The skeletal Dharma Body of Poxun suddenly fell silent. Yang Qingdi's eyes remained tightly shut, his ** body radiating a strange, resplendent light; in this brief respite, he seemed to have regained some strength, giving the impression of surging, overwhelming power.

"Yang Qingdi, you are nothing more than a thief." Poxun was silent for a long while, then suddenly snorted, "If it weren't for you, Cao Qiudao of the Cao family, and Yang Yitian, the Hall Master of the Martial Soul Hall, dividing the divine blood and remnant soul of that God King, what right does a mere first-layer Tong Shen realm expert like you have to contend with me?" Yang Qingdi remained silent. "A hundred years ago, you, Cao Qiudao, and Yang Yitian were all only initial Nirvana-Pan realm cultivators.

Yet, you stumbled into immense fortune, accidentally entering the Space Turbulence Domain, where you encountered the tomb of a God King within a spatial fissure. You three unearthed the remains, and you and Cao Qiudao each absorbed half of the God King's blood, while Yang Yitian obtained the remnant soul.

This is what forged the three great powers of the Endless Sea and created the mythology surrounding you three." "Without that God King's remains, how could the three of you have risen so quickly, possessing the power to challenge me within a mere century?" "To put it plainly, the three of you are grave robbers!" Yang Qingdi frowned but still said nothing more. "The God King's blood allowed you and Cao Qiudao, at the first-layer Tong Shen realm, to possess the strength to fight a third-layer Tong Shen expert.

The fundamental reason is that the divine blood caused a radical transformation in your vital essence, granting you faint sparks of divine power. Yang Yitian received the God King's remnant soul, allowing him to break through to the second-layer Tong Shen realm, mastering minor divine techniques through a century of understanding that soul, making the Martial Soul Hall the number one power in the Endless Sea." Poxun let out a cold laugh.

"It’s a pity that although you divided the God King's divine body, you never obtained the God King's true inheritance. It actually escaped that spatial fissure and is now wandering in some unknown realm.

If any one of you three had seized that true inheritance a hundred years ago, the entire structure of the Endless Sea would have been overturned! If that had happened, my Fourth Demonic Domain and the Seventh Netherworld might have already become your hunting grounds." Yang Qingdi finally opened his eyes; they were profound, appearing to swirl and flicker with countless pinpoints of starlight.

"Although I am imprisoned by you, Cao Qiudao and Yang Yitian are still in the Endless Sea. If those two join forces, you and Chi Yan might not have the upper hand." "Hahaha!" Poxun suddenly burst into wild laughter that echoed across heaven and earth.

"This is the greatest sorrow of you humans! If it weren't for the discord between you, Cao Qiudao, and Yang Yitian, and your constant scheming in the Endless Sea to seize the God King's blood and remnant soul within each other, scattering your focus, you people might not merely be at your current cultivation levels." "You, Cao Qiudao, and Yang Yitian were once close friends, who happened upon the Space Turbulence Domain together, but you turned enemies over the God King's body.

The greed of you humans is even heavier than that of us demons! Precisely because the three of you were not united, you each suffered severe injuries in several conflicts, which stalled your cultivation.

Otherwise, your current power might be enough to directly tear apart this Heaven Demon Sealing God Array!" Yang Qingdi let out a soft sigh, saying no more. "What a waste." In Poxun's hollow sockets, demonic fire leaped incessantly.

"Knowing you are imprisoned in the Heaven Demon Sealing God Array, Cao Qiudao and Yang Yitian remain indifferent. Now, my demon army has already entered the Galuo Sea Region, slaughtering nearly ten million living beings there, and the Corpse Soul Bridge is about to be successfully constructed.

Yet, Cao Qiudao and Yang Yitian still show no signs of action. Once the Seventh Netherworld and my Fourth Demonic Domain are connected, utilizing the power of hundreds of millions of souls, we shall descend upon the Endless Sea, annihilate Cao Qiudao and Yang Yitian together, and deny them any further opportunity to grow." "Perhaps they have already started acting, but you simply don't know it," Yang Qingdi said faintly.

"It's too late," Poxun laughed wildly, shaking the heavens. "King Abi of the Underworld has persuaded the other two Kings of the Seventh Netherworld.

They are willing to use the corpses of three million Nether-beings from the Seventh Netherworld as bait to construct the Corpse Soul Bridge. Soon, the Netherworld's Corpse Soul Bridge will converge with our Demonic Domain.

When that happens, it will be the doomsday of your Endless Sea." Yang Qingdi's expression finally changed. Only at this moment did he realize how dire the situation had become.

He cursed his inability to break free from the Heaven Demon Sealing God Array and relay the true circumstances back to the Endless Sea. "Yang Qingdi, I have another proposal you might consider." Poxun pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "If you agree to lend us a hand, joining us to slay Cao Qiudao and Yang Yitian, I promise you that all the God King's blood and remnant soul within them will be yours.

Once you gather the complete God King's blood and obtain the remnant soul, you will inevitably ascend to realms unimaginable to ordinary people." Yang Qingdi's brow furrowed deeply, but he offered no reply. "Of course, afterwards, you will need to assist me one more time: using the God King's power to tear open the barriers of the First, Second, and Third Demonic Domains." "Once those three Demonic Domains are opened, it won't just be the Endless Sea; I fear the entire God's Grace Continent will suffer widespread devastation," Yang Qingdi sneered, shaking his head.

