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Above the desolate mountain, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

The Cultivators of the Sky Patrol Alliance Enforcement Team looked at the scholar in green robes blocking their path with shock and anger.

The other party's aura was only at the Late Golden Core Stage, yet he dared to speak such wild words, demanding they leave behind the serious criminals and commit suicide?

"Seeking death!" The Middle Golden Core leader laughed in extreme anger, "A person who hides their head and shows their tail, yet dares to block the carriage of my Sky Patrol Alliance? Take him down, dead or alive!"

The four Early Golden Core Stage team members behind him immediately summoned their Magical Artifacts, blades of light and shadows of swords mixed with the unique Evil-breaking Spells of the Sky Patrol Alliance, enveloping Nightmare like a violent storm! Their coordination was seamless, clearly well-trained.

Those few Demonic Cultivators locked in shackles, including the young man named Mo Yuan, all closed their eyes in despair.

They did not believe this suddenly appeared Cultivator could save them; instead, he might just throw away another life.

However, facing this joint attack capable of strangling an ordinary Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, Nightmare merely lifted his eyelids indifferently.

He did not even use any Divine Ability or Spell.

He simply released a trace of... pressure.

The pressure belonging to a Middle Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse, vast as an abyss and terrifying as a prison!

Boom!

Like an invisible tsunami crashing down!

The grimaces on the faces of those four charging Early Golden Core Stage Cultivators instantly froze, turning into extreme fear and disbelief!

They felt as if a ten-thousand-foot-tall mountain had slammed down onto their Divine Soul and Physical Body!

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones shattering rang out, setting one's teeth on edge!

The four could not even let out a scream; their protective spiritual light shattered instantly, and their Physical Bodies exploded in the air like crushed watermelons!

They turned into four thick mists of blood, and even their Golden Cores were annihilated along with them!

As for the Middle Golden Core leader, although his cultivation was slightly higher, he was struck in the chest as if by an invisible giant hammer, flying backward while spewing blood.

The Magical Artifact in his hand flew away, and his eyes were filled with boundless horror and despair!

"Nascent... Nascent Soul..." He spat out the two words with difficulty.

He did not know how many of his bones were broken, his internal organs were displaced, and he had completely lost the ability to resist.

Those Demonic Cultivators shackled by chains were even more stunned by this sudden turn of events, staring foolishly at the four blood mists in the air that had not yet dissipated, and at the figure standing with hands behind his back, his green robes unstained by dust.

Releasing a trace of pressure casually, yet instantly killing four Golden Core Cultivators and severely injuring a Middle Golden Core one?

What kind of terrifying strength is this?!

Nightmare paced slowly, walking up to the severely injured and dying Enforcement Team leader, looking down at him from above with eyes as cold as ice.

"You just said, Profound Yin Body? The daughter of the Netherworld Sect Saintess? Speak in detail. If there is half a sentence of falsehood, I will subject your soul to Soul Refining for a hundred years."

The voice was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds blowing past, causing the leader to tremble violently.

The fear of death completely engulfed him.

He did not doubt for a moment that the other party could do everything he said.

"Senior... spare me... I will speak, I will say everything!" He opened his mouth with difficulty, blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, "It... it was a clue accidentally discovered by a secret agent of the Alliance... When the Netherworld Sect was destroyed back then, its Saintess did not die in battle but fled while heavily injured, carrying her newborn daughter... It is said that her daughter inherited her mother's 'Profound Yin Body'..."

"We... we have been investigating for many years, and only recently confirmed that the Saintess died of her injuries and had long since passed away... But her daughter should still be alive, hiding in 'Black Water Town' at the border of the Southern Region and the Western Wilderness... She seems to have assumed the identity of a mute herb-gathering girl..."

"The Alliance... the Alliance ordered a secret capture... intending to strip her... her Profound Yin Origin and present it to Senior Brother Ye Fan... to help him Cultivate a Pure Yang Divine Ability and reach the Nascent Soul Stage..."

