Lu Chen Returns

The victors became kings, the defeated became bandits.

Though Demon Shadow harbored ten thousand unwillingnesses in his heart, he could not vent them at this moment.

His soul had been extracted and suppressed, leaving him unable even to preserve the last shred of dignity by self-destructing.

As for Hongjun, he had never counted on him from beginning to end. If Hongjun could have saved him, Pingxin and Tongtian would not have appeared here today. And Nuwa had not shown herself—either Tongtian had not informed her, or she was presently drinking tea in Hongjun's Zixiao Palace. The answer was self-evident...

Demon Shadow pulled out a self-mocking smile. Back then, the lowly earthworm he had regarded as an ant had now grown into someone beyond his reach. The body he had painstakingly plotted to obtain, just as he was about to gain complete control over it...

"You will die!"

With a casual wave of Pingxin's hand, a terrifying force descended upon Demon Shadow. In an instant, he shattered, turning into a deep, mysterious black mass that swallowed even the light shining upon it.

Little ordinary walked up to the silhouette, curiosity flickering in his pitch-black eyes.

"Who are you? Have we met before? Why do I feel close to you the moment I see you?"

"Are you my father?"

Little ordinary's innocent words were earth-shattering!

The heavens and earth seemed to freeze at those words.

Tongtian's mouth opened slightly as his gaze secretly slid toward the side, wanting to see that person's reaction. Disciple, pray for your own fortune. Even your master cannot save you from this one!

The silhouette was also stunned by his own words, unsure what to say for a moment. In the end, he squeezed out a sentence. "Why do you think I am your father?"

"Because Uncle