The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1800 - 1797: Candle Flame Burns the Demon

Why is Tushan Yi acting this way?

Even without asking, Ye Xuan understood the reason perfectly.

The Great Ruins was on the verge of opening.

For Qingqiu Mountain to secede from the Great Ruins, it needed to make preparations in advance.

Yet, within the entirety of Qingqiu Mountain, Tushan Yi was the only one possessing the necessary capability.

Furthermore, as far back as thirty million years ago, when Qingqiu Mountain first descended into the Great Ruins, Tushan Yi had engaged in a private discussion with Ye Xuan.

Their agreement was to strategize for the Great Ruins’ eventual opening, enabling Qingqiu Mountain to break free and enter the Demons Great World.

Should Tushan Yi succeed in this endeavor, Ye Xuan pledged, as promised, to aid the Qingqiu Fox Clan in reclaiming their lost Fox Immortal Bloodline.

This would solidify Qingqiu Mountain's position within the Demon Realm, potentially even propelling them to become its supreme ruler.

Thirty million years ago, Ye Xuan and Tushan Yi had joined forces to devise this grand scheme.

Now, just before the Great Ruins opened, Tushan Yi's sole remaining task was to dismantle the existing arrangements, thereby facilitating Qingqiu Mountain's departure from the Great Ruins.

Over nine millennia ago, Tushan Yi relinquished his position to the younger Tushan Chen, departed Qingqiu Mountain alone, and proceeded to dismantle the arrangements.

However, the dark forces lurking within the Great Ruins posed a terrifying threat, one that even someone of Tushan Yi's caliber could not withstand.

Consequently, Tushan Yi formulated a plan to return to Qingqiu Mountain after completing the dismantling task.

Tragically, Tushan Yi encountered the Great Ruins Demon Vines and became entangled by the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

In a desperate, fierce battle, Tushan Yi fought against the encroaching darkness and the formidable Demon Vine Ancestor Root, ultimately being worn down to death, with the Demon Vine Ancestor Root draining his vital essence blood.

Yet, at that critical juncture, the Demon Vine Ancestor Root underwent an inexplicable transformation.

This left the undoubtedly doomed Tushan Yi in a state far worse than death itself.

Each time, it would revive Tushan Yi with just a sliver of life, relentlessly siphoning his strength.

By this day, Tushan Yi had reached the absolute limit of his endurance.

Tushan Yi had long resigned himself to death; now, it was finally within his grasp.

Nevertheless, Ye Xuan was profoundly displeased with this outcome.

Tushan Yi had severely disappointed him.

Back then, Ye Xuan had personally assisted Tushan Yi in reaching the Emperor Realm; while he didn't bear the destiny, it was a genuine Emperor Realm cultivation, comparable to a True Dragon.

Yet, Tushan Yi had accomplished nothing and vanished without a trace.

All of this, however, had been foreseen before Ye Xuan stepped into the Great Ruins.

Why had he journeyed to Qingqiu Mountain prior to entering the Great Ruins?

It was to confer with Tushan Yi regarding Qingqiu Mountain's descent into the Demon Realm.

However, he did not encounter Tushan Yi; instead, he met Tushan Chen.

Even then, Ye Xuan had already suspected that Tushan Yi might have fallen into trouble.

Upon entering the Great Ruins, Ye Xuan utilized Tushan Chen's essence blood to concoct a talisman, which led him in search of Tushan Yi. The result indicated only a slim chance of survival for Tushan Yi.

However, after witnessing Tushan Yi's current predicament moments ago, any hope had essentially vanished.

Tushan Yi was fated to perish.

Already battling the dark invasion, he was now being drained and manipulated by the Great Ruins Demon Vine.

If he managed to survive this, it would truly be a miracle.

Such are the perils of the Great Ruins.

When one's time comes, even a Great Emperor cannot escape their fate.

Even if the world's most formidable Double Emperors were to descend here, within the darkness-shrouded Great Ruins, they would find themselves desperately struggling to survive.

Such is the terrifying nature of this Forbidden Land.

Who in this world fears the Forbidden Land the least?

Only Ye Xuan, the God of the Forbidden Land.

If the current Double Emperors were to descend, Ye Xuan, wielding the Emperor Array and Forbidden Power, could engage them in a battle of ultimate might.

In truth, the Double Emperors were dimly aware of Ye Xuan's formidable capabilities.

This is precisely why, as the Xuanhuang Nine Prohibitions were successively unlocked, without the Heavenly Dao's suppression, the Heavenly Domain refrained from dispatching any assassins against Ye Xuan.

They understood the futility of such actions, opting instead to await the cessation of the Heavenly Dao Suppression and the eventual arrival of the Double Emperors.

Ye Xuan dispatched Tushan Yi, eradicating the Great Ruins Demon Vine residing within him, and permitted Tushan Chen to claim the remains.

