If this woman were given a chance to grow, she might not only turn the Divine Realm upside down but also the entire Nine Heavens.
"Stop struggling, stop resisting. If you don't want to die miserably halfway, then be obedient."
Long Yu narrowed his eyes, gradually tightening his grip.
"Ugh..." At this moment, Bai Ran felt an intense aura of death.
This man wasn't joking, but she wasn't one to blindly obey either...
Her neck was tightly clasped, leaving a blue-purple mark. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
"Miss Bai!!!" Jing Feng cried out in despair, but Long Yu's attention was entirely on Bai Ran's lips.
As Bai Ran formed each word, Long Yu read it, piecing together a name.
—Long Jin Han.
The moment he understood, Long Yu's eyes widened. Simultaneously, a piercing pain shot through his mind.
"Ugh..." As his head reeled, intense pain accompanied it.
He instinctively let go, and Bai Ran, losing her balance, plummeted straight down from the high sky.
In that fleeting moment, Bai Ran had used all her strength to launch a spiritual attack that severely injured Long Yu's sea of consciousness.
Zelan panicked; Long Yu had lost his grip!
But as she moved, a sharp claw pressed against her neck, "Where do you think you're going..."
A chill ran down Zelan's spine, and she froze, not daring to move.
The next instant, the claw sliced her neck, splashing Xiao Zi's hands with blood.
"Mmmph..." Zelan cried out in terror, clutching her neck, but bright red blood continued to spray uncontrollably.
With a thud, she slammed onto the ground, lifeless.
"Little brat!" However, Xiao Zi didn't even spare her a glance, heading straight for the falling Bai Ran.
The whistling wind in her ears, the feeling of weightlessness, her spiritual energy and mental power lost...
But...
It's okay...
Bai Ran smiled, and the sensation of falling instantly vanished as she was steadily caught in someone's arms.
Xiao Zi, who had been rushing, was startled and grinned, "This kid, he's finally here!"
"Your Excellency!" Jing Feng, who had been distraught for so long, was now overjoyed.
An enraged dragon's roar echoed, piercing the clouds, shaking the earth, and spreading to every corner of the demon realm.
A colossal black figure circled in the sky, its violent spiritual energy transforming into a gale that bore down on people, intensely oppressive.
On the head of the black dragon, Long Jin Han held Bai Ran. His expression was indiscernible, but everyone saw the tempestuous spiritual energy surrounding him.
It surged and swelled, terrifying and awe-inspiring like an abyss.
A large hand slowly reached out, caressing Bai Ran's bruised neck, and gentle spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips.
This tenderness was in stark contrast to his current expression.
Long Jin Han's face was shrouded in a dark haze. He remained silent, gently placing the person in his arms down.
Long Yu clutched his head, the stabbing pain in his sea of consciousness persisting, "Damn it..."
He looked up to see a colossal black dragon circling overhead, with a single figure that was particularly eye-catching.
"Long... Jin Han?"
Long Yu stared at the face so similar to his own, and his mind was suddenly wracked with intense pain.
"Hiss—" He tightly clutched his head, as if something was fiercely burrowing into his mind.
The feeling was agonizing, and he could only shake his head desperately.
"Bang—!"
Suddenly, a streak of black spiritual energy struck, powerfully hitting Long Yu's dantian.
Long Yu grunted, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
Long Jin Han showed no mercy, no holding back. At this moment, he didn't want to hear any explanations.
His heart was filled with rage and a murderous intent that completely engulfed him.
There was only one thought in his mind: to kill him...
The black spiritual energy relentlessly attacked, fiercely striking Long Yu. Even though this man was his own biological father, Long Jin Han showed no leniency.
"Bang—Bang—Bang—"
His mind throbbed violently, and his body endured searing pain. Long Yu was covered in blood from head to toe.
His consciousness began to scatter, his vision blurring...
"Long... Jin Han..."
In his daze, something seemed to have appeared in Long Yu's sea of consciousness, causing him to shed two lines of tears involuntarily.
Jing Feng looked at Long Yu's state and felt something was wrong.
The previous Demon Lord's ability was spatial reversal, which directly countered the Supreme's spatial powers.
Furthermore, his strength was slightly greater than the Supreme's, so why was he suffering such a one-sided defeat, unable to even retaliate?
Not only Jing Feng, but Bai Ran also sensed something strange about Long Yu.
The spiritual attack she had launched earlier should only have affected him for a moment, causing him pain and making him let go.
But looking at his current state, it seemed his sea of consciousness had been under continuous attack, causing him unbearable pain.
"Long Jin Han." Bai Ran reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
Long Jin Han's eyes were bloodshot; he didn't hear or feel the movement beside him.
"My wound hurts."
Long Jin Han snapped back to attention, turning to look at her, the killing intent still lingering in his eyes, "Where does it hurt?"
Seeing that he had sobered up a bit, Bai Ran smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt. It's just that Long Yu's appearance is a bit strange."
Long Jin Han looked at the blue-purple marks on Bai Ran's neck and completely missed the latter half of her sentence, "How could it not hurt?"
As he spoke, he produced a bottle of Emperor-grade pills and handed it over.
Bai Ran stared blankly at the porcelain bottle in Long Jin Han's hand, blinking, "I'm not that badly injured yet..."
Tsk, he'd been led astray...
Bai Ran cleared her thoughts, pointed to Long Yu in the distance, "He's acting a bit strange."
"Okay, you take the pill first."
"..."
Bai Ran helplessly took the pill and swallowed it, "Are you relieved now?"
A beautiful curve formed on Long Jin Han's lips, "Mhm."
Their gazes turned towards Long Yu. They saw that he had already fallen into a deep coma, unaware of when he had fallen from the sky.
Jing Feng approached Long Yu, examining his condition. The black dragon also landed steadily, carrying the two of them.
"Shackles..." Jing Feng's brow furrowed, his eyes fixed on the heavy restraints.
Why would he wear this? Could it be that Long Yu would escape? But hadn't he already defected to the Divine Emperor?
Bai Ran squatted down, examining the horrifying knife scars.
The wounds varied in depth, some appearing to be recent.
"They were caused by a small dagger, but strangely, there are no wounds on his right hand."
A thought struck Bai Ran, and she reached out to take Long Yu's storage ring, "Long Jin Han, can you erase the contract on it?"
Long Jin Han took the ring, raised his hand, and removed the imprint before handing it back to Bai Ran.
Bai Ran opened the storage ring. Inside was only a small dagger.
"It's as I suspected..." Her expression tightened. The shape of the blade perfectly matched the wounds.
Long Yu had injured himself...