“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed this scene was real.
“It’s simply impossible—too impossible.
“At this moment, Mo Gélian felt like an ancient giant demon, ready to rend heaven and earth.
“Just now I tested him. His body was utterly worthless—how could he suddenly display such a transformation? Simply from that single fist posture?”
Ye Yu’s mind swirled with questions as he stepped forward to investigate—
But the moment he advanced, the ground beneath Mo Gélian erupted with countless cracks, and shattered stones levitated into the air.
Under a tremendous oppressive force, they sharpened into pointed shards, all aimed at Ye Yu as though primed to strike!
Strange—this phenomenon was utterly bizarre.
Ye Yu narrowed his eyes and slowly raised his right hand; a purple talisman flickered into being on his fingertip.
The Supreme Decree Talisman was ready to be cast.
The Heart-Demon at his side sensed the danger and fled behind a giant boulder, trembling.
Just ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) as a great clash was about to erupt—
All the floating stones around Mo Gélian fell back to the ground.
Ye Yu’s curiosity deepened. Why had Mo Gélian suddenly stood down? What was he after?
Before Ye Yu could ponder further, a heavy snore resounded—and then another, regular and continuous.
He really... fell asleep?
Ye Yu covered his face with one hand, on the verge of collapse.
What kind of miraculous demon sect and demon lord was this? Absurd to the extreme!
Several hours later—
Mo Gélian awoke to find himself in the grand hall. Instinctively he called out, “A-Rui! A-Rui!”
The Heart-Demon A-Rui soon appeared. “My lord, what orders do you have?”
Mo Gélian asked seriously, “That fellow named Ye Yu—has he left yet? It cost me over a thousand demon stones just to lure a single Earth Demon Realm disciple here. This was no easy feat. I hope you can tell me good news.”
A-Rui opened his mouth to speak but Mo Gélian clamped a hand over it. “Enough—quiet! I’ve read your eyes. He’s gone, right?”
A-Rui hesitated, then nodded.
Mo Gélian sighed, “Well, that’s his loss. No need to be upset.”
But he fumed inwardly—why was it so hard to retain a demon disciple in this sect?
Suddenly a familiar voice called, “Looking for me?”


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