PD -Chapter 64 The Ghost Emperor Descends

Rumble!

A deafening thunderclap exploded right before my eyes. Markas was completely engulfed by the erupting pillar of lightning. Seizing the moment, I immediately rushed toward the floating figure of Tang Shanshan, intent on taking her back.

But the instant I reached her, I saw him—Markas—walking out of the lightning unscathed.

He merely waved his hand.

A massive force struck my mind with a violent hum, and I was instantly hurled several meters away.

I crashed heavily to the ground. The already fractured black domain around us began to repair itself under Markas’s will. Once again, darkness enclosed everything.

That fall felt like my bones had shattered apart. The earlier Seven-Step Gang Spell had already drained my last bit of spiritual energy. In this isolated void where heaven’s energy could not be borrowed, I could no longer reinforce my body with qi. Pain flooded every inch of me, and a metallic sweetness surged up from my internal organs into my throat.

“Pffft…”

I finally coughed out a mouthful of blood. My chest felt as if it had been struck by a massive hammer—each breath triggered unbearable pain.

“If this continues, I’m really going to get angry!” the androgynous man said coldly, standing there and staring at me in an unchanged calm tone.

I realized that even after taking that lightning strike head-on, he had not suffered the slightest injury. Not even his pure white suit showed a single wrinkle.

Looking at Markas’s perfectly composed figure, I was swallowed by despair. I had clearly underestimated the gap between us.

Perhaps, in his eyes, I was nothing more than an ant.

Everything I had done earlier… was just entertainment to him. A deliberate act to let me struggle for his amusement.

Thinking this, I coughed up blood again. The pain slowly devoured me, and my consciousness began to blur. I forced myself to stay awake with the last thread of clarity.

Markas seemed to see through my despair. He shook his head and walked back toward Tang Shanshan. Gently, he held her face in his hands and looked at me provocatively.

“Have you… ever seen a god?” he asked elegantly. His voice was soft, yet every word echoed directly in my mind.

“Today, you will see two.”

Markas smiled.

I saw his eyes change. The slightly bluish pupils suddenly turned completely white, merging with the sclera in a grotesque, inhuman transformation.

“Hoo…”

A wind filled with eerie yin energy suddenly blew toward me, nearly knocking me down again.

And then I saw it—

Behind Markas, a pair of enormous wings unfolded.

But unlike the white wings I had seen when I once invaded his dream, these wings were black.

Pure black.

So deep that they seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness itself.

He gently flapped them, his body rising into the air. The wings radiated a black glow—though “glow” was not the right word. It was more like a black hole swallowing everything. From it, I felt only coldness and void.

He hovered there, then suddenly folded his wings forward, wrapping both himself and Tang Shanshan inside them.

I clenched my teeth, trying to get up again—but my body was completely immobilized by the oppressive black energy. I could only watch helplessly.

Through a gap in the wings, I saw Markas take out four objects.

Those objects also radiated dense, sinister energy. Their aura was strikingly similar to the Ancient Extreme Yin Jade I had once obtained by chance.

Markas raised the four jade pieces above his head, as if performing some ancient ritual. They slowly floated upward, and from their center, a massive black shadow emerged.

The shadow turned into black mist, wrapping around Tang Shanshan’s body and lifting her out from within the wings, suspending her in midair.

Above her head, two forces of primordial spirit manifested—one yin, one yang. They were her soul and the hidden consciousness of the yin jade within her.

Her original spirit was white; the jade spirit was black.

At first, the white clearly dominated. That was the result of the spirit-refining elixir I had previously used to strengthen her soul.

But to my shock, the balance began to reverse.

The white spiritual mist slowly faded, revealing an underlying black core. Meanwhile, the black jade spirit also shed its outer darkness, revealing a hidden white core beneath it.

I froze. My mind collapsed under the truth unfolding before me.

So all this time, what I had been strengthening through spirit refinement… was the jade consciousness.

And what I had believed to be the true original soul… was actually a counterfeit created by the jade.

The suppressed one—the one I had ignored all along—was Tang Shanshan’s real soul.

“Tan… Tang!” I used every last bit of strength to reach out toward the figure in the sky, calling weakly.

It was all my fault.

I was unbearably foolish. I had never seen through the illusion. Instead, I had become an accomplice to the jade.

At that moment of heartbreak, Tang Shanshan suddenly opened her eyes.

But those eyes—were completely black, without a trace of white.

Filled with the same darkness as Markas’s wings.

Looking at her now, I felt another crushing blow. Blood again spilled from the corner of my mouth.

I could feel it clearly now—the person before me was no longer the stubborn, sharp-tongued landlady I once knew.

The black wings unfurled once more, and Markas emerged from within.

“All hail the Great Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions!” he said, spreading his wings wide and placing one hand over his chest in a formal, elegant bow.

“Lucifer, you really haven’t changed at all,” Tang Shanshan said, turning to him. Her voice was the same as before—but the tone was utterly cold.

“Ghost Emperor, you are the same as well. We have never changed. It is only those ignorant ants who have gradually forgotten us,” Markas replied with a smile, folding his wings away.

Listening to their conversation, the words shattered the last of my composure.

“Have you ever seen a god?”

Markas’s earlier words echoed in my mind.

But I knew the truth now.

The two figures before me… were not gods.

They were the greatest demons in this world.