142: Please, Ancestor, go to your death.

The Ten Thousand Devil Cave, the Forbidden Ground of the Huan Demon Sect.

The air here was so thick it could almost drip blood. A massive altar made of white bones stood in the center of a pool of blood, where countless wronged souls, drained to death by Dual Cultivation, churned within.

Around the altar, ten thousand Disciples of the Demon Sect sat cross-legged, each with a fanatical and eerie flush on their faces. They did not know that the Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang they had painstakingly cultivated for many years were about to become fuel for the Old Ancestor to charge towards a higher Realm.

"Boom—!"

With a loud bang, the stone door deep within the Ten Thousand Devil Cave exploded.

A terrifying Aura, unique to the Mahayana Early Stage, swept across the entire scene like Mount Tai pressing down.

An old man wearing a black robe, with white hair dancing wildly like chaotic calligraphy, stepped out from the Void Realm, cold ghost fire flickering in his eyes.

This was the pillar of the Huan Demon Sect—Old Ancestor Heishan!

"Welcome, Old Ancestor, on exiting seclusion! May the Old Ancestor live as long as the heavens and rule the Eastern Profound Domain!" ten thousand Disciples shouted in unison, their voices shaking the universe.

Old Ancestor Heishan laughed wildly, his voice like the screech of a night owl.

His withered, eagle-claw-like hand waved violently, and an irresistible suction force instantly grabbed Su Mei, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and pulled her toward the altar.

"Mei'er, I have raised you for fifty full years." Old Ancestor Heishan landed on the altar, the greedy, lecherous light in his eyes almost becoming tangible. "Your Nine Yin Body has already reached Great Perfection. Today, as long as I consume your Yuan Yin and borrow the blood energy of these ten thousand Disciples, I can ascend to immortality in broad daylight and achieve the supreme devil body!"

Su Mei was currently restrained by Devilish Qi on a bone pillar of the altar. Her thin, cicada-wing-like red silk wedding dress swayed in the cold wind, perfectly outlining her curvaceous and criminally alluring figure.

Her fox tails hung weakly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with despair. Subconsciously, she looked toward the Protector's seat below the stage, at that tall, sturdy figure wearing a Shura mask.

"Master... save me..." she whispered miserably in her heart.

"Begin! Ten Thousand Devils Heaven-Swallowing Formation, rise!"

Old Ancestor Heishan formed seals with both hands, and the bone altar beneath his feet instantly erupted with sky-piercing blood-red light.

For a moment, the Spiritual Qi throughout the Ten Thousand Devil Cave began to riot crazily. The blood energy of the ten thousand Disciples was forcibly extracted, turning into streams of blood-red dragons that surged toward the center of the altar.

Old Ancestor Heishan opened his arms, preparing to welcome the vast energy that would allow him to be reborn.

His old face was filled with smug satisfaction, as if he had already seen the image of himself ruling the world.

However, just at that critical moment when the blood-red energy was about to pour into his body, a sudden change occurred!

"Hum—!"

The originally blood-red Formation runes were instantly covered by a layer of noble and domineering brilliant golden light.

Ding! High-concentration energy source detected! Yin and Yang Thief Mode activated! Target locked: Old Ancestor Heishan!

A sound like a great bell tolling exploded in the Void Realm.

The blood-red dragons that were originally flowing toward Old Ancestor Heishan suddenly turned in the air and surged crazily toward the masked man in the Protector's seat!

"What is happening? Formation backlash?" Old Ancestor Heishan's expression changed drastically. He discovered in horror that not only had he failed to absorb the energy, but his Mahayana Stage cultivation was beginning to leak out crazily at this instant, flowing backward along the lines of the Formation!

"No! This is impossible! Who dares to scheme against me from behind!" Old Ancestor Heishan roared crazily, only to find himself as if nailed to the altar, unable to move.

"Old thing, your delivery has arrived. Please sign for 'death'."

A playful and cold voice sounded. Lin Chen slowly removed his mask, revealing that domineering face capable of making all women in the world lose their composure and all living beings tremble.

