World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1261 - 559: Yan Nai’er, Nirvana Demon Transformation!

Chapter 1261: 559: Yan Nai’er, Nirvana Demon Transformation!

Once again, it’s the reversal of time! More than two years ago!

"What are the conditions?" Yan Nai’er asked.

The Demon Race expert said, "Rest assured, these conditions won’t involve your chastity. Although you are very beautiful and charming, I have long passed the age of lusting over women."

"What are the conditions?" Yan Nai’er asked again.

The Demon Race expert said, "I want you to pledge allegiance to me, with your life and soul. You possess the bloodline of an Ancient Demon, but your cultivation is extremely weak. So I will find a way to make you stronger, incredibly strong. I will turn you into the sharpest blade in my hands. I want to resurrect the power of the Ancient Demon through you."

Yan Nai’er asked, "What if I refuse?"

The Demon Race expert said, "Then I will hand you over completely to the people of the Dragon Temple. Unless there is absolute value, no one in this world, including myself, would want to be enemies with the Dragon Temple. Even if you want to self-destruct, it would be impossible."

Yan Nai’er attempted to move, but found her body still confined, completely immobile.

"Fine, I agree." Yan Nai’er said.

The Demon Race expert said, "You must think it over. When I transform you into an Ancient Demoness, who knows what might happen. You might lose your human appearance or lose everything!"

"I agree!" Yan Nai’er said, "As long as that scoundrel doesn’t taint me, I’m willing to do anything!"

"Then it’s settled; our contract is officially established," the Demon Race expert said.

At this time, he continued to converse with Yan Nai’er while unleashing countless avatars to attack Huai Bingyi and Zhen Yan Princess.

Huai Bingyi’s face changed dramatically upon hearing their conversation, "Your Excellency, please leave your name and reveal your true face."

The Demon Race expert said, "You know you can’t stop me, so you want to know my name to let the Dragon Temple hunt me down later? Impossible, hahaha..."

Then, this Demon Race expert demonstrated a surge of powerful energy.

Instantly, a huge energy vortex appeared in the air, spinning rapidly, faster and faster.

"Whoosh!" Nai’er’s delicate body was swallowed by the vortex, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Farewell, young heroes of the Dragon Temple..."

A moment later, the Demon Race expert’s avatars vanished.

Immediately afterward, his gigantic figure a hundred meters high also turned to ash and vanished without a trace.

The previously dark sky then returned to light once more.

The Demon Race expert, with Yan Nai’er, had completely gone away.

Although it was six or seven in the evening then, and the sun had set, the Barbaric Wilderness was still bright.

Zhi Yan and Huai Bingyi looked at the corpses scattered across the ground.

"Who do you think he is?" Huai Bingyi asked.

Zhen Yan Princess shook her head and said, "I don’t understand the power of the Demon Race."

Indeed, she did not; after all, she wasn’t the rightful heir of the Dragon Temple.

Huai Bingyi sniffed the energy in the air and said, "With energy of this level, it must either be one of the princes of the Motuo Empire or one of the great Demon Kings of the Southern Barbaric Lands. But no matter who it is, our Dragon Temple will eventually find him to seek justice!"

"Let’s go back!" Huai Bingyi said.

He then looked toward Zhuang Zhixuan on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and cast a platinum net to enshroud her.

After that, Huai Bingyi and Zhi Yan transformed into two beams of light, rapidly traveling northward with Zhuang Zhixuan.

...

Time shifts to the present, two years later!

At the summit of a ten-thousand-meter-high mountain, stands a brand new Dark Hall.

An ancient blood ritual is underway!

The Demon King, following ancient charts, plans to reshape an Ancient Demoness!

In the center of the hall, there is a pool filled with blood, countless amounts of blood.

And now, the entire blood pool begins to bubble and starts to boil.

Around the blood pool, dozens of people sit cross-legged.

A strikingly handsome middle-aged Demon Race man, along with dozens of aging elders.

Their eyes fixed intently on the center of the blood pool.

Each person here is incredibly powerful, with the ability to command winds and rains in the outside world.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As the blood pool churned, the entire hall began to tremble.

Then, dark clouds in the sky began to gather, gather.

This day was originally bright and sunny, but with the gathering of dark clouds, the sky quickly darkened.

In the end, it became as dark as night.

The dark clouds pressed lower and lower, eventually completely enveloping the mountain peak, shrouding the entire Dark Hall.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Thunderous roars echoed as enormous lightning bolts struck violently on the blood pool, deafening completely.

Outside, the skies were clear, but only the sky on the mountain peak was torn by darkness, like an apocalypse.

The strikingly handsome Demon Race man’s face bore a vibrant red scar, covering nearly half of his face, giving him an even more sinister and alluring appearance.

With his inner excitement, the scar on his face grew redder, as if it was about to ooze blood.

Two years of efforts culminated in this day, for which he had paid countless prices.

To summon the powerful Dark Thunder and Lightning to assist in reshaping the Ancient Demoness’s body. He invested enormously to build the Dark Hall atop this mountain and construct a huge Energy Array.

That lovely and beautiful girl had the Ancient Demonic Bloodline within her, so why was she so weak?

Because she had a human body, the powerful energy could not be released. Even a little energy would cause her to turn to ash.