Chapter 357: Chapter 357

357: Chapter 345: Mysterious Existence 357: Chapter 345: Mysterious Existence A newborn baby had a nail hammered into his chest, preventing the young soul from finding peace and moving on.

Had it not been for a priestess who took care of her with self-sacrifice, abandoning her status and life to send her back to Kunlun, the daughter of the mighty Emperor might have truly become a refined Ghost Servant in the Demon State.

Despite this, she remained in suspended animation and stopped growing for two thousand years, encased in ice at the peak of a snowy mountain, until thirteen years ago when Baiye Luoshu awakened.

Mou Chen looked at her with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, his lips slowly curving up, “The Evil Soul Nail is not difficult to remove, but once it is, the soul garrisoned within the body would inevitably be stripped out.

Exposed to the breath of the mortal world, a soul touched by sinister arts would vanish into thin air leaving nothing behind.

Even if Her Majesty possesses tremendous abilities, she wouldn’t dare to remove the Evil Soul Nail.

Mou Chen’s cold gaze swept over the girl from head to toe and chuckled, “What is certain is that this Evil Soul Nail is still inside you.”

Behind Lady Xianshan, four Demon Puppets moved quietly, blocking her escape path.

Mou Chen tucked the Evil Soul Nail into his sleeve and continued, “Her Majesty, as a monarch of Kunlun Mountain, belongs to the first generation of ancient gods created by the world—an existence fundamental to shaking heaven and earth.

The Ghost Mountain is indeed a site of calamity for the mortal world, yet it is not worthy of such a great entity reducing herself to Immortal City.

Now it seems only the Chaotic Yin Power within Ghost Mountain was used to seal your soul and protect your body from destruction.

Such an act against the heavens, I wonder what pressure your mother is facing from the Heavenly Dao Laws.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, searching through the Six Realms, there might not be another as grand as her.”

Lady Xianshan remained silent.

His laughter seemed mocking, yet his eyes stared meaningfully at the ancient bronze book at her waist, “But once the sealed entity beneath Ghost Mountain emerges, do you think you would still live?”

Once the real owner wakes up, the Baiye Luoshu would no longer recognize her as its master.

Lady Xianshan said, “You’d have to be able to release her first.”

“Ghost has already gone to the Second Realm.”

Lady Xianshan smiled unconcerned, “Do your people in the Demon Clan always like to rely entirely on a worthless individual?”

In her mouth, the millennium Fierce Ghost turned into a disposable trifle.

Mou Chen laughed casually: “He is only responsible for opening that door.

Before that happens, Miss Xianshan, you might want to worry about yourself, as you are also one of our targets for this journey.

Entering Ghost Mountain so unguarded really brings us great joy.”

Lady Xianshan’s smile was fearless as she patted the ancient bronze book at her waist, “What should I worry about?

Even if Ghost truly opens that door, he can’t awaken your monarch, especially since her head has been severed and sealed in the far North.

It’s rather amusing that after being sealed within her own realm for over a thousand years and not being rescued by her subjects, it’s quite evident that many in the Demon World do not wish for the Female Demon Lord to awaken.

From this, it can be inferred that the Demon World is not as united as outsiders believe.”

The girl smiled, revealing a pair of barely noticeable cute canine teeth as she wiggled two fingers, “At least, there are two opposing and balanced forces within the Demon Clan.”

Mou Chen showed a look of surprise, evidently not expecting a young girl to analyze the secrets and situation of his race so thoroughly.

“You are quite right,” he smiled.

“Even I did not expect that the first Yihe to awaken from eternal slumber would cause such a stir.

What she intends to do will inevitably require someone to stop her.”

The new monarch of the Demon World was to be succeeded by this first Yihe.

As the new ruler of the Demon World, her job was naturally to remove hidden dangers and threats, and to seal the former Demon Monarch eternally.

When Mou Chen talked about stopping what first Yihe intended to complete, his stance was clear.

That was to rescue the former Demon Monarch.

The revival of the Demon Monarch was not good news for Lady Xianshan.

Mou Chen continued looking at Lady Xianshan, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes, prompting him to ask, “You want to kill me?”

Lady Xianshan covered her mouth in surprise, showing a ‘whoops’ expression, timidly asking, “Did I not hide my killing intent well enough?”

Mou Chen laughed heartily, “With this body that can’t cultivate, do you think you can kill me?”

Lady Xianshan smiled, “After all, I am my mother’s daughter, you can’t really judge me by common standards.”

Mou Chen’s smile deepened, “But even if you killed me, it wouldn’t change the fact that the Demon Lord is about to be free.

The key to starting this plan isn’t Ghost, nor is it me, but that hidden and powerful being.”

Lady Xianshan wore a puzzled expression, “A hidden and powerful being?”

As if to clarify the confusion for the young lady, the world of Ghost Mountain, deprived of daylight, suddenly found itself bathed in countless starlights.

Yet, according to the time, the outside world was at the brink of dawn.

The owner of the starlight had a force almost capable of breaking everything, like an eternal star in the endless night, and the presence felt ancient, immensely powerful, and supremely dignified.

Suddenly, the air was filled with an unusual smell.

It was as if the scent of rusted blades and fresh blood from a battlefield.

A grandeur that was suffocating covered the skies and the earth.

However, within Mou Chen’s eyes, an intense excitement was evident.

Because he saw countless terrifying beings within Ghost Mountain, all prostrating before this presence that was like endless darkness.

Lady Xianshan’s smile faded, and she sighed lightly, “It’s a pity that the Corpse Demon Clan continues with difficulty, with only one of the sixteen royal families remaining.

That her tyrannical bloodline could continue in this world is already a miracle.

She has yet to find a suitable heir before stepping into the muddy waters of the Demon Clan, truly regrettable.”

Mou Chen asked, “You have great confidence in your mother?”

Lady Xianshan smiled ambiguously and affirmed, “She will die.”

Mou Chen laughed as well, his gaze equally confident, “Our clan has long known that Emperor Chenghuang has long since left the Eastern Sea and is now within Xianling City, guarded by two ancient Venerable Immortals.

Do you think that person would come unprepared and attempt the impossible?”

Lady Xianshan fell silent for a moment, then said, “I can’t understand what benefits you demons have promised her that would allow her to go to such lengths.”

Mou Chen smiled and kept silent.

In the sky above, a Thunder Sea formed.

Within the Thunder Sea, there was an endless eternal night.

The hundred-layer defense array of Xianling City, under the torrential downpour of thunder, shattered into numerous fragments and pieces.

The realm of thunder was like a sea, and thunderbolts from all directions turned the entire world into a vast endless white silver world.

Three thousand Silver Thunder Stairs, countless thunders falling, suspending a throne.

Atop the throne, a woman sat resting her chin in her hands; she was the sovereign clothed in robes, dominating the Eight Desolates, wearing a blood robe and light armor, her slender and straight legs perfectly shaped by a pair of silver war boots.

Though she was a woman, there was not the slightest hint of demure femininity; instead, she emanated a majestic, overwhelming aura that seemed as if she was naturally born to rule the skies.