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Chapter 1215 Weird Youth

Shadow Hall, rear.

In a pitch-black prison, the young man was tied up tightly with 108 chains. He lowered his head silently like a prisoner of a devil, with an extremely strange aura surrounding him.

In the darkness, from time to time, there was a burst of "Hehehe... Hehehe!" laughter, which echoed in the silent prison and made people shudder. This laughter came from the young man bound by chains, and his laughter revealed a kind of madness and insanity.

His pupils kept flashing bursts of dazzling red light, as if burning with endless anger and desire!

The red light was particularly eye-catching in the darkness, making him look like a demon from hell.

The 108 chains that bound him were also shaking with his laughter, making bursts of clattering sounds. The chains collided with each other, and the bright light on them kept flashing, as if fighting against his madness.

“Evil Emperor, Immortal Emperor… and Demon Emperor! You just wait for me!”

The young man suddenly roared, the sound was deafening in the prison. His words were full of resentment and unwillingness, as if he had a deep hatred for the so-called Evil Emperor, Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor.

"One day, I will completely devour the place where the universe originated and devour you, the group of original powerful ones!" His voice became colder and colder, revealing a kind of determination and ruthlessness.

"When the time comes, I will create Chaos God Emperors in large quantities, completely occupy the universe, and make the universe my colony!" The young man's ambition was fully exposed at this moment. He wanted to become the master of the entire universe and make all living beings submit to him.

As his words fell, the entire prison seemed to tremble because of his anger. At the back of the empty hall, in the endless darkness, it seemed as if some terrifying existence was trembling.

Like crazy!

If an uninformed person came here and witnessed the young man's behavior, he would probably conclude without hesitation that he was a lunatic, and a completely brainless lunatic!

However, this was not the case. This young man was actually captured by several powerful beginners with great difficulty.

He had been suppressed here for a long time, even before Youlan came, he had been imprisoned here. Although he could be released at some point, Youlan never agreed, because she was worried that this might be a trap set by the Evil Emperor.

"Ha ha……"

The young man suddenly laughed coldly, and the sound echoed in the silent space, making people shudder. "The Lord of Shadow Palace, the Lord of Shadow who is famous all over the world, is now just a woman. This is really a huge joke!"

His words were full of sarcasm and disdain, and he seemed to have great contempt for the identity of the Lord of Shadow Hall.

Then, he continued, "A mere half-step Chaos God Emperor is qualified to become the Lord of the Shadow Palace? This is simply ridiculous!"

The corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised, all the way to the back of his head, revealing a hideous smile.

A strange red light flashed in his eyes, as if hiding endless malice.

At the same time, his limbs were shaking constantly, causing the chains that locked him to make crisp and pleasant collision sounds.

Despite being in such a difficult situation, the young man always had a smile on his face, and that smile made people feel extremely eerie and terrifying.

And his eyes never left the black statue above him, as if the statue had a special meaning to him.

Swish!

At this moment, a figure like an immortal slowly walked out from the crack in space.

The figure was dressed in a black robe with fluttering sleeves, as if blending into the surrounding space.

His face was as delicate as a woman's, but he exuded a chilling aura.

"Evil Emperor..."

The young man's voice was trembling. He widened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. "Why are you here?"

The corners of the evil emperor's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, "Why are you here?"

"Xie Yuan, you! What on earth are you going to do?!"

The young man glanced slightly, and when he saw the figure in front of him, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes!

The corners of the Evil Emperor's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"It seems you still know me."

The corners of the evil emperor's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. His pair of snow-white hands, as warm as mutton-fat jade, slowly stretched out.

These hands looked weak and powerless, but when they fell on the young man's head, they seemed to contain infinite power.

The Evil Emperor pressed his palm lightly, and the young man's body trembled involuntarily.

"Nothing, I just need your memory."

The evil emperor's voice was still gentle, as if what he did was nothing out of the ordinary. However, behind these gentle words, there was a chilling evil spirit hidden.

