Born to Disappear

Chapter 45

Meanwhile on the Southern mainland, a man was standing on the edge of a hole ten meters in diameter. His figure is tall with sturdy shoulders and a firm jaw. The black-coloured clothes tightly wrapped his extraordinary figure.

A pair of red eyes looked at the dark bottom of the hole with a glaring look. His lips were tightly clenched with a straight line, making that beautiful face seem coldly unfriendly.

As in his past life, five years ago he arrived at this place. Jumping into the demon well that was the dumping ground of corpses, devouring every drop of dark energy. In just five years, he had managed to reach the Nascent Soul stage. One large stage is lower than the past life.

"Your Majesty! The coronation ceremony will be held soon." A young man with one horn on his forehead reported with one knee resting on the ground and his head bowed low.

"Is there any news from the cultivators?" that distant cold voice echoed in the silent valley.

"In reply to Your Majesty, the surveillance of the Soaring Cloud sect has been revoked since today. The true cultivators had noticed the movements of the demon valley." Hearing the master's question, the young demon couldn't help but think if the news he heard was true. While in the true sect, his master had given up his affection for a human. It doesn't make any sense!

"I understand." he said, then walked past the demon youth and disappeared into the black fog

Black clothes passed by him, the aura in the cold pressed him into submission. Only after the figure disappeared could the young demon straighten its back.

He raised a face that looked only seventeen years old. Full of sweat with a pale look. His back felt cold as the wind stroked.

His master had just warned not to have reckless thoughts.

Climbing up one step after another, Yuan Qing could not help but recall the look of Hualing who looked at him disappointedly. Although his heart felt guilty, but he tried to suppress it.

Passing through the large doorway was a magnificent hall that was dominated by black. Inside were not only demon cultivators, but also the demon race.

Some rumors circulated on the southern mainland if the demon valley was the door to the Devil world, but no one believed it. It was said that in the depths of the demon valley there was a magnificent palace that had existed for thousands of years, but no one believed it considering that no one had ever seen it.

Even demon cultivators who had secluded themselves in the demon valley.

It was caused due to the concealment formation installed inside the Palace.

And that magnificent palace was actually the door to the demon realm. Some demons were lost all the way to the human realm, but the concealment formation not only prevented the location of the palace from being exposed. It also prevented the demons who had made it through the door from exiting the palace.

In the past life Yuan Qing found this palace without any intention. After he devoured all the dark energy in the demon hole, this palace looked.

In this life he did the same.

Before entering the demon hole, he visited the location of the palace just to obtain the vacant land. It seemed that the random guess he took was exact, the dark energy within the demon hole serving as the energy of the supplier in order to move the concealment formation. And when the supplier energy disappeared, the concealment formation collapsed.

Since long ago, the path of cultivation was hard. Especially the path of the devil who knows no tolerance and sympathy. Only strength can show the value of a person.

Since long ago, even though it was known as the land of demon cultivators. The demon valley was divided into several regions with different leaders. However, ever since he came to this place and defeated all the leaders of the region, he had become the most outstanding existence among the demon cultivators. Especially with the support of the demon race that escaped from the Demon realm.

"Help Demon King Yuan Qing!"

A simultaneous cry echoed in the vast hall as Yuan Qing sat on the jet-black throne. Seeing the hundreds of demon cultivators kneeling towards him, Yuan Qing felt nostalgia.

If in the past life he entered the demon path and accepted his demon physique due to a dead end, then this time he did it out of volunteering.

For the sake of greater strength, for the sake of protecting someone who is at heart.

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Hualing stood in front of the open window, watching the moon shining full in the dark sky.

So charming.

So majestic.

One month ago when his teacher brought news of the movements of the demon valley, there was a small corner of his heart that felt joy.

Yuan Qing once told a piece of life story. And the movements in the Demon valley, were definitely related to Yuan Qing.

"Ah Qing," Hualing whispered softly. The rustling of the leaves in the wind broke the silent night. The fragrant scent of the flowers wafted from the wind.

His heart was a little cold, even after five years he had not heard the relevant news.

Hualing was afraid that the news he heard a month ago was just wishful thinking, fearing that the cause of the demon valley movement was not Yuan Qing.

"Ling'er, the night is so cold. Standing in front of a window at night is not good for your health. Or are you deliberately waiting and inviting me in?"

A pair of Hualing eyes widened as a pair of sturdy arms coiled tightly around the waist. A seductive inner voice in a soft whisper in the ear, tickled his heart.