A day later, Saint Lord Ziji returned covered in wounds, carrying the severed head of the Yaksha Heavenly Lord. He tossed it casually to Yan Zhen before retreating to his own cave heaven.
Even with only his head left, the Yaksha Heavenly Lord was still alive. Yan Zhen promptly incinerated it with Pseudo-God Tribulation Fire, ensuring no chance of a comeback.
As for the Divine Ox Heavenly Lord, Yan Zhen had turned him into a roast whole ox. He was deader than dead.
In his previous life, Yan Zhen might have chosen to capture them alive and extract intelligence from their seas of consciousness. But as a reincarnator, he already knew the script—he had all the information he needed. These demon heads held no further value.
…
After the great battle, the expeditionary force returned to help clean up the aftermath.
Yan Zhen accompanied the three beautiful masters to Dead City to recuperate.
Dead City, in the side hall bathhouse of the Consort God Palace—this was the Evil Consort’s private bathing and recovery area.
There were four pools in total: a main pool surrounded by three auxiliary ones. Normally, only the main pool was used for soaking, but when recovery was needed, water from the auxiliary pools would be channeled into it.
At this moment, Yan Zhen and the three beautiful masters were all soaking in the main pool, slowly absorbing the medicinal power within to heal their bodies.
However, with the original dose for one person now divided among four, the effects were greatly diminished. To compensate, they resorted to another method—dual cultivation.
Yan Zhen was thrilled, his earlier fatigue forgotten. He gazed eagerly at the stunning figures of the three beautiful masters, practically drooling.
The Evil Consort Master kept a cold expression on her face. In truth, she had wanted to bathe and heal with Yan Zhen alone, but Chen Xi and Jialan Fairy—these shameless women—had tagged along. It was infuriating!
Jialan Fairy, on the other hand, lounged with a look of utter contentment. She thought to herself that she should build a similar bathhouse someday, so she could wash Yan’er clean whenever she had the time.
Seeing the eager anticipation in her precious disciple’s eyes, Chen Xi gently stroked his hair with her slender hand. Then she leaned in close, cupped his face—which had evolved from handsome to strikingly so—and planted a deep, affectionate kiss on his lips.
Yan Zhen was left dazed by the kiss, collapsing blissfully into the magnificent embrace of his beautiful master, savoring the quiet intimacy.
Seeing this, the Evil Consort Master grew even more displeased and let out a deliberate cold snort.
Snapping back to reality, Yan Zhen swam over to her, wrapped his arms around the Evil Consort Master, and planted an appeasing kiss on her dark red lips.
Her irritation melted away at his obedient charm. Her black eyes reflected his handsome features, gradually filling with adoration as she returned a light kiss.
Jialan Fairy cleared her throat twice from the side.
Yan Zhen released the Evil Consort Master and swam to his Saint Lord Master. He pulled her into an embrace and nuzzled her cheek.
Jialan Fairy’s heart bloomed with joy, but she spoke with pointed intent:
“Yan’er, who do you want to heal with first?”
The question hit Yan Zhen like a weight. All three beautiful masters gazed at him with gentle, expectant eyes—each one utterly captivating. He wanted them all.
“Whether it’s Master, Evil Consort Master, or Saint Lord Master, I love you all the most~ So, let’s heal together?”
His eyes shone with pure innocence.
The three beautiful masters exchanged helpless glances.
“You naughty child.”
“Zhen’er~”
“Greedy Ghost!”
Despite their words, the three beautiful masters surrounded him. One offered her breast to feed his heart; another bestowed tender kisses; the third enveloped him in loving arms. Yan Zhen felt as if he had ascended to a paradise of bliss, his soul nearly floating away.
In this moment, he was the happiest man in the world—bar none!
…
Three days later, Yan Zhen and the three beautiful masters emerged from Dead City and returned to Jialan Holy Land. There, they met with Saint Lord Ziji, Jade Dragon Consort, and other God Race powerhouses to discuss their next moves.
