She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

Chapter 1609 I'm Willing To Be The Last Ghost Under Your Demonic Sword

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The old woman had always had doubts about the prophecy. But tonight, when she saw the Divine Green Grass floating in the deep sky with her own eyes, she realized that the prophecy that her family had guarded for generations was true!

The savior of the Dark Night Abyss had really arrived!

The Witch Palace was built on the top of a tall mountain opposite the Central Pagoda and there was only a black demonic abyss between the two. The old woman was an early-stage Grand Master. Her shout passed through thousands of mountains and rivers and lingered in the sky above a few nearby cities.

In front of the Central Pagoda, the Grand Master elders were stunned when they heard the shouts coming from the Witch Palace.

Savior…

When they looked up at the huge Luluo Grass above their heads, they realized that this Divine Grass was actually the same as the luck totem of the Dark Night Abyss!

The ancestors had once said that if they saw the Divine Green Grass, it meant their savior had arrived!

Only a savior could lead the Dark Night Abyss out of its misery and rise up to glory again.

Staring at the Divine Green Grass in a daze, these old fellows couldn't help but burst into tears and they looked up at Zhan Wuya with reverence and tears in their eyes as they asked carefully, "Lord, are… are you really here to save us?"

Zhan Wuya put away the Luluo Grass and promised the old men kneeling in front of him, "My name is Zhan Wuya and I'm currently a Prime Master Beast Tamer. I will use my life to protect this world. Please rest assured."

With that, he strolled to the edge of the Demon Abyss. As he looked up at the dilapidated and ancient palace on the mountain peak, his heart ached.

That was…

Was it his home?

Under the respectful gazes of the elders, Zhan Wuya teleported to the mountain peak on the opposite side.

When the old woman holding the lamp saw Zhan Wuya, she hurriedly knelt down and welcomed his return in her old voice. "Greetings, Master."

Zhan Wuya stared at the old woman for a moment before walking past her and walking towards the main hall on the mossy black jade stairs.

This palace was dilapidated and no longer showed the past glory of the ancient Divine Demon Palace.

As Zhan Wuya walked in the hall, he couldn't remember anything, until he arrived at the sealed Divine Demon Throne.

The Divine Demon Throne was covered in moss, and its original appearance couldn't be seen.

After Zhan Wuya pressed his hand on the throne and injected spiritual energy into it, the Divine Demon Throne suddenly erupted with a dazzling light. In the next second, the throne returned to its original appearance.

It was a throne made of green jade with patterns of Luluo Grass on it. Zhan Wuya hesitated for a moment before turning around and sitting on the throne. As he looked at the dark and empty hall, he suddenly heard someone shouting—

"Leng Yao!"

Zhan Wuya raised his head in shock and saw a handsome young man in a dark purple robe running up the stairs outside the hall with a smile.

He ran into the hall excitedly and arrived in front of Zhan Wuya in the blink of an eye.

After the young man stood still, he pulled up his pants to show off the anklet on his ankle to Zhan Wuya. Zhan Wuya stared at the anklet for a while before raising his head to stare at the young man's unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar face as he fell into deep thought.

What was going on?

Who was the young man in front of him?

Like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank, the young man smiled and said to Zhan Wuya, "Look, I stole my father's birthday gift to my mother. They all say that if I wear this thing, I can feel the other party's love at all times. Do you think I'll be influenced by it and fall in love with my father?"

Zhan Wuya was shocked by the young man's words. Just as he was about to answer, he realized that the young man had disappeared again.

The Divine Demon Hall, which had just been filled with liveliness, suddenly fell into silence again.

It was as if the young man he had just seen and what he had just heard was a dream.

Zhan Wuya stared at the dark and dilapidated hall. Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard the young man's voice again—

"Leng Yao!"

It was still that young man.

The young man seemed to have grown a few years older. He had changed into a golden flowing robe and walked up the stairs from outside the hall with two bottles of wine. The hall had also become green again because of the young man's appearance.

The young man walked towards him with wine in his hand.

He threw one of the bottles of wine at Zhan Wuya.

Zhan Wuya hurriedly grabbed the bottle of wine.

Only then did he notice that he was wearing a green ring on his right middle finger.

But he had never had the habit of wearing a ring.

Zhan Wuya lowered his head and sized himself up before realizing that he was wearing a light green ancient robe.

This…

After the young man came to his throne, he sat down beside him and raised the wine pot in his hand as he clinked glasses with Zhan Wuya's wine pot.

