122: Shocked, Clan Chief Ye, you've reached the fourth level of the Profound Ink Realm?

With The Two Elders constantly piling food onto his plate, Mysterious Ink ate very well and felt very satisfied.

After the meal, he had to suggest leaving.

After all, Ye Feiyan was still in closed-door cultivation, attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm; it was better to be safe than sorry.

Moreover, this also concerned the experience points he could gain every second in the future.

It was better to return and keep an eye on things personally.

When The Two Elders heard he was leaving again, they were very reluctant, but they did not stop him.

Instead, they continued to run into the kitchen to get busy.

Soon, the storage ring of Mysterious Ink was filled with various food boxes by The Two Elders.

"Go on, child. Pay attention to safety outside. If you are tired, just come back."

"We will support you."

Mother Ye touched the head of Mysterious Ink with reluctance, as gentle as a loving mother.

Father Ye also nodded in agreement from the side.

"Alright, I will come to see you again when I have time."

Mysterious Ink nodded lightly, carrying the heavy love of The Two Elders, and took Ding Xiaoxue as he transformed into a stream of light and rushed toward the horizon.

Until that figure completely disappeared from sight.

The Two Elders reluctantly withdrew their gaze.

Mother Ye finally couldn't help but exclaim: "The little boy that our little Mysterious Ink turned into is truly handsome."

"Indeed." Father Ye also nodded in agreement, his face full of pride.

"In the future, our little Mysterious Ink can also be a person."

He continued with a chuckle.

However, the Ye Family Patriarch, who was quietly seeing them off, was completely stunned after hearing this conversation between The Two Elders.

Little... little boy?!

Lord Xuan Mo turned into a little boy?!

Unable to suppress the curiosity and shock in his heart, he hurriedly asked: "What... what did you mean by what you just said?"

"Oh, it is like this..."

The Two Elders did not hide it and immediately told him everything about Mysterious Ink transforming into human form.

Boom—!!

Damn it!

When the Ye Family Patriarch finished listening to the words of The Two Elders.

His face was filled with endless absurdity and disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Trans... Transformation?!

As the Clan Chief of a beast-taming family, how could he not know what the word 'transformation' meant?

That was something only a Yao Beast that had stepped into the Fourth Realm could do.

Fourth Realm!

That was a supreme existence comparable to a Nascent Soul True Lord of the Human Race.

Now that Mysterious Ink could already transform, did that not mean...

He thought in horror, his face full of emotion; who could have imagined.

That little black snake, which everyone in the Ye Family had once regarded as 'trash' and scoffed at.

Now, not only had it completed the ultimate transformation like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, turning from a snake into a dragon.

Its Realm had even reached the Fourth Realm, the peak of the East Sea!

The speed of growth... was simply Heaven-Defying!

...

The night was thick, like ink that could not be dissolved.

High above the sky, a pitch-black stream of light was tearing through the clouds and rushing toward Fallen Immortal City at a terrifying speed that was fast to the extreme.

It was Mysterious Ink, bringing Ding Xiaoxue back to the Beast Taming Sect.

The monstrous killing intent that had erupted on his dragon body due to the tragedy of the Ye Family had long since been completely restrained.

Those dragon pupils, which had been filled with endless coldness and grim majesty, had now returned to their usual laziness and calmness.

It was as if the terrifying killing intent from before, which had been enough to make the Ye Family Patriarch lose his soul, was merely an illusion.

And behind him, the petite figure who looked only about ten years old, but whose face was full of determination and hatred, was Ding Xiaoxue.

She was tightly gripping the cold scales of Mysterious Ink, and in those eyes, which should have been innocent, flickered a bone-deep hatred that did not match her age.

"Yin Spirit Clan..."

She clenched her fists tightly, and her sharp fingernails had already pierced into her palms, bringing out drops of bright red blood.

But she seemed to feel no pain at all.

Mysterious Ink naturally noticed the strangeness of the little girl behind him.

However, he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to it.

Now, his only task was to safely bring this 'Yin Spirit Body' back to the Beast Taming Sect.

As for whether she would choose to take revenge or sink into despair in the future.

It had nothing to do with him.

The reason he took her away.

Was for no other reason.

Only because in that terrifying disaster that was enough to completely annihilate the entire Ye Family.

The Guest Elder of Ding Zhen had fought to the death at the critical moment, protecting the lives of The Two Elders in a disguised manner.

Otherwise, he might never have been able to see The Two Elders again.

Although he, Mysterious Ink, was not a good person, he was clear about gratitude and grudges!

Ding Zhen had used his own life to exchange for the safety of The Two Elders.

Then he would protect the safety of Ding Xiaoxue, whom Ding Zhen had valued most during his lifetime.

This was his Dao!

However.

Just as Mysterious Ink was pondering.

Those dragon pupils, which had been half-squinted with majesty, suddenly narrowed without warning.

The huge dragon body, which had been as fast as thunder, also stopped in mid-air without warning.

"Mo... Brother Mo?"

Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of Ding Xiaoxue, which had been full of hatred.

Mysterious Ink did not answer.

His dragon pupils, filled with endless majesty and a hint of cold playfulness, slowly looked toward the pitch-black night sky in front, which appeared empty.

"Watching for so long, aren't your eyes sore? Come out."

A magnetic voice slowly spilled from the mouth of Mysterious Ink.

His eyes, like a deity above the Nine Heavens, indifferently looked down at the ants in the Void Realm below who thought they were well hidden.

As his words fell.

That void, which had been empty, unexpectedly rippled like water without warning.

Immediately.

A figure of an old man wearing a blood-colored robe, with a withered face and looking full of endless gloom and weirdness, appeared silently.

As soon as he appeared.

A terrifying pressure, filled with endless bloodthirst and cruelty, exploded around like a burst flood.

That pressure was full of bloody, violent, and evil aura.

So much so that the clouds in the night sky were dyed into a disgusting blood-red color in an instant by that terrifying pressure.

The small face of Ding Xiaoxue, which had been full of determination, instantly turned pale under this terrifying pressure that was enough to make a Golden Core True Person suffocate.

If not for Mysterious Ink dividing a trace of insignificant power to protect her at the first moment.

I am afraid that this pressure filled with blood and evil energy alone would have been enough to make her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot.

"Nascent Soul Realm... Middle Stage?!"

A trace of surprise flashed in the majestic dragon pupils of Mysterious Ink.

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, the dragon pupils, which had been filled with laziness and playfulness, were instantly completely replaced by cold indifference.

"This disgusting Evil Qi..."

"You must be the Sect Leader of the Blood Fiend Sect who fled like a stray dog!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The blood-robed old man, who had been full of confidence, felt his turbid old eyes, filled with endless greed and cruelty, shrink violently.

He could not believe it!

This seemingly ordinary Fourth Realm black dragon in front of him could actually name his identity in one sentence!