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Leng Fanyun sat in meditation. Ever since he had resonated with the Scarlet Flame Sword several times, he had recovered some memories. These memories were intermittent, and some of them could not be confirmed. However, a certain voice in his heart told him:

"It's true, you are the Ancient Demon Sovereign that people have to kill. You cannot escape, and you do not escape either. What you need to do is to pick up your treasured sword and use an even more ruthless method to kill those who want to kill you."

Leng Fanyun felt as if his head was about to explode, and loudly shouted:

"I'm not the Ancient Demon Sovereign, I'm Leng Fanyun. I have two brothers, I have a woman I love and a cute son. I'm just a mortal with a high level of martial arts, I'm not the Ancient Demon Sovereign!"

There was no response, only the echo of Leng Fanyun's angry voice.

Leng Fanyun sighed and abruptly woke up from his sleep, his body covered in sweat.

Suddenly, a handkerchief was placed on his face, followed by a pair of pure white arms. Those arms held a white handkerchief as they continuously wiped his face and body. He enjoyed this process, and gradually felt that the anxiety within his heart was not as serious.

Su Yuewu gently wiped the sweat off Leng Fanyun's body, and gently said:

"You've been shocked these days."

Leng Fanyun felt a warmth in his heart, but only lightly replied, "No worries, I was just having a nightmare."

Su Yuewu smiled noncommittally. After hearing the news brought by Jiang Lingbo today, Leng Fanyun was shocked and said:

"Why didn't you tell me about such an important matter earlier!"

"Senior Lin and the others said that you are an Ancient Demon Sovereign and cannot reveal your identity. It would be safer to stay in Lingyun Tower. They have already rushed to the Central Region. "

"No, I want to go too. I can't just sit by and see someone else getting hurt for me."

"But your identity …" Su Yuewu pulled Leng Fanyun's hand and pleaded.

"Don't worry about me! Take good care of Tian Tian. " Leng Fanyun shook off Su Yuewu's hand and walked away without looking back.

Su Yuewu watched Leng Fanyun's back as he left, and after a moment of absent-mindedness, Su Yuewu could clearly see the mark of fire on Leng Fanyun's forehead the moment he broke free from her grasp.

That was the symbol of the Ancient Demon Sovereign. At that moment, should he be the one who deeply loved him, Leng Fanyun, or the cruel and bloodthirsty Ancient Demon Sovereign?

Su Yuewu was puzzled, but she remembered the question that had puzzled her countless times. If Leng Fanyun awakened all of the memories and strength of the Ancient Demon Sovereign, would he still fall in love with an ordinary girl like her?

She discovered that she did not have an answer. In fact, she felt that he would no longer fall in love with her.

In that case, it was better not to become an Ancient Demon Sovereign, Su Yuewu thought to herself.

However, Leng Fanyun could not hear it. All he wanted to do was to hurry to Central Continent and help the tide to defeat the enemies in the Heaven Realm.

Every time Leng Fanyun resonated with the Crimson Smoke Sword, his strength would skyrocket. Now, he was at the seventh level of the White Profound Realm. A single cloud of profound art could easily fly over a mountain.

It was indeed a fun thing to become stronger. If it weren't for the people from Heaven Realm blocking me, this damned Ancient Demon Sovereign, why do your memories remain in me? I don't want to be you.

Leng Fanyun called out in his heart, but he could only hear the sound of the wind in his ears. The clouds were floating above his head, and he felt that his own life was just like these clouds, unpredictable and unreachable.

When they were about to reach the Central Region, a woman's voice suddenly floated over.

"Demon Sovereign, oh Demon Sovereign, why didn't you wait for me?"

Leng Fanyun rubbed his eyes, realizing that he wasn't in a dream. In his dreams, there were many people who called him this, but in reality, this was the first time someone called him this.

At first glance, Leng Fanyun saw that the woman was dressed in white, had beautiful white teeth, and an extremely beautiful face that looked fifty to sixty percent similar to Su Yuewu. If it wasn't for Su Yuewu's love of wearing red, she wouldn't be able to speak so tenderly.

"Who are you?" After confirming that it wasn't Su Yuewu, Leng Fanyun's face darkened as he coldly spoke.

"I'm the demon clan's Holy Maiden, Yao Ji. How could you forget me?"

The woman swayed her waist, but her footsteps did not stop as she slowly approached Leng Fanyun. The two of them flew at a low altitude using their profound strength, and required a very fast speed. Furthermore, they could not speak for a long time, and if they talked for too long, it would be easy for them to fall down the moment they puffed out their breath. When that woman introduced herself to Leng Fanyun, she felt a little unwell and even forced herself to approach Su Yuewu. When she wasn't careful enough, she actually fell down.

Seeing this, Leng Fanyun felt helpless and could only jump down. A thousand jin drop caught the young woman before she landed on the ground.

The woman landed lightly without any weight. Leng Fanyun felt a bit strange and suddenly came to a realization, "You must be pretending. Actually, your inner breath is so abundant, it's impossible for you to lose it in such a short time."

