Morning Star

Chapter 406: Lord of Canghao 2

The young man was relieved to see this, and guessed that nothing big would happen again to disrupt the balance of power in the world, so he fell asleep again.

This sleep lasted quite a long time.

When I woke up, the mysterious continents had undergone earth-shaking changes again, but this time the changes were not for the good.

The reason was that the people who cultivated spiritual energy and the people who cultivated demonic energy were fighting. Although the demonic energy cultivators were stronger than the spiritual energy cultivators of the same level, they were few in number, so the demonic energy cultivators suffered heavy losses every time.

And once they start fighting, countless lives will be sacrificed to quell the conflict.

In order to avoid further fighting between the two sides, the young man had to create another space near the Netherworld outside the Wanqian Xuan Realm for the magic practitioners to practice, and named it the Demon Realm.

But not all demon cultivators in the Xuanjie Continent are willing to go to the Demon Realm. As for the few who don’t want to go to the Demon Realm, the young man does not force them.

After the demon cultivators left, many changes occurred in both worlds. But wars still could not be avoided. However, compared with the previous wars between demons and spirits, the wars were much smaller and occurred less frequently. This did not bring much impact, so the boy did not intervene.

However, as the lifespan of living beings increased, the cultivation levels of some living beings that lived longer also became higher and higher. A small number of them had already far surpassed other cultivators, and were almost capable of slaughtering an entire world.

Their bodies, blood, and spiritual energy have also undergone tremendous changes compared to before, and have become another kind of life form that is stronger than other species in the Xuan Realm.

The spiritual energy in their bodies turned into a new force that was similar to spiritual energy but more powerful as their physical conditions changed.

The current strength of the Xuanjie Continent cannot allow them to absorb and cultivate for a long time, and they cannot withstand the release of their strength. Although they rarely participate in wars, once they participate, it will cause great turbulence in the power of the Xuanjie Continent, which can easily lead to an imbalance of power.

However, this kind of situation has never happened in the Demon Realm. Even if cultivators of the same level participated in the war, it would not lead to an imbalance of power. At most, it would cause ruins, but it would be restored to its original state after thousands of years.

As for the underworld that was created at the beginning, there has never been a war because it is governed by the Lord of the Underworld, and everything has been in order until now.

According to the situation of the Demon Realm, the boy created a space opposite the Demon Realm with the Netherworld as the center, named it the God Realm, and formulated some rules.

In the Xuanjie Continent, cultivators who have reached a certain level of cultivation must enter the Divine Realm, and can only fight in the Divine Realm. When leaving the Divine Realm, they must seal their cultivation within the range that the Xuanjie Continent can bear. And they are not allowed to fight in the Xuanjie Continent unless it is necessary.

As time passed, and countless seasons passed, the number of people in the God's Domain gradually increased. They had a supreme administrator, the God Emperor. Under the management of the God Emperor, the cultivators who came to the God's Domain had their own positions. And after discussion, many rules were added to the original rules.

The bodies of the cultivators who were able to enter the divine realm had undergone tremendous changes, so they named themselves gods. The young man was honored by them as the Lord God.

At the same time, the power they are practicing now is also called the power of Haohua.

In order to better maintain the balance of power in the mysterious world, the young man handed over most of the related affairs to the divine realm.

In the long river of time, the existence of the God Realm became a yearning for all kinds of cultivators in the Mysterious Realm except for the Demonic Cultivators. After that, all the creatures in the Mysterious Realm began to practice desperately.

Year after year, not many cultivators have reached the level of cultivation required to enter the divine realm.

At this time, the Demon Realm was still engaging in group fights from time to time.

Seeing that the God Realm and the Netherworld were in good order, the boy picked the most suitable supreme administrator in the Demon Realm. Perhaps it was because the demonic energy was too overbearing that the demon cultivators particularly liked to fight.

So in order to reduce the occurrence of fighting, the young man changed the bloodline of the Demon Realm's highest administrator so that he could better manage the Demon Realm.

The highest administrator of the Demon Realm was later called the Demon Lord by the demons, and the young man also had a new title - the Demon God.

However, when a demon cultivates to the same level as a god, his body will not change. After observation, the young man concluded that this is related to the fact that their physical constitution has changed when they first began to cultivate demonic energy.

However, after cultivating to a level comparable to that of gods, the demonic energy in their bodies will change and become a new power, and this power is similar to demonic energy.

