Chapter 11: The Soul Seal Plate (VI)

In the darkness, Sui Ning could only see the glimmering white sword light of Du Wang flashing by at an incredibly fast speed.

Chan Yu anxiously shouted, looking distressed, “Young friend, please don’t hurt the Emperor!”

Sui Ning couldn’t touch her, so she could only comfort her by placing her hand on her. “Don’t worry, Jianzun knows what he’s doing.”

 Emperor Ling Lang was a responsible man with a strong sense of loyalty. Although he felt guilty for his wife, as an emperor, he had no shame before the world.

Xie Changzhou was also a sensible person and would not harm him.

Sui Ning couldn’t see Xie Changzhou, so she had to judge his position through Du Wang’s light.

Although his cultivation level was suppressed to the Golden Core stage by the array outside the secret realm, his peerless swordsmanship had already reached the ninth level. With the assistance of Du Wang, he could faintly suppress that demonic energy.

A buzzing sound came, and then Sui Ning saw a fierce sword light suddenly cut through all the black mist, illuminating the cave.

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Mbl czynj xkpv kd vbl qsaxyvksd awpble swv, yde yp Dkl Ubydtgbsw oklzele bkp posae, vbl nzlya yde obkvl posae kdvldv pwatle swv, vaydpqsaxkdt kdvs yd kdhkpkczl dlv vbyv ldhlzsrle vbl czynj xkpv.

Tkp wpwyzzu tldvzl hsknl nyaakle y bkdv sq nszedlpp: “Oxrlasa Nkdt Nydt, usw yal rspplpple cu elxsdp. Eyjl wr!”

Mbl czynj xkpv jlrv yvvynjkdt vbl pbynjzlp Dkl Ubydtgbsw bye rzynle sd kv.

Tkp lulp olal nyzx, yde bl kdnalyple bkp nsdvasz shla vblx.

“Oxrlasa!”

Ubyd Zw’p hsknl nyxl okvb y psc, yde vbl czynj xkpv blpkvyvle qsa y xsxldv cwv vbld nsdvkdwle vs yvvynj vbl dlv vbyv cswde bkx.

Fwk Lkdt iwknjzu vwadle bkp blye vs zssj yv Ubyd Zw yde pyke, “Oxralpp Ubyd Zw, rzlypl jllr nyzzkdt vbl lxrlasa!”

“Emperor, it’s me, Ah Yu!”

The movements of the black mist paused, and Xie Changzhou quickly increased his control over Du Wang.

“Ah Lang, it’s me, Ah Yu. I’m Chan Yu.”

“Ah Lang, you’re possessed; wake up!”

Chan Yu kept calling out to Ling Lang, and the black mist stopped completely. Under the light of the Du Wang sword, a tall virtual figure appeared in the black mist.

He looked extremely painful, holding his head and shaking it constantly, but his crimson eyes stubbornly looked in Chan Yu’s direction.

“Ah…Yu?”

He sounded like he hadn’t spoken in a long time, with a strange pronunciation and a hoarse, low voice.

Tears suddenly fell from Chan Yu’s clear face, and she kept nodding, “It’s me, I’m Ah Yu.”

Ling Lang’s tall figure suddenly hunched over, holding his head and moaning in pain, looking extremely agonized.

Chan Yu wanted to rush over, but she was trapped by Xie Changzhou’s barrier and could only weakly beat on it.

Sui Ning looked at Xie Changzhou and said, “Jianzun, open the barrier.”

After meeting Sui Ning’s firm gaze, Xie Changzhou pondered for a moment and then opened the barrier.

Sui Ning placed the soul seal plate next to Ling Lang, and Chan Yu looked at him with tears in her eyes.

After she left, Emperor Ling Lang, who had once reigned supreme, actually died of love, and now he had fallen into a demonic state.

He fought against the demon realm for thousands of years. How could such a virtuous and upright person fall into the demonic path?

With his crimson eyes fixed on Chan Yu, his black mist fluctuated. Chan Yu crouched down and gently embraced him.

Both of them were illusions, and Chan Yu couldn’t actually touch Ling Lang.

Too much time had passed, but for her, it was like only sleeping for a night.

Ling Lang was not unfamiliar to her at all. She still held deep affection and trust for him. Her gentle voice echoed in the empty cave.

“Emperor, wake up. I miss you so much.”

Chan Yu lightly leaned her head on Ling Lang’s shoulder, just like they were thousands of years ago.

The crimson color in Ling Lang’s eyes gradually faded. He looked dazed, but tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.

“Ah Yu?”

“It’s me, Emperor. It’s Ah Yu.”

Chan Yu held him, her eyes full of tears, but her face wore a gentle, contented smile.

“Emperor, wake up.”

Such a virtuous and upright person like him should not fall into the demonic path.

Ling Lang stared at her blankly, suddenly covering his head and curling up. The veins on his forehead bulged, and the black mist around him grew thicker and thicker.

He gritted his teeth and said, “You’re not Ah Yu. I killed Ah Yu!”

“I killed her and our child!”

“How could I have killed her! How could Ling Lang have killed Ah Yu!”

Ling Lang curled up on the ground, holding his head, and murmuring something. The demonic energy around him grew stronger and stronger.

“Emperor, Ah Yu isn’t dead. She’s not dead. Look at me! I’m Ah Yu!”

Chan Yu quickly hugged him, but her arms passed through his body.

Xie Changzhou immediately stepped forward, and his vigorous and pure spiritual energy continuously surged towards Ling Lang.

Du Wang perceived the demonic energy and buzzed, wanting to unsheathe and slay the demon. Xie Changzhou pressed it down and looked calmly at Ling Lang, who was holding his head and muttering.

Sui Ning was anxious but unable to help.

Ling Lang continued to mutter, with a tendency to fall back into demonic possession.

