Do not make trouble until we find the hidden central temple!’
“Don’t worry, Elder!” Ye Tian sneered. “With your spiritual sense guiding me, all the secret treasures in this realm belong to me!”
Just as Ye Tian was gloating, a loud commotion erupted at the rear of the crowd!
“Look! It’s the Lin Clan carriage!”
“Is that Young Master Lin Chen?!”
“My God… look who is beside him!”
The crowd parted automatically as a grand black-and-gold carriage arrived at the edge of the cliff.
Lin Chen stepped down smoothly. He was wearing an elegant, dark green robe embroidered with silver dragon scales, his long hair tied back with a jade crown. His posture was calm, noble, and magnetic, carrying an invisible, suffocating pressure that made nearby Qi Refining cultivators subconsciously take three steps back!
[Cultivation: Ninth Level Qi Refining (Peak)]
To his left stood Zhao Ling, dressed in sleek black sword armor, her cold, breathtaking face devoid of emotion, emitting the terrifying aura of a Peak Foundation Establishment Master!
To his right walked Su Qingyao, wearing a stunning snow-white dress, her glowing blue snowflake mark faintly shimmering between her eyebrows, radiating the pristine, chilling aura of a Foundation Establishment Expert!
And right behind them, stepping out of a separate crimson carriage, was Huang Yanyan, wearing her dangerously seductive red silk dress, giggling playfully as she naturally linked her arm around Lin Chen’s left elbow!
The entire cliff went dead silent!
Every single cultivator gasped in absolute, unfiltered shock!
“What… what kind of lineup is that?!”
“The proud ice beauty of the Su Clan… and the enchantress of the Treasure Moon Pavilion… are both clinging to Lin Chen?!”
“And that black-robed female maid… heavens! Is she at the Peak Foundation Establishment realm?!”
Ye Tian’s eyes almost burst out of his sockets!
He stared at Su Qingyao—the girl who had refused to speak to him two weeks ago—now standing gracefully by Lin Chen’s side, looking at Lin Chen with eyes full of deep, unmistakable affection and trust!
And beside Lin Chen’s other arm was Huang Yanyan, the most famous, unreachable beauty in the eastern market, leaning her voluptuous body against Lin Chen’s shoulder like a playful concubine!
“Lin… Chen!” Ye Tian’s teeth shattered from grinding them so hard! Blood oozed from his gums, his face twisting into a demonic mask of pure, unadulterated hatred! “You bastard! You stolen everything from me!”
Lin Chen turned his head slightly, his calm, indifferent eyes sweeping over the crowd until they landed on Ye Tian.
A light blue system window hovered over Ye Tian’s head:
[Target Identification: Ye Tian]
[Role: ‘Son of Heaven’ (Weakened)]
[Current Cultivation: Eighth Level Qi Refining]
[Current Mindset: Extreme Rage / Mental Instability]
Lin Chen smiled mildly, giving Ye Tian a soft, pitying nod—the exact look a wealthy noble gives to a dirty beggar standing on the roadside.
That single nod pushed Ye Tian’s rage over the absolute edge!
“Die!” Ye Tian roared in his mind, his hand gripping his sword hilt, but before he could move, the spatial portal above the canyon exploded with blinding, rainbow-colored light!
BOOM!
“The Dragon-Tiger Secret Realm is OPEN!” someone screamed in the crowd!
Hundreds of cultivators instantly transformed into streaks of light, rushing frantically into the giant glowing portal!
Lin Chen looked at Zhao Ling, Su Qingyao, and Huang Yanyan.
“Let’s go,” Lin Chen said calmly. “Our treasures are waiting for us inside.”
Together, the four of them stepped into the rainbow portal, disappearing into the ancient, unknown realm!
Buzz!
A feeling of weightlessness passed through Lin Chen’s body.
When his vision cleared, he found himself standing on a vast, ancient stone plaza surrounded by towering, red mountain peaks. Sky-high ancient trees covered the landscape, and the density of spiritual energy in the air was three times higher than in Qingyun City!
Beside him, Zhao Ling, Su Qingyao, and Huang Yanyan landed smoothly. Due to Lin Chen holding their hands during the spatial transit, they had not been separated by the random portal teleportation.
“We are in the outer zone of the secret realm,” Su Qingyao said, her cold blue eyes scanning the surroundings alertly.
Huang Yanyan pulled out the square black iron box from her spatial ring, tapping the rusty copper key onto the lock.
Click!
The iron box snapped open! Inside lay a shining piece of dark purple dragon jade, projecting a three-dimensional map of the secret realm into the air!
The map clearly showed three glowing red dots:
- The Blood-Dragon Pool (Contains ancient dragon blood refining spirit fluid).
- The Heavenly Sword Pavilion (Contains Earth-Rank supreme weapons).