"...I do not wish to become a sinner for eternity, nor do I wish to be a stepping stone for your Demon Race. You should seek someone else." "The Demon Race?" Poxun chuckled wickedly.

"During the three ages—the Primordial, Ancient, and High Ancient—your Yang family was human during the High Ancient period. However, during the Ancient period, your Yang family was one of the alien races!

If it weren't for several generations of interbreeding, leaving only the bloodline inheritance and erasing your alien characteristics, your true appearance now, Yang Qingdi, might not look any more human than mine!" Yang Qingdi's face shifted in horror; his lips moved slightly, but he offered no explanation. "So, stop talking to me about alien races or not.

Tracing back, we are of the same alien stock; why be so stubborn?" Poxun scoffed. "Where did you learn all this?" Yang Qingdi sighed after a long silence.

"The spatial anomaly that appeared in your Endless Sea a hundred years ago had already occurred once before in my Fourth Demonic Domain," Poxun stated gravely. "At that time, I was merely an ordinary demon hunter of the Dragon Horn Tribe.

I also unintentionally stepped into the Space Turbulence Domain and obtained something in another spatial fissure; otherwise, I would never have achieved the position of Demon Emperor today." "It also occurred in your Demonic Domain?" Yang Qingdi was startled. "Otherwise, why would I know the affairs of you, Cao Qiudao, and Yang Yitian like the back of my hand?" Poxun sneered.

"What I obtained allowed me to know of your subsequent experiences, and it revealed some secrets from the Primordial, Ancient, and High Ancient periods—including the fact that your Yang family was one of the alien races during the High Ancient period!" "You've said a great deal, but ultimately, you still want me to join forces with your Demon Race. However, you should know me well enough," Yang Qingdi said calmly.

Poxun suddenly fell silent, then after a long pause, he let out a light sigh and nodded that immense, skeletal skull. "I should have known you wouldn't yield, but you are a respectable opponent.

Before I refine and kill you, I felt you deserved to know these things. Moreover, very few people have ever entered the Space Turbulence Domain and emerged alive.

There are some things I’ve kept bottled up my whole life, and I wanted to tell them to someone who shared a similar experience..." Yang Qingdi sighed softly. "One last thing: I have learned the location where your Yang family is hidden in the Fourth Demonic Domain.

After the Corpse Soul Bridge is fully connected, if you still haven't made up your mind, your entire Yang family will be exterminated, and the foundation you worked a lifetime to build will instantly turn to smoke." After saying this, the demonic fire in Poxun's eye sockets dimmed slightly. The main soul he had imposed upon this skeletal Dharma Body seemed to have been withdrawn.

Simultaneously, the demons resting on the one hundred and eight bone pillars began to stir again, flying out one after another to resume their assault on Yang Qingdi. The Azure Sky Sea Region.

Within the Heavenly Demon Mountain Range. A hideous, terrifying monster was tearing apart the body of a Level Six demon beast, the Gale Roc, devouring it alive.

Half of the five-meter-long Roc’s corpse remained, and its brain marrow and demonic crystal were directly swallowed. This monstrous beast tore away with savage pleasure, its pair of evil pupils flashing with cold light capable of shattering souls.

Its entire body gleamed with dark luster, and its aura was intensely intimidating. Near this beast lay a pile of giant demon beast skeletons, stark white, entirely stripped of flesh.

Not long after, the Gale Roc was completely consumed. A cracking sound echoed through the beast's entire frame as circles of dark light radiated outwards.

Wherever those dark light beams passed, ancient trees dozens of meters tall shattered explosively. Distant, lurking demons, sensing that undulation, fled in terror in all directions until they vanished from sight.

The beast's bones continued to crackle. Its body, about ten meters long, began to gradually shrink amidst the pervasive dark light.

Under the enshrouding dark light, the beast underwent continuous transformation. Three days later, it had become a humanoid monster covered in hideous spikes.

It roared toward the cold, clear moon, its entire form shrouded in entanglement of Nether Qi and Demonic Qi, radiating malevolent energy skyward. "Gui Liao...

That is my name..." It muttered in a low voice, the sound sharp and grating like a knife scraping glass, chilling the bone. "He told us to wait for him, to wait, to wait.

I've waited too long. I won't wait anymore..." Muttering to itself, the phantom image of Shi Yan flickered dimly within its green eyes.

Looking up at the sky, it seemed to be organizing its thoughts, deeply pondering something. After a very long time, fleshy wings suddenly burst forth from its back, and it soared straight into the sky, instantly leaving the Heavenly Demon Mountain Range.

"Howl! Howl!

Howl!" Within the Heavenly Demon Mountain Range, more than ten terrifying demon beasts radiating overwhelming auras roared to the heavens, all fixing their gaze on its receding figure. "I'm leaving.

I will come back to see you another day," it murmured softly to the ten-plus familiar playmates below as it flew higher and drifted further away. The Demon Kings of the Heavenly Demon Mountain Range watched its departure, complex emotions surfacing in their eyes.