Until the End of Time: The Demon God’s Redemption

The forest surrounding Green Lantern Village had returned to an eerie silence, the kind that made birds refuse to sing and even the wind forget to whisper. After the ambush at the Spirit Well, Lu Xuan and Su Xue stayed behind to investigate the strange fluctuations in qi that lingered like whispers of the dead.

"This place feels older than it should be," Su Xue murmured, tracing her fingers along the mossy bark of a tree etched with nearly invisible runes. "Like something from before the sects even existed."

Lu Xuan stood at the edge of a dark ravine hidden beneath wild ferns, his crimson eye pulsing faintly. His body still pulsed with energy from his recent breakthroughs—his Immortal Demon God Body responding to the aura of the land like a sleeping beast stirring in its den. "There's something… watching."

A hiss slithered through the air, low and ancient.

The ground trembled.

From beneath the ravine, a massive creature emerged—its body a tapestry of obsidian scales laced with molten red veins. Its head bore jagged horns, and its eyes glowed with a mournful, ancient light. Though it moved like a serpent, its aura screamed *dragon bloodline*.

Su Xue instinctively stepped back, Frostbane shimmering at her side. "That's no ordinary beast."

The creature circled them slowly, its movements reverent. Then it bowed its head before Lu Xuan.

> "You… have returned."

The voice echoed not in the air, but within their bones. Lu Xuan's breath caught.

"You know me?" he asked, uncertain.

> "You carry the Mark. The hunger that once devoured stars."

Images began to surface in Lu Xuan's mind. A throne of black flame. Armies of beasts with burning eyes. A shadowed figure seated alone atop ruins, eyes blood-red, speaking to the skies: *"Let it all fall again, so I may rise."*

> "You are not merely his heir," the serpent intoned. "You are the beginning. You are the end."

Lu Xuan staggered.

Su Xue stared at the serpent, then at Lu Xuan, whose aura was shifting—deepening—like the tide pulling back before a flood. "What do you mean he *is* the beginning?"

The beast's eyes narrowed, not with threat, but with reverence.

> "He has returned many times. Some call it reincarnation. Others, curse. But always, the Devourer comes when the world teeters. And always, he forgets."

Lu Xuan gritted his teeth. The fragments in his mind—it wasn't just memory. It was *legacy*. A buried instinct to consume, to reclaim, to rebuild.

But not everything was revealed.

> "There is more to remember, but not yet. The Crimson Demoness awaits the sign."

Su Xue tensed at the mention. "The Crimson Demoness?"

> "In time," the serpent said. "She walks still. And she remembers all."

It paused, then added:

> "They wait."

"Who?" Lu Xuan asked.

> "The others. The sect who serve the old path. They prepare for your return."

Lu Xuan knelt as another wave of memory tried to crash through him—blood oaths sworn under eclipsed moons, a sigil shaped like a black sun, a whispered name: *Shanmei.*

But the serpent coiled back.

> "Your strength is still young. To awaken fully would shatter this body. But soon… the Devouring Skill will show you more."

As it faded into the ravine's darkness, it left only the silence behind. Not peace, but anticipation.

Lu Xuan stood, slower this time, his expression distant. The Devouring Skill simmered within, not wild, not uncontrolled—but awakening. Changing.

He turned to Su Xue. "If all of this is true… what happens next?"

She looked at him, conflicted, but her voice was steady. "You choose. You're not bound to a fate—unless you let it bind you."

But in her heart, fear flickered.

Because the Devouring Skill wasn't just destruction.

It was restoration.

And that terrified her more than any massacre.

Because if Lu Xuan could heal as easily as he killed—

What would stop him from rewriting the world itself?

Meanwhile, Green Lantern Village sat on the edge of uncertainty. The mysterious events and beast sightings had left the villagers frightened and murmuring about omens. The sect had dispatched more cultivators to investigate, but few could comprehend the power stirring beneath their feet.

And among the elders, an old tale was whispered again—of a being who consumed the heavens and returned when the balance broke.

The Immortal Demon God Body had not appeared in thousands of years.

Now, it pulsed beneath the skin of a boy born of this era—but forged in others.

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**End of Chapter 15**

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