According to their plan, while dealing with the Great Brahma Heavenly Monarch, Zi Tianjun, the Myriad Dragon King, Demon Phoenix King, and Scarlet Python King had led experts from their clans to surround the Sea God Clan. They successfully flushed out the lurking Demon Domain Lord, but even with two Nine Star Great Saints joining forces, they couldn’t pin him down.
Now, the Demon Domain Lord seemed to have fled the Eighth Continent, his whereabouts unknown.
Yan Zhen pondered for a moment before saying, “The Demon Domain Lord must have obtained the Sea God Divine Spark. He’s probably escaped from the Sea God Clan to the Emerald Continent, hiding at the bottom of the Ring Sea.”
“How do we deal with him then?” Jade Dragon Consort frowned deeply. “Leaving this demon alive spells endless trouble.”
Yan Zhen replied calmly, “The Demon Domain Lord’s original cultivation was at the Divine Spirit Realm, but to descend to the Mystic Heaven Continent, he severed part of his power. With a divine spark in hand, he could restore his full strength at any time. Yet he hasn’t absorbed the Sea God Divine Spark. I suspect he’s still eyeing the Evil God Divine Spark.”
The Evil God Divine Spark was the strongest divine spark—at least in raw power—equivalent to the combined might of the other nine major sparks. But prolonged contact drove one mad, leading to self-destruction.
In his previous life, the Demon Domain Lord had fused with the Evil God Divine Spark, overpowering even the major God Clans wielding their own clan sparks.
Now, the Evil God Divine Spark remained in the Evil Consort Master’s possession. The Demon Domain Lord might make a move on her in secret.
The Evil Consort Master said coldly, “Since that bastard still covets the Evil God Divine Spark, we’ll use it as bait to lure him out… The Evil God’s sudden madness a thousand years ago was likely tied to Mo Tianjue. This Palace will never let him go!”
“This Lord believes we should hold off for now,” Saint Lord Ziji said expressionlessly. “Even the clan leader and Myriad Dragon King together couldn’t contain the Demon Domain Lord. Luring him out might be pointless, and he’ll only grow more cautious afterward.”
Jade Dragon Consort and Flower Snake Saint Lord nodded in agreement.
Huang Feng added coldly, “If you want to die, don’t drag us down with you!”
The Evil Consort Master shot her a glare, sending cold sweat dripping down Huang Feng’s back.
Yan Zhen chuckled and said, “That remains to be seen.”
The Mystic Saints present were all taken aback.
Jialan Fairy asked warmly, “Yan’er, do you have confidence in slaying the Demon Domain Lord?”
“At the very least, we can force him to fuse with the Sea God Divine Spark and become the Sea God,” Yan Zhen said confidently. “Once he’s the Sea God, we’ll have a shot at killing him.”
—This kid was talking about slaying a god as if it were nothing!
Though they grumbled inwardly, the elders didn’t hide their admiration. Even the proud phoenix Huang Feng had to admit that Chen Xi’s disciple was a freakish prodigy—enough to inspire envy, jealousy, and hate!
…
As planned, the Evil Consort Master relocated Dead City to the Emerald Continent and seized the Emerald Holy Land as the new home for the Evil God Clan.
A full year passed. Sure enough, the Demon Domain Lord, hiding deep in the Ring Sea, couldn’t hold back any longer. He surfaced to seize the Evil God Divine Spark.
But the Evil Consort Master had been waiting for this exact moment. She activated the Dragon Vein Grand Array of the Emerald Holy Land, trapping the Demon Domain Lord.
Over that year, they had already used Dead City to construct teleportation arrays everywhere, allowing instant reinforcements to the Evil God Clan from anywhere.
Waves of spatial fluctuations rippled through the air as the Heavenly God Clan, Dragon God Clan, Phoenix God Clan, Snake God Clan, Star God Clan, Evergreen Holy Land, Jialan Holy Land, and the remnants of Violet Forge Holy Land all arrived, encircling the Demon Domain Lord!
In his previous life, the demons lurked in the shadows while they were out in the open—constantly schemed against, assassinated, and led around by the nose. Now, the tables had turned. Armed with memories of the past, they stayed one step ahead at every turn, forcing the Demon Domain and its lord into a corner!
This was the Flame Emperor’s layout!