The demons in the Demon Realm call this power the power of stars and moons, which is exactly the opposite of the mighty power of the God Realm.

The power of Haohua is more suitable for practicing during the day, while the power of stars and moon is more suitable for practicing at night.

Everything calmed down again.

The boy liked walking around the Xuanjie Continent more and more, but the place he stayed the longest was the Demon Realm. Perhaps it was because although the demons in the Demon Realm liked to fight, they were very sentimental and would not betray their relatives and companions because of one or two things.

Logically speaking, the God Realm and the Demon Realm would not intersect, but some demons were playful and liked to go to the Xuanjie Continent. Therefore, the demons intersected with the creatures on the Xuanjie Continent.

The God Realm was responsible for maintaining the balance of power in the Xuanjie Continent, so it had to keep an eye on the movements of the demons that came to the Xuanjie Continent to prevent them from doing anything that would affect the balance of power. Thus, the God Realm and the Demon Realm intersected.

In the past few years, the two domains got along well, but later on, due to different concepts, they often quarreled. The gods in the God Realm who disliked the Demon Realm would go to the Demon Realm to cause trouble, and at the same time, the demons would go to the God Realm to cause trouble. Subsequently, casualties occurred one after another, and the two domains became incompatible.

No one knew when a god of war was born in the Divine Realm who was more powerful than the Divine Emperor, the supreme ruler of the Divine Realm.

The God of War is a girl.

Rather than saying that the girl is a god, it would be better to say that she is more like a demon. Because in addition to cultivating the power of Haohua, she also likes to fight like a demon. When she has nothing to do all day, she will come to the Demon Realm to fight with the boy, or she will surround the boy and quarrel with him.

Knowing the boy's identity, she was not afraid of him. Instead, she gave him a name, Chenxi, without his permission.

This was the first time since the boy was born that someone gave him a name. In the past, people, demons, gods, monsters, etc. only called him benefactor, benefactor, god, or devil. No one had ever thought of giving him a name, not even himself.

From this moment on, the boy's body underwent some changes. He should have been born without a gender, but from the moment the girl named him, he had a gender without knowing it.

He himself couldn't figure out why such a change occurred. But he had to admit that something in his body seemed to be beating the moment the girl gave him a name.

The feeling was very similar to the beating of that thing they call a heart.

Before he could figure out the changes in his body, the Divine Realm and the Demonic Realm started fighting.

He watched the battle between the two domains, and saw that the Demon Realm suffered heavy losses because of the presence of the young girl in the God Realm.

The war between the two domains undoubtedly made him angry. He liked the temperament of the demons in the Demon Realm. He had stayed in the Demon Realm longer than in the God Realm, so he chose to help the Demon Realm.

The God Realm was severely damaged in the end, and the girl was also severely injured and about to die. The Demon Realm won, but because he did not act in time, he also suffered heavy losses.

After the anger subsided, the boy was filled with sadness when he saw this scene. He began to doubt whether what he did was right or wrong, but no one came to help him answer.

Seeing the dying girl, he felt his heart ache. For the first time, he knew what regret was. But it was too late.

He didn't want the girl to die, nor did he want any more war between the two regions.

He had lived too long, so long that he knew the warmth and coldness of human nature, so long that his body had changed, so long that he had a beating heart...

So the young man destroyed his own body and soul to prevent any more war between the two realms, but he only saved the girl.

Maybe he really has changed. But he doesn't know why, and he hasn't figured it out yet. But it shouldn't matter now, right?

Maybe it doesn’t matter anymore…right?

Everything in front of him disappeared with the boy's self-destruction, and then turned into a vast expanse of white, with an endless expanse of white ice under his feet.

Snowflakes are floating in the white sky.

A sword surrounded by a mysterious light blue gas was suspended on the ice, as if everything that had just happened was created by the sword.

Mo Xinglan stood in this empty space, lowered his eyes to look at himself, only to find that his body was alternating between real and unreal, as if he was about to disappear from this world.

He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, but he clearly remembered the scenes that the sword made him see.

Looking at the sword, he hesitated for a moment and then reached out to take it in his hand.

At this moment, the light blue gas around the sword quickly floated into his body. Finally, the sword disappeared into his hand. He lowered his eyes to look at his hands and feet, which seemed to be more solid than before.

At this moment, fragments of memories flashed through his mind. Those were his past, things he had forgotten.

