"Master..." The beautiful woman stood at the mouth of the cave, her expression complex, and called out softly. With her cultivation and realm, a mere glance allowed her to discern the three female corpses within the stone cave, and what those three corpses had endured before death.

The man who emerged from the cave, bare-chested, possessed a physique far more powerful than ordinary people; every muscle was forged as if from molten steel, brimming with a savage, mesmerizing beauty of strength that captivated women. "What are you doing here?" Shi Yan's face was grim.

He unleashed his divine sense, instantly enveloping the deserted island. Discovering only Yu Rou, his expression eased slightly, yet he remained wary.

He spoke faintly, "Your Wing Clan originally belongs to a branch of the Demon race. I presume they wouldn't have troubled you during the Demon invasion of Snow Dragon Island." Yu Rou smiled and nodded.

"The Demon race indeed treated us well." "How did you find me?" "It wasn't me, it was Yi Tianmo and the other two. This place isn't far from Snow Dragon Island.

Yi Tianmo and the other two possess extremely strong soul-searching capabilities. Over such a short distance, and given their past soul connection with you, they sensed you the moment you materialized here." "Why did you come?" "Master..." "You still call me Master?" "Our oath is not that cheap." Shi Yan fell silent, though a sliver of mockery flickered in his eyes.

"Alas..." Yu Rou, the matriarch of the White Wing Clan, sighed softly. "After you left, certain events transpired on Snow Dragon Island.

After they occupied it, our clansmen learned their true identities from them—our two clans' connection to the Nether Lord and the Demon race." Shi Yan frowned, watching her quietly. "They were assimilated..." Yu Rou sighed again.

"After learning the truth, many of our clansmen felt a stronger sense of belonging to them. Especially after Po Xun the Demon Emperor appeared and enveloped Snow Dragon Island with demonic energy.

Many of our people discovered, by absorbing that demonic energy, how perfectly suited our bodies were to it, and their internal power increased dramatically." "How could Po Xun enter the Boundless Sea?" "It was one of his skeletal Dharma bodies, but relying solely on that, even with Di Shan and me joining forces, we were no match for him. Po Xun's sheer power thoroughly intimidated all our clansmen.

When he revealed our true identities and guided the demonic energy into Snow Dragon Island, allowing the Wing Clan to reap tangible benefits, the situation on Snow Dragon Island underwent a subtle shift." Shi Yan's expression changed slightly. "Although Di Shan and I are the patriarchs of the Black Wing and White Wing Clans, we can no longer control the situation.

The clansmen below, having sensed the physical changes, have begun to regard the Demons as their kin. Under their indoctrination, they started to harbor hostility toward your Human race.

We now find it exceedingly difficult to restrain our subordinates," Yu Rou admitted helplessly. "Did you and Di Shan also reap tangible benefits from that drawn-in demonic energy?" Shi Yan's face darkened.

After sensing for a moment, he suddenly sneered, "Why do I find that you are much stronger than before?" Yu Rou nodded, offering a wry smile. "Yes, Di Shan and I could not resist the temptation either.

In the allure of instant power surge, we also absorbed the demonic energy and used it to temper our physical bodies anew. We indeed gained immensely." "Then why did you still come?" Shi Yan asked indifferently.

"I came here to tell you not to return to Snow Dragon Island. Po Xun the Demon Emperor's skeletal Dharma body is there; you are not his opponent.

Once you appear within his sensory range, he will certainly kill you." Yu Rou paused thoughtfully, then persuaded, "Master, your potential is limitless. I believe your future achievements will surely surpass Chi Yan and Po Xun, but until you are truly grown, it is best to avoid them.

Their strength... we have experienced it deeply." Shi Yan frowned but said nothing.

"Leave the Boundless Sea. It is too chaotic here; if you remain, you will inevitably be tracked down," Yu Rou urged, gazing deeply at him.

"When we served you as Master, it was with sincerity. Even after they took Snow Dragon Island, we still hoped to find an opportunity to take our clansmen and leave.

Regrettably, we underestimated the might of Po Xun the Demon Emperor. Now that all our clansmen have been assimilated and recognize them, we have no way out." After a pause, Yu Rou continued, "After all, we cannot abandon our entire clan." Shi Yan was surprised.

After a long moment, he nodded, his demeanor returning to calm. He spoke faintly, "You may go.

I have noted the kindness of your visit to inform me. From this day forward, you should live harmoniously with the Demon race; perhaps this is the correct path for you.

You act for the continuation of your race, which I can understand." "Master, leave the Boundless Sea. The Soul Bridge is about to connect, at which point the Three Realms will intercommunicate, and the warriors of the Boundless Sea absolutely will not be able to withstand their invasion." "I will leave, but not now." Shi Yan paused, then grinned coldly, "I haven't killed enough people yet." Yu Rou was startled, staring blankly at Shi Yan.

Sensing the boundless, endless murderous intent emanating from him, and then glancing at the three corpses in the stone cave, she remained stunned for quite some time. After a long while, Yu Rou spread her snow-white wings, and her graceful, captivating figure slowly ascended, rising toward the sky.