"Demon Sovereign has good eyesight. The little girl was indeed pretending, but he wanted to see if the Demon Sovereign was still as tender towards the fairer sex as before. Now it has been proven that this little girl has guessed correctly. The Demon Sovereign is still as gentle and considerate as before. "

If it was before, Leng Fanyun would definitely push the woman away with a look of disdain, but today, he felt that this form of address was very useful, and he had often heard of Yao Ji's name. Although it was only in his dreams, if he had heard it often, he would still have left a deep impression in his heart.

"You are Yao Ji? "Then who am I?" Leng Fanyun absentmindedly asked.

The woman giggled and said, "Aren't you asking for it just because you know it? You are the Demon Sovereign, the hero revered by all under the heavens. "

"That's not right. Aren't I the type of person that everyone can kill?" Leng Fanyun asked.

"Demon Sovereign, how can you say that? Everyone in this world is your subjects. You only need to stamp your foot and they won't be able to sleep for three days and three nights. How dare you oppose me? As for killing you, hmph, the person who killed you hasn't appeared yet? "

Leng Fanyun was baffled and asked:

"Then where are we now?"

"Of course, it's in your bedroom. Right now, it's time for me to help you bathe and change clothes."

Leng Fanyun rubbed his eyes again, and discovered that he was indeed lying on a bench decorated with gold and jade velvet clothing. Surrounding him was a magnificent hall, and the walls of the hall were decorated with carvings, murals, and even totems of dragons, phoenixes and other divine beasts.

Mist rose from the pool. It gave people a feeling of intoxication.

The woman had already changed into a new set of clothes. Golden silk sewn into shorts and a apron, those shorts were extremely extreme. They were only a few feet below her waist, revealing a pair of round and slender legs. The young lady swayed her waist, continuously stroking Leng Fanyun's body with her legs.

Leng Fanyun didn't dare to look at her long legs that were as white as jade. He closed his eyes, hoping to escape from this beautiful scene as soon as possible.

The woman was not satisfied with Leng Fanyun's performance. She kept urging, "Demon Lord, open your eyes. This servant will dance for you, to let you relieve your boredom."

Leng Fanyun had no choice but to open his eyes. As he saw the woman untie her undergarment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. Her slender waist, as well as her creamy skin, caused his blood to boil. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

The woman saw that Leng Fanyun had reacted, so she gave a charming smile and nimbly jumped onto Leng Fanyun's body, gently rubbing his muscular body.

After Leng Fanyun had been kneaded by that woman to perfection, his heart was extremely at ease. Unknowingly, his breathing was smooth, and he even gradually fell asleep.

"So useless." The woman furrowed her brows and pulled on Leng Fanyun's ear, "Honored Demon Lord, you haven't taken a bath yet, you can't fall asleep now."

Leng Fanyun let out an "oh", stood up and staggered to the pool in front of him.

In front of the Floating Cloud Pavilion on the Green Li Mountain, the five elders of the sect were practicing their battle prowess according to the five main elements. They were muttering an incantation, and five treasured swords that glowed with a green light were floating in the air above their heads.

The head of the Great Elder shouted, "Duo!"

In an instant, the five swords seemed to have understood the words of a human and swiftly turned back, crossing each other in midair, slashing horizontally, slashing to the side, cutting straight, changing forms in multiple directions, they were extremely unpredictable.

River Tide exclaimed in admiration and said: "The stuff that the Mu Clan left behind is indeed worthy of its reputation. This is because your cultivation is just a bit lacking, if someone with a profound cultivation were to activate this Sword Controlling Array, I really won't be able to withstand it."

The moment River Wave's words left his mouth, the surrounding disciples of Qing Li Sect booed. Some directly said:

"You old man, boasting shamelessly. Even if an Empyrean were to descend, they would not dare to boast like that! "

River Tide chuckled and said, "Isn't that so? This old man is an existence one level higher than an Empyrean."

All the disciples instantly became speechless.

The Great Elder suddenly said, "May I ask Senior, how did you know that the Imperial Sword Technique originated from the Mu Family? Our founder's surname was indeed Mu. "

Jiang Feng said in a disapproving manner: "It is. In these thousand years, only people from Old Mu's family know the Imperial Sword Technique. As for the rest of them, they boast like mad, but don't have any ability at all. They can't even bring up a dagger, let alone a Imperial Sword Technique."

His words caused the faces of the disciples and elders of the Qing Li Sect to change between green and white. They had often boasted that they had mastered the art of Sword Controlling Technique, but in reality, they were only able to hover their swords one to two feet in the air.

Rivers and tides ignored the criticisms made by the disciples, and wanted to say something to themselves. Two black figures quickly flashed in. More than half of the disciples dressed in white training clothes instantly fell.

River Tide was the first to discover traces of the Heaven Breaking Twin Demons, but he was unable to stop them from wantonly slaughtering the disciples of Qing Li's sect.