He remembered again that Jiuer had been driven away by him.

It was he who didn't let Jiuer leave, and it was he who kept clinging to Jiuer. Jiuer clearly didn't want to leave, but he drove her away.

It was as if the world suddenly collapsed. Mo Xinglan knelt weakly on the ground, and tears as big as beans fell from his blood-red eyes and hit the pure white ice surface.

He had no intention of thinking about why he could shed tears when he was just a shattered soul.

He regretted it.

Why did he drive Jiuer away?

"Jiu'er...Jiu'er...Wu..."

"I regret it, Jiuer... I regret it... I'm sorry... Jiuer... oooo..."

"Jiu'er, can you please come back? Please...can you please come back...wuah——"

He knelt alone in this white world where he seemed to be the only one, crying like an abandoned child.

He hadn't cried so hard since his mother died.

But no matter how loud he cried, the girl he was thinking of could not hear him and could not respond to him.

No, it’s not that there was no response.

The girl who was guarding him in the Demon Realm saw that he suddenly started crying again, and crying even harder than last time. No matter what she said or how she comforted him, she could not stop the tears from falling from the corners of his eyes.

The boy's already pale face became even paler because of this sudden change of emotion. His eyes were tightly closed and his brows were tightly furrowed. He looked extremely sad.

The emotional changes were so great that his fragile body could not bear it, and his injuries showed some signs of worsening. For the first time, blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

This change frightened Chujiu so much that his face turned pale and tears flowed uncontrollably.

She hurriedly asked Shi Yuan to prepare a medicinal bath, and then asked Fang Hao to find the doctor who had been diagnosing Mo Xinglan.

On the ninth day of the lunar month, when he was extremely worried and his eyes were red and swollen from crying, Mo Xinglan's physical condition finally stabilized.

At the same time, a vague snow-white figure appeared in front of Mo Xinglan, who was still crying loudly.

"What are you crying for?"

A calm voice sounded above Mo Xinglan's head. It was not very loud, but Mo Xinglan could hear it over his own crying.

He whimpered twice, stopped crying, and looked up blankly while sobbing.

I saw a beautiful young man in snow-white clothes looking at me with a pair of colorless and transparent eyes that contained stars.

The Demon God, no, it was Lord Cang Hao who found it very interesting to see Mo Xinglan crying like this. He slowly squatted down and looked at him puzzledly.

Mo Xinglan stared at him squatting in front of her with tearful eyes. Her head was still a little confused and she didn't react to what was going on. For a moment, she didn't even recognize the person in front of her.

Lord Cang Hao saw that he didn't say anything but just stared at him stupidly, so he stared at him for a while and said, "You give me a different feeling than the first two times."

He couldn't say what the difference was.

Mo Xinglan just stared at him without saying anything.

Lord Cang Hao didn't seem to want to get his answer. He looked around and then looked at him again, like an adult looking at a child.

"You are so broken-hearted and weak, what are you doing here?"

Mo Xinglan seemed to understand what he said, and looked around blankly, and finally looked down at his legs and hands. His body seemed to become illusory again.

Lord Cang Hao: "You should stay in your body now."

"..."

Mo Xinglan slowly raised his head with lowered eyebrows, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, looking so look that people couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Lord Cang Hao took a deep breath, sighed slowly, and looked up at the snowflakes falling down.

“See these snowflakes?”

Mo Xinglan looked up, his mind still hadn't come back to its senses, or maybe he didn't want to. He looked a little silly.

"These are all your shattered souls. If you continue to stay here, the snow will get heavier and heavier until your soul is completely shattered and your body disappears. You will never be able to go back."

Mo Xinglan slowly lowered his head, pursed his lips, put his hands on his legs, and said nothing.

Jiu'er is gone, he was the one who drove her away. Without Jiu'er, what's the point of him living?

If you die, just die.

However, Mo Xinglan wanted to die, but Lord Cang Hao did not want him to die.

As if he had heard what he was thinking, Lord Cang Hao raised his hand, and a piece of ice appeared in his palm, which showed the current situation of the Demon Lord's bedroom in the Demon Palace.

The girl was lying next to his body crying, and it was unknown how long she had been crying like this.

"Go back, she's still here."

"Jiu'er." He finally spoke. As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes finally brightened.

Mo Xinglan left Cang Hao and his soul returned to his body. But he couldn't wake up, perhaps because he cried too hard before, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he returned to his body.