I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1984 Choose Your Destiny

In the secret realm, the second prince destroyed the entire army of demons by himself, and even Thorn and the Six Paths Demon Lord were all turned into ashes.

Then he landed on the top of the city wall, feeling infinitely lonely. If this is the case, no one will like me, right? It's really strange, he is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, but he wants friends. If things turn out this way, he can only lie down and wait for death.

The warriors were resurrected, and everyone looked at the Second Prince with strange eyes. They were excited, but they didn't dare to come over.

"Are you... the Second Prince?"

"Hush, be careful, the Second Prince has a demon king living inside him, he may have lost his true nature! Junior sisters, stay away from the Second Prince!"

"Then why don't you go and verify it!"

Everyone was a little confused, and then quiet.

The second prince shielded his face with his paws for a long time, without beating or scolding, or asking about her well-being. He could not help but sigh, "Alas, I have been abandoned."

Suddenly a familiar voice said, "Choose your destiny."

The second prince was stunned, and then he realized that he seemed to have entered a fog. The warriors and the others were running around in confusion, unable to see him. The goddess with her hair fluttering upwards was the only one who was looking at him, but this time she seemed a little different, but he couldn't tell where the difference was. A new option appeared in front of the second prince, human or demon, very easy to understand.

"Choose your mother--!"

The second prince roared and swung his claws towards the so-called goddess, but he missed and could not touch her at all.

The second prince angrily circled around Manshen. He hated and feared the existence of the goddess of fate who was above all gods and demons. What could be more tragic than a life being manipulated? He knew that this was not the real goddess of fate. There were many goddesses of fate, but the one in front of him was really hateful!

Manshen said: "Don't waste your energy, you can't touch my uh...ah, don't peek under my skirt!"

The second prince's face was filled with black lines, who wants to see it!
“Come, make your choice. Either become the Demon Lord, go out and kill all those rookie disciples, and create your own era of destruction; or abandon this power, put on this golden hoop yourself, and return to the human world.” Man Shen pointed his hand, and a golden headband appeared on the stone nearby, with twelve inscriptions shining on it.

"This twelve-word mantra is not an ordinary twelve-word mantra. Once you put on this hoop, you will never be able to take it off for the rest of your life. When you do bad things, your head will hurt."

Manshen seemed to be very reluctant to let the second prince choose this golden hoop, so he kept saying bad things. It's really miserable. As long as you wear it, you will never do anything harmful to the world in your life, and you can only be a good person.

"You will be constantly given the nice guy card, saying that you are a good person and it is impossible for you to destroy the world again."

The Second Prince did not hesitate for long. Strangely, compared to what Man Shen said, he actually wanted to quickly shed the skin of the Demon Lord because he did not want to meet people in this state. It was too embarrassing, and he would be dragged to take a photo.

The second prince reached out and picked up the golden hoop from the stone. Suddenly, he felt that the golden hoop was very hot and heavy. However, the Demon Lord was not afraid of heat or weight. He thought that if he released a little bit of Chaos Fire, he could burn the golden hoop, but he didn't do it after all. When he put the golden hoop on his head by himself, he was suddenly pressed to the ground. "How is it possible?" The second prince was shocked. How many pounds did this golden hoop weigh?

The god's face was all smiles, which was equivalent to the weight of a sacred mountain.

"Embrace your destiny. I, Sun, am leaving!" Man Shen flew into the sky and disappeared into the mist.

Outside the secret realm, Lu Ziqing was a little overwhelmed. This was the last time that Man Shen appeared, and he asked Sun Wukong to take his place, and sure enough, there were some small mistakes.

The second prince was knocked to the ground, but when he understood the twelve-word mantra on the golden hoop, he felt the weight disappear.

He was surprised to find that his demon lord appearance had completely disappeared, and he had returned to his original human appearance. Then the second prince realized with horror, who cast this spell? He actually had a method comparable to that of the demon master!

When the second prince got up, he was surrounded by warriors and more than two hundred fellow apprentices.

Someone shouted excitedly: "The Second Prince has recovered!"

There was cheering all around. The Second Prince lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully saved us all!
The warrior Xiu also breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the second prince turn back into human form, he knew that everything was over.

"Second Prince, what's that on your head?" someone asked curiously.

“This? This is the magic-suppressing golden hoop…” The second prince took the golden hoop off casually, and then fell silent. Didn’t they say that it could not be taken off for a lifetime?
"My treasure! This must be the reward that belongs to you after defeating the Six Paths Demon Lord!" Everyone was looking at the Second Prince's golden hoop, and they could feel that it had a powerful force...

Feel nothing! The second prince just wanted to tell them that this was all your own psychological effect! He could not feel any power from the removed golden hoop, because the power had already pressed on him like a mountain. Those inscriptions had actually been branded in his heart, locking his soul like a chain. This thing was made purely to suppress him.

Everything is a trap. You are just a trap.

The second prince didn't know if he would face the fate of being beheaded by the great swords of the immortal masters when he walked out of the secret realm. These soul chains connected to his soul were already all over his body. If he dared to resist, the immortal masters could take him down at any time. For him, the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, the only way to get his hands on his demon soul was for him to agree. And he had just put on the golden hoop for himself in the mist, which was equivalent to surrendering.

Wu Shixiu and others were as happy as mice falling into a rice jar at this time. After returning the golden hoop to the second prince, they suddenly found that there were many treasures left at the scene. These were the equipments that exploded after killing the Six Paths Demon Lord. They were all just what they could use. They were not extremely precious, but they were also very good things.

Moreover, the defenders on the top of the city said: "Thank you for helping to defend the city. Your contribution deserves to be remembered by the righteous and rewarded."

"Can it be exchanged for equipment?" Everyone was delighted. All their contributions in the secret realm were recorded?
The quartermaster took out a merit book, and everyone had different points. This merit book recorded everything in great detail, even helping with cooking was considered hard work, and boosting morale also received bonus points.

"What we can exchange is... wrist guards? Watcher suit?"