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Chapter 193 The Imposter?

Qingyun Sect, Netherworld Prison.

"Five years have passed. Xie Wanning, the senior sister of the Twilight Snow Sect, died in the Chaos Sea, and Xie Wanning, the senior sister of the Azure Cloud Sect, is also coming back." Yan Ze held a faint flame in his hand, the crimson flame flickering in his hand.

"The 'plot' can't go off track any further, or He will get angry. Yan Ze, be a good 'master,' or He won't be lenient with you," Ye Qianqian said coldly, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in her golden eyes.

“Of course, all of this is under my control. Five years have passed, and Wan Ning can finally come back. I have a ‘gift’ to give her.” Yan Ze shouted excitedly, his eyes slightly red, quite different from his usual aloof self.

A cage in the corner trembled incessantly, as if it were afraid or expectant.

Ye Qianqian glanced at Yan Ze and said calmly, "Xie Wanxun has disappeared. You should be careful so you don't get killed again."

“There will be no second time. A ‘Xie Wanning’ who should not exist has no right to live. My sword will not let her go easily.” Yan Ze’s cold voice reverberated throughout the prison.

"I hope so!" Ye Qianqian said nothing more and left the Netherworld Prison.

Then Yan Ze took out a phoenix feather and placed it on the flame. The flame burned fiercely and soon grew to the height of a person.

Yan Ze chuckled and said, "My disobedient disciple is coming back. As her master, I'll have to teach her a lesson."

The Sea of ​​Chaos.

Xie Wanning and Qin Muyang were unconscious as the chaotic power gradually eroded their bodies.

"Look, which poor thing has fallen into the Chaos Sea." A pair of scarlet eyes stared intently at Xie Wanning and Qin Muyang. The person was wearing a deep red robe and walking barefoot in the Chaos Sea. There was a delicate silver bell on her right ankle, which made a clear sound as she walked.

"Oh? Why do you look so much like me?" Wanxun frowned as she looked at Xie Wanning's face. She shook her head. "How dare someone impersonate me? Do you think I, the Demon Lord, have a very good temper?"

A jet-black wooden sword appeared in Wan Xun's hand, its tip pointed directly at Xie Wan Ning's neck. Without hesitation, Wan Xun thrust it down.

But Xie Wan Ning was surrounded by crimson flames and disappeared from Wan Xun's sight in an instant.

Wan Xun was somewhat annoyed. Where did he go? How dare he play tricks on her?

She used her demonic energy to probe her surroundings but found no target. She could only focus her attention on Qin Muyang and the crimson sword next to him.

This precious sword is none other than the Guichen Sword left behind by Xie Wanning.

"Where is Master?" Guichen emerged from the sword but did not find Xie Wanning. Instead, it saw Qin Muyang, whose face was completely ravaged by the erosion, and anxiously enveloped him with its spiritual power.

"Qin Muyang, what's wrong?" Gui Chen nudged Qin Muyang, but Qin Muyang didn't move at all.

"He's been corrupted by the power of chaos and won't live much longer. Little sword spirit, don't waste your energy," Wanxun said shrug mockingly.

"You are, Master's sister Xie Wanxun!" Gui Chen recognized Xie Wanxun and exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't try to claim kinship with me. I am Wanxun, the Demon Lord of Wangchuan, not some Xie Wanxun." Wanxun's face darkened, and he said with displeasure.

As Xie Wanning's contracted sword, the Guichen Sword was always hanging on her waist, so it naturally knew about Xie Wanxun's affairs.

She gave an awkward smile, remembering that Xie Wanxun had already fallen into demonic possession.

Those who have fallen into demonic possession have long since abandoned their past and do not remember their former lives. If the Returning Dust Sword insists on awakening Xie Wanxun's memories, it will only be met with Xie Wanxun's disgust and destruction.

"Oh, so it's the famous Demon Lord of Wangchuan! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Guichen extended her little hand, imitating human etiquette.

"That's more like it." Wan Xun grasped Gui Chen's hand, somewhat smugly: "I didn't expect you, little sword spirit, to be so well-informed."

"No, no," Gui Chen chuckled.

Nowadays, whether in the human realm, the demon realm, or the monster realm, the Demon Lord Wanxun of the Forgotten River is quite famous. She commands millions of puppet spirit beasts and puppet demon beasts, and the demonic poison she concocts is extremely powerful. However, she doesn't appear often; instead, she prefers to travel between the three realms with her puppet demon beasts and a group of small red paper figures.

However, any spiritual or demonic cultivator who dared to provoke the Demon Lord of the Forgotten River all met a tragic end and were refined into puppets. Therefore, the Demon Lord of the Forgotten River, Wanxun, ran rampant in the Demon Realm, the Human Realm, and the Monster Realm, yet no one dared to stop him.

"Demon Lord, why are you in the Chaos Sea? It's very dangerous here," Gui Chen asked tentatively.

"I came whenever I wanted," Wanxun said arrogantly.

Three days ago, the Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion led her puppet army through the Sea of ​​Chaos. Wanxun glanced at it and was about to leave when a strange tortoise shell in her storage ring suddenly vibrated violently, and the words on the shell emitted golden light.

Out of curiosity, Wanxun jumped directly into the Sea of ​​Chaos. After she left, the little paper dolls orderly led the puppet army away, returning to the Cliff of Oblivion, leaving Wanxun alone in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Wanxun's body was made of lacquered wood full of spiritual power. Her body was full of demonic energy. The intertwining of spiritual energy and demonic energy made her adapt to the environment of the Chaos Sea and she was not corrupted by the power of chaos. Instead, the entire Chaos Sea became the source of Wanxun's power. Wanxun cultivated in it and happened to encounter Xie Wanning and Qin Muyang falling into the sea.

Guichen was speechless. It never expected that someone would voluntarily jump into the Chaos Sea. Was this person not afraid of death?

Wanxun picked up the Guichen Sword, examined it carefully, and nodded: "This is a fine sword. From now on, it belongs to me."

Guichen grew anxious and waved its hand, saying, "No, I have an owner."

"Oh, I see. What a pity, such a fine sword is about to be destroyed here." Wan Xun shook his head, and prepared to strike the Guichen Sword with the lacquered wooden sword beside him.

"Not at all, it's my honor to follow the Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion. From now on, you will be my only master." Guichen immediately changed his tune. After all, it was a ninth-grade ancient sword, and Wanxun had just said it like that and started cutting it down.

Wanxun glanced approvingly at Guichen, then took out a tortoise shell and said, "This tortoise shell seems to be guiding me to the bottom of the Chaos Sea. I'm curious, what's down there?"

Gui Chen glanced at the tortoise shell and his eyes widened: "This isn't the tortoise shell that the divine beast Xuanwu gave to Xie Wan... cough cough, it's the tortoise shell that the divine beast Xuanwu gifted to him."

Wan Xun's eyes lit up, and she became interested, making a move to head to the depths of the Chaos Sea.

"My Lord Demon Lord, what about Qin Muyang?"

"What does this have to do with me? I'm not even familiar with him," Wanxun said nonchalantly.

Guichen remained where it was, frowning as it realized that its spiritual power could not guarantee Qin Muyang's safety.

Wan Xun sighed, then waved her hand and set up a barrier, saying helplessly, "Is this alright now?"

"Ah."

After the person and the sword spirit left, a crack appeared in the originally indestructible barrier...

Qingyunmen.

"Wan Ning, welcome back."

The flames formed a human shape, and Xie Wanning appeared before Yan Ze dressed in white.