NCCnovel Chapter 167 Suicide
Chapter 167 Suicide
Xue Lan looked at her reflection in the blood-red pool of water.
The Wolf King, dressed in white, had beautiful features, but always carried a faint sadness, like an unyielding block of ice.
Looking at herself now, Xue Lan slowly raised her hand, feeling the surging spiritual power within her body, like a river overflowing its banks.
"It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of power that can overturn the world with a single move. It's a little strange," Xue Lan said.
"If you're not used to it, let me do it!" The inner demon, hiding in Xue Lan's sea of consciousness, looked at the vast pool of blood before him, its eyes burning with fierce battle intent.
Xue Lan lowered her hand, her tone laced with sarcasm: "We are now in the memories of that remnant soul of the demon god. This world cannot withstand this great battle."
The inner demons were indifferent.
"The way you're talking makes it sound like the heavens and earth in reality can withstand it. Back then, during the life-or-death battle, you and that Demon God directly tore the Nine Heavens Demon Realm apart."
Xue Lan picked out the key words from the inner demon's words. In her sea of consciousness, the seal on the wooden door was swaying, and it looked like it was about to be partially unsealed again.
The inner demon knew that keeping it from Xue Lan was not a good option, so she spoke softly: "I can't say more about the rest, but I can tell you. I didn't come into being after you died."
This sentence looks short, but it contains a lot of information. Xue Lan was stunned for a moment, and her mind raced.
Based on Jin Guang's previous reaction, Xue Lan slowly said, "I didn't die at the hands of the Demon God, but after the life-or-death battle, I'm afraid I'm not far from death!"
The inner demon remained silent.
Xue Lan recalled Jin Guang's somewhat out-of-control attitude and carefully chose her words: "I...voluntarily went to die, or perhaps..."
"Suicide!"
Xue Lan spoke these two words in a very low voice, but her inner demons could not miss them.
Her tone was sarcastic.
“I’ve said it before, you are me, and I am you. I never intended to lie to you.”
"But Xue Lan, you're in the wrong for deceiving all of us!"
Although the inner demon is one with Xue Lan, she is still a demon. A thousand years ago, she was suppressed by Xue Lan, who was then the chief of the wolf clan, and has always been a little toy in that person's hands.
Until Xue Lan started to go crazy...
"I should have foreseen this a thousand years ago: how powerful could a Wolf King who has developed inner demons be?"
Xue Lan looked at the demonic energy slowly rising around the blood pool and said with a smile, "So, you don't agree with my decision in my previous life?"
The inner demon's tone was filled with hatred: "No... I disagree with every single one of your decisions."
"Do you need me to help you sort this out?" the inner demon asked Xue Lan.
Xue Lan stared at the overwhelming demonic energy before her: "I'm not stupid..."
She dared to casually switch bodies with the inner demon before because she knew that the inner demon had no way to expel her. For a thousand years in the river of time, the inner demon had been suppressed and had no way to compete with Xue Lan's demon soul.
But things are different now. The opponent is the demonic soul of a demon god, and they are still in the peak stage of a life-or-death battle.
If Xue Lan were to allow her inner demons to devour the remnant soul of the demon god opposite her, she would no longer be Xue Lan.
She still has many things to do, and she can't let her inner demons control her.
A woman in white robes gently raised her hand: "Ember!"
As Xue Lan had expected, this was the Demon God's memory. In the Demon God's memory, Xue Lan was still with Jin Guang at that time.
The longsword in my hand was icy cold to the touch, and the hilt was decorated with two wolf fangs, wrapped with azure ice vines, shimmering with iridescent light.
Holding it in Xue Lan's hand, the Emberlight Sword emitted two soft hums, as if asking Xue Lan what was wrong.
Xue Lan's eyes stung a little. In this world, the Ember Light was still the divine weapon that Xue Lan held in her hand.
She only knew to forge ahead, unaware that Xue Lan would abandon her and resolve to die alone.
Aside from the identity of a wolf-like lord and a light ink landscape painting, he left her nothing else.
It's true that sword cultivators feel guilty towards their immortal swords.
The inner demon, seeing Xue Lan draw her sword and then remain silent, cried out anxiously, "Can't you just attack already? Don't hesitate! If you drag this out any longer, this demonic energy will engulf you!"
Xue Lan finally understood why she had been so lazy and slow all her life; it turned out that all her impatience stemmed from her inner demons.
The woman held the Emberlight Sword in her hand. She hadn't used the Emberlight Sword for over a thousand years, but the moment the cool longsword touched her, Xue Lan's physical memories instantly resurfaced.
It's like this empty, desolate thousand years, this solitary thousand years, this thousand years with no return and no origin.
I've never experienced that before.
The demonic energy in front of her roared and transformed into the head of a giant demonic beast, lunging at Xue Lan.
"Overestimating yourself..." The woman lightly swung her sword, her robes fluttering in the wind. The vast pool of blood rippled uneasily behind her, the blood splashing up and transforming into a pale red ice wall tens of meters high. Its upper part extended forward, shattering the giant beast's head formed from demonic energy. Azure ice blocks formed a huge circular pattern beneath Xue Lan's feet.
If Xue Tong were here, she would definitely recognize that the one under Xue Lan's feet was the Sun-Tracing Mirror that she had used in the Wan Gong Fang secret realm before.
The demonic energy opposite slowly receded, eventually transforming into a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe in mid-air.
"Demon God!" Xue Lan said softly.
The instant Xue Lan spoke, she heard the sound of the seal within her sea of consciousness shattering.
When the seal on her sea of consciousness shattered, the inner demon transformed into a wisp of black mist and crashed into the wooden door. However, although half of the seal on the wooden door had been broken, she still couldn't break through it.
Xue Lan's laughter rang out: "Don't waste your energy, deal with the Demon God in front of us first."
"When we have time later, let's go to Wanyu County and cause He Zhui some trouble!"
Far away in the Thousand Realms Ghost Realm, at the border between the Yuanming Realm and the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, He Zhui was reviewing documents in his mansion. The young man was dressed in a magnificent pale green robe, the fabric embroidered with dark patterns. The flickering candlelight illuminated his exceptionally handsome face, making it impossible to look away.
The courtyard of the city lord's mansion was quite large. Some bronze wind chimes hung under He Zhui's corridor, and some ghosts floated in the air above the courtyard in front of him.
These ghosts are like fish kept in a fish tank in the mortal world, never able to leave...
The Lord of the Ghost Realm turned the page of the dossier in front of him and suddenly felt the temperature around him drop. When he looked up again, all the ghosts floating in the courtyard in front of him were covered with a thin layer of frost, frozen in mid-air, and would shatter at the slightest touch.
The young man's fingers trembled as he spoke incredulously, "Xue Lan...she's already..."
"She's not dead...she's not dead!"
That night, a light snow fell in the Thousand Realms of Ghosts. At midnight, the Lord went to the Soul-Suppressing Tower located in the center of the Myriad Realms County and took something out of it.
As for what that thing is, nobody knows!