The end of the road for the mysterious! Your identity is now mine!

On the edge of Shengyang Prefecture, in a desolate, lifeless wasteland.

Buzz!

The originally calm space suddenly underwent a period of violent distortion.

Immediately after.

Thud!

A figure covered in blood, looking extremely wretched, stumbled out from the crack and crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough, cough..."

"Pfft—!"

As soon as the person landed, he began to cough violently, spraying out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, staining the ground in front of him.

This bedraggled figure was none other than the Thirteenth Demon Son of the Nine Nether Demon Palace—You Xuan, who had barely escaped from Lin Mo's hands with his life by using a life-saving trump card!

But at this moment, where was there even a hint of a Demon Son's prestige?

His luxurious robes had long since turned into tattered rags, hanging on him even more shabbily than a beggar's.

What was even more shocking was that the left half of his body had now completely disappeared!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, yet covered with a layer of lingering frost.

That was the destructive trauma left by the Lunar Power, which was constantly eroding his vitality and preventing the wound from healing.

"Damn it...!"

"Truly damn it!!!"

You Xuan struggled to move his body, leaning back against a large boulder and panting heavily.

That reasonably handsome face was now twisted into a knot due to extreme pain, looking hideous and terrifying, like a vengeful ghost.

"That damned Taiyin Sacred Body!"

"And that damned wretched woman!!"

"I'll remember you! This Demon Son will definitely kill you!!"

You Xuan gritted his teeth, the venomous resentment in his eyes almost overflowing!

No matter what, he never expected that he would suffer such a huge loss on this expedition!

That Human Race ant, who should have been played with in the palm of his hand, actually awakened the legendary Taiyin Sacred Body at the critical moment!

But if it were only that, it would have been fine!

After all, as a Demon Son, he had a deep Foundation. Even if that Lin Mo awakened a Sacred Body, at most they would have fought to a draw. It would have been impossible to kill him!

But it just so happened... by some coincidence!

Beside Lin Mo, there was actually a contemporary successor of the Tianji Hall!

That damned woman used those unpredictable secret techniques to suppress him time and again, preventing him from utilizing his heaven-reaching strength at all!

This was the culprit that led to his defeat and almost caused his downfall!

"If it weren't for that wretched woman, that kid's final strike could never have injured me so severely!"

"Tianji Hall... Hmph... just you wait!"

"Once I've recovered from my injuries and encounter that wretched woman again, this Demon Son will definitely skin her alive, pull out her Divine Soul to be refined into a lamp wick, and let her suffer through demonic fires day and night to vent the hatred in my heart!!"

At this moment, You Xuan's hatred for Mu Yurou was even greater than his hatred for Lin Mo!

Because in his view, it was that woman's actions that caused him to suffer such a humiliating disgrace!

As for Lei Jingxiao?

Heh, that so-called Ninth Sequence of the Holy Land had long been ignored by him.

Just a God Body that hasn't grown up yet; it's not like he hasn't killed one before. It wasn't worth his attention and didn't even have the qualification to be resented by him!

"Phew..."

After venting for a while, You Xuan forced himself to calm down.

He looked around warily, sensing the desolate atmosphere around him.

"This place is still within the Human Race's territory; I shouldn't stay for long!"

"In my current state, even some Spirit Transformation Realm trash could take my life!"

"I must heal quickly and then find a way to contact the Demon Palace to return to the Nine Nether Demon Prison!"

You Xuan knew clearly in his heart that he was currently a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Once discovered by a Human Race Cultivator, his fate would be absolutely miserable.

Thinking of this, without another word, he prepared to circulate his Demonic Technique. Even if he risked damaging his Foundation, he had to suppress his injuries first and leave this place.

However.

Just at the moment he was about to mobilize his Devilish Qi.

A sinister voice, filled with a bit of mockery and coldness, rang out without any warning.

"Return to the Nine Nether Demon Prison?"

"Hehe..."

"You won't have the chance."

The voice wasn't loud, yet it was like a thunderclap, booming within You Xuan's mind!

"What?!"

You Xuan's expression changed abruptly, and his hair stood on end.

"Who?!"

"Get out here for this Demon Son!!"

Enduring the severe pain, he let out a violent shout, and his Divine Thought swept out frantically like a tide, trying to find the source of the voice.

But... no matter how he searched, there was absolutely no sign of anyone's presence in the surroundings except for the howling cold wind and the dead wasteland!

That voice was as if it had appeared out of thin air!

This bizarre scene caused You Xuan's heart to instantly sink to the bottom, and an unprecedented chill rose from his spine.

The newcomer could avoid his perception and approach silently... their strength was definitely extraordinary!

"Playing tricks!"

"Come out if you have the guts!!"

