Long Fengyang’s eyes blazed like two divine lamps as he stared intently at Ye Tianling.
Ye Tianling did not back down. His gaze, infused with his powerful Martial Arts Heart, was just as intense, eting Long Fengyang’s in a direct confrontation.
Their gazes interlocked, like two majestic, blood-colored auras—very similar, yet fundantally different—colliding with each other.
HSSS—
Ripples exploded across the Void, spreading far into the distance.
In the end, Long Fengyang withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently to Long Tianmo. "Tianmo, rember what you promised. You know that if I was determined to take this ant’s life, he wouldn’t survive for half a year! It’s just that, for now, we’re dealing with the counter-effects of the Hidden Dragon Shackles."
At that mont, Long Tianmo’s condition was still deteriorating.
Her body trembled slightly as she coughed softly, spurting out bright red blood from ti to ti, but she forcefully suppressed her terrible injuries.
"Father, if you can keep your word, then so can I."
Long Tianmo pressed her lips together, trying to keep the blood in her mouth from spilling out as she spoke with difficulty.
"Since he has completely severed his Dragon Blood and Dragon Soul, he has nothing to do with . After this, we will be strangers. As long as he doesn’t have a death wish and provoke the majesty of our Dragon Race, I, for one, can’t be bothered with an ant like him."
Long Fengyang snorted softly.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tianling just sneered and said nothing more.
Long Tianmo looked at Ye Tianling again, as if asking for his opinion—wondering if her father was deceiving her again, if his words were just another empty promise.
This action caused Long Fengyang’s sharp eyebrows to furrow, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.
"Tianmo, don’t worry. I’m fine. This ti, even though I no longer have the Dragon Race’s bloodline, you and Tianyu have been imprinted on my heart, deep in my soul. I will never forget you, for all of eternity."
Ye Tianling looked at Long Tianmo, his gaze filled with all the tenderness he could muster.
Long Tianmo slowly walked closer to Ye Tianling. She wanted to reach out and caress his face, but she no longer had the strength to even lift her hand.
Ye Tianling took her hand and placed it on his cheek.
Her hand was cold, as if it were about to freeze over, the chill piercing to the bone.
On her once fair, slender arms, a web of cracks was a shocking sight.
This was the result of the damage caused by the imnse Power of Destruction.
Within the dense, spiderweb-like cracks, vivid streaks of blood ford a net over her skin.
"Brother, these past few days, I’ve been so happy, so blissful... You don’t have a good father... but you have two very... very good mothers."
Long Tianmo’s hand cradled Ye Tianling’s face. She tilted her head up and gazed at him silently, her eyes conveying this ssage.
She could no longer speak; the injuries from Long Fengyang’s attack were too severe.
At this mont, Ye Tianling didn’t dare use the Blood Demon Power within him to give her Origin Energy, because that was equivalent to the energy of the Blood-Colored Crescent Moon. To Long Tianmo, it would likely be a deadly poison due to the Hidden Dragon Shackles.
"Let’s go."
A look of impatience flashed in Long Fengyang’s eyes as he coldly interrupted Ye Tianling and Long Tianmo’s exchange.
Though reluctant to part, Ye Tianling knew that the Ancestral Dragon Abyss was Long Tianmo’s only refuge for now—it was the place where they nurtured their Origin.
Only there could Long Tianmo have any chance of survival, any hope.
"Tianmo, wait for ."
"Mm, brother, my sister and I will wait for you. You... have to take care of yourself. After this, rember to leave this place. And in the future, be more discreet, learn to protect yourself..."
Their gazes t in a final exchange.
...
Long Tianmo left.
Long Fengyang took her away with cold composure.
The world soon returned to calm. The chaotic, ruin-like Void began to gradually revert to its original tranquility and silence.
Ye Tianling stood there, stunned, for several hundred breaths. Life felt like a heavy, weary cycle of Reincarnation.
After a long while, he finally erged from his gloomy state, casting aside all decadent thoughts.
He activated the Extre Cold Mysterious Sword and flew off using Sword Control, heading toward the Land of the Celestial Desolate Forbidden Array.
As his ntal guard wavered, he once again transford into the blood-haired monster, his body covered in ter-long fur, his eyes as scarlet as blood.
He looked as if he had transford into a giant, long-haired, blood-colored ape.
Ye Tianling asked in his mind, ’Is this Entering Demon? Little Dragon Girl, I have so many questions. You should know what they are. Can you answer them for ?’
Little Dragon Girl, who had been in an extrely weak state, now seed completely reborn. She was no longer weak.
There was sothing very strange about this.
"What is a Demon?"
Little Dragon Girl asked in return.
Her childish voice was sweet and pleasant, as if she were speaking right next to Ye Tianling’s ear.
Its clarity and the sense of closeness in her voice seed to have undergone a fundantal transformation.
"What is a Demon? I don’t know," Ye Tianling thought for a mont before responding seriously. "If what I am now is a Demon, then perhaps the Demons of this world aren’t truly Demons at all."
"Exactly. So, a Demon is not necessarily an evil one, nor are they necessarily heartless. And the righteous path is not necessarily just and honorable, nor is it necessarily compassionate. The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao. The Demon that can be defined is not the true Demon. Ye Tianling, congratulations on passing the First Level of the Demon Heart trial and obtaining the Demon Heart Sword Body—the Nine-Orifice Stone Embryo Clone."
Little Dragon Girl’s words were very intimate, as if from this mont on, Ye Tianling was not just Ye Tianling, but also her true master.
This sense of closeness had undergone a true, fundantal transformation.
"Nine-Orifice Stone Embryo Clone? Demon Heart Sword Body? Demon Heart trial?"
Ye Tianling was baffled.
Little Dragon Girl nodded. "The Xuanyuan Dragon Soul Inheritance concerns all the hopes of the entire Huaxia Immortal Buddha Divine Clan. It would never give you the complete inheritance imdiately after choosing you. The trials concerning good and evil are especially cruel. This ti, with the supre Demon Heart as the catalyst, you withstood its temptation. Though you experienced Entering Demon, you still held onto your Emotions. This proves you have the greatest qualification to receive the true core inheritance—though you are a Demon, your heart walks the righteous path."
A sudden realization dawned on Ye Tianling. "What if I had gone berserk after Entering Demon? What if I had lost myself?"
Little Dragon Girl said, "Then you would have activated the true Supre Divine Power within the Nine-Orifice Stone Embryo, killed Long Fengyang and Long Tianmo, and transford into the Evil Venerable. However, your Dao Heart is too firm. A Demon Heart of this level was completely unable to shake your true self. You didn’t show even a shred of confusion, far exceeding my expectations."
Ye Tianling felt a little ashad. "Actually, I almost lost myself earlier. But one call from Tianmo, one look from her, was like a plunge into an icy abyss that snapped back to my senses. Little Dragon Girl, no matter what, thank you. Thank you so, so much. I keep courting death, but you’ve always been there to help ."
Hearing this, a lovely projection of Little Dragon Girl manifested.
She looked to be four or five years old and wore a red princess dress, which made her look as adorable as a porcelain doll.
The projection wasn’t clear, but Ye Tianling could sense its presence.
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