Chen Fan regretted it immensely.
How did he get involved with someone above the Great Emperor?
It was simply… simply… get lost.
Chen Fan wished he could leave this place immediately.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, the Yin Yang and Life-Death Daos within Chen Fan's body trembled.
Then he looked up abruptly, heading towards the direction shrouded in demonic energy.
That was… where the Corpse King was.
Even though it was still just the Corpse King alone, Chen Fan knew that another person had arrived.
No aura leaked out; it was only the hint from the Daos within his body.
"Order."
Chen Fan knew who had arrived.
The convergence of reality and the past meant that the Lord of Order had also taken the contingency he had left behind when he found that ruin.
It could be said that the Life-Death and Yin Yang Daos that the Lord of Order cultivated now were inherited from Chen Fan's blessings.
That was why he sensed it.
"Scram."
Amidst the demonic energy, the Corpse King suddenly roared, "Don't force me to kill you right now."
The Corpse King was immensely overbearing, even facing the Lord of Order, he remained so domineering.
Demonic cultivators were all like this.
I may not be able to defeat you, but when it comes to arrogance… no one is my match.
If I can't win a fight to the death, I can still leave you covered in blood.
"Heh heh."
A faint chuckle spread.
As the sound reached them, Huan Zong and the others heard it, and their faces changed.
They were all too familiar with this voice.
"Why is the Lord of Order here?" The Lord of Light's voice clearly carried a hint of dread.
In the past, the Lord of Order had barely managed to kill them all when he had just awakened and was not at his peak.
Now, after so much time, who knew if the Lord of Order had recovered to his full strength?
What if he held a grudge and came to seek revenge?
Huan Zong's face also showed a trace of unease.
A name precedes a person's reputation.
The Heavenly Emperor, the Lord of the First Heaven, was powerful, wasn't he? Back then, it took everyone ganging up on the Lord of Order to kill him.
Even so, the Lord of Order still escaped and returned.
No one dared to guarantee that the Lord of Order wouldn't go on a killing spree.
Fortunately, the Lord of Order's target was not them.
"Battle."
The Lord of Order's voice slowly sounded, "Back then, you were one of the main forces in trying to kill me, fighting with all your might. What happened? In the end, weren't you still purged by the Heavenly Emperor?"
"What are you trying to say?"
The Corpse King… no, he should be called Zhan now.
His name was 'Zhan', and he later added a character himself, calling himself Zhan Mo.
Zhan Mo spoke, "Enough nonsense. If you want revenge, I welcome it anytime, but let me kill the Heavenly Emperor first."
"It's not necessary."
The Lord of Order's tone was relaxed, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. When it comes to facing the Heavenly Emperor, we are on the same side. How about it, shall we join forces?"
"No need."
Zhan Mo's voice was icy, "You and the Heavenly Emperor are no good things."
"Six of one, half a dozen of the other. If the opportunity arises, I wouldn't mind killing you both."
The arrogance of demonic cultivators was fully displayed in Zhan Mo.
It was the same no matter who he faced.
The Lord of Order's fame meant nothing to Zhan Mo.
Of course, this was also related to his strength.
A top-tier existence.
"Tsk tsk."
The Lord of Order was not angry, still smiling, "Since that's the case, I'll take my leave. At least until I kill the Heavenly Emperor, there shouldn't be any conflict between us, right?"
"..."
Zhan Mo did not reply.
For demonic cultivators, no reply was the best answer.
"Haha, see you later."
The Lord of Order left just like that, as easily as he arrived.
As for Chen Fan, Huan Zong, and the others, they seemed to have been completely ignored by the Lord of Order.
The events of that day seemed to be of no concern to him.
His gaze did not linger on anyone else for a moment.
Only Chen Fan sensed the coldness emanating from the Lord of Order, stemming from obscure Dao fluctuations.
Deep down, he still held a grudge.
The feeling of wanting to kill someone.
*Hoo.*
Chen Fan gasped.
This feeling was not good.
"Zhan."
Chen Fan's gaze seemed to penetrate the mist of demonic energy.
That person was probably the reason why the Lord of Order did not make a move.
*Buzz.*
Finally, the demonic mist began to dissipate.
No… it was thinning.
The dense demonic energy obscured their sight and divine sense.
As the demonic energy thinned, the Corpse King's tall figure appeared, his dark pupils filled with overwhelming fighting intent.
He had changed.
The previous Corpse King had no emotional fluctuations in his eyes.
Even when facing death, there would be no change in his emotions, but now, everyone saw overwhelming fighting intent and hatred in his eyes, along with a trace of joy hidden deep within his gaze.
He had succeeded.
The Corpse King had obtained everything he wanted.
"Corpse King?"
Huan Zong cautiously asked.
He was friends with the Corpse King, but was this person… still the Corpse King?
He couldn't be sure.
"Huan Zong."
Fortunately, the other party still possessed the Corpse King's memories.
A sonorous voice echoed in everyone's ears, "I have found myself again. My name is Zhan. Forget the name Corpse King, all of you."
His voice was like a booming bell, yet it was like an ultimate will.
"Hoo."
Huan Zong breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you still remember that we are friends."
He was afraid that 'Zhan' would forget everything from before.
If he turned around and attacked them, things would get complicated.
An existence that even the Lord of Order feared, how strong would he be?
No one wanted to experience the feeling of being enemies with such a person.
Zhan withdrew his gaze and first looked at Chen Fan, nodding slightly, and said, "Regardless, I must thank City Lord Chen for your help. Without your suggestion, I would not have found myself again."
"I acknowledge this debt of gratitude."
"Heh."
Hearing him say that made Chen Fan happy.
His help was not in vain.
Of course, he would not forget the most important person.
Old Demon Chu was the greatest contributor to Zhan being able to find his true self.
"My name is Zhan."
He stated directly, "I have never owed anyone anything in my life, nor have I been indebted to anyone. Whatever you want, just say it, and I will do it, even if it means shattering these Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
This was the arrogance.
Demonic cultivators valued gratitude and promises the most.
Their will was to owe no one.
But Old Demon Chu shook his head and said, "Congratulations, Senior, on regaining your true self. I have no requests. I just want to know what exactly is going on."
Old Demon Chu was in a hurry and immediately grasped the key point.
Demonic cultivators seemed to be different from other cultivators.
He had never heard of anyone being able to awaken from the Great Dao and live another life.
He wanted to understand the true meaning of this path. If he died too many times in the future and could no longer revive from the river of life and death, could he use this method to revive once more?
Zhan nodded and calmly said, "I don't know the specific reason for this matter, but I can tell you that we demonic cultivators… are different from other cultivators."