Black Water Town? A mute girl?

Nightmare noted this crucial information.

It seemed the Sky Patrol Alliance had not yet succeeded, only determined the general area.

"How did you determine her identity? Is there any proof?" Nightmare pressed.

"It... it was a rare treasure in the Alliance, the 'Shadow-Reflecting Mirror'... It accidentally captured a trace of extremely pure Profound Yin Qi... that's... that's how we followed the trail... The specific capture plan is personally overseen by... by Deputy Alliance Master Zhang... We are just on the periphery..." The leader, in order to survive, told everything he knew.

Nightmare nodded; the information was basically clear now.

He did not look at the leader again and turned to walk toward the terrified Demonic Cultivator prisoners.

His gaze fell upon the young Demonic Cultivator named Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan was trembling with excitement at this moment, struggling to kneel down: "Bene... Benefactor! It really is you! Thank you, Benefactor, for saving my life!"

Nightmare raised his hand in a gesture of support, a force preventing him from kneeling, and said indifferently: "Just a casual act."

He scanned the others with his gaze, and those Demonic Cultivators, upon meeting his eyes, all lowered their heads in awe.

Nightmare flicked out a few strands of Demonic Essence, precisely shattering the restrictive shackles on their bodies.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives!" The Demonic Cultivators regained their freedom and bowed excitedly, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude as they looked at Nightmare.

"Can you contact other people from the Netherworld Sect?" Nightmare asked Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's expression dimmed, and he shook his head: "The Sect was destroyed long ago, and the Disciples either died or scattered... We were only recently targeted and captured by the Sky Patrol Alliance because we were secretly paying respects to our former masters... We have long since been unable to contact anyone else."

He hesitated for a moment, looked at Nightmare, his eyes filled with a glimmer of hope, "Bene... Benefactor... you are inquiring about the Saintess's daughter, is it..."

"She is useful to me." Nightmare said bluntly, "I will find her. As for the Sky Patrol Alliance's plan, it will not succeed."

Upon hearing this, a flash of complexity crossed Mo Yuan's eyes, but it quickly turned firm: "Benefactor has given us a new life! If Benefactor can protect the Saintess's Bloodline, this life of mine, Mo Yuan, belongs to Benefactor from now on! I am willing to serve Benefactor like a dog or horse!"

The other few Demonic Cultivators also chimed in.

They were already stray dogs, and being able to receive the protection of such a powerful Nascent Soul Demonic Venerable was a heaven-sent Opportunity.

Nightmare glanced at Mo Yuan; this child's Heart-Nature was not bad, valuing loyalty and knowing how to repay kindness.

"Very good." He nodded, "I happen to need some manpower to help me gather information and handle miscellaneous matters."

He tapped his fingers repeatedly, and several strands of pure Demonic Essence, mixed with an extremely subtle Divine Soul mark, were shot into the bodies of Mo Yuan and the others.

The few of them shuddered, feeling their old internal injuries instantly heal, and their cultivation even improved slightly, but at the same time, they felt a faint, lingering bond added to their Divine Soul; their life and death were now entirely in the other party's thought.

This was a means of control, and also a reward.

"This is the 'Demonic Seed'; it can help you Cultivate, and it also allows me to sense your location and status. Serve me with peace of mind, and there will be benefits for you. If you have any disloyal thoughts..." Nightmare's tone was calm, yet it made the few tremble in their hearts, and they hurriedly expressed their loyalty.

"Your name is Mo Yuan?" Nightmare looked at the young man who was the leader.

"Yes, Benefactor!"

"From now on, you will lead these few people. The primary task is to secretly infiltrate the vicinity of Black Water Town and gather all information regarding that 'mute girl', but you must absolutely not alert the enemy, and even more so, you must not let her fall into the hands of the Sky Patrol Alliance. If you have any discoveries, contact me through the Demonic Seed." Nightmare instructed.

