527: recovery

In a distant corner of the starry sky, a massive figure emerged from the Void Realm, returning to the world once more.

Li Qi had already encountered many Saint Kings and discovered they generally shared a common trait... their bodies were often exceptionally massive.

Yu Si Hai, who slumbered at the bottom of the Endless Sea, was a thousand feet tall, while the Dragon Abyss Saint King, whom Li Qi had killed, was a hundred feet tall!

As for this Saint Demon, his size was even more absurdly large; he was as massive... as a mountain or a towering Peak!

After Fusion with a Sacred Throne, these Saint Kings not only accepted the power of the Sacred Throne, but that power also deeply altered the very essence of their lives, causing their size and foundations to undergo immense changes.

After a long period of recovery, this Saint Demon finally came back to life completely, returning once more to the world.

"I have finally... come back to life..."

Having crossed the threshold of life and death, the Saint Demon felt the surging vitality within him once more, overcome with emotion.

Although he currently possessed only one Sacred Throne and was far from his former Peak level, he was still a genuine Saint King powerhouse, and he quickly adapted to this familiar power.

Simultaneously, the figures of many Demon Generals appeared one by one; aside from a few who were sealed or had recently been killed, all the other Demon Generals were present.

Seeing the Saint Demon return to the world, the Demon Generals immediately let out loud shouts.

"We respectfully welcome Lord Saint Demon's return to the world!"

"We respectfully welcome Lord Saint Demon's return to the world!"

"We respectfully welcome Lord Saint Demon's return to the world!!!"

Their shouts resounded through the starry universe. The Saint Demon was their king, their god. Now that he had fully recovered, all the Demon Generals were ecstatic, each one roaring at the top of their lungs.

The Saint Demon was also excited, but at the same time, he faintly felt that something was not quite right...

What exactly was wrong?

The Saint Demon scratched his lower back, feeling a bit of an itch there...

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he jerked his fingers... actually plucking something directly off his lower back.

Holding the object before his eyes, the Saint Demon's face twisted in shock.

"How bold!"

"It's actually you?!"

Clutched in the Saint Demon's hand was none other than the Consciousness Clone that had been parasitizing him—Li Qi.

Naturally, the Saint Demon recognized Li Qi. The moment he saw this Consciousness Clone... he understood everything.

No wonder my back was always itching?

No wonder I've been feeling so weak lately?

So it was you all along!

A mix of shock and rage filled the Saint Demon. His grip tightened, making the Consciousness Clone creak and groan as it was squeezed nearly out of shape.

The Demon Generals witnessed this scene and were filled with confusion.

"What is that thing? It looks like it was plucked off Lord Saint Demon."

"I don't know. It looks like some kind of Clone."

"For some reason, I feel like that thing is very similar to us... like another Demon General."

"The aura emanating from that thing is very familiar, like it's one of our own."

"Huh? You feel that way too?"

"I thought I was the only one who found it familiar."

The Demon Generals discussed amongst themselves while the Saint Demon's face turned pale with fury.

By now, how could he not know what had happened?

He had been played by this Li Qi!

The other party actually possessed such means to parasitize his body without him noticing a thing.

"Speak!"

"How did you do it?"

"Where did your Demon Heart Supreme Sacred Art come from?"

A playful look filled the face of the Consciousness Clone: "Take a guess?"

Guess?

"Guess my ass!!!"

Being toyed with like this, the Saint Demon's rage continued to surge, fire practically spewing from his eyes.

His grip tightened further, nearly crushing Li Qi's Consciousness Clone to pieces!

"You won't talk, will you?"

"Fine, fine, fine!"

"I know this is just one of your Clones, and killing it won't affect you, but I will find your original body!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"You're dead! Aaaaaah!!!"

Rarely did the Saint Demon lose his composure like this. He roared repeatedly, his killing intent boiling over.

The Consciousness Clone in the Saint Demon's hand was nearing its limit, its body about to collapse and dissipate at any moment. Yet, it still looked at the Saint Demon leisurely and said with a serious expression.

"No, you're wrong."

"The one who will die isn't me... it will be you..."

After saying that, the Consciousness Clone could no longer withstand the immense pressure from the Saint Demon's hand. Its body was crushed into pieces, dissipating into a cloud of black mist.

Although the Consciousness Clone was dead, there wasn't a hint of satisfaction on the Saint Demon's face, only anger and resentment.

But as if confirming the Consciousness Clone's words, a somewhat abrupt voice suddenly rang in the ears of the demons.

"Saint Demon, it's been a long time..."

"Do you still remember me?"

The Saint Demon's entire body stiffened. He turned his head toward the direction of the voice, only to see a figure he had long loathed.

Finally, three words slowly squeezed out of the Saint Demon's mouth.

"Yu Si Hai..."