My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 704 - 456: The Reappearance of Mount Tu (Combined)_3

As for this Heavenly Demon, Zhu Yu saw its origin at a glance—it was just a regional Blue Demon. Though troublesome, it posed no real threat.

When the Blue Demon emerged, Chen Yi's mind wavered momentarily, but his blade and sword never stopped. Countless streams of light surged forth, breaking through repeatedly. Yet his footsteps remained steady, darting forward like lightning.

The sinister demonic aura spread, leaving only two pinpoints of golden light intact. These were the immortal essences of the two True Monarchs. As long as these fragments of immortality persisted, no matter how the Blue Demon wreaked havoc, it could still be constrained by the golden shackles. As the shadow-clad figure and the Magic Platform drew closer, Wuling True Monarch's face turned pale, for the Heavenly Demon within the rift was still struggling, attempting to break free of its bonds.

Wuling True Monarch cursed furiously, "Wretched beast! Obey us, and you may yet have a sliver of hope for survival. If we perish, you will rot eternally in the frigid void!"

The Blue Demon's struggles lessened momentarily, the golden shackles firmly locking around its head. Its grotesque features twisted in rage as sharp claws gripped the rift tightly. In its crimson eyes, the silhouette of Chen Yi was reflected, heralding the emergence of the Heavenly Demon.

As the Blue Demon clawed its way out, an anomaly suddenly occurred.

A colossal force of suction erupted from the deeper pitch-black void.

The Blue Demon's crimson eyes abruptly shriveled in shock, and its expression of fury shifted into panic and despair. It thrashed furiously to climb out, its sharp claws cracking apart, yet its form was slowly being pulled inward. Amid the uncertain faces of the two True Monarchs, a massive hand wreathed in demonic energy emerged from above and seized the Blue Demon's head. Its trembling eyes flickered beneath the fingers.

With a thunderous crack.

The Blue Demon's head burst apart like a watermelon, scattering fragments as wisps of demonic aura dissipated into nothingness.

A chilling sensation spread through the two True Monarchs' bodies, their eyes wide open.

From the abyssal depths of the dark rift, six blood-red eyes emerged suddenly.

Taihe True Monarch's lips trembled, attempting to speak but failing,

"How could it be…"

Before the words were fully uttered, a shadow broke out violently, sweeping over the Magic Platform. With the flash of a golden light extinguished, Wuling True Monarch's quivering gaze caught the sight of only a headless corpse drenched in immortal blood. After taking two staggering steps, it collapsed to the ground.

He seemed to hear the faint echoes of Taihe True Monarch's final dying whispers,

Tao Wu.

As the thought emerged, another headless corpse appeared on the Magic Platform.

The two points of golden light abruptly vanished.

The heavens and earth plunged into darkness, the Sword Pool fell still, and the gathered immortals instinctively turned their heads. Even Jinggu True Monarch paused in his steps and looked back, only to see the terrifying head emerging from the abyssal night.

Moments ago, Zhu Yu stood unshaken amid the clash of Sword Intent and the countless Sword Qi wielded by Jinggu True Monarch. Yet now, there was a pale streak upon his face.

No one knew why one of the Four Great Evils of antiquity had arrived, but the immense Tao Wu casually discarded the remains of the Blue Demon, seizing the rift. Like budding seedlings breaking through the earth, it forced its massive form through the fissure.

Its six blood-red eyes focused solely on one person in the heavens and earth.

Chen Yi froze mid-step.

His gaze locked with the six eyes.

An inexplicable and eerie aura spread, as the bloated, grotesque face split into a chilling grin.

It recognized him!

Chen Yi's mind trembled violently, birthing countless demons within.

In the waters of his cave mansion, the lake boiled, and the Heavenly Eye opened wide, attempting to emit golden light, but it was devoured by the pervasive pitch-blackness. Amid roiling darkness, something seemed to roar, encasing Chen Yi's mind completely.

He abruptly raised his head, only to realize he no longer knew where he was. Everywhere he looked, nothing but thick and impenetrable darkness surrounded him.

Behind him, something seemed to be there, radiating intense hostility.

When he turned his head, he met six blood-red eyes.

Chen Yi's breathing quickened, a sharp, bone-deep pain instantly ripping through him. Forgotten memories of his previous life collided violently amidst the darkness. He instinctively avoided those six eyes, gripped by an ineffable fear that emerged from the depths of his soul.

Who was this Tao Wu?

Just as the thought surfaced, his head felt as though it were boiling over with excruciating pain!

Tao Wu still stared at him, still locked on, as if interrogating him—mocking him with its cruel laughter. Unintelligible, cryptic speech passed through Chen Yi's ears, like sinister demonic sounds stabbing into his consciousness. His entire body felt like it was detonating, his soul was torn apart hundreds of times and pieced back together just as many. His Three Souls and Seven Spirits quivered and warped under this torment.

Amid the chaos of his mind, Tao Wu's gaze bore through his Heart Lake, toward the concealed resplendence of the golden Heavenly Eye, and it spoke human words in a harsh and guttural voice:

"That… is mine…"

The darkness seemed to boil over as Tao Wu extended a gigantic hand toward it.

Chen Yi's soul writhed, the pain stabbing unbearably. He could make no sense of what was unfolding, only feeling the brutal sensation of his eyes being torn apart. Images flickered chaotically in his mind, warped and twisted, as his consciousness sank deeper and deeper into oblivion. Just as he was about to descend entirely, a thousand-fold familiar voice suddenly echoed beside his ears,

"Yi'er…"

Amid his struggle, Chen Yi turned to look back.

Within the encroaching black barrier, a faintly glowing, nine-tailed silhouette blocked Tao Wu's path.

Was this the remnant of a soul?

Chen Yi suddenly burst into tears, hot and unrelenting.

The Tushan Clan…

So, Anhou's words were not baseless after all. She did leave a fragment of her soul behind in the mortal realm,

but the remnant of his mother's soul would never reside elsewhere—it remained in his will, within his heart.