"I will strictly obey Benefactor's command!" Mo Yuan replied solemnly.

Nightmare threw them another Storage Pouch, containing Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, and some Demonic Path Magical Artifacts suitable for their use.

"Use these resources for now. Act cautiously and protect yourselves."

"Thank you, Benefactor!" Mo Yuan and the others took it, moved to tears.

After arranging all this, Nightmare finally turned his gaze back to the dying Sky Patrol Alliance leader.

The leader was terrified to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Nightmare's eyes were cold, and he flicked out a wisp of Demonic Fire.

"Ah—!" The shrill scream came to an abrupt end, and the leader was instantly burned into nothingness, his form and spirit annihilated.

After dealing with the loose ends, Nightmare said to Mo Yuan and the others: "This place is not suitable for staying long; you must set off for Black Water Town immediately. I have other important matters."

"Yes! Take care, Benefactor!" Mo Yuan and the others bowed and saluted, then turned into several streaks of light, carefully heading toward the Western Wilderness.

Watching them leave, Nightmare's eyes flickered slightly.

Planting this dark pawn of Mo Yuan could not only help him find the Profound Yin Body but also plant a seed in the Demonic Path of the Southern Region, which might have other uses in the future.

As for himself, his next step was to head to the Yin-Yang Chaotic Abyss to find clues about the reincarnation wood.

His figure flickered, and he was about to tear through the Void Realm.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze shifted sharply toward the southeast.

In his perception, an incomparably powerful streak of light, carrying majestic righteous Qi and a trace of familiar aura, was racing at an astonishing speed toward the direction of Tianyong City!

That aura... Peak Early Nascent Soul Stage! And the characteristics of its Cultivation Technique...

"A Nascent Soul Elder of the Sky Patrol Alliance? And this disgusting Pure Yang aura... is it coming for the commotion just now?" Nightmare understood instantly.

It must be that killing the Sky Patrol Alliance Cultivators just now had attracted the powerhouse stationed nearby.

He did not want to cause extra trouble at this moment and get entangled with a Sky Patrol Alliance Nascent Soul Cultivator.

With a cold sneer, Nightmare did not hesitate, raised his hand, and slashed lightly at the Void Realm in front of him!

Rrrrip!

Space was easily torn open like cloth, revealing the bizarre and chaotic Void Realm turbulence behind it.

He stepped into it, and the fissure instantly closed.

Just a few breaths after he disappeared.

A blazing golden streak of light descended from the sky, landing on the desolate mountain, turning into a middle-aged Daoist wearing the robes of a Sky Patrol Alliance Elder, his face full of murderous intent.

The Daoist's Divine Sense swept across the entire area, only feeling the blood-scent that had not yet fully dissipated and a faint but heart-palpitating terrifying Demonic Qi; his expression immediately became extremely ugly.

"Spatial fluctuations... a Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator?! How dare you so unscrupulously slaughter the Disciples of my Sky Patrol Alliance! No matter who you are, I, Qingxu Zi, will definitely drag you out and tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

He roared, his powerful Divine Sense sweeping out in all directions like a storm, but he could no longer capture any traces.

Only a trace of extremely weak Demonic Qi fluctuation that Nightmare had deliberately left behind when he departed, pointing toward the direction of the Yin-Yang Chaotic Abyss...

Qingxu Zi's Divine Sense locked onto that faint fluctuation, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Trying to lure me there? Hmph! Even if it is a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, this seat will still storm it!"

He turned into golden light and pursued closely.

In the Void Realm, Nightmare, who was traversing it, sensed that the misleading aura he had left behind was triggered, and a cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Pursue then. It just so happens that I can use the environment of the Yin-Yang Chaotic Abyss to play with you."

His figure flickered continuously in the Void Realm, and he sped up even more, heading toward that extremely dangerous place located at the border of the Central Region and the Southern Region.

The roles of hunter and hunted are always switching inadvertently. And this time, the hunter is Nightmare.