Midway, Yu Rou suddenly called out, "Master, you are now filled with murderous intent, savoring the thrill of slaughter—you have gone astray..." Shi Yan remained composed, shaking his head with a light chuckle. He said faintly, "The 'Demon' you speak of is precisely the path within my heart." Yu Rou was astonished, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and incomprehension, yet her delicate body gradually flew away, soon becoming a white speck vanishing above the deserted island.

Ten minutes later. Yu Rou ascended into the void and came to a stop among a cluster of white clouds.

Amidst the white clouds, Di Shan, holding He Qingman, stood with a cold expression, looking down at the deserted island below, his eyes gleaming with light. "I told him everything he needed to hear," Yu Rou sighed.

"But judging by his attitude, at most, he won't return to Snow Dragon Island; he probably won't leave the Boundless Sea anytime soon." Di Shan nodded. "I know he will do that." Yu Rou was surprised.

Di Shan offered no explanation, instead turning his gaze to He Qingman, whose beautiful eyes were dimmed. "He is on the desolate island below.

I can let you go now; choose where you wish to go." "Take me to that desolate island." He Qingman fell silent for a moment, then her gaze suddenly became firm. "Little girl, it was not easy for us to preserve your life.

Do you truly wish to go down there?" Yu Rou sounded perplexed. "Right now, both the Demon race and the warriors of the Boundless Sea are hunting him.

Going with him means only self-destruction. Do you really want to go?" He Qingman nodded.

Di Shan frowned, saying no more. Grasping He Qingman, he swooped down, setting her gently on the shore of the island.

Then, without looking back, he ascended to the cloud cluster above and flew away with Yu Rou. He Qingman stood alone and still on the desolate island, her graceful figure swaying slightly.

Suddenly, she streaked toward Shi Yan's location, like a light breeze. As she flew, the surrounding scenery rapidly shifted behind her, the landscape receding, constantly transforming.

Her figure, fiery and captivating, moved lightly as if weightless, yet her speed was astonishingly fast. Her newly formed Sea of Consciousness trembled gently as she released her divine sense, quickly perceiving a powerful divine sense tracking her from one direction.

A hint of complexity flashed in her beautiful eyes. There was a moment of hesitation on her face, but ultimately, she did not stop, instead rushing resolutely toward the direction from which the divine sense originated.

At the mouth of the stone cave. Shi Yan stared ahead with an indifferent expression.

Not long after, He Qingman's graceful figure materialized from the distance. She moved like a spirit of the mountain wind, her waist twisting elegantly between rising and falling swoops; with every shift of her body, she surged forward a thousand meters, like a fierce gale passing by.

Squinting slightly, watching the beautiful silhouette darting through the mountains, Shi Yan's eyes lit up, and he praised her inwardly. At some unknown point, this He Qingman had actually broken through to the Nirvana Realm.

Her Sea of Consciousness had formed, her internal aura was robust, wind howled around her, naturally exuding an imposing aura. "What are you doing here?" Shi Yan grunted, sneering coldly.

"It’s your great fortune that you survived on Snow Dragon Island. Why did you come looking for me?

I think you must know my predicament." "I survived because Di Shan and Yu Rou spared me out of respect for you," He Qingman arrived gracefully, stopping directly in front of him, her expression darkened. "I also know your predicament." "Then why are you still here?" "I have nowhere else to go." Shi Yan fell silent.

"Everyone is dead," He Qingman shook her head in pain, suddenly covering her face and weeping softly. "All my He family members died when the Demon race invaded the Galo Sea Region.

My father, my brother, all my relatives—they were all annihilated. My sect betrayed me; my family is ruined and scattered.

In this vast Boundless Sea, there is no place left for me. Tell me, what am I supposed to do?" He Qingman cried, slowly crouching down, her delicate shoulders trembling, utterly desolate and alone.

"What does that have to do with me?" Shi Yan's demeanor was cold, devoid of any sympathy or the impulse to offer comfort. Linda and Xia Shenchuan had been instantly annihilated beside him.

Xiao Hanyi, who brought him to the Boundless Sea, had his soul scattered and his body refined into a flesh puppet. The Yang family in the Demon Territory was likely in dire straits, and Yang Mu and the others’ fates in the Abyss Battlefield were unknown...

It seemed that everyone with whom he had a brief intersection met a grim end. Recalling all this vividly had subtly altered his state of mind.

After arriving in the Boundless Sea, he gained much but lost even more. Watching the people around him die one by one, regret gnawed at him; he felt that if he hadn't come to the Boundless Sea, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Having experienced all this, he gradually saw through the miasma. He truly realized that to survive well in this world, he had to stand higher than anyone else; only by towering above all others could he make events unfold according to his script, instead of helplessly watching others seize control.

"I want to seek revenge with you." He Qingman looked up at him stubbornly, tears streaming down her face, her beautiful eyes blazing with hatred, her expression resolute. "You are not qualified," Shi Yan stated coldly, shaking his head in refusal.

"Do you still remember our bet on Fire Cloud Island?" He Qingman’s face was streaked with tears, yet she forced a smile. "I said that if you woke up Sister Xinyan, I would let you see my body.

I am here to fulfill my promise now." As her words fell, her clothes disintegrated into scraps, exposing her perfectly proportioned, snowy-white body instantly under the sunlight. It shone with a strange luster, like exquisite jade, captivating the soul.

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