- The Central Dragon-Tiger Shrine (Contains the core Dao Integration legacy and the ancient Demon Empress seal!).
Huang Yanyan’s eyes burned with dark excitement as she pointed at the Central Shrine. “That’s it! The core seal is inside the Central Shrine!”
Lin Chen looked at the map, his mind calculating rapidly.
According to the original web novel plot, Ye Tian was supposed to enter the realm alone, stumble into the Blood-Dragon Pool first to rebuild his body, then go to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to get a high-grade sword, and finally reach the Central Shrine to beat the boss and take all the rewards.
“We split our objectives,” Lin Chen decided firmly. “Qingyao, you and Zhao Ling go to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion first. With your Nine-Ice physique and Zhao Ling’s peak Foundation strength, no one in this realm can stop you from taking the top sword.”
Su Qingyao looked at him with worry. “What about you, Lin Chen?”
“Yanyan and I will head straight to the Central Shrine,” Lin Chen smiled, looking at the seductive demon beauty beside him. “We need to clear the main trap before anyone else gets close.”
Huang Yanyan giggled softly, her voluptuous body leaning close to him. “Ah, Young Master Lin wants to be alone with me in the dark shrine? How romantic~”
Zhao Ling frowned, her cold voice warning: “Young Master, stay alert. If she tries anything, smash this messaging talisman. I will arrive within ten breaths.”
“Don’t worry,” Lin Chen nodded.
The team split into two. Su Qingyao and Zhao Ling turned into white and black streaks of light, shooting toward the eastern mountains where the Heavenly Sword Pavilion lay.
Lin Chen and Huang Yanyan moved like ghosts, using Void Phantom Steps, rushing directly toward the grand, ancient temple towering atop the central mountain peak!
One hour later.
Deep inside the dark, cavernous underground hall beneath the Central Dragon-Tiger Shrine:
Massive stone pillars carved with ancient dragon and tiger motifs supported the high ceiling. In the center of the hall hovered a giant, floating red altar surrounded by nine thick, black iron chains engraved with glowing golden anti-demon runes!
Locked at the center of the altar was a sphere of pure, terrifying crimson light—the dormant Origin Demon Core of the Blood Demon Empress!
“My core!” Huang Yanyan gasped, her crimson eyes filled with overwhelming hunger and tears of joy!
The purple ghostly flame floating on her shoulder flew out, hovering over the altar!
‘At last!’ the old demon soul shrieked with wild laughter! ‘Four thousand years! My core is finally within reach! Yanyan, break the nine golden chains with your blood!’
Huang Yanyan raised her hand, ready to slice her palm to spill her blood over the altar!
“Wait,” Lin Chen’s calm, firm voice sounded from behind her.
Huang Yanyan paused, turning her head back. “What’s wrong, Lin Chen? The seal is right in front of us!”
Lin Chen walked slowly toward the altar, his eyes fixed on the nine black iron chains.
His system interface was flashing bright red warnings in his vision:
[CRITICAL TRAP DETECTED!]
[The Nine-Demon Chain Seal is connected to an ancient Heavenly Lightning Array!]
[If broken with ordinary demon blood, the array will trigger a Ninth-Order Lightning Strike, wiping out everything within ten miles!]
[Original Plot: Ye Tian was supposed to use his ‘Son of Heaven’ luck to trigger a secret bypass switch!]
“If you spill your blood on those chains right now,” Lin Chen said quietly, pointing at the golden runes, “the Heavenly Lightning Array above our heads will vaporize both of us into ash before your demon core even wakes up.”
Huang Yanyan’s face turned deathly pale!
The ghostly flame of the Blood Demon Empress recoiled in terror, scanning the surrounding stone pillars frantically! ‘He… he is right! It’s a Blood-Lock Lightning Trap! How did I not see it?!’
Huang Yanyan looked at Lin Chen, her body shivering slightly with a sudden, deep dread. If Lin Chen hadn’t been here, she would have killed herself in her own blindness!
“How… how do we break it then?” Huang Yanyan asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Lin Chen walked right up to the central stone pillar. He reached out his right hand, placing his palm directly onto the glowing dragon carving at the base.
“My body is the Innate Heavenly Furnace,” Lin Chen said calmly. “It can absorb and refine any form of array energy. I will absorb the lightning energy from the chains directly into my body, neutralizing the trap from the inside.”
“Absorb heavenly lightning array energy barehanded?!” Huang Yanyan cried out, her eyes wide with terror! “Lin Chen, are you insane?! That energy will shatter your meridians!”
“Trust me,” Lin Chen turned his head, giving her a confident, radiant smile that completely stole her breath away. “And when the chains break… be ready to take your core.”
BOOM!
Lin Chen closed his fingers around the dragon carving!
[Innate Heavenly Furnace: STAGE TWO FULL POWER!]
