Chapter 313

Chapter 313: Master, Run!

The Formless Demon Lord’s face stiffened, and his body trembled.

"Han Ziyu, it has been difficult for us to meet; why do you say farewell as soon as we do?" The Formless Demon Lord forced a faint smile and walked toward Han Ziyu.

"Sister, ignore this damned bastard; let’s leave." Yu Ziyi said coldly, pulling Han Ziyu and preparing to leave.

"Han Ziyu, Yu Ziyi…"

The Formless Demon Lord looked anxious; he prided himself on being romantic, but in every affair, he gave his true heart, and he genuinely liked Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi.

However, too many women had been involved with him, forcing him to hide his identity.

Now that the two had come personally, it also brought back joyful memories of their shared past.

"Brother Mu, farewell for now," Han Ziyu said with tears.

"Wait."

Gritting his teeth, the Formless Demon Lord said, "I know I made many romantic debts in the past, but in recent years, I focused on cultivation and no longer fooled around."

"As long as you ask, I’m willing to make up for my debts to you."

His gaze was deep as he silently awaited their reply.

If it wasn’t excessive, he could offer compensation.

After all, he was at fault first.

Yu Ziyi’s eyes flickered with a gleam of slyness; she nudged Han Ziyu’s elbow, signaling her to speak up.

Han Ziyu stopped walking.

"Sister, a person’s nature is hard to change; even if he reforms now, he might slip back later," Yu Ziyi said coldly, "What’s more, he has so many romantic debts unpaid; what if creditors show up?"

Han Ziyu frowned tightly, seeming to weigh things.

Seeing this, the Formless Demon Lord’s sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he solemnly said, "Let what’s past remain past."

Han Ziyu’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly; the implied meaning was that the Formless Demon Lord was willing to cut ties with his past, which sounded like a commitment.

"Brother Mu, I need a promise," Han Ziyu said.

"A Heavenly Dao vow,"

Yu Ziyi added.

The Formless Demon Lord’s expression changed; a Heavenly Dao vow bound one to the Heavenly Dao, and if broken, one could never avoid divine retribution. Though he was a powerhouse at the end of the Great Dao, he still lived under Heavenly Dao constraints.

"Impossible," the Formless Demon Lord shook his head; he hadn’t reached his full potential yet and could ascend to the ultimate realm; why sacrifice his path for an affair?

Having cultivated to this level, the Formless Demon Lord’s Dao heart was unshakable like iron; nothing could sway his pursuit of the Dao.

He could compensate them with treasures, pills, or even spend time with them, but making a Heavenly Dao vow crossed his limits.

"Since you refuse, just wait for your old flames to come knocking one after another!" Yu Ziyi said angrily.

"Hold it!"

The Formless Demon Lord’s expression turned icy, his demeanor growing cold and severe; he tore off all pretense and glared at Yu Ziyi, "I was about to ask how you found me.

For tens of thousands of years, things had been peaceful, but suddenly the two located him; if there were no hidden secrets in this, the Formless Demon Lord firmly refused to believe."

"Who is helping you?" Formless Demon Lord said coldly.

At this moment, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He practiced the [Formless Celestial Demon Sutra](/docs/FormlessCelestialDemonSutra), so his demonic nature was extremely profound. If it hadn’t been for cherishing his past bonds with Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi, he would have already used harsh methods.

Formless Demon Lord would never permit a potential threat.

"Are you going to attack us?" Yu Ziyi asked, a hint of fear appearing deep in her eyes.

Han Ziyu also felt completely disheartened.

In Formless Demon Lord’s mind, the two were not even as important as the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Speak!"

Formless Demon Lord revealed his savage face. His extreme domain abruptly unfolded, enveloping them. A terrifying aura descended, and all of their magic power and Dao essence were sealed away.

"Out of regard for our past affection, I don’t want to get serious," Formless Demon Lord said without expression, reverting to his faceless being form. "Who exactly guided you to find me?"

The aura kept growing stronger, forcing Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi to half-kneel on the ground. Both women could not believe that Formless Demon Lord was actually attacking them.

"The Master was right about the information. Deep down, you are a rebellious misfit who betrays your sect and your affections. You were born a demon!" Yu Ziyi said resentfully.

"The Master?"

Formless Demon Lord’s voice deepened. "Exactly who is it?"

His killing intent became heavier.

Could the person behind this truly know his real identity?

"It’s the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

Han Ziyu spoke the answer as if she were a puppet.

She sensed that if she didn’t tell Formless Demon Lord, he might actually strike at them.

"Heaven’s Secret Pavilion? Why have I never heard of it?" Formless Demon Lord said, his tone revealing some disbelief.

Swish!

Han Ziyu activated her magic power, sending two jade slips flying towards Formless Demon Lord.

"These two jade slips contain your entire life’s information, compiled by the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion in the time it takes to finish a cup of tea," Han Ziyu said. "If you don’t believe it, attack now."

She closed her eyes, but this time she did not weep.

The person before her was not worth shedding another tear for.

Formless Demon Lord’s Divine Sense flooded into the jade slips. The more he read, the more alarmed he grew, and his killing intent nearly solidified into substance.

It was terrifying that someone in the world investigated his every experience so clearly, without a single error.

"This person not only knows my experiences but also the flaws in my powers and techniques. If I do not eliminate him, my vulnerabilities will forever be held in someone else’s grasp."

Formless Demon Lord’s killing intent surged towards the heavens.

How could a dignified Demon Lord allow his vulnerabilities to fall into others’ hands?

"Where is Heaven’s Secret Pavilion located?" Formless Demon Lord inquired coldly.

