As the final piece of information surfaced, Song Yan was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.

A chilling sensation crept densely over his heart in an instant.

He hadn't felt like this in a very, very long time.

If not for the "Remaining Life Dao Fruit", this time he would have truly fallen into the trap.

Such a trap could indeed be described as "imperceptible as the spring rain".

He quietly raised his hand, wiped the sweat, glanced outside the stone chamber, and saw the Corpse Demon, Song Yan, and Su Yao. Only then did his heart settle a little, but in the next moment, he saw Long Muyun not far away.

He roughly understood the role played by "Long Muyun".

This ancestor from the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race was definitely not an "Immortal" but a "Divine"!

Long ago, he had learned the truth about "Immortal and Divine" from the Nine-Child Demon Mother. Over the years, he had come to understand that: the Immortal Position chooses independence, unrestrained by the heavens and earth, with greater potential, but if calamity strikes, one must bear it alone; the Divine List chooses to return directly to the heavens and earth, thus able to mobilize more heavenly power, but the upper limit is capped, and the Lifebound Secret Realm one nurtures is not one's own to command, rather it will be used by the heavens and earth to fill the Soul Threshold at crucial times.

An Immortal, unless fallen, will not have their tribe conscripted by the heavens and earth; a Divine, from the very moment of birth, has their fate determined by the heavens and earth.

The "master of the heavens and earth" mentioned in the information just now is inevitably the creator of this Level 4 Cultivation Profound Realm, and Long Muyun is the Divine, the servant of that master.

Her ultimate purpose here is to be the "master of heavens and earth's incarnation", thus, what role she truly plays is... the examiner!

Only by passing her test, one is qualified to cultivate the "Cutting Three Corpses" Magic Technique, thereby becoming the backup incarnation for the master of heavens and earth.

Therefore, when Long Muyun had fought him just now, she definitely hadn't used her full strength!

In an instant, Song Yan had already sorted out the relationships and made a basic deduction.

But...

Since this is the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm, and before the Celestial Venerable's death, there was once a terrifying battle here, leading to many masters' corpses falling within the secret realm.

What role did the Celestial Venerable play then?

What was the cause of the battle?

Was the Celestial Venerable truly the incarnation of the master of heavens and earth, or... was the Celestial Venerable actually the victim?

All the mysteries rolled in like thick smoke.

The heavens and earth are about to collapse, each harboring ulterior motives, everywhere lies unimaginable dangers and traps.

Long Muyun looked at him in surprise and respectfully asked: "Master, why are you drenched in sweat?"

Song Yan came to his senses and naturally said: "I just thought of the four words 'Supreme Forgetting Emotions' on the green stele when I came here, and felt they were quite fitting for this Supreme Technique, but my desires are too strong. As soon as I start cultivating, my mind becomes restless, various desires surfacing uncontrollably, hence... the heat caused me to sweat."

After speaking, he waved at Su Yao and said: "Come here, relieve my worries."

Long Muyun was about to say something when her heart stirred suddenly, and she said: "Speaking of a mouse, here comes one indeed. Master, I'll go handle it."

Song Yan said: "What mouse?"

Long Muyun: "It's an acquaintance of the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, perhaps also an acquaintance of the master, Vilampu."

Song Yan nodded, and that cold white figure swept its long sleeves and turned to leave.

Song Yan closed the stone door, placed Su Yao on his lap, held her in his arms, and enjoyed a moment of delight. When it was over, he suddenly put away the Nine-Child Demon Mother Lock.

He could feel Su Yao's body stiffen, and her eyes become numb.

Song Yan asked: "Anything you want to say?"

Su Yao leaned against his ear and coldly said: "One day, I will definitely exterminate you evildoers!"

Though their bodies clung tightly, the warmth between flesh was like flames rising from a blazing furnace, so affectionate, so inseparable, yet the words of hatred resonated in Song Yan's ear.

Su Yao was no longer afraid of death because she had already died, then lived a life worse than death, in a drunken stupor for hundreds of years.

Hearing her words, Song Yan felt an indescribable message rise in his heart, and he took a long breath, as if rejuvenated, completing a "restart" after falling into a trap.

Song Yan lifted her chin and said: "It's this version of you that looks best."

Su Yao replied: "You're insane."

Song Yan promptly removed her Blood Slave Ancient Talisman and then gently advised: "Even if you wish to cut down evil, you need skills and strategy.

You're not a little maiden of a dozen years anymore, don't act like before.

You've surely observed the Demon Mother's methods over these many years, learn more of them.

A blood-stained hand wielding a slaughtering knife may not be unable to do good deeds; those untouched by dust may not be true good people.

Time waits for no one, if you wish to carry out your ideas, you must seize the time to advance!"

After saying that, he gave a firm "slap".

Su Yao coldly looked at him and said: "You'd better keep controlling me, because I'm aware of everything you've done to me, and once you lift the control... I can't help but hate you."

Song Yan laughed: "I won't put the Demon Mother Lock on you anymore, nor will I plant a Blood Slave Talisman. I want you to feel humiliated."

Feeling Su Yao's hateful gaze, he pulled up his pants, took a deep breath, and waved his hand saying: "You can get out now."

Su Yao tidied her dress, cleaned her body, and turned to leave. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned back and said: "Don't regret it."

Song Yan frowned and said: "Foolish woman, think about the context before you say harsh words, not everyone is as merciful to you as I am."

Click...click click click...

Thud!

The stone door opened and closed again.

Song Yan felt a kind of steady "positive energy" drawn from Su Yao, making him feel inexplicably happy and joyful, as if a desert traveler about to die of thirst had drunk a drop of sweet dew.

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