The battle was over. Qin Chuan fought alone, effortlessly slicing through enemy ranks like cabbages. Most of these people were half-step Immortal Emperors.
These were half-step Immortal Emperors, the highest level of existence in this world, yet hundreds of them had been cut down like cabbages…
These were the backbone of the Black Demon Palace, its pillars. With their deaths, the Black Demon Palace was finished.
The Black Demon Palace was nominally the ruler of this world, or at least one of the most powerful forces.
Many were watching the Black Demon Palace, and with so many experts lost, it would soon be replaced.
Qin Chuan didn't care. Dark Night was gone, the Black Demon Palace was gone, leaving only the Zhan family—truly a single, dominant force.
Qin Chuan's mission was complete, so he no longer wanted to stay with the Zhan family.
Only now did many in the Zhan family realize how terrifying Qin Chuan was. One person, at the same level, had annihilated hundreds—each one a genius.
A prodigy, an unparalleled prodigy!
Many in the Zhan family initially harbored resentment towards Qin Chuan, but now they were all filled with lingering fear, thankful they hadn't suffered the same fate as the Grand Elder.
Many approached Qin Chuan to greet him politely, trying to build a relationship, but Qin Chuan responded with indifference. These people naturally understood that the distance between them was an insurmountable chasm.
Zhan Hao repeatedly urged Qin Chuan to stay, and after a banquet was prepared, Qin Chuan ate at the Zhan family home and then left, with Mo Mou following him.
Mo Mou had recently learned a great deal from Qin Chuan, her cultivation had improved significantly, and her combat strength had also undergone a considerable transformation.
Mo Mou had been quite happy these past few days, but Qin Chuan knew she would still leave because of her demonic inheritance.
Mo Mou's demonic inheritance was unique, belonging to the core of demonic lineages; she had her own mission to fulfill.
In truth, regardless of the path or faction, once one reaches a certain level, there is no longer any distinction between good and bad.
Just as one general's success is built on the bones of countless others, killing so many people—is it good or bad?
This is the nature of the myriad paths of the Dao, all leading to the same destination; the ultimate goal is the same, only the process differs.
Mo Mou's path of demonic cultivation wasn't the malicious, bloodthirsty kind, nor was it an evil one. In fact, those evil paths are rare, and those who follow them rarely reach the end.
Perhaps this is the fairness of the heavens—there's give and take.
Mo Mou seemed unaware of this; she was happy, seemingly determined never to leave Qin Chuan again.
Only half a month later!
That day, Qin Chuan noticed a hint of sadness in Mo Mou's face. Looking at her, he smiled and asked, "Girl, what's wrong?"
Actually, Qin Chuan had already guessed, even anticipated, that it was related to that Demon Within a Demon.
Regardless of his circumstances, the Demon Within a Demon was a legend in the demonic path, destined to be one of the few standing at its pinnacle.
Furthermore, Qin Chuan knew the Demon Lord would definitely be one as well. As for his daughter, Mo Mou, Qin Chuan wasn't sure. He felt that even if she didn't reach the level of the Demon Within a Demon or the Demon Lord, she would be slightly inferior, perhaps even joining the Demon Within a Demon.
Although Qin Chuan disliked the Demon Within a Demon, he didn't object to Mo Mou following him, because this woman was at least sincere towards Mo Mou.
"Father, I have to go," Mo Mou said hesitantly.
Meanwhile, Mo Mou was still a little cautious, afraid that Qin Chuan would find out who she had gone to see. Little did she know, Qin Chuan had already figured it out.
Qin Chuan didn't ask, but gently patted her head: "Alright, we'll meet again someday. You're an adult now, you need to learn to take care of yourself."
Hearing Qin Chuan's words, Mo Mou immediately relaxed, revealing a happy smile, and hugged Qin Chuan's neck.
Qin Chuan shook his head and prepared a sumptuous meal, as a farewell to Mo Mou.
Mo Mou left, reluctantly, turning back several times to look at Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan smiled as he watched her disappear into his world.
Having experienced so many separations, Qin Chuan could now accept it easily. After all, it wasn't a matter of life and death, so there wasn't much sorrow.
Although being alone was lonely, it also had its advantages. Qin Chuan felt relaxed now, moving aimlessly northward. He was aimless, but he didn't feel lost.
At this moment, Qin Chuan was actually in this world; he hadn't left. This place now belonged to the Zhan family's domain.
The Land of Nine Heavens.
Qin Chuan was itching to go immediately, but he had to wait. The Immortal Emperor realm—perhaps that level was enough to enter the Nine Heavens Land.
It couldn't be forced; when the time was right, and his strength was sufficient, he would naturally enter. It was a circle.
Qin Chuan had asked Zhan Hao about the Nine Heavens Land and what strength was required to enter, but he still hadn't received an answer.
There was an answer, but it was as if it hadn't been written at all, making no difference.
When the time was right, he would naturally enter.
That was the answer, no different from saying nothing, but some people could still glean something from these words.
The time had come, but it seemed his strength was still insufficient, still lacking.
Immortal Emperor.
He needed to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm as soon as possible. Only by becoming an Immortal Emperor could one truly enter a high-level martial arts world.
This might be the stepping stone to the Nine Heavens Land, but would entering the Nine Heavens Land guarantee entry into the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess Palace?