Shen Ze meticulously wrote in the air, stroke by stroke, with his hand.
It seemed as if a special kind of Spiritual Energy was swirling around his fingertips, and Xu Zimei quietly watched without interfering.
When the four characters were completed, they appeared like some ancient seal.
Then, they transformed into a streak of flowing light and vanished into the horizon.
"This message has been sent to my Reincarnation Divine Clan. When the time comes, all ten Divine Veins of the great families will make their move, and your Sect of Seven Fears can await death," Shen Ze spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, clearly at his body’s limit.
"Oh, so that’s how it is," Xu Zimei nodded, murmuring to himself.
"Then, before I depart for the Heaven Beyond Heavens, wouldn’t I have already eliminated an enemy?"
"What are you talking about?" Shen Ze asked painfully as he looked at Xu Zimei.
"Actually, I’m not familiar with the Sect of Seven Fears. I just said that casually," Xu Zimei shook his head.
"I didn’t expect you to really believe it."
"Now you try to exempt your own force from guilt, but it’s too late," Shen Ze laughed loudly.
"This Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate entrusted to your Sect of Seven Fears is known by all. I will be waiting for you in Hell."
As his words ended, his pupils lost their color, and his body was completely corroded by the White Bone Knife, falling straight to the ground.
"Silly boy, unwilling to be a wise ghost even before death," Xu Zimei shook his head.
He waved his hands, and a flame burned Shen Ze’s body, slowly refining the essence blood within him.
This essence blood of Shen Ze’s was a bit unusual, not blood-red but instead golden.
Held in his hand, it felt as heavy as a thousand catties, and he could feel the powerful energy it contained.
Xu Zimei took out the Lock Demon Bell and slowly dripped essence blood onto it.
At this moment, the instant the essence blood touched the Lock Demon Bell, the entire bell began to tremble.
It trembled frantically and violently.
Inside, the sound of "crack crack" could be heard as if some shackles were being unlocked.
A strand of Demonic Qi broke free from its constraints and shot up into the sky, forming huge Demonic clouds in the Firmament.
"This aura," the White Bone Demon said in shock.
"It must be the Lord of the Seven Faces."
Xu Zimei did not speak, but watched the Lock Demon Bell in his hand as it spun and vibrated incessantly.
Roaring sounds emanated from within.
Next, a streak of light flew out from the Lock Demon Bell, and the entire Firmament instantly darkened.
Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and a storm brewed.
What are the Seven Faces? Love, Hate, Greed, Anger, Foolishness, Evil, Desire.
These are the Seven Emotions of all beings, the endless cycle of reincarnation from which no one can escape.
Seven fierce faces congealed in mid-air, roaring angrily.
The seven faces intertwined, Demonic clouds emerged, and a massive mushroom cloud exploded in mid-air.
A vast expanse of the Firmament was stained.
The White Bone Demon looked up to see that within the dense Demonic clouds, a man in a black robe stood.
With eyes slightly closed, his long black hair fluttered on its own without a breeze.
Monstrous Demonic Qi surrounded the man, spreading over three thousand miles.
And enveloped the entire sky above the small world of Divine Valley.
The surviving locals watched the scene in panic, too frightened to come out of their homes.
"The long-missed air," the man in the black robe said, somewhat fascinated as he took a deep breath.
"Lord of the Seven Faces," the White Bone Demon shouted from below.
The man in the black robe turned around, and the seven fierce faces all merged into his body.
He ignored the White Bone Demon and looked at Xu Zimei from a distance.
"Master," the man in the black robe descended from the Firmament, looking at Xu Zimei with complex thoughts.
"Long time no see," Xu Zimei smiled and said.
"I thought I would never see you again," the man in black robe stepped forward and actually embraced Xu Zimei, bursting into tears.
Caught off guard, Xu Zimei thought to himself, Is this really the legendary Demon General?
Someone who kills without blinking an eye, whose mere mention scares countless people, is this a joke?
"My Lord, the Seven-faced Lord has seven facets, and this is just one of them," the White Bone Demon explained by the side.
"You’ll get used to it."
"White Bone, why didn’t you come to rescue me? Let me be trapped in this lousy bell for countless years, I almost thought I would never see daylight again," the Seven-faced Demon General suddenly turned his head, his expression cooling, and asked the White Bone Demon.
"Lord of the Seven Faces, you should speak with some conscience.
Back then, it was you who asked me to guard the Seven-Faced Lotus.
Moreover, after the Divine Race disappeared, I had no idea of your whereabouts, let alone the Lock Demon Bell had long been lost," the White Bone Demon said with a wronged tone.
"Oh dear, haven’t seen you in tens of thousands of years, and you’ve grown some guts?
Talking to me about conscience, who was it that dug you out from a pile of bones?" the Seven-faced Demon General said and kicked toward the White Bone Demon.
The White Bone Demon quickly dodged out of the way.
Watching the two bicker and mess around, Xu Zimei felt that this guy didn’t look like a Demon Race leader at all.
If it hadn’t been for the somewhat shocking entrance earlier, Xu Zimei himself would not have believed it.
This is one of the Demon King’s Eighteen Demonic Generals? My gosh.
"I think having the Lock Demon Bell is a good thing," Xu Zimei said from the side.
"Next time you dare to hug me like that, I’ll have you go in and face the wall for a few days."
Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, the Seven-faced Demon General quickly waved his hands, saying, "My Lord jests."
"Do you still remember the Ancestral Tree?" Xu Zimei asked.
"The Summoning Demon Sky-covering Tree is within this Divine Demon Battlefield," the Seven-faced Demon General said hastily.
"Originally, the Ancestral Tree and us both ended up stranded on the Eternal Ancient Continent, but unfortunately, without you, no one could utilize the Ancestral Tree.
So many years have passed, and I don’t know how things are at the Holy Land."
"Let’s go take a look, after obtaining the Ancestral Tree, it’s time to return," Xu Zimei said.
"Additionally, there may be an old friend you’re interested in."
"Is my Lord going to the Heaven Beyond Heavens?" the Seven-faced Demon General asked in confusion.
"No, it’s another world, the Yuan Central Continent," Xu Zimei replied.
"The specifics, you will understand once you see him."
Before leaving, Xu Zimei looked at Jiuyou beside him and asked, "What do you plan to do?"
"May I stay here?" Jiuyou asked.
"Stay here?" Xu Zimei echoed.
Jiuyou nodded, looking at Xu Zimei with a complex expression.
"You may stay, I’m leaving now," Xu Zimei said.
Watching Xu Zimei’s retreating figure as he walked away, Jiuyou stood up and suddenly shouted, "When will I be able to see you again?"
"You won’t, good luck to you."
Xu Zimei waved his hand, not looking back, his figure disappearing into the distance.
"I will remember you, for a lifetime," Jiuyou murmured to himself, staring blankly at the distant horizon.
At this moment in the Divine Demon City, the sunset fell as usual, its afterglow casting a golden brilliance over the entire city.
People here were living their most ordinary day.
However, at a certain moment, the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth suddenly transformed.
The originally brilliant sunset was obscured by a dark shadow.