Before he finished speaking, a powerful evil energy gushed out from the white and tender palm of the evil emperor like a surging wave. This evil energy was like black smoke, instantly enveloping the young man completely.

The young man's body was tightly wrapped in evil energy, his face turned as pale as paper, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

The evil energy was like millions of poisonous insects wreaking havoc in his body, and the pain it brought was almost unbearable for him.

"You! I won't let you go! When I get out, I will definitely, definitely kill you! Even in the universe where you are, I will not let you go. Everyone must die!"

The young man gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words. His voice became hoarse due to pain, and was filled with endless hatred and murderous intent.

However, although the young man's heart was filled with anger and hatred, his body was tightly entangled by the 108 chains and he could not move at all.

The chains seemed to be made of steel and were extremely hard. No matter how the young man struggled, he could not break free from them.

The Evil Emperor looked at the young man struggling in pain and just shook his head gently, with the smile on his face becoming more gentle.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come out and kill me." His voice was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

The evil emperor didn't care about the young man's threat at all. On the contrary, he seemed to find it a little funny. The subtle smile that always hung in the corners of his eyes made it difficult to figure out his true thoughts.

A large amount of evil energy, like surging waves, continuously invaded the young man's mind.

These evil spirits were like greedy demons, quickly devouring every fragment of the young man's memory, eroding and decomposing them one by one until they were completely absorbed!

After completing this process, the evil emperor frowned slightly, as if a trace of doubt flashed through his mind. He muttered to himself: "Above the initial strong..."

This concept is not unfamiliar to him!

Then, another thought came to his mind: "The only variable?"

This made him fall into silence, and this was also the reason why he chose Song Yu!

Suddenly, a shocking idea came to my mind: "Could it be that I become his contractor who shares the same body with him?"

The Evil Emperor's heart was shaken violently, and this possibility made him feel an unprecedented pressure.

He sighed deeply, his chest rising and falling with his breathing.

It can be imagined that even someone as powerful as him felt unprecedented pressure at this moment, or it could be said that it was an unprecedented gamble!

Whether he succeeds or not, he has to take a huge risk, just because of that vague memory? Moreover, the authenticity of this memory is still difficult to distinguish.

What if all this is fake? Wouldn't he have to live and die together with an insignificant ant?

When he thought of this, the evil emperor struggled more and more. What choice should he make...

Should this be the case?

"We are of the same body. If I were to take the initiative..." the Evil Emperor muttered to himself, as if he was thinking about an extremely important question.

He knew very well that before the other party's memory was fully perfected, the contract between them could only be half-baked. However, there was a huge possibility hidden in it.

"If I can go back to the past and take the initiative completely, then the active contract of one life and one body will be completely in my hands."

A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Evil Emperor, "The moment he breaks through the initial stage, I can open the contract again!"

This thought made the evil emperor's heart beat faster, and he seemed to see himself stepping into another realm faster. This was an unprecedented opportunity, a chance for him to quickly improve his strength.

"I'm afraid that only in this way can I break through the current bottleneck faster and enter a higher level!"

The more the Evil Emperor thought about it, the more excited he became. The gloom on his face was dispelled unconsciously, and was replaced by a happy smile.

Of course, he had not failed to consider the possible risks of this approach.

After all, this is just a hypothesis, and it involves complex factors such as time travel. But after weighing the pros and cons, the Evil Emperor feels that this is his only chance at the moment.

If he relies on himself to slowly recover to his heyday, it will not only take a lot of time and energy, but also incur a huge cost.

What was worse was that he was very likely to be discovered by the enemy during this process. Once discovered by the enemy, given his current condition, it would be difficult for him to escape from the siege of those powerful enemies.

Therefore, despite the uncertainty of this plan, the evil emperor decided to go all out, because he knew that only by taking a risk could he get out of the current predicament and achieve his goal.

"Alas!" The Evil Emperor sighed deeply, as if he was filled with endless pain, "In the end, I still have to use others!"

A trace of pain flashed across his face, which was the struggle and contradiction deep in his heart. However, this trace of pain was fleeting, like a meteor passing through the night sky, fleeting.