He stepped on the Void Realm, and with every step he took, a brilliant golden Dragon Phoenix auspicious cloud was born beneath his feet.

The terrifying energy gathered from the ten thousand Disciples and the lifelong cultivation of Old Ancestor Heishan now turned into a heaven-supporting golden vortex, continuously pouring into Lin Chen's Human Emperor Sacred Body, which was like a furnace.

Lin Chen's figure flashed, appearing instantly in the center of the altar.

His strong, powerful arms swept out, directly pulling the shaken Su Mei into his embrace.

Su Mei felt a breath so scorching and masculine that it made her whole body numb wash over her. This sense of shock from returning from the dead made her instinctively clamp her long, jade-like fox legs together, pressing tightly into Lin Chen's embrace, and she let out a charming, soft moan.

"Master... Mei'er, you really came..."

Lin Chen did not speak; he only domineeringly gripped her slender waist that could be spanned by a hand, and looked up coldly at the Old Ancestor who was rapidly aging due to the loss of his cultivation.

"Your Great Sacrifice is not bad; now, it is mine."

A series of rumbles like muffled thunder came from within Lin Chen's body. That was the sound of a Bottleneck shattering!

Half-step Dao Integration... Dao Integration Early Stage... Dao Integration Middle Stage... Dao Integration Late Stage!

In just a few breaths, Lin Chen's Aura spanned a major Realm, and that invincible Aura unique to the Human Emperor caused the entire Ten Thousand Devil Cave to begin collapsing.

The energy infusion was accompanied by extreme physiological pleasure. At this moment, the Yang Qi within Lin Chen's body was almost overflowing, and that desire to control everything dyed his pitch-black eyes with a layer of dark gold.

He looked down at Su Mei in his arms, who was flushed and limp all over from being infected by his domineering Aura.

At this moment, Su Mei's bright red wedding dress had been shattered by the aftermath of the Formation. On her snow-white skin, there still remained a trace of trembling from the fear. Her tall and proud breasts were looming in the broken red silk, rising and falling with her rapid breathing, and the faint redness showing at the tips made the desire for conquest in Lin Chen instantly explode.

Her nine snow-white fox tails, because of the extreme pleasure and dependence, did not retract but instead wrapped tightly around Lin Chen's waist and legs like an octopus.

"Master... Mei'er can't take it anymore... my body is so hot..."

Su Mei's soul-stirring fox eyes were filled with mist. Her beautiful, vibrant red lips were slightly parted, greedily breathing in the masculine Aura radiating from Lin Chen, which carried a golden divine light. In the aftermath of that energy backflow, she also received a share of the benefits, and the Bottleneck that was originally only at the Dao Integration Early Stage was actually loosening.

Lin Chen looked at the wailing demonesses below the stage and the body in his arms that was alluring to the extreme. He no longer suppressed the desire in his heart, nor did he hide the imperial domineering Aura that ruled the heavens.

He violently sealed Su Mei's red lips.

Different from the previous probing, this kiss was full of plunder and control. Su Mei felt as if struck by lightning, her delicate body trembling violently, and her nine tails rubbed crazily against Lin Chen's back, emitting a series of whimpers that made one's blood boil.

On this collapsing altar, under the gaze of countless wronged souls and demon cultivators, Lin Chen was like the most domineering Demon God in history, destroying the Demon Sect with one hand and conquering the Saintess with the other in that crazily surging torrent of Spiritual Qi.

"Ah—!"

Old Ancestor Heishan let out his final, desperate scream, and his whole body turned into a withered skeleton, passing away with the wind.

Lin Chen's Aura finally settled steadily at the Dao Integration Peak, just one step away from the Mahayana Stage!

He picked up Su Mei, who had softened into a puddle of mud, and coldly scanned the devastation all over the ground.

"From today on, there is no more Hehuan Sect in the Eastern Profound Domain."

In his eyes, the coming new era was reflected. And Su Mei in his arms had long been lost in that ultimate salvation and desire, with a trace of satisfied and depraved curvature hanging from the corners of her mouth.