World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1036 - 474: Suo Lun Revived! The Rise of the Demon Emperor!

Chapter 1036: 474: Suo Lun Revived! The Rise of the Demon Emperor!

Suo Lun’s body kept drifting southward, drifting southward...

Those mere milliliters of gold blood seeped, drop by drop, into Suo Lun’s charred corpse.

Then, new flesh buds began to grow, bit by bit.

Just as a tree is chopped down, and then scorched by the blazing sun, totally dead.

But after a bout of rain, this once dead tree, sprouted new shoots again.

Three days and nights later.

Suo Lun had drifted over thirteen hundred miles south, and only half of his charred body remained.

But the newly grown flesh buds gradually merged, forming half a new heart, only half.

Another three days and nights passed.

Suo Lun had now drifted three thousand miles to the south.

The new flesh buds coalesced into half a heart, a brand-new heart, roughly twice the size of a normal human heart, but it did not beat.

Then countless flesh buds wriggled, beginning to weave new blood vessels that spread out bit by bit from the heart.

After another ten days and nights!

Suo Lun’s body had drifted over eight thousand miles southwards.

Around the new heart, a dense network of blood vessels had formed, many in number, but none longer than a foot.

Half a month...

One month...

Two months...

Three months...

Time flowed like water, years flew like arrows.

No one knows how much time passed!

Suo Lun had no idea how far south he had drifted.

He had no idea how many seas he had crossed.

Passing over seas as calm as lakes, through ferocious and raging waters.

He did not know how many times he was devoured by sea monsters, only to be spat out and avoided like a plague.

He drifted past jellyfish as big as houses.

He drift over octopuses a hundred meters in size.

He encountered sea beasts as large as mountains.

No one knew how many predators preyed upon him, but in the end, they all spat him out.

He passed by countless icebergs, through the bone-chilling frozen seas.

He continued drifting southward still.

Utterly unaware of how far he was from Tianshui City, and how far from the Human Kingdom.

Perhaps thirty thousand miles, perhaps fifty thousand miles?

All his internal organs, all his blood vessels, his brain, and his skeleton had regrown.

The only thing missing was the outer skin of his body; he seemed to be a red muscular man, looking unspeakably terrifying.

He still floated on the sea surface, drifting southward.

Still with no breath, no heartbeat, no consciousness at all.

His body continued to change, his skin began to grow inch by inch.

But still he drifted south.

Not knowing how much time had passed again, Suo Lun’s body washed up onto an island; his drifting stopped.

His body continued to grow, his skin kept spreading, enveloping his entire being!

...

Really, no one knew how much time had gone by, maybe half a year? Maybe longer?

Finally, one day, Suo Lun’s entire skin had fully grown back.

The completely dead Suo Lun had regrown a brand new body.

From inside out, from veins, to heart, to blood vessels, to skeleton, to muscles, to skin, everything was new.

Then, he lay there motionless, completely still.

After some time, he began to have a heartbeat, to breathe.

But still, he laid there without moving an inch.

As if he was constructing his brain realm, his memory, his thoughts.

Time passed again...

One day, suddenly, Suo Lun’s body shuddered violently, and then he violently struggled to get up.

Firstly, he felt an extreme pain, a tearing pain throughout his body from the inside out.

Zhi Yan had pierced his heart with a sword.

Then, Huai Bingyi, Ji Mengbai, Fu Lingxi each came forward and stabbed him with a sword.

Last of all, Ji Xiuning stabbed her own head with a sword.

At that time, Suo Lun felt no pain at all, as if the effect was delayed, and only now did endless agony surge forward.

"Ah... ah..."

Suo Lun writhed in indescribable pain on the ground, struggling to relieve this torment.

Finally, the physical pain gradually subsided.

What followed was inner torment!

Nothing is more sorrowful than a dead heart!

When people encounter the most painful thing, they feel numb at the moment, they can’t feel the pain because it has exceeded the limit.

But after waking up from a sleep.

That pain would endlessly rush to one’s heart, a suffocating torment.

In Suo Lun’s mind, the image of Zhi Yan piercing his heart replayed over and over again.

After their wedding night, when Suo Lun woke up, he saw a butterfly in Zhi Yan’s hands.

At that time, Zhi Yan had already known that the Dragon Temple was coming to capture Suo Lun. But she did not speak up, instead, she took Suo Lun to the sea, to a spot several hundred miles above the sea floor.

Then, the boundless Divine Dragon Sanctuary Air Corps surrounded Suo Lun.

After that, she killed Suo Lun.

The whole process, other than the Dragon Temple and Zhi Yan, no one else saw it.

Everyone on the ship was killed.

So, Suo Lun seemed to have vaporized from this world all of a sudden.

Immediately after, many faces surged in Suo Lun’s mind.

His son Zhi Yu, his daughter Qin Qin, his sister Suo Ningbing, his wife Yan Nai’er, Zhi Ning, Yan Xue’er, Ashi Yuanba...

At the time, Gui Qinshao was five or six months pregnant, and Fu Yan’er was four months pregnant.

Aunt Yan Chuo’er was leading the Rock Thieves Corps to Zhi Du at dawn.

And Ashi Liren was in Zhi Yan’s residence!

If Zhi Yan could heartlessly kill Suo Lun with a single sword, what more for others?

What destiny would these family members, these relatives, face?