The young man raised his head and took a big sip. Then, he sighed in satisfaction and said to Zhan Wuya, "Leng Yao, the day after tomorrow is my ascension ceremony. Have you thought of a gift for me?"

At this moment, Zhan Wuya had already guessed the other party's identity.

Zhan Wuya fiddled with the wine pot as he called out tentatively, "Ling Xiao?"

The young man blinked at him and suddenly smiled as he asked him, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly looking at me so lovingly? Could it be that you suddenly realized that I'm so handsome and fell in love with me?"

The young man smiled and nudged Zhan Wuya. Then, he stood up and looked out of the hall as he said, "If I, Ling Xiao, want to get married, I must marry someone more beautiful than my mother! Leng Yao, you're still lacking in terms of beauty."

As Zhan Wuya stared at the young man's handsome figure, he had mixed feelings.

At this moment, Ling Xiao disappeared again.

Then, the hall returned to silence again.

Zhan Wuya already understood what was going on. He had entered the Demon Divine Master's illusion.

The young man who appeared frequently was the Demon Divine Master's obsession.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's voice sounded again, but this time, his voice was filled with worry and uneasiness—

"Leng Yao!"

Zhan Wuya slowly raised his head and looked at the young man walking up the stairs outside the door.

The young man was wearing a battle suit and his waist-length hair was tied up high by a green headband. He stepped on the bloodstained floor as he walked into the hall.

After he entered the hall, the door behind him closed automatically, and the light in the hall dimmed.

As the young man stood in the dark hall, for the first time, a pained look appeared in his beautiful eyes.

Zhan Wuya lowered his head to size himself up.

As expected, his white clothes were stained with blood.

At this moment, he had already become possessed.

The young man choked on his tears as he said, "Leng Yao, I don't know why you took the demonic path, nor do I know why you lost control, nor do I know why you cruelly killed the guards of the entire Divine Demon Hall. But I believe that the Leng Yao I know is definitely not someone who kills the innocent."

"I know that there must be a conspiracy regarding your demonic transformation, but time is tight now, so there's no time for me to investigate the truth. Leng Yao, once you walk out of this door and leave the Divine Demon Hall, all the citizens of Green Island will become vengeful spirits under your sword! As a confidant and good friend, I can't watch you take the demonic path and lose yourself. Killing you and making you stop killing the innocent is the only thing I can do."

"Leng Yao, as long as I'm standing here today and still breathing, you can forget about walking out of this door." The young man grabbed the green headband and bit it between his teeth. As he looked at Leng Yao, who was covered in blood and was delirious, he said in a low voice, "If you're destined to become a demon, I'm willing to be the last ghost under your demonic sword!"

With that, the young man raised the sword in his hand without hesitation and attacked him.

As the longsword whistled, ten thousand ghosts cried out at the same time and he charged towards his good friend with killing intent…

As Zhan Wuya sat on the throne in a daze, tears flowed down his face.

At this moment, the old woman walked in with a lamp in her hand. Despite seeing that tears were streaming down Zhan Wuya's face, she pretended not to see anything and lowered her head as she said to Zhan Wuya, "Master, my mother told me that your most important thing is hidden under the throne."

After Zhan Wuya wiped his tears, he closed his eyes and took a few minutes to calm himself down.

After the sorrow gradually subsided, he stood up.

After Zhan Wuya slashed open the throne with his sword, he saw a coffin under the throne. The coffin was also made of green jade, and there was a circular hole in the middle of the coffin lid. Zhan Wuya stared at the hole and hesitated for a few seconds before summoning Luluo.

After he placed the divine artifact vase containing Luluo in the gap, the coffin lit up with a green light.

The coffin lid automatically floated up. The person in the coffin saw the light of day again.

As Zhan Wuya stood at the foot of the coffin, he lowered his eyes and looked into the coffin. He saw the face of the man who had been sleeping for nearly 20,000 years.

The Demon Divine Master was wearing a pure white robe and his face looked serene as he laid inside, as if he was sleeping.

Zhan Wuya guessed that the Sky Dragon Divine Master had personally buried him here.

Zhan Wuya walked to the side and squatted down. Then, he held the Demon Divine Master's cold and stiff hand and bent down to his ear as he promised, "Leng Yao, I will lead the Dark Night Abyss back to the three thousand worlds. I want the world to know that demonic cultivators aren't demons or ghosts. I want them to know that the Undead Divine Master didn't trust the wrong person back then."

"I'll help you end your obsession."

Boom—

The body that hadn't rotted even after ten thousand years suddenly turned into a tall skeleton. It was waiting for Zhan Wuya to refine it and fuse with him again to end their obsession.