“Hahahahaha!” Yin Buqi laughed loudly. He twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with madness and despair: “So… I am really the Dark Demon?”
"Um."
“Hahahahahahaha Hades… I really am Hades!”
Hu Qianqiu continued: "You... are the only remaining... the only atavistic bloodline in the world... As long as you and Feishuang..."
Yin Buqi's red eyes flashed with cold light, chilling him to the bone: "I will not marry or have children with any other woman except Nian Nian."
"I won't force you..." Hu Qianqiu looked at Yin Buqi with a gentle look, the look of an elder looking at a younger person. He said, "Feishhuang is a good girl... If you get along with her for a long time, you will..."
Yin Buqi interrupted him: "I can't. I only have one heart, which can only hold one person."
Hu Qianqiu was startled: "Alas, you are just like your mother... a romantic person..."
Yin Buqi said: "Call me selfish or call me a lunatic, I don't care about the survival of your Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox at all. I came here just to ask for the solution to the Nether Evil Resentment Seed."
After a moment's silence, Hu Qianqiu sighed and smiled bitterly, "Come closer..."
Yin Buqi hesitated for a moment, but finally leaned forward.
Hu Qianqiu placed his hand on Yin Buqi's forehead. This was the unique blood power of the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Clan, which was more special and secretive than communication through spiritual consciousness.
"What I am going to say next... which the Heavenly Dao cannot hear... is what the Nine-Tailed Clan has figured out after countless struggles over the past thousand years..."
"There is only one way to break the Dark Evil Seed... and no one has ever tried it... It only has four words..."
Yin Buqi held his breath and listened attentively: "You say."
"Live towards death."
Yin Buqi was a little confused for a moment, but the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his mind, and the continuous and dense pain made his eyes bloodshot.
"I will give you everything I have... to help you activate the power of your bloodline... and I will be reduced to ashes..."
Red beams of light flashed on the surrounding walls.
Only then did Yin Buqi discover that the entire interior of the palace was actually a secret formation.
This formation connects the two of them.
He wanted to escape, but it was too late. There was a spiritual power at Hu Qianqiu's fingertips. It was different from the ordinary spiritual power, but it was extremely pure and powerful. It made him feel as if he was floating in the sky, and then all his limbs seemed to be burned by fire.
“Aaaaaaah!”
Yin Buqi screamed in pain, feeling as if all the blood vessels in his body were about to burst, and his red eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.
He felt spiritual power rushing into his body madly.
“Ahem!!”
Blood gushed out of his mouth, dripping, with a metallic smell.
“Niannian…” Yin Buqi’s consciousness became increasingly dizzy, and his heart ached more and more. His lips moved, tears rolled down his cheeks, and he sobbed like he did when he was a child: “Niannian… I’m in so much pain…”
"Can you please ..."
"Comfort me..."
"Nian Nian..."
A tear slid down his pale and somewhat sickly face, carrying with it the loneliness of being at the end of his road.
…
When Jiang Niannian woke up from the nightmare, she felt dizzy and weak all over.