[Absorbing Ancient Heavenly Lightning Array Energy!]
BZZZZZZZT!
Blinding, golden lightning erupted from all nine iron chains, rushing into Lin Chen’s arm like furious thunder dragons! The subterranean cavern lit up as bright as noon!
Lin Chen’s entire body was enveloped in violent, crackling golden electricity! His hair flew wildly, his dark green robes billowing! Pain beyond description tore through his meridians, but his expression remained cold, unyielding, and fierce!
Inside his dantian, the lake of golden origin dew boiled violently, absorbing the raw, ancient lightning energy, compressing it, purifying it, and converting it into divine Lightning Origin Dew!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
One by one, the nine massive iron chains shattered into dust! The glowing golden runes collapsed into harmless light particles!
[Cultivation Breakthrough: Half-Step Foundation Establishment!]
[Physical Body Upgraded: Celestial Lightning-Furnace Body!]
BANG!
The crimson sphere of light on the altar lost its constraints, bursting into a dazzling pillar of dark purple demon radiance!
The dormant Origin Demon Core floated down, merging directly into Huang Yanyan’s chest!
Swish!
A wave of majestic, terrifying Demon Empress aura erupted from Huang Yanyan’s body! Her crimson dress fluttered violently, her hair turning into a long, fiery crimson waterfall, her eyes glowing like two terrifying red stars!
[Target Huang Yanyan: Origin Demon Core Rejoined!]
[Cultivation Breakthrough: Peak Foundation Establishment -> Middle-Stage Golden Core Realm!]
Huang Yanyan stood in the center of the dark hall, bathed in divine purple demon light. She felt her long-lost, supreme power rushing back into her veins, her soul becoming whole once more!
She looked down at her hands, then looked at Lin Chen, who was kneeling on one knee on the stone floor, breathing heavily, steam and golden lightning sparks rising from his body.
He had risked his life, endured ancient heavenly lightning, and broken the trap just to fulfill his promise to her!
Huang Yanyan’s eyes filled with hot, sudden tears.
For four thousand years, as a demon Empress, she had known only betrayal, bloodshed, schemers, and enemies. No one had ever stood in front of her, taking thunder strikes on his own body, just to give her what she needed!
She rushed forward, dropping to her knees beside Lin Chen, pulling his head against her chest, wrapping her arms tightly around him!
“Lin Chen! You lunatic! You complete idiot!” Huang Yanyan cried, tears streaming down her pale, beautiful cheeks, kissing his forehead, his cheeks, and his lips repeatedly with frantic, unbridled passion! “Why are you so good to me?! Why?!”
Lin Chen slowly raised his face from her soft, fragrant chest, wiping a trace of blood from his lip, smiling weakly yet triumphantly up at her.
“Because…” Lin Chen whispered, his voice warm and steady, “…a deal is a deal, Yanyan.”
Ding!
[Affection of Huang Yanyan toward Lin Chen increased from +30 to +90!]
[Relationship Level Up: From ‘Dangerous Partner’ to ‘Unshakeable Devotion / Soul Bound’!]
[Massive Destiny Thread Rewritten! The Demon Empress Has Surrendered Her Heart Entirely to the Host!]
[Reward: 5,000 Fate Value Points acquired!]
[Host’s Role Progress: ‘Stepping Stone’ status reduced to 10%!]
Huang Yanyan looked down at the smiling young man in her arms, her heart completely surrendered, her wicked, predatory soul now completely bound to him forever.
Just as she was about to kiss his lips again, a loud, furious explosion shattered the heavy stone doors of the subterranean hall!
BOOM!
“Lin Chen! I know you are in here!”
Ye Tian rushed into the hall, holding a glowing red dragon sword he had found in the outer ruins, his face covered in blood and grime, his eyes burning with insane, murderous madness!
“I have obtained the Blood-Dragon Sword! I am the true hero of this realm!” Ye Tian screamed, pointing his sword at Lin Chen. “Today, you die—”
Ye Tian’s words caught in his throat.
He looked up and saw Huang Yanyan—radiating the terrifying, suffocating aura of a Golden Core Demon Empress—sitting on the floor, holding Lin Chen gently in her arms, glaring at him with eyes full of cold, absolute, murderous disgust!
And behind Ye Tian, two white and black streaks of light landed silently.
Su Qingyao, holding a glowing Earth-Rank Frost Sword, and Zhao Ling, holding her silver blade, stepped into the hall, their combined Foundation Establishment pressure locking onto Ye Tian’s back like two towering mountains!
Lin Chen slowly stood up from Huang Yanyan’s arms, dusting off his charred green robes, looking at the solitary, surrounded “Son of Heaven” with a calm, pitying smile.
“Ye Tian,” Lin Chen said softly, his voice echoing through the dark ancient hall. “You are late.”