You Xuan roared with feigned bravado, trying to hide the fear in his heart this way.

"Why are you barking?"

"You're nothing more than a half-crippled piece of trash."

"Who gave you the courage to bark in front of me?"

Accompanied by an extremely arrogant sneer.

You Xuan discovered to his absolute horror... that in the shadow beneath him,

a mass of pitch-black mist was actually churning!

Following that, a slender figure slowly emerged from his shadow!

The figure was clad in a black robe with black hair falling over his shoulders, and he showed not a single ripple of spiritual power,

yet he exuded a terrifying aura that was even darker than the deepest abyss!

And when You Xuan saw that person's face clearly.

His pupils shrank, and his whole body felt as if struck by lightning, freezing completely in place!

"No..."

"This... this is impossible!!!"

"You... how could you?!"

You Xuan simply couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't even stop himself from trembling.

Because he could never forget this person's face, even if it were turned to ash!

This face... was clearly that Taiyin Sacred Body—Lin Mo—who had just severely injured him and pushed him to a dead end in front of Zhenyuan Pass!

But... why?!

Why could this guy catch up so quickly?

And... why did this "Lin Mo" before him feel so unfamiliar?

The aura on his body was no longer that sacred and noble Lunar Power.

Instead, it carried a... Demonic Nature that was even purer, darker, and more terrifying than his own as a Demon Race Demon Son?!

"Jie jie jie..."

"Quite a surprise, isn't it?"

Looking at You Xuan's expression as if he had seen a ghost,

"Lin Mo" was in no hurry to strike; instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"I love seeing that expression of yours, both horrified and desperate."

"This taste of fear..."

"It really makes me feel excited!"

This black-robed man was naturally Lin Mo's other side,

the True Self Incarnation who resided within his Sea of Consciousness and called himself the "Demon Ancestor"—Black-robed Lin Mo!

As early as when Lin Mo was fighting You Xuan, he had already quietly planted a wisp of his Origin Demonic Qi on You Xuan's body.

As for why he did this?

The answer was simple!

Since he was the "Demon Ancestor," how could he not go and see that legendary Demon Race Holy Land—the Nine Nether Demon Palace?

However, he was currently attached to Lin Mo after all. If he were to barge in openly,

it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble and might even bring a fatal disaster upon the original body.

Therefore.

A suitable stepping stone, a perfect "host," became crucial!

And this Thirteenth Demon Son before him, who had a noble status and decent talent but just happened to be severely injured... wasn't he the most perfect skin sent to him by the heavens?

"You... you are also from the Demon Race?!"

"But why?!"

Hearing this standard devil-style speech and then feeling the other party's overwhelming demonic might.

You Xuan was completely confused at this point; he subconsciously took Black-robed Lin Mo for some high-level Demon Race hidden under a Human Race skin.

But what he couldn't understand was why the other party was targeting him.

"Why are there so many 'whys'?"

Black-robed Lin Mo interrupted him somewhat impatiently, a flash of indifference in his eyes.

"To me, you are nothing more than a pawn, a container."

"That this Demon Ancestor has taken a fancy to your Physical Body is the honor of your life!"

"Alright, stop resisting."

"This Ancestor... shall grant you new life!"

Black-robed Lin Mo's patience was clearly very thin; he was unwilling to waste words on a dead man.

Before his voice had even faded, he took a step forward, his figure transforming into a mass of black mist as he lunged toward You Xuan!

"Wait!!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Possession?!!"

You Xuan reacted instantly, a thick look of terror emerging in his eyes!

"You dare?!"

"I have a Divine Thought planted by the Demon Saint Old Ancestor himself!!"

"If you dare to touch me, once the Old Ancestor's Divine Thought erupts, you will die too!!"

"You can't possibly..."

In this moment of life and death, You Xuan brought out his final trump card, trying to use it to intimidate the other party and trade for a slim chance of survival.

However.

"Ah!!!"

Before he could finish his words, they turned into an extremely shrill scream!

That mass of black mist didn't pause for a moment, directly ignoring his threat and brutally charging into his Sea of Consciousness!

"Hmph, noisy."

"A Demon Saint's Divine Thought?"

"To this Ancestor, it's nothing more than this!"

Within You Xuan's Sea of Consciousness, Black-robed Lin Mo's domineering and contemptuous voice rang out.

"Alright, you can die completely now!"

The words fell.

A faint light flashed in Black-robed Lin Mo's eyes, transforming into an all-devouring black hole.

"No—!!"

Accompanied by You Xuan's final cry of despair.

In an instant, his Divine Soul was by this higher-level demonic intent,

directly obliterated, swallowed whole, and turned into nourishment for Black-robed Lin Mo!