Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1046: Ending in Mutual Destruction
That battle was not just between the Demon Lord Nie Jiuque and the Soul-suppressing Beast, it involved the entire Demon Realm and Netherworld, with the Immortal Realm also entangled.
Nie Jiuque was naturally no match for the Soul-suppressing Beast. In the first battle, he returned defeated.
But it wasn’t long before he rallied his forces and stormed into the Netherworld, and this time he was clearly prepared. Somehow, he had acquired a Magic Artifact, and used his own blood to cast a grand formation, trapping both himself and the Soul-suppressing Beast within it.
Nie Jiuque at the time was making a desperate last stand. He declared that as long as the Netherworld returned the soul of the Immortal Shang Ying to him, he would withdraw his forces immediately and would never set foot in the Netherworld again. For the damage caused by him to the Netherworld, he was willing to compensate even if it meant cutting flesh and bone.
If they refused, he was willing to be reduced to ashes, but he vowed to make the Netherworld suffer restlessly.
In that battle, the Netherworld suffered considerable damage. The Soul-suppressing Beast, knowing the stakes, couldn’t possibly hold onto the soul of the Immortal Shang Ying over pride alone, risking mutual destruction.
Everyone at that time thought the Soul-suppressing Beast would put the greater good first and hand over the soul of the Immortal Shang Ying for the sake of the entire Netherworld. Unexpectedly, something strange happened—the Soul-suppressing Beast just went berserk, constantly attacking Nie Jiuque. It even attacked many Ghost Messengers of the Netherworld, scattering their souls.
According to the account of a Ghost Messenger present at the time, the Soul-suppressing Beast lost control due to the formation set by Nie Jiuque and the Magic Artifact. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
When that battle broke out, other realms were also affected. Back then, Feng Liyan, though only 300 years old and in the Demon Realm, felt quite the shock, which shows how terrifying that battle truly was.
The demons and ghosts who participated in that battle probably break out in a cold sweat even thinking about it now.
That battle ended with both the Demon Lord Nie Jiuque and the Soul-suppressing Beast perishing together.
No one ever thought that one was a prodigiously talented, strategic, and young Demon Lord full of potential; the other, a spiritual entity formed from the earth’s yin energy, guarding the Netherworld for millions of years. They were supposed to have no interaction, yet due to an Immortal, ended in such a way, leaving behind a millennium of infamy.
And no one would ever have thought that the Soul-suppressing Beast didn’t have its soul scattered, and even reincarnated into a human a thousand years later.
Since the Soul-suppressing Beast was no longer suppressing the Netherworld, the solitary efforts of the Underworld King were insufficient to manage the billions of fierce ghosts and evil spirits. Xiao Bun said that the Netherworld’s increasing instability and unrest recently was due to the absence of the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Since it didn’t have its soul scattered, then what about the Demon Lord Nie Jiuque?
Throughout this millennium, the Demon Realm has never elected a new Demon Lord. Despite Zuo Yan’s ambitions, he has not succeeded in ascending to the throne of the Demon Lord, could it be...
The thought that the Demon Lord might also have reincarnated as a human, or perhaps has already returned to the Demon Realm secretly recuperating, weighed heavily on Feng Liyan’s mind.
He couldn’t understand, since the people of the Demon Realm have already found Jun Moyan, why did they only temporarily seal him instead of outright killing him?
What is their motive?
Also, how did they know the Soul-suppressing Beast didn’t have its soul scattered, reincarnated into a human, and even managed to find him?
Wen Xiao’ai, waiting impatiently nearby, saw Feng Liyan’s pale face and deep seriousness, staring at the Mirror of Past Lives seemingly lost in thought, and walked straight over.
Only then did Feng Liyan come back to his senses, quickly waving his hand to put away the Mirror of Past Lives.
"Did you see anything or not? Was that the Mirror of Past Lives just now? What are you doing with the Mirror of Past Lives?" Wen Xiao’ai was puzzled by Feng Liyan’s panicked and chaotic behavior.