Chan Yu kneeled down on the ground and cried out in pain, “Ah Lang, wake up; our child and I need you.”

“Ah Lang, please wake up. I beg you.”

Seeing the demonic energy around Ling Lang get heavier and even show signs of being uncontrollable, Chan Yu felt hopeless.

She had liked Ling Lang since they first met. Her mother had despised him because his father’s clan had declined, but she insisted on marrying him. Ling Lang had worked hard and become number one in the immortal realm within ten thousand years just to marry her.

She had already expected her own fate when she was captured by the demon race.

She could be Ling Lang’s support and his guiding light, but she couldn’t be his burden. She couldn’t let him become the eternal sinner of the whole upper realm.

She had never blamed him. He did the right thing; that was his responsibility.

She just felt a little pity for this child. It hadn’t even been born yet and had to follow its irresponsible mother to death.

She thought Ling Lang would live well, but she never expected him to choose to die with her, even falling into demonic possession.

Chan Yu cried out in pain, her gentle face full of despair. For the first time, she felt afraid.

She was afraid that he would become that kind of thing—neither human nor ghost—a beast driven by the desire to kill.

“Emperor, Ah Yu is afraid…”

Her sobbing voice came through, carrying pain and despair.

“Ah Yu… don’t be afraid, Ah Yu…”

Chan Yu looked up at him in an instant, his eyes sometimes red and sometimes black, and the black mist around his body was thick and thin.

He was struggling against the demonic energy!

Chan Yu quickly hugged him, saying, “Emperor, wake up; don’t be possessed.”

Xie Changzhou increased the input of his spiritual energy, the gentle and white spiritual energy continuously enveloping Ling Lang’s body, and his sword intent automatically chopping the surrounding demonic energy.

“Emperor Ling Lang, I will soon force out the demonic energy in your body, and you must remain conscious during this process.”

Xie Changzhou’s gentle voice sounded with an unquestionable tone.

Ling Lang struggled to nod, his eyes staring at Chan Yu in front of him.

Xie Changzhou sat cross-legged beside him, his majestic and gentle spiritual energy pouring out, and Du Wang and Sui Ning stood on either side to protect him.

With Xie Changzhou’s spiritual energy input, a black mist slowly emerged from Ling Lang’s body. He was in pain, and his face was twisted, but he still bit his teeth without saying a word.

His eyes kept changing between black and red, and Chan Yu could only keep talking to him, hoping to bring back his consciousness, which was hovering on the edge of a cliff.

“Emperor, look at me; I’m still alive and well.”

“I have never blamed you; the child won’t blame you. Emperor, what you did was right.”

“Emperor, the child and I need you. Please don’t be possessed; I’m really scared.”

Chan Yu’s gentle voice kept calling back Ling Lang’s almost collapsing consciousness, and the demonic energy on his body became shallower and shallower.

Xie Changzhou’s realm was suppressed to the Golden Core, and his cultivation was limited. At this moment, his lips were pale, and there was no color on his face.

Du Wang sensed his master’s weakness, and his sword hummed as it coiled around Xie Changzhou’s body.

If he continued like this, Xie Changzhou’s cultivation would dry up, and his meridians would be damaged.

But if he stopped at this critical moment, Ling Lang would definitely be possessed.

Ignoring everything else, Sui Ning quickly stood behind Xie Changzhou to transfer spiritual energy to him.

She also had the cultivation level of a golden core, and although her spiritual energy was not as pure and majestic as Xie Changzhou’s, it could still supplement some of the spiritual energy he had excessively consumed to prevent his meridians from drying up.

The Langyu hairpin was made from Ling Lang’s own blood and was an ancient divine tool extremely in tune with human nature. At the moment, it was also hovering in front of Ling Lang, emitting a faint glow that nourished the meridians that were eroded by demonic energy.

Chan Yu’s face was worried, her gaze still soft as she looked at Ling Lang, giving him silent encouragement and company.

Ling Lang frowned tightly, and as Xie Changzhou continuously inputted spiritual energy, the demonic energy on his body gradually dissipated.

After about half an hour, Xie Changzhou and Sui Ning’s faces were already pale, and Ling Lang finally coughed up a mouthful of black blood and passed out.

Chan Yu was greatly shocked and flew over to hold him in her arms, “Emperor!”

Xie Changzhou slowly calmed down his surging spiritual energy and spoke in a gentle but weak voice, “It’s alright, and the Emperor will wake up soon.”

Chan Yu looked up at Xie Changzhou and Sui Ning, nodding gratefully and thanking them, “Thank you both.”

“Mhmm,” Xie Changzhou nodded slightly and sat down where he was, meditating to repair his depleted meridians.

“Miss Ningning, please sit down and heal; you’ve consumed quite a bit of spiritual energy,” he said.

Sui Ning nodded and sat down beside Xie Changzhou, with Du Wang and Batian guarding their respective masters.

When Ling Lang regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw the person he had been yearning for days and nights.

Chan Yu’s face was still gentle and charming, filled with longing and affection.

Ling Lang’s tears fell suddenly.

“Emperor.”

The familiar voice sounded in his ear. His well-defined fingers trembled as he tried to touch her face, but he reached for nothingness and couldn’t even feel her warmth.

“Ah Yu…”

He almost couldn’t believe it. When Chan Yu died in the Four Direction Killing Array, his heart died with her.

After that, he numbed himself and dared not enter Chan Yu’s palace. As long as he didn’t think of her and didn’t go there, Chan Yu would still be alive and well in her palace.

He thought he would never see her again in this life.

So he chose to follow her.

“Emperor, its Ah Yu.”

Chan Yu’s hand gently touched Ling Lang’s hand, tears falling from her eyes like beads off a broken string.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After thirty thousand years, they finally met again.