The thirteenth demon prince of the Nine Netherworld Demon Palace! A despairing gap in strength!

At the edge of the battlefield, several hundred feet away.

The figures of Lin Mo and Lei Jingxiao appeared almost simultaneously.

As soon as they stood firm, they both looked back at the spot where they had just been standing.

They saw that the solid ground there had completely disappeared, replaced by a terrifying, bottomless black hole.

*Gulp...*

Lei Jingxiao swallowed hard, cold sweat drenching his forehead.

If he had been even half a beat slower in reacting to that strike... no, even just a split second slower, he would likely have evaporated from this world just like that patch of land, with not even a trace remaining!

"Oh?"

"They actually escaped?"

Just as the two were still reeling from the shock, a slightly surprised voice drifted down from above the black hole.

"Heh..."

"Their reactions were quite fast."

"It seems the Human Race Prodigies of this generation aren't all useless trash."

Accompanying the voice, ripples appeared in the Void Realm ahead.

A slender figure slowly stepped out from within.

It was a young man with a sickly pale complexion, dressed in an elegant black robe with gold patterns, his long hair flowing loosely.

He didn't exude much violent Devilish Qi; in fact, he looked somewhat frail and scholarly.

However, the tightly closed dark-purple vertical eye between his brows emitted a terrifying pressure that caused one's Divine Soul to sting with just a single glance!

He didn't need to intentionally release his pressure; simply by standing there, the surrounding space seemed unable to withstand his presence, beginning to faintly distort and wail.

"Who are you?!"

Lin Mo stared at the young man who had suddenly appeared, his grip on his long sword tightening instinctively.

His spiritual senses were screaming in warning; the guy in front of him was on a completely different level than the previous Demon Generals!

"Who am I?"

The young man floated in mid-air, looking down at Lin Mo with a cold sneer playing on his lips.

"Remember well, the one sending you on your way..."

"Is the Thirteenth Demon Son of the Nine Nether Demon Palace, the Young Lord of the Youyan Demon Clan—You Xuan!"

"The Youyan Demon Clan?!"

Upon hearing this name, Lei Jingxiao's expression shifted drastically.

"Brother Lin! Watch out!!"

"This guy's background is terrifyingly large!"

Lei Jingxiao stared fixedly at You Xuan, explaining rapidly to Lin Mo:

"The Nine Nether Demon Palace... that is the only Dominator-level power in the entire Nine Nether Demon Prison!"

"It rules over the billions of demons in the Demon Prison; it's a true behemoth standing in opposition to the Cangxuan Great Realm!"

"Even our Yanyang Holy Land must be somewhat wary when facing the Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

"And this Youyan Demon Clan..."

Lei Jingxiao took a deep breath, looking at the vertical mark on You Xuan's forehead with deep dread in his eyes.

"They are one of the 'Royal Clans' among the Demon Race!"

"Members of this clan are born with a Nether Silence Demon Eye in their forehead, which is said to possess the terrifying power to annihilate all things!"

"A Demon Son of the Nine Nether Demon Palace... plus the status of a Royal Clan Young Lord..."

"This guy... is definitely one of the top monsters of the Demon Race's younger generation!"

After hearing Lei Jingxiao's explanation, although Lin Mo's understanding of these factions was still a bit vague,

He understood one thing from Lei Jingxiao's extremely grim expression.

And that was that this time, a super tough opponent had arrived!

"A Demon Son of the Demon Palace, huh..."

Lin Mo's expression was incredibly solemn. The spiritual energy in his body began to circulate frantically, ready to respond to any sudden situation at any moment.

He couldn't see through the other's specific strength,

But that aura, as vast as an abyss and as deep as the sea, gave him an illusion of being nearly invincible!

"Heh, you know quite a bit."

Looking at the two who were acting as if facing a great enemy, the disdain in You Xuan's eyes grew even more intense.

As if facing two insects struggling in their death throes, he spoke with casual commentary:

"A Divine Body of the Human Race, and a Sword Cultivator with a bit of talent."

"If you were allowed to grow, perhaps you really could cause some trouble for my race."

"Unfortunately..."

He shook his head, his tone full of mockery.

"Your biggest mistake was appearing here at this time."

"In my eyes, you so-called Human Race Prodigies..."

"Are truly too weak."

"So weak that I don't even have the desire to strike."

"What did you say?!"

"Too weak?!"

Hearing such insulting belittlement, the naturally proud Lei Jingxiao instantly exploded!

As a sequence of the Yanyang Holy Land, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Arrogant!!"

"So what if you're a Demon Son?! So what if you're from a Royal Clan?!"

"This is Shengyang Prefecture! This is the territory of my Human Race!"

Lei Jingxiao roared, purple electricity surging wildly. His previous apprehension transformed entirely into towering Battle Intent and fury.

"Since you've met me, Lei Jingxiao, you'll have to kneel down obediently!!"

Boom!!!

Before his voice had even faded, Lei Jingxiao had already lunged forward!

"Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison Divine Body! Activate!!"

He held nothing back, directly triggering his strongest Divine Body vision!

In an instant, the sky for a hundred miles around was transformed into a purgatory of purple thunder!

Nine thunder dragons roared forth, coiling around the thunder spear in his hand, turning that spear into a world-destroying thunder dragon!

"Go to hell!!"

Lei Jingxiao gave it his all, throwing this Peak spear strike fiercely toward You Xuan!

The power of this strike was dozens of times more terrifying than when he had instantly killed the Combined Dao Demon General!

Space shattered inch by inch beneath the thunder spear, as if even the heavens and earth were to be pierced by this single blow!

However.

Faced with this earth-shattering strike.

You Xuan didn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

He just stood there quietly, watching the roaring world-destroying thunder dragon approach, a cold sneer on his lips.

"Just with you?"

"Heh..."

"If your Divine Body had reached Major Achievement, I, the Demon Son, might fear you a little."

"But now..."

"It's nothing more than the struggle of an ant."

As he spoke, the vertical eye between You Xuan's brows, which had been tightly closed, finally cracked open a tiny slit.

Hum!

A beam of grey, deathly light flashed out from that slit.

World-Annihilating Gloom!

Sizzle!

The moment the grey light touched the thunder dragon, something bizarre happened!

The world-destroying thunder dragon, with its heaven-shaking power that could slay a Peak Combined Dao expert,

Was silently and instantly annihilated! It vanished!

In the end, not even a single arc of electricity remained!

"What?!"

Lei Jingxiao's pupils shrank violently, and before he could even react,

The grey light continued unabated, slamming hard into his chest!

Bang!!!

The layer of thunder armor condensed on Lei Jingxiao's body instantly shattered!

He was sent flying like a meteor, his chest caving in as he sprayed blood wildly, finally crashing deep into the earth, his fate unknown!

One strike!

With just a single strike!

Lei Jingxiao, the Ninth Sequence of the Yanyang Holy Land and possessor of a Divine Body, was completely crushed!

"How can this be?!"

"He's actually this strong?!"

Seeing this, even though Lin Mo had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be shocked, his heart pounding violently.

That was Lei Jingxiao!

Though he was a bit blunt, his strength was absolutely formidable!

And yet, in front of this You Xuan, he couldn't even survive a single move?!

How the hell are we supposed to fight this?!