IN LOVE WITH THE DEVIL PART 4

In Love With the Devil — Part 4 The King of the Underworld tightened his grip around Lin Yue without touching her physically. Invisible power wrapped around her throat as dark wind spiraled across the rooftop. Han Lucifer rose slowly despite the black flames tearing through his body. “Let her go.” For the first time, his voice no longer sounded human. The storm above Shanghai became violent. Lightning flashed crimson across the sky while demons flooded the streets below like shadows escaping from nightmares. Cars crashed. Buildings burned. The city was collapsing between heaven and hell. The King smiled coldly. “You would challenge me for a mortal girl?” Lin Yue struggled to breathe. “She’s… not mortal…” Shen Wuyin said weakly from the ground. Everyone turned toward him. Blood stained the corner of the heavenly executioner’s lips as he slowly stood again, leaning on his glowing sword. The King’s expression darkened immediately. “You dare speak of that secret?” Lin Yue looked between them in confusion. “What secret?” No one answered. Han’s face became pale. And that silence terrified her more than the demons surrounding them. Shen Wuyin stared directly at Lin Yue. “Three hundred years ago, when the palace burned, Li Xuan did not die as an ordinary human.” The memories inside Lin Yue trembled violently. Pieces of forgotten truth surfaced slowly. The palace. The fire. Han kneeling before darkness itself. And her own blood glowing with golden light. Shen Wuyin continued quietly. “She was born from the Soul Flame.” The rooftop fell silent. Even the demons stopped moving. Lin Yue frowned. “What does that mean?” Han closed his eyes painfully. But the King answered first. “It means your soul was created before heaven and hell existed.” A horrifying realization spread through Lin Yue. “No…” The King stepped closer. “You are the only being capable of destroying the balance between realms.” Suddenly, another memory exploded inside her mind. Ancient temples collapsing. Winged creatures bowing before a girl dressed in white and gold. Her own voice echoing through eternity. If the Soul Flame awakens completely… both worlds will burn. Lin Yue screamed as unbearable pain spread through her body. Golden fire burst from her skin. The demons nearby instantly disintegrated into ash. The King’s smile widened. “Yes,” he whispered. “Awaken.” Han moved instantly. Dark wings spread around Lin Yue protectively as he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t listen to him!” Lin Yue trembled violently. “I can’t stop it…” Golden flames spiraled into the sky, tearing through clouds. Far below the rooftop, millions of lights across Shanghai suddenly went dark. The entire city descended into shadow. The King laughed deeply. “Heaven sealed your memories because they feared you.” Shen Wuyin tightened his grip on his sword. “And hell wants her power.” Lin Yue looked at Han desperately. “Tell me the truth.” Han’s silence lasted too long. Finally, he whispered the words she feared most. “They ordered me to kill you.” Her heart stopped. “What?” “Heaven discovered what you truly were centuries ago,” Han said painfully. “They believed your power would destroy creation itself.” His golden eyes filled with sorrow. “They gave me a choice. Kill you… or watch them erase your soul forever.” Lin Yue slowly stepped away from him. “But you loved me.” “I still do.” “Then why didn’t you tell me?” Han looked shattered. “Because every lifetime, I tried to protect you from the truth.” The King folded his massive wings behind him. “And every lifetime, she died because of you.” Those words struck Han like a blade. Lin Yue saw the guilt in his eyes. Three hundred years of guilt. Three hundred years of loneliness. Every reincarnation. Every death. All connected to him. Tears filled her eyes. “You watched me die over and over again?” Han could barely answer. “Yes.” The pain in his voice was unbearable. For centuries, he searched every lifetime for her rebirth. Only to lose her again. And again. And again. Lin Yue suddenly understood why Han never smiled. Why darkness surrounded him. Why he feared love itself. Because loving her had become an endless punishment. The King raised one clawed hand toward the sky. “Enough sentiment.” The giant gate above Shanghai opened wider. Something monstrous moved behind it. Countless glowing red eyes appeared in the darkness. The true armies of the underworld were arriving. Shen Wuyin’s expression hardened. “If they cross completely, humanity ends tonight.” The hunters looked terrified. “We can’t stop them!” The King’s voice thundered across the heavens. “The Soul Flame belongs to the underworld!” Dark chains shot toward Lin Yue again. But this time— Han caught them with his bare hands. Black blood poured from his palms. The King narrowed his eyes. “You would betray your own origin?” Han slowly rose into the air. Darkness exploded around him like a living storm. His wings grew larger. Longer. The sky itself seemed unable to contain his power anymore. Lin Yue stared at him in shock. This was not the lonely man she met beneath the rain. This was the Devil feared by heaven itself. Han’s glowing eyes locked onto the King. “I endured hell for three hundred years.” The air trembled violently. “But I will burn every realm before I lose her again.” The King smiled. Finally pleased. “That is the son I created.” Suddenly, black flames consumed Han completely. The rooftop shattered beneath the pressure of his power. Shen Wuyin immediately realized the danger. “He’s losing control!” Lin Yue looked upward in horror. Han’s darkness was no longer stable. The rage. The grief. The centuries of pain. All of it was consuming him. And if the Devil fully awakened— Shanghai would disappear by sunrise. Han looked down at Lin Yue one final time. And through all the darkness surrounding him… She saw tears in his eyes. “Run,” he whispered. Then heaven itself split apart.