This wasn't the first time that remnant soul had said something like this.
In its eyes, this world was still an entire dimension beneath the Heavenly Denon Realm.
The Eight Demon Gods of the Heavenly Demon Realm each possessed the strength of an immortal. They were the true pinnacle of battle power in the lower realms.
Compared to that, the demons of this world were downright primitive.
That thought alone filled the remnant soul with disdain. In the world it came from, the demon race reigned supreme. Other races were either slaughtered or reduced to slaves, living lives worse than death.
But here, the demons were so weak they had been pushed into a corner by the human race, even losing their right to survive.
Pathetic beyond words.
At the time, it had no better option. In a rush, it chose Yang Yun. With its aid, Yang Yun ascended to the rank of Demon Sovereign.
But once he became Demon Sovereign, Yang Yun began to harbor his own ambitions. He seized the right moment and sealed the remnant soul deep within his Primordial Soul.
If not for the recent crisis, one that Yang Yun couldn't resolve on his own, it was unlikely the remnant soul would have ever been awakened again.
These events were not something the remnant soul would forget.
But now, it was a part of Yang Yun. Whether it liked it or not, it had no choice but to continue cooperating with him.
That didn't mean their goals were the same. The remnant soul had one clear objective: to break the spatial barrier of this realm and reestablish contact with its original body.
Once the main body arrived, with power capable of destroying the world, everything else would follow naturally.
But Yang Yun? He had little interest in such plans.
If the spatial barrier were truly broken and the Heavenly Demon Realm invaded, what kind of Demon Sovereign would he still be? More likely, he would end up as cannon fodder for those true demons.
And besides...
Once the Devourer Demon God descended, would this remnant soul even remain under his control?
They were already in a state of mutual dissatisfaction, forced to coexist. It was doubtful the Devourer Demon God would reward him with anything but destruction.
This time, to deal with Yun Jin, Yang Yun had asked the remnant soul for help. And the remnant soul delivered. It even contacted Lin Xiao, gaining the full cooperation of Qingxiao Pavilion.
But that favor came at a steep cost.
If he kept refusing, the remnant soul wouldn't be so patient next time.
Yang Yun had no choice but to restrain himself. "I want to break the spatial barrier too. But do you know how hard that is? The threat Yun Jin poses is real, and it's right in front of us. She's growing far too fast. We'd be better off dealing with her now..."
"You think I'm that easy to fool?" The remnant soul's voice was cold and sharp. "Yang Yun, everything you have now, I gave you. If you can't open the barrier, then you're worthless to me. I can take back everything I gave. If it comes to it, we'll fall together."
Yang Yun felt a chill rise in his chest. He forced himself to speak. "I understand. I'll cooperate. But every small world has its own spatial barrier. Trying to break one goes against Heavenly Dao."
The remnant soul gave a cold laugh. "The so-called Heavenly Dao in a low-tier world? If your power exceeds its limits, then it can no longer shackle you. And we only need one moment. Just one. As long as that moment comes, my main body will sense it."
Yang Yun's gaze shifted. "But my cultivation has dropped significantly. Reaching a level that surpasses the limits of this world? That's nearly impossible."
The remnant soul raised an eyebrow. "With me around, your cultivation will skyrocket. The snow-covered mountains of the far north are perfect for cultivating a certain demonic technique. From now on, forget about Yun Jin. Focus on cultivating with me. With my support, your progress will be unstoppable."
Yang Yun could only agree. His body, wrapped in the remnant soul's energy, dissolved into a stream of black mist and vanished. Not long ago, Yang Yun had exhausted every method he could think of to regain his strength.
But now, with the remnant soul offering help,
Instead of feeling relieved, he was deeply uneasy.
Did he still have any autonomy left?
If he really reached the peak, would he still open the spatial barrier?
And if the Heavenly Demon Realm did descend...
What would become of him?
Yang Yun didn't dare think any further.
Qingxiao Pavilion
A few days earlier.
That day, when the Luck of millions of citizens poured into Yun Jin, she instantly grasped the Law of Fire. At the same moment that the tide of Luck surged into Yun Jin, Ji Wusi and the others, who were examining the immortal artifact, suddenly stiffened.
Ji Wusi opened his eyes.
The change was subtle...
But he had clearly sensed it.
The Luck that had been sealed by the immortal artifact had partially slipped away.
Ji Wusi's heart filled with alarm.
He had always believed that with the immortal artifact, the Luck of the four Holy Lands would be protected for all eternity.
But now...
Even sealed Luck could leak?
It was only a small amount,
But if it happened once, it could happen again.
If this continued, there might come a day when even the immortal artifact could no longer contain it.
"Master Ji..." someone looked over.
Ji Wusi shook his head. "Keep going. This has nothing to do with what we're here to investigate."
Everyone nodded and continued.
Outside the chamber, Lin Xiao's eyes glinted with calculation.
Several members of the investigation team hadn't gone inside. Instead, they were stationed at the door, keeping an eye on him.
Lin Xiao gave a helpless smile. "Everyone, the Qingxiao Pavilion has countless matters that need my attention. Would it be possible for me to leave temporarily and handle them?"
One person replied, "Sect Master Lin, until we finish the investigation, we ask that you remain with us."
Lin Xiao gave a resigned nod. "Very well. I suppose I'll only clear my name once the results come out."
With that, he simply sat down cross-legged, as if ready to wait it out.
The others continued watching him quietly.
Lin Xiao lowered his gaze.
Everything had already been arranged. This chamber was completely cut off from communication. He had no idea whether Yun Jin had shown herself yet. If not, then they would kill Qin Ping, slaughter the civilians, and finally, pin all the blame on Yun Jin.
The Wushuang Sect that once protected the people had become a cold-blooded organization. Once Yun Jin bore that title of villain, she would lose all moral standing, and Wushuang Sect would no longer have the support to rise again.
And if Yun Jin truly dared to appear...
With Xue Daoren and Yuehua Sect's secret aid, would it really be so hard to take her down?
In all likelihood, Yun Jin was already dead.
Lin Xiao felt completely at ease.
He had fulfilled the mission the Devourer Demon God's remnant had entrusted to him. When the Heavenly Demon Realm descended, he would have his merits.
Hope lit up in Lin Xiao's eyes.
He truly did want to return to the Heavenly Demon Realm.
This world was too weak. To chase higher realms, he had to go back.
Before, he hadn't dared to dream of returning home.
But now...
With the remnant of the Devourer Demon God here, that dream no longer felt far away.