Yu Ziyi mocked with a sneer. "The name of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is known to everyone in all realms. Simply ask anyone, and they’ll tell you where it is."

"We’ve told you all you wanted to know. Kill us if you must."

Formless Demon Lord said lightly, "You may leave."

Not only did he retain some affection for Yu Ziyi and Han Ziyu, but both represented the Moon Goddess Sect and Primal Chaos Heavenly Sect – colossal entities rivaling the Taihao Heavenly Sect.

The women possessed lofty status; killing them would invite relentless pursuit from their sects.

While unafraid, Formless Demon Lord wished to avoid unnecessary complications.

Exchanging anguished glances, Han Ziyu and Yu Ziyi overflowed with regret.

They had schemed and paid dearly to find Formless Demon Lord, only to reap this bitter outcome. The character for affection truly wounds people deepest.

The extreme domain dissipated as the two women transformed into streaks of light and departed.

"Once I seize this Shadow Realm’s fortune, I’ll pay Heaven’s Secret Pavilion a visit."

Channeling his power, Formless Demon Lord extended a hand covering tens of thousands of miles of dragon veins. Activating his devouring ability, vast currents of fortune surged into his body.

"Uncle Master! He—he’s refining the Shadow Realm’s fortune!"

Watching this, several Yama Hall true immortals turned ashen-faced—this fortune was the very foundation sustaining their hold over the Shadow Realm.

"Let him take it."

The white-robed Immortal King sighed deeply. Though he wished to protect the realm’s fortune, the power eluded him.

Any objection would likely spell instant annihilation.

Boom!

As the fortune streamed into the demon lord, the hundred-thousand-mile dragon vein chain collapsed. Yama Hall crumbled into complete ruin.

Simultaneously.

The Shadow Realm’s spiritual energy began shifting.

Throughout the skies and lands, spiritual energy slowly withered.

Across the realm, omens of natural calamities surfaced.

The true immortals paled in shock. They hadn’t realized devouring fortune could jeopardize an entire world, depleting spiritual energy and birthing disasters.

"Fortune forms a world’s bedrock," declared the white-robed Immortal King gravely. "This demon cultivator plunders it like a parasite. The realm naturally declines."

"Many millennia will pass before the Shadow Realm’s fortune coalesces anew."

High above the void.

Having swallowed the realm’s fortune whole, Formless Demon Lord manifested a mysterious ruddy-gold halo above the Purple Palace primordial spirit.

Blessed by fortune, his primordial spirit gained piercing clarity and continuous enlightenment.

"How wondrous fortune proves. No wonder ancient schemers sought its accumulation to pierce the final realm." Tasting power, greed sparked within him.

"Were I to refine the fortunes of world after world, melting them into one… would such transcendence unveil the Three Yuan Proof’s ultimate truth?"

Formless Demon Lord lost himself in grandiose visions.

He remained utterly indifferent to the Shadow Realm’s ensuing spiritual famine, catastrophic disasters, and societal collapse.

To him, fortune existed solely as a tool for ascension.

"However, before refining the destiny luck, I must make a trip to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion to eliminate all potential threats." Formless Demon Lord’s murderous intent surged violently, "Now that I have destiny luck protecting my body, I’m impervious to all evil and feel divinely aided."

"Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is doomed to be annihilated by me."

…

"Sister, we can’t just walk away like this."

After flying out of the Shadow Realm, Yu Ziyi suddenly spoke up, "That scoundrel Mu Daoting is a great demon. Once he learns that the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion leaked his whereabouts and deduced his flaws, he will surely refuse to spare the master."

Hearing this, Han Ziyu’s expression flickered with subtle emotion.

The stronger the cultivators became, the less they wanted their own secrets to be known.

"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion has long resided in the lower realm; his strength probably isn’t very impressive at all. That bastard possesses late-stage Immortal Venerable cultivation. We must go warn the master," Yu Ziyi declared resolutely.

"That makes sense."

Han Ziyu said, "The master is innocent and shouldn’t lose his life for nothing."

Once they agreed on this, the two immediately rushed to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion with all their might.

One day later.

Two returned to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Master, escape quickly!"

Yu Ziyi urged urgently.

Inside Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, not a soul was there.

"Why is no one here?"

The two were dumbfounded.

"You two, we meet again."

A ripple stirred in the void of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, and Ye Xu emerged from a fold of space-time. He had been studying the Chaos Divine Vine but sensed their arrival, so he revealed himself.

"You two still failed."

Ye Xu sighed softly.

The affairs of love in the world were complex and tangled; seeing the outcome for Yu Ziyi and Han Ziyu, Ye Xu preferred to remain a single, contentedly focusing on business and profit—wasn’t that far sweeter?

"It appears our secret couldn’t be concealed from you, Master," Han Ziyu said with a desolate voice, "You actually already knew everything, didn’t you?"

Ye Xu smiled faintly but didn’t answer.

"Master, no need to say more," Yu Ziyi pressed hastily, "Mu Daoting is a formidable demon at late Immortal Venerable stage. Since you’ve calculated his origins, weaknesses, and secrets, he won’t give you any mercy."

"In my view, he is probably already on his way to kill you right now."

Han Ziyu nodded.

"Because we two have brought this life-threatening danger upon you, Master, we are willing to make amends."

Ye Xu gave a soft chuckle.

The very moment they entered Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, he knew about Mu Daoting’s impending arrival. Just an Immortal Venerable? Like the Dark Emperor and White Emperor, he was a minor nuisance.

He gazed at the two women and said with a laugh, "You two, why ever would you assume I couldn’t defeat him?"