Regardless of Tushan Chen's profound grief, Ye Xuan gently tapped his forehead, summoning the Emperor Corpse. He then returned from the outer reaches of the Great Ruins back into its perilous depths.

At this very moment.

The intense battle continued unabated.

An ancient, monstrous entity, distinguished by its single arm and six eyes, resembling a Corpse Carrier, wielded a Yin Ming Shovel with devastating force, eliciting repeated roars of agony from the Great Ruins Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

Ye Xuan hovered in the air, observing the unfolding spectacle with a gaze as cold as ice.

He contemplated what method could inflict true suffering upon the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

Though Tushan Yi was now deceased, he had nonetheless been Ye Xuan's subordinate. His inexplicable demise in this place left Ye Xuan with a distinct sense of displeasure.

"After careful consideration, even that monstrous entity from the past proved incapable ofsubduing this beast."

"Perhaps, in this entire realm, only my current Taoist Body possesses the potential to put it to the test."

Ye Xuan mused silently in his heart.

However, if he were to confront it directly, he risked being ensnared by the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

As he gazed towards the distant horizon, an encroaching darkness was rapidly advancing.

It would not be long before this gloom consumed the entirety of the Great Ruins.

At that point, who would still possess the audacity to remain within its confines?

"Bai Ze, you who perceive all things, enlighten me: can my Taoist Body subdue the Demon Vine Ancestor Root?"

Ye Xuan posed this question inwardly to Bai Ze.

With a voice as gentle as a breeze, Bai Ze responded, "It is indeed possible, yet in your current state, you have not yet reached that level. The most effective method at this juncture is to employ the Black Candle."

"The Black Candle Flame is imbued with the world's most profound and chaotic power, capable of inflicting harm upon the Demon Vine Ancestor Root."

Ye Xuan felt a wave of surprise wash over him upon hearing this.

Could the Black Candle truly possess such an effect?

This was knowledge he had lacked.

In the past, after their initial entanglement, neither he nor the Demon Vine Ancestor Root had been able to gain the upper hand against the other.

Subsequently, on every occasion he returned to the Great Ruins, Ye Xuan would attempt to provoke the Demon Vine Ancestor Root, though these efforts yielded no tangible results.

As for the Black Candle, the moment he acquired it, Ye Xuan had promptly departed the Great Ruins, utilizing its essence to cultivate the Dark Immortal Body. He had never once considered deploying the Black Candle against the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

Given Bai Ze's current assertion, Ye Xuan resolved to give it a try.

With this decision made, Ye Xuan shifted his focus, and the Black Candle materialized before him.

The candle, a mere two fingers in thickness and three inches in length, bore a small, flickering black flame at its apex, exuding a chilling aura.

This was none other than the Dark Immortal Treasure—the Black Candle, one of the Nine Great Immortal Treasures.

Not long ago, the Feathered Mysterious Woman had nearly succeeded in forging a Dark Immortal Body with the aid of this very Black Candle.

"The candle flame..."

Ye Xuan's gaze fixed upon the dark ember atop the Black Candle. He extended his right hand, his index finger poised.

Instantly, the black flame divided, with one half gracefully settling upon Ye Xuan's fingertip.

Ye Xuan perceived a malevolent dark energy rapidly converging upon him.

Yet, owing to the presence of his Taoist Body, this corrupting influence was prevented from tainting him.

Ye Xuan's gaze shifted subtly as he observed the ongoing struggle of the Demon Vine Ancestor Root. Without uttering a word, he unleashed his instantaneous teleportation technique, materializing directly behind his formidable foe.

His path illuminated by Forbidden Power, his Taoist Body operating at full capacity.

Ye Xuan lunged towards the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

While its complete destruction might be unattainable, inflicting suffering was certainly within his grasp.

Naturally, the Demon Vine Ancestor Root sensed Ye Xuan's sudden appearance amidst the conflict and simultaneously unleashed swarms of Great Ruins Demon Vines to impede his advance.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each and every one of these Great Ruins Demon Vines was pulverized into a scattering of black mist by the combined might of Ye Xuan's Taoist Body and Forbidden Power.

With no further obstacles, Ye Xuan smoothly closed the distance to the Demon Vine Ancestor Root.

A flick of Ye Xuan's finger sent the candle flame from his fingertip hurtling onto the Ancestor Root.

Bang!

The black flame erupted, expanding with astonishing speed!

Piercing screams echoed, and the very void seemed to tremble.

Ye Xuan felt as though his eardrums might rupture from the intensity.

His objective achieved, he withdrew rapidly without a second thought.

As he retreated, Ye Xuan inspected the Black Candle Flame, discovering it had returned to its original state, utterly unscathed.

A sense of relief washed over Ye Xuan.