The System of the Immortal
Treacheries
Fang Lin and Yue hugged each other long enough, the two then kissed each other with great joy.
"I love you, Fang Gege. Hopefully, we can be together forever..." Yue smiled, and he hugged his lover very tightly.
Fang Lin himself smiled gently and stroked slowly Yue's head, "Of course... No one can separate us, even if it's death." Follow him in a soft voice.
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Dark Realm, Demon Emperor Palace.
Zhou Fan was floating in the air with both hands folded on his back, right before him were hundreds of millions of Demon troops standing firm.
The atmosphere there was so quiet and there was only the sound of breathing, no one dared to speak a single word before the Demon Emperor, Zhou Fan.
"It has been three hundred years since we gathered strength, now is the time for us to fight. I hope you're all ready, both mentally and with your strength." Zhou Fan spoke, each of his words contained such pure demonic Qi.
"There's not much I can say, but never think of losing. I am the Demon Emperor, vowing to destroy the Demon Realm and also kill the Demon God!" Zhou Fan exclaimed loudly, the land tens of thousands of kilometers away shook violently because of it.
Fifteen pillars then appeared behind Zhou Fan, each of them now holding a different weapon.
"Let's go..." Zhou Fan instantly disappeared after saying that.
While the fifteen Pillars directly directed the entire army that existed to their respective flying ships.
In a relatively short period of time 25 Flying Ships were already preparing to travel. Among all those flying boats, Zhou Fan occupied the only one of the most luxurious flying boats, he was currently in the ship's control room together with Zhang Wei, he was currently in the ship's control room, one of the pillars he trusted most.
"Is everything ready?" Zhou Fan asked without looking at it.
"All preparations are done, Emperor." Zhang Wei replied in a calm voice.
Zhou Fan nodded slowly, then said, "Good. Then let's walk..."
"Good..."
Zhang Wei began to flow his Qi, and at the same time a dimensional portal appeared right before the flying ship. He then underwent a flying ship and entered the dimensional portal.
When the flying boat occupied by Zhou Fan was already walking, the other flying boat immediately followed him from behind.
.....
Six months had passed, the flying ship Zhou Fan and the others would soon exit the dimensional passageway and reach the Demon Realm.
Right now, Zhou Fan was in a room that was not too big, he was sitting in front of a mirror and staring at himself with a flat face.
Despite looking like that, Zhou Fan was now being engulfed by endless unease. To be honest he did not have great confidence to win this war, although he had prepared many things but he was still quite hesitant.
"If you were here, perhaps victory would be in my hands..." Zhou Fan repeatedly let out a long sigh, after the departure of his master he still had no news at all about his circumstances, "Is Master still at war against the Realm of Gods, or..."
Zhou Fan's countenance turned bad, but he immediately shook his head quickly, "There's no way Sir is dead, I believe he'll be back in good shape...."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Fan asked, he walked over and opened the door of the room.
Bam!
When the door opened, Zhou Fan immediately bounced back from receiving an attack directed at him. Spouts of blood instantly burst out from his mouth, and not long after that hundreds of pale hands started popping up on Zhou Fan's body.
Those pale hands filled Zhou Fan's body, leaving only his two eyes uncluttered. In addition to locking his movements, those pale hands also sealed his strength.
"Oh, oh... Who'sisthis? Aren't you the Demon Emperor?"
A red-haired middle-aged man walked into the room, he had a firm and tall face that was almost three meters tall. He was a Demon God, a figure that Zhou Fan had long wanted to kill.
Zhou Fan's own eyes widened perfectly when he found the Demon God in his Barred Ship, his gaze then shifted towards Zhang Wei who was standing not far from where the Demon God was.
"Haha...... Too bad, you were betrayed by the subordinates you trusted the most." The Demon God laughed out loud, and such a thick demonic aura instantly filled the place.
"Neck... Why did you betray me, Zhang Wei?!" Zhou Fan felt angry, he constantly cursed that person inwardly.
"Surely you're cursing, huh? Haha... It's funny." The Demon God again laughed out loud, then grinned while giving a cynical look, "Did you think all this time I didn't know anything? Hehehe... So stupid. You tau? I've known about your plans for a long time, and I've been watching all the moves you've made..."
Clik.
The Demon God then flicked his finger and a disembodied head appeared in his right hand, yet he had time to speak the tremors had suddenly occurred but it only lasted for a moment.
"After all your power and movement is locked, can you still do that? That's grand..." The Demon God chuckled in admiration, and he brought the head closer to Zhou Fan's gaze, "How do you feel when you look at your own son's head? Hehe..."
The head that was in the right hand of the Demon God was the head belonging to Zhou Liyan, the son of Zhou Fan the Demon Emperor.
Of course after seeing that, Zhou Fan immediately went berserk but there was nothing that could be done by him. His entire strength and movement were already sealed by those pale hands, in accordance with the words of the Demon God.
Right now, Zhou Fan could only cry after looking at his son's pale head for some time. His already mounting anger was slowly replaced with feelings of sadness and guilt, he felt that he was the worst parent among the worst.
Seeing Zhou Fan shed tears made the Demon God laugh out loud to the point of dropping Zhou Liyan's head. But his laughter immediately stopped as the sound of footsteps rang out from behind him.
The Demon God and Zhang Wei naturally immediately turned around in shock, both of them becoming so wary when they found a young man in his 20s wearing a plain black shirt.
"What the fuck... How did he get inside this Flying Ship? I also did not feel the air at all, how could it be?" The Demon God frowned as he thought about that, he glanced at Zhang Wei's place and asked, "Do you recognize him?"
"No..." Zhang Wei replied quickly, he himself had only seen that person for the first time.
"Well, whoa... It was only fitting that I felt something was amiss after destroying the barrier that enveloped this flying ship, it turned out that something was happening here." Diablo folded his hands together in front of his chest, his head slightly tilted and a thin grin formed on his lips, "So, in what way do you want to die?"
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