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"Not so brilliant, but definitely a bit sinister."

The middle-aged man stretched lazily.

"So when should we act? Now?"

Tang Yuan inquired.

"The sooner, the better."

The middle-aged man laughed, "I’ve already sent someone to make contact with Yang Yaotian in advance. By this time, they should have already met with Yang Yaotian."

Tang Yuan showed surprise and looked again at her master.

This master of hers truly leaves nothing to chance, always thinking ahead of her.

Truly unfathomable!

...

Lush and green forest.

Yang Yaotian’s body swayed, hazily, with a layer of eerie black light swirling around his body. His entire being seemed like Shrinking Inches of Earth into a Yang, constantly flickering in the forest.

With each flicker, he would disappear into thin air.

The next time he appeared, he was astonishingly four or five miles away.

The whole person seemed to be moving at an extreme speed, fleeting and unpredictable, like a ghostly shadow.

But soon, Yang Yaotian’s body suddenly stopped, the black light on his body flickered, emitting a mysterious and hazy air. His eyes looked towards the front area and he softly sighed, saying, "Unexpectedly, the people of the Profound Shadow Divine Race have not died out yet. It’s truly beyond my expectations. Young one, why are you blocking my way here?"

In front of him, snowflakes drifted, the world was a vast expanse of white.

At a glance, there was no one in sight.

But suddenly, the space in front of him fluctuated, like ripples.

A strange transparent figure suddenly emerged from the space, extremely respectful, with both hands folded, saying, "Junior meets Senior, I am here to inform Senior of an important matter."

"Important matter? What important matter could you possibly notify me of?"

Yang Yaotian smiled.

"It’s about Daoist Master Xuan."

The transparent figure respectfully said.

"Oh?"

Yang Yaotian’s eyes flashed slightly as he scrutinized the transparent figure and said, "You know the whereabouts of Daoist Master Xuan?"

His expression was rather surprised.

Because Daoist Master Xuan is cunning and scheming; after the first exposure, he would never easily expose himself again. The reason I could determine Daoist Master Xuan’s whereabouts is still due to the True Understanding of the Primordial Soul.

But this young one can actually know where Daoist Master Xuan is now?

"Yes, Senior, ever since Daoist Master Xuan left the dense forest that day, my clansmen have been secretly pursuing him. Finally, not long ago, we discovered Daoist Master Xuan, so I was specially sent to report to Senior."

The transparent figure said.

"Interesting, then why are you reporting to me?"

Yang Yaotian laughed.

"Back then, the Profound Shadow Divine Race was almost exterminated, only a few of us barely escaped. I know revenge is hopeless, so I wish to seek refuge with Senior, hoping Senior can help me avenge."

The transparent figure respectfully said.

"I see."

Yang Yaotian smiled slightly, "However, the one who destroyed your Profound Shadow Divine Race is someone not even I dare to provoke lightly. Your desire for revenge might be hard to fulfill. With respect for your filial piety, if you tell me Daoist Master Xuan’s whereabouts, I can look after you a bit in the future."

"Yes, Senior, Daoist Master Xuan is now hiding in a mansion in Yiling Small City..."

His tone was solemn, and he immediately began to swiftly convey the information he had previously investigated to Yang Yaotian.

Yang Yaotian smiled, nodding repeatedly, quite satisfied.

Because the location mentioned by the other party seemed to match closely with what he sensed.

Whoosh!

Yang Yaotian moved his foot, his body once again in action, hazily, like a ghostly shadow, bringing up a shower of swirling snow, once again disappearing from the place.

That transparent figure turned his head to look at Yang Yaotian, eyes slightly cold, and soon the figure flashed and disappeared as well.

...

Yiling Town.

Inside a room.

In a large medicinal barrel.

Jiang Shi sat quietly, motionless, with blood vessels crawling all over his body, densely packed, and the thick veins pulsating like dragons across his entire body.

The powerful and surging vital energy was transported by the Nine Dragon Dominating Demon Body, tumultuous, with every drop of blood seeming to possess life.

A mass of blood continually flickered, gathering toward the center, gradually forming the grotesque and violent body of a Demon Dragon, eyes cold, swimming through Jiang Shi’s body with a body of blood light.

Roar!

A deep and raspy roar instantly echoed from within Jiang Shi, each pore exuding a terrifying aura, densely sweeping all around.

The entire room was instantly filled with a terrifying aura akin to a primordial beast, flipping tables and chairs with an invisible terrifying force, crashing towards all directions with noises.

Even at the moment the grotesque Demon Dragon formed within, Jiang Shi’s body began to grow patches of black scale armor, densely spreading around.

The entire body also seemed to further swell.

But fortunately, at the critical moment, Jiang Shi forcefully controlled his body, preventing it from swelling. The scale armor emerging from the pores began to retract slowly...

Whoosh!

He gently exhaled a breath of white air, his eyes opened, rising tall from the medicinal barrel, looking at his own palm, and clenched a fist tightly.

Crackling!

The entire fist reverberated with a series of metallic terror sounds.

"Nine Dragon Dominating Demon Body Perfection!"

He murmured to himself.

An immensely formidable power spread from his palm.

Much stronger than before by nearly half.

Now he only lacked the True Understanding of the Primordial Soul and the Sacred Heart Soul Annihilation Technique not yet perfected.

But under the Soul Devouring Talent, the perfection of these two Divine Skills was not far off.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Jiang Shi’s brow slightly raised, his body flashed, instantly stepping out of the room, scanning the outside.

Strange!

Since a few days ago, he had this feeling of being followed and watched.

But every time he came out, that feeling always vanished.

What on earth is going on?

"Who is it? Could it be my illusion?"

His heart surged, his gaze sharp as he swept around, the Insight Talent operating again and again, with something in mind.

"